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It had been a particularly stressful day in Heartslabyul. With the Adeuce duo running around causing mayhem and the dorm members simply just being pains to deal with, plus Floyd finding him somehow in every hallway possible making Riddle run around all day, the poor boy was stressed to the heavens. After this long day of torture he was very excited to come back to his dorm, have a good book, and spend his free time with you. Oh, how he missed his girl, his rose. After this long day, all he needed was you.

Once he arrived back at his dorm he looked aimlessly through the large bookshelf on his wall. He's read basically every book in his shelf already so finding a new one would be a bit of a struggle. Luckily for him, he was up to the challenge. His grey eyes scanned up and down until he noticed a book that had not been there before. It was a white leather book with thin gold writing that spelled out "Diary". Hm... how curious. He flipped open to the first page and saw that your name was written on it. (Y/n) (L/n)... His eyes softened and a gentle smile formed on his face as his fingers traced your name in red ink on the lined page. This would certainly be a book he would be interested in reading.

He sat at his desk and set his blazer to hang on his chair. He got himself comfortable there to read all the thoughts his sweet lover had. Although now that he thought about it, maybe he should ask you first? Well, he couldn't possibly ask you now since you're in a lecture currently. You wouldn't mind... he's sure of it, or maybe that's just the temptation he has to read this book that's all about you and what goes on in that mind of yours. It felt wrong, but his hands flipped to the next page, then the page after that, and the one after, and then slowly but surely he'd made his way through the book.

He felt a sharp pain in his chest. In the book you had written about your time at school and with your friends but not one page had been about him.... A large majority of said book had been all about some other man...

According to your diary, this man was tall, he had "pretty eyes", he had some mood swings but you seemed to love them, and a warm embrace. You wrote about him every day. About how his eyes shined whenever he saw you. About how he was such a gentleman and protected you at any cost. How his mood swings were easy to calm with a hug or kiss. You knew how stressed this man was and on the daily and did everything you could to help him relax like making his favorite foods and spoil him with cuddles whenever you weren't too busy. His heart hurt terribly.

The girl he loved the most in this twisted world was sharing her affection with this mysterious man while being with him? You did all of this with him, made him feel like the most special man in the world, just for you to go and do the same thing for some boy. His throat began to feel tight like there was some force suffocating him. There was a heaviness in his chest that began to feel painful. The book was shut with force that couldn't be described as anger, but only hurt.

He was so lost in thoughts running wildly through his mind that he didn't hear the heels walking towards his door that belonged to none other than you. While opening the door, you heard the screeching of a chair being dragged across the floor with force. You looked in, concerned about what was going on with Riddle."Riddle? What's wro-" Before your sentence could finish, he pointed an accusing finger at you. "You... You've cheated! After all we've been through? I loved you to my hearts content (Y/n)! I changed for you, all for you to destroy me behind my back and leave me with nothing. Have you no shame?!" He yelled as if it was word vomit. His chest heaved and his hands shook, his face quickly turning that angry red.

Your startled form quickly stiffened at the sudden screaming and you shut the door. "Riddle, what nonsense is that?!" You yelled back in shock of the accusation." Tears nearly pricked your eyes. This wouldn't be the end of you two, right? This is all a misunderstanding, you've been devoted to the man you love, Riddle, for the longest time. You'd never cheat on such a lovely man. You held out your phone. "Check anything you'd like, even my mail, I can assure you that I've not cheated Riddle!" It was a plea for him to believe your word. Out of anyone in this situation he simply had to believe you. You two have known each other for years and this couldn't all end because of a misunderstanding.

He brushed off looking at your phone or mail for that matter. "That doesn't matter one bit! What are you going to say about what I found over there?!" He quickly pointed to the bookshelf. You immediately knew what he was insinuating. The diary you kept in the bookshelf of his room. It was only there because you enjoyed writing things in his room, it felt like a great place to focus and write your feelings out. Most entries were about Riddle and some school matters. It seemed as though he went through it, thinking all the entries that had been devoted to him were about some other boy..?

"Riddle, had you gone through my diary? The white book I keep on that shelf?" You weren't particularly mad or anything, just a bit confused. He turned to his desk and aggressively grabbed the book. It was indeed your diary. "Of course I did, what other way was I supposed to catch you in this affair?" His voice cracked a bit and his fingers clawed into the leather of the book. You sighed. 'He is aware my heart belongs to him, right?' You thought."Dear, what other boy would I be writing about?" Responding as gently as possible without showing how shaken up you were about this whole situation.

Riddle paused for a moment seeming to be lost in thought. "Floyd... possibly?"He responded, tone turning somewhat unsure. Now that he heard it out loud, it really didn't make much sense to him. "Riddle, did you read all the entries about me professing my love to a man I'm deeply in love with? Is that what this is about?" You made your way towards him and to flip through the pages to see what he was looking at. He nodded his head in response, keeping his eyes straight ahead to avoid eye contact with you. "Every single one..."

Once you reached him and looked over his shoulder, there was a page laid out that you knew all too well. It was a page you wrote while Riddle had been asleep in your lap after a long day of dealing with unruly students, confessing all the fleeting things you truly felt about him. You smiled gently against his shoulder while reading the entry back to yourself, knowing you truly meant it all. You looked up at him with a delicate smile and shining (e/c) eyes. "These are about you, Dear..."You slowly hugged his side, hoping to cheer him up.

Riddle felt a pang of shame wash over him once he heard your words. It was then he realized the huge misunderstanding; accusing you of cheating on him though he should've known better. He sighed and leaned into your touch, eyes shutting,"...I'm sorry.. I didn't even stop to think- I'm so deeply sorry..." He mumbled out while looking away in shame. "... No need to apologize, I understand that my entries were not clear, but in my defense I didn't expect you to read them. Had I known, I would've written your name in bold, red ink." You let his head rest on your shoulder and held it there gently, playing with his soft red hair.

He relaxed into your touch and hooked an arm around your waist, the sound of your voice and the feeling of your hand in his hair being soothing after the stressful events that occurred during this long day. He exhaled softly before speaking,"I should've asked you first... Instead of just going through your diary. That was completely out of line..." His deflated voice spoke. "Yes, maybe you should've, but I don't mind. What's mine is yours and the other way around. We don't need to hide anything from each other. But please do tell me next time so we discuss it properly." You grabbed the book out of his hands and tossed it onto the ground, then holding him closer.

Riddle sighed, burying his face into the crook of your neck. Your words and actions slowly began to ease his worries. "Yes, I suppose that would be best." He replied quietly, his grip on your waist was firm yet gentle. He could feel the tension in his body slowly melt away, replaced by a sense of comfort and security in your embrace. "But... I can't help but be afraid... that one day, you'll grow tired of me.. and leave me for someone else.."

You heard that crack in his voice once more, you knew how much it hurt him to believe that your devotion had gone to some mysterious man. You would make sure that that thought would never cross his mind again. "Riddle, my love... I will never leave you. That's a promise I will never go back on. I've been left by many people and I've left a couple of people too, but you and I will never be separated. I will always be here." You kissed the top of his head and rubbed your fingers in circles on his back.

He tightened his hold on you as a wave of overwhelming emotions washed over him. He never knew how much he needed to hear those words, to know that he was truly loved and wanted by someone, and that someone being you. For the first time he felt a sense of security. His chest felt heavy again, but not with hurt, with true love. "You... you promise that you'll never leave me?" He asked. His voice coming out small and vulnerable. He needed to hear you say it again, to know that he was not just something temporary to you. "I promise that... I will never leave your side." You said with confidence and kissed the top of his head once more.

Small sniffles were heard from the red haired boy as he held on as tight as he could. You slowly helped him walk over to sit on the edge of his plush bed. His hands still held onto you as if you'd disappear if he didn't. His head rested against your chest, calming himself to the sound of your heart beating. He hated how he was acting and how vulnerable he was in this moment, but he couldn't help it. He needed you like he needed oxygen. He needed to feel your touch, your warmth, your comfort, to know that you were really there with him, that you weren't going to leave him alone. It was his first time really feeling truly loved and cared for and he couldn't just let you slip from his hands.

"Hey Riddle, wanna know something?" You said with a cheeky smile, thinking of a little idea to cheer him up. He looked up from your chest curiously with his sparkly eyes slightly red and puffy. His brow arched in confusion and he hummed a small "Hm?" while looking up at you.

You pressed a soft, warm kiss onto his forehead, cheeks, nose and lastly his lips, leaving small red lipstick marks where you kissed him. "I love you." His cheeks and the tips of his ears turned a bright pink and he seemed to be getting a bit shy at the sudden warm affection. His straight laced lips curled into a smile, his eyes glistening a little more too. "I love you too, my rose." And with that, a soft kiss on the lips was shared between the two of you, preparing for an evening full of warm and reassuring affection.<33

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The Unbirthday plan was set. Students rallied up in hundreds of groups and got to work on things like desserts, croquet animal tending, tablecloth ironing and so on. (y/n) was in charge of aiding Riddle, checking in on everyone, and making sure everyone would be on time. Having three jobs put on one person was quite grueling. Although (y/n) knew exactly how to do it. She’d done it many times before and Heartslabyul trusted her as a main part in Unbirthday planning. Riddle luckily had similar jobs of checking in and making sure everyone was on time, though he was a bit more lenient than before. It was easy for (y/n) to stick at Riddle’s hip like usual when performing her tasks.

The bunny carried a clipboard thick with multiple checklists atop each other, a red pom-pom pen in her other hand. She had been checking off all tasks and details needed for the party. “We only have a few things left, Riddle! W-would you like to go over them?” She spoke with a slight stutter from how fast she spoke. “Do you mind reading them out to me?” He replied with a much slower pace, his eyes shifting from the boys at work to her. He peered over her shoulder while she read aloud.

“We still need to complete setting the table cloths, laying out the decorations, setting the silverware and china, brewing the tea, making the cake… I feel like I’m forgetting something.” She muttered. Her nose twitched as she thought while her foot thumped on the floor causing a thumping sound. “The dorm mou-“ “AH! The dorm mouse! My oh my, how could I forget!” Her big (e/c) eyes widened and she feverishly wrote “Dorm mouse inside the tea pot” towards the bottom of the page with an empty check box next to it.

“I deeply apologize Housewarden! Shall we go on the next task now? Nevermind, if we don’t we may be late, let’s go!” She quickly grasped Riddle’s gloved hand and hopped outside where the students were laying the tablecloths. “(y/n)! Slow down please, we have much time to spare!” The red haired boy yelped. Though he didn’t shake the bunny girl off his wrist. She went straight down the path to check on all the students. She looked down and engrossed herself in her check list when all of a sudden she tripped over her fast moving feet. The clipboard and pen flew out of her hands and landed roughly on the floor. Riddle sped up to her and grabbed the fabric on her waist, pulling her in to his body as quickly as he could before she fell to the ground.

“H-HOUSEWARDEN!!” Her fluffy white ears shot up to the sky and her face turned a bright red. “(y/n), please watch your step next time!" His own cheeks started to dust a strawberry red as well. She jumped out of his warm arms and collected her things, "I-I DEEPLY APOLOGIZE HOUSEWARDEN W-WE MUST BE OFF!!" She once again sped walked around the yard, looking around and giving herself whiplash. Though she would never realize it, her pom-pom tail was wagging like CRAZY. Riddle was pulled from his dumbfounded trance and giggled at her fast-paced movements. He then caught up to her with a light jog, since that was needed to match her walking speed.

There was but a singular table which had yet to be decorated with vases of flowers and silverware, or even chairs for that matter. Just a completely blank table. Its bland appearance made it camouflage in the back corner, hiding behind tables that had been filled with decorations already. The table cloth draped onto the grassy floor of Heartslabyul and trailed out like wings blowing gracefully in the wind. Little did said table cloth know the tornado it would endure in just a few seconds.

(Y/n) made her quick stride towards the tables. She zoomed between tables and perked her ears in every which direction while scanning for unfinished duties. While she zipped along, Riddle urgently tried to keep up. Though, with the heeled boots of his uniform and her strong legs propelling her forward against the breeze it was near impossible to match her. "(y/n), would you slow down just a bit? I'm having trouble keeping up!" He aimlessly yelped."S-sorry Housewarden, but if these duties are not done by the set time, we will be late!!!"

She took herself over to the corner of the last tables that needed to be checked. At the sight of the blank table she slowed down just enough as to wear Riddle could catch up with a heaving chest and thick gasping breaths.”Oh my! This table is quite bear, is anyone working on thi- W-WOAH!-” In her hurried frenzy the girl tripped right over the pristine white cloth. The redheaded boy behind her tried to grab out to her just like before, but he went tumbling down with her. The two fell to the ground enveloped by the cotton threads that pulled them closer“(Y-(Y/N)! Are you alright?!! You must watch your step!” His eyes scanned her face that was underneath him.

Thats right. The two were in the unfortunate position of him landing atop her, gloved hands at each side of her head. With her hair pooling gently over the blades of grass and the dazed expression on her face, he couldn’t help but stare. They stiffened. “HOUSEWARDEN ROSEHEARTS!! THIS IS QUITE INAPPROPRIATE OF ME I DO SINCERELY APOLOGIZE- FORGIVE MEEE!!!” Her face bloomed a hot red and she jumped out from under him. His face turned a crimson that rivaled his own locks

”(y/n) i-it’s completely alright! Just I- ah…” He looked down seemingly in shame and while rubbing his neck while (y/n) bounced away. Trey came over and assessed the situation,”Yeah, we weren’t using that table anyways. One of the students over counted. Are you alright Riddle?” He took a hand to Riddle’s forehead. “You don’t seem sick or anything… oh. oh…” The green haired boy’s lips formed a smirk and looked in the direction the shorter boy was focused on. (Y/n) was still bright strawberry red while talking to the giggling Cater and Adeuce duo, and she was exactly in Riddle’s yearning view. Trey snickered.

“What Trey? Why are you laughing??” The younger boy questioned. “If you really want her that bad just ask. Even bring her a rose and ask her out for tea.” Riddle’s eyes widened and he pulled them quickly away from the bunny he s dearly adored. “Trey! How could you say that!? have no feelings for her…” his tone wavered and his lips quivered. He knew the blatant lie he spoke just then. He was too shy to fully say it. He knew that his feelings were true, but the girl was to hard to read. She was always ditzy and jumpy, that was her personality. Yeah sure she would be much more jumpy and sensitive with him, but was that a surefire sign she felt the same? Riddle was too dense to put the dots together. In that case, Trey did it for him.

“Her favorite roses are the unpainted ones. She also enjoys herbal and floral teas more than fruity ones.” Trey whispered to him. Riddle furrowed his brows,”Why are you telling me this…” knowing damn well he would be taking it into close consideration. Trey plopped a half painted rose into his hands. “Riddle, you know exactly why i’m telling you this.” Trey sounded almost ominous if not for the small smile on his face. The redhead pursed his lips in deep thought and twirled the flower in his hand. “You wouldn’t mind bringing out the King’s chair… would you?” he murmured just above his breath.

“Not at all. Go shoot your shot, I’m rooting for you.” The green haired boy said before walking off, giving him a light pat on the back. Riddle exhaled. He just had to ask her out. How hard could that be?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the other three Heartslabyul boys pushing a seemingly unwilling (y/n) in his direction. As much as she tried to pounce away, they shoved her forward. Her face had flushed a warm pink and her ears flattened against her head. He gripped the rose as if a gust of wind would blow it from his hands. His feet moved before he could even think, “What do you buffoons think you’re doing?!” He shot at the boys pushing her towards him. With a big push, Adeuce and Cay-cay shoved a screaming (y/n) into Riddle’s arms once more. Her head pressed against his beating chest as he caught her, blushing much more than before when he saw her. “What have I told you about watching your step… this is the third time today (y/n).” His voice was laced with a soft tone, one would even call it caring. His face was bright red and his lips trembled. His hand that held the rose shook slightly and he pulled her off him.

Before she could panic and apologize feverishly, he spoke with a stutter which was incredibly out of character for Housewarden Rosehearts,”(y-(y/n)… I’m not sure how to approach this.” His voice was much smaller than he would like. Her eyes were wide with something different from the anxiety and rush that she usually felt. Her ears flopped on her head much more naturally now. Riddle held his arms in front of him with the flower in hand, trying his best to make eye contact and be confident knowing how nervous he was.”Would it be alright if I… courted you? O-obviously I understand if the feeling is unreciprocated. It felt like I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you how I really feel….”His grey eyes averted hers while she remained wide eyed.

Her lips parted to speak but nothing came out. She was starstruck. She slipped her watch back into her pocket and grabbed the stem of the rose gently. Her eyes glittered as she gazed at the flower in her hand. Riddle stood with trembling hands clasped behind his back, unsure of her reaction with eyes gazing at the tops of his shoes. Suddenly, a soft crunch came from the girl followed by a soft moan one would usually make when eating something delicious, then another crunch and some chewing. Once his eyes shot up he saw the picture before him… (y/n) had been eating the rose he gave her. She licked her lips,”Wow Riddle, I didn’t know you knew how to get the most delicious flowers! How did you know roses were my favorite?” she asked while plucking the petals off and popping them in with a satisfied smile.

Riddle stammered. "Ah- Yes um... I-it was purely instinct..?" His tone of voice betrayed him and showed how confused he was. The bunny popped the whole flower into her mouth with a happy crunch, gulping it down and humming happily. He still looked at her expectantly. He awaited an answer to his previous statement. He straightened himself up and spoke a bit more confidently"...Do you accept my feelings for you, (y/n)?" Her fluffy tail wagged as she gasped, suddenly realizing his words. "Oh my... Yes!" Her cheeks became equivalent to a bright cherry. She realized her words just after.

Her voice grew small and she thought for a bit on what to say. "I-I mean I uhhh.... I-i have a lot of feelings for you too..."She was just about to hop away when Riddle took her hand in his. "Shall we go for tea tomorrow?"He smiled softly. (y/n) felt her world stop as their gaze was stuck between them. "Yea... that would be really nice!" She giggled. "Come, there's a seat waiting for you beside me." Riddle snickered with her, pulling her alongside him and bringing her to sit in the King's chair brought out by Trey just a few moments before. Riddle pulled out her chair with grace, (y/n) sat down with glee she hadn't felt in quite a while. He poured both of them a cup of rose tea while she cut him a slice of strawberry tart. The two were sure to be the most adorable couple in all of Night Raven College.

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The evening was a bright and sunny one, and quite calm! Almost... too calm.

Coming from the Heartslabyul living quarters, a quarrel had erupted. two boys inside the dorm had decided that they'd had enough of each other. There were objects flying everywhere, shattered glass askew on the checkered floor, furniture shoved out of position and two slightly bloody and bruised boys in the middle of a concerned circle.

The sound of heavy clicking heels shut down the screaming in the room. The circle of boys created a horse shoe shape, letting their furious and bright red faced Housewarden into the circle to assess the situation. The boys caught sight of Housewarden Riddle and instantly took their hands off of one another. They looked down in shame while Riddle stared in fury. "Excuse me. Have the rules pertaining to the Queen of Hearts rule book not made it exceedingly clear that there is absolutely NO FIGHTING IN THIS DORM."

The boys glanced at each other then flinched at Riddle's booming voice,"Rule No. 546, No fighting inside living quarters. Since you have so ruthlessly broken this rule, I have no choice but to punish you." A growling yell wrung through the once peaceful dorm. "OFF WITH YOUR HE--!!!" Riddle screamed, just about to finish his sentence before a giggly voice flew through the tense air,"Oh Riddle~ Would you like to see one of my new hats? Come come I made a new hat, yes I did!~"

It seemed like Riddle's demeanor had changed in the span of a millisecond. It was concerning to onlookers who saw his once piercing eyes softened into a fluffy marshmallow frosting on the sweetest cake when laying his eyes on the ditzy (y/n) before him."See see? This hat right here is made from only thee finest fabrics of a wild Bandersnatch I caught with my own two hands, I did!"

Riddle's face softened and melted into a warm smile while he giggled at his partner's antics,"Ah, (y/n) dear, the hat looks just as well crafted as ever. Such a talented partner I have." Watching (y/n) pop out of their room on occasion to reveal their newest hat design was Riddle's favorite parts of his day. Although for the rest of the dorm members, they found it quite odd... Not just how (y/n) acted, but... how Riddle was so deeply in love with the hatter?

They all started and glanced around with confused expressions, some stifling a giggle behind their hand. One brave soul dared to interrupt Riddle and (y/n)'s sweet moment by getting close and whispering in his ear trying to be discreet,"Uh, Housewarden Rosehearts, that's really your partner?" Riddle simply smiles, though there was an undertone of 'I'm going to kill you if you ever say that again' hiding behind his glittering grey eyes "They make me laugh, and their passion for hats is truly admirable."

"Oh Riddle, you do cause an action of my diaphragm to force air from my lungs and vibrate my vocal cords as well, haha!(that just means a laugh...)" (y/n) snorted while plopping their new hat on their head. "Come come now Riddle boy! I must make a hat for you, I plucked feathers off a dodo bird I believe you'd especially like the color of. Let us be off, yes we should!!"

(y/n) happily grabbed his gloved hand and dragged him to their room to keep him there for most likely a few days on end while they created a specially made hat just for him! Of course, the red haired boy had no complaints of the dragging and practically being held captive in his partners room. If this wasn't a sign of the hatter's devotion to him, what else could be?

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"Riddle boy, do come quickly now, yes you should! Any slower and the dodo feathers may fly away. It took me a couple fingers and a road this that and the other way to obtain, yes it did!"(y/n) squealed while pulling Riddle along with them. “You are truly talented dear. Would it be alright if you could perhaps… teach me?” He said with a slight flush on his cheeks.

(Y/n)’s eyes sparkled, “Teach you? My oh my, what fun! A hat shall be yours in due time Riddle boy!” They quickly grabbed hold of Riddle’s other hand and dragged him along to their room. Inside, it was cluttered to put it lightly. Fabrics, feathers, glue, sewing materials and more were scattered around the room. Hats made previously were decorating the wall from the floor to the ceiling. "Watch your step Riddle! My ideas are scattered along these rickety floors!"

"I can see as much, dear."Riddle said with a smile and let out an airy chuckle as he carefully stepped over some buttons and peacock feathers. The two clumsily made their way to the small desk with a set of cushioned chairs covered in a wide variation of plaid fabrics. A few patches clung to the wooden legs to hold them on, but overall they were very sturdy. The red haired boy sat gently down on the cushion while the (h/c)ette sat with a small clunk of rattling glass bottles and colliding wood.

"Time to make your special hat, my boy!"(y/n) snatched Riddle's petite golden crown off of his head and set it aside. They pulled a comically long measuring tape from a rather small pocket in their pants and wrapped it around his head. "Hmm..." They hummed while reading the measurement ,"Ah, One moment!" "Alright- HUH?!" Riddle jumped in shock as (y/n) hopped right out of their chair and flung themself into an abnormally large closet full of an insane amount of hats.

An avalanche of hats started falling upon the hatter and the boy jumped from his seat. “D-dear?! Are you alright??!!” He shouted. Once the sea of hats calmed there was a small humming coming from beneath the pile. Suddenly, hats exploded from the top of the pile. There out of the pile was (y/n) holding a crushed red velvet top hat waiting to be customized. “Riddle darling! I have the most wondrous hat for you! It is more awe striking than twelve dozen flowers singing a melodic tune, yes it is!”

Riddle panicked once again when he saw (y/n) jump out of the large hat mountain. He nervously held his arms out to catch them as they made a crash landing into him. With a loud bang, (y/n) fell right into Riddle's arms making him stumble back and fall on his butt. He yelped loudly as (y/n) fell right into his lap, hands still firm on the red top hat that they dug out from the hat mountain. "Hah, seems I've squashed this poor rosebud... Up we go now, wouldn't you like to fancy a new hat for tea time? A queen shall wear a crown no smaller than a tea mouse and no larger than a walrus, as said in your silly rule book!" (y/n) giggled heartily.

Riddle's smile softened and he rested his head upon their shoulder. He spoke softly with a sigh and wrapped his arms around their waist,”You are truly a rambunctious one…” (Y/n) rested a hand on his shoulder and pressed their cheek against the boy’s head. “And you’ve grown accustomed to it, I see!” The (h/c)ette teased. His cheeks grew flushed into a rosy pink. ‘I truly have…’ he thought. He melted into their warmth slowly.

(Y/n) looked down with parted lips, suddenly feeling a little calmer. Their eyes softened and melted ever so close to Riddle. They pressed a warm kiss onto the crown of his rose red hair. The boy gasped.”(Y-(y/n)!” He sputtered as his face bloomed a hot pink.

(y/n) giggled happily at his reaction,”What? A bird will not know affection unless it’s mate performs upfront, no it won’t!” They then pressed one final smooch onto the red haired boy’s soft pale cheek and hopped to their feet.

They held out their hand to him,”Let’s go make a lovely hat for you now, yes we should!” Riddle’s expression turned from one of shyness to a content grin. “Yes.. yes we absolutely should my dear!” He placed his hand gently into theirs and they shoved him to his feet with a force that nearly knocked him over. They scampered over to the desk and plopped into their seats, quickly getting to work.

A few hours later and some fingers nearly stuck together, the hat was finally done. Riddle sauntered out of their room with a new hat fit for the Housewarden of Heartslabyul and his partner happily on his arm. “A hat truly fit for you, Riddle boy!” They exclaimed. Riddle simply looked to them with the widest smile he’s had since forever. “Thank you…” He spoke under his breath. As if he couldn’t quite contain himself, he swiftly pulled them into him and pressed a kiss against their soft lips. And for the first time ever, the sweet hatter was left in an absolute daze. Their cheeks flushed slightly as they held a gummy smile on their lips when he pulled back.

The Heartslabyul students thought he was a little odd for wearing the heavily decorated hat, but hyped the two up nonetheless

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The sun was warm and bright, bright red roses decorated the bushes in the elegant Queendom, and it smelled of fresh fruits and baked goods. In the small elementary school the small children had been out for some tea time and recess. Children played and ate happily while conversing in a very poised manner clearly taught by parents and teachers. Some children though, not as elegant.

Little seven year old (y/n) ran happily among the bright green blades of grass. In the (h/c) haired child's hands was a small toad no bigger than a tea cup. It was slimy and green and covered in mud. Also terrified of being in the small troublesome child’s hands…

A small Riddle sat at a table with a few other small children happily drinking tea and eating scones. It was quite peaceful… until…

*BOOM*

(Y/n) burst through a play set, knocking down an incredible amount of toys with a gummy smile plastered onto their face. The frog sat surprisingly obediently in their chubby hands.”Riddle! Riddle! Look what I found! It likes roses just like you do!”

Riddle turned around in curious shock. “(y/n)? You’re muddy, let’s go inside and clean up, okay!” The small boy said in a soft voice. The frog jumped from their hands in a muddy splash onto little (y/n)’s chubby cheeks. “Aww, okay!”

Riddle’s own stubby hand grasped their’s gently before they could run after the frog, not caring about the mud and dirt coating (y/n)’s hands, and brought them in the classroom to wash their hands (with the help of their teacher of course).

Instead of bringing them to play, Riddle brought them for some tea.”Here (y/n), drink tea!” Before an adult could come assist, (y/n) happily grabbed the tea pot of warm sweet liquid and filled her cup. The child was not experienced in tea pouring obviously, so when pouring, they overflowed the tea cup into a large beige puddle on the table cloth. (y/n) plunked down the pot, nearly shattering it’s delicate ceramic,”Uh-oh! Big puddle, hehe!!” They giggled in a high pitched voice while splashing the tea around.

Riddle panicked a bit, “(y/n)! You can’t splash the tea around! It’s for drinking!” He hurried to get some napkins or something to blot the tea away. A few teachers rushed to grab something as well while (y/n) sat in their sticky mess. “Aww the tea got on my favorite socks ever ever! Look at them why don’tcha”(Y/n) shoved their feet right into Riddle’s view to show off the socks they wore. One had been pink and purple striped while the other was green and white flowers with tiny yellow polka dots. “Um, those are two different socks?” Riddle questioned.

“Mhm! They’re my favorite socks in the whole wide world!!!” They yelled happily, throwing their hands up to the sky and nearly knocking their cup to the grassy floor. “What’s your favorite thing?”

Riddle’s attention was piqued when their words came to him. He thought for a moment, “Hmm… I think it’s you (y/n).” He said quite softly. He was a shy young boy after all. On the other hand, (y/n)’s eyes were glistening. “Really? Me? Your favorite thing is me?!” it seemed like their smile was growing bigger by the second,”You’re officially my favorite thing too Riddle!”

(y/n) chucked their hands around the red haired boy, effectively knocking him to the ground. He hesitated for a moment. He’d never been hugged so affectionately before. It was new. He slowly wrapped his hands around them as well with a content smile. Little did the two of them know that in just ten years, they’d be the world to each other~

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The warm sun beat down vibrant rays of sunlight that made the fresh red paint of the rose bushes glisten and glitter. The small butterflies fluttered overhead in a dance of fleeting happiness while the students of Heartslabyul worked endlessly on their Unbirthday Party that was to happen in a few hours. Riddle made his way around the dorm, checking up on his students and getting in on the planning when he felt he needed to, even participating in making cakes (while threatening Trey not to trick him into adding a mysterious ingredient). There was much joy spread around the whole field. Everywhere you looked someone was smiling and having fun.

Riddle tried to have as much fun as he could, but he felt like something was missing. He was missing you. He’d sent out a letter to your home weeks ago saying that he would plan a special party for your once in a lifetime arrival at NRC, and that he did. The party set up was a success and your fiancé had a feeling his dorm members wouldn’t disappoint. They didn’t even know you were coming. Although, with Riddle’s tense shoulders and his grasping need for perfectionism more than usual, they had a feeling something interesting would happen. “Man, Rid-rid seems off today, doesn’t he Trey?” Cater sighed while painting his share of the roses.

“Yeah, I don’t even know what it could be…”Trey pondered, his paintbrush thick with red glossy paint mindlessly stroking the white roses. "Does the guy have a girl who's coming or somethin'? Doubt it!" Deuce giggled as Ace retorted,”You think the dude gets girls? You must’a been dropped on your head at birth Juice…” Trey and Cater sighed as Adeuce bickered to each other.

"Y'know I remember he was always around this one girl when we were kids. They seemed even closer to each other than me and Chenya were to him. Maybe it's her?" Trey spoke aloud to himself. "That guy had friends? Let alone a girl friend? That guy's wayyy ahead of me in the dating scene..." Cater sulked. The green haired boy laughed at him and continued his painting,"I doubt they were dating." Cater laughed to himself, "Imagine if they were though? Hah! That would be tots funny!"

As if on que, Riddle showed up behind the two third year boys. "Trey, Cater. Please get the King's Chair and place it besides mine. Thank you." When the two boys turned around at the sound of his rather monotonous voice, they saw his cheeks a light pink and the tips of his ears a scarily bright red. Trey and Cater looked at each other with a small smirk, then back at Riddle. "Yes, Housewarden."

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Riddle stood idle behind the heart shaped doors of Heartslabyul, awaiting his debut and the arrival of his fiancé. His hands shook slightly while he played with the hem of his suit jacket. There was a sudden crunching of grass behind him, slowly picking up speed as it approached him. "RIDDLE! Oh my love how I've missed you!" A (h/c) haired girl suddenly swung her arms around his neck, sprinkling little kisses onto his cheek and jawline. The boy's face suddenly turned a rosy pink."(y-(y/n)!" He stammered at her body suddenly hitting his.

"I got all of your letters. I was SO excited to come to this Unbirthday party of yours! What do you think of my dress?~" (y/n) did a small twirl, showing off the frilly red dress and rose embellishments. His face softened and a smile formed on his lips."It looks lovely on you, dear," He spoke "The party commences in a couple of minutes, would you care to walk down with me?"

His hand enveloped hers warmly and her eyes glittered."Really?! Of course!!" She smiled as she hopped into his arms. His hands softly circled around her pulling her in as she pressed a sweet kiss to his lips.

The erupting sound of trumpets filled the air and diverged their attention from each other. Riddle extended his hand once again, and (y/n) put her hand in his happily. There was a sudden crowd of chanting coming from outside the door,"All hail our leader... The Rose-Red Ruler!" Trey and Cater stood at the doors. Their eyes widened at the sight of THE Riddle Rosehearts holding his soon to be wife's hand. Of course, they had no idea they had been engaged, less that they were even together. (y/n) simply waved at them with a kind smile before walking out with Riddle hand in hand.

"His grace, his excellency: Dorm Leader Riddle!" The two made their presence known as they walked out. Suddenly the crowd of students voices wavered slightly. Some looked around in confusion while some had pink cheeks and whispered things to their friends. "H-hurray, Dorm Leader Riddle...?"

The red haired boy and the (h/c) haired girl looked at each other with wide eyes, then laughed loudly at the reaction of his dorm members. "Haha! Love, they really did not expect this, did they?" (y/n) cackled as she clutched onto her stomach like this was a big inside joke. Riddle chuckled beside her, covering his mouth with his hand,"They truly didn't, my rose." He composed himself with a soft smile and continued walking to his designated chair at his grand table.

The short boy pulled out the much smaller King's Chair for his beautiful fiancé. Once seated, the two admired the bright scenery as if this was completely normal to the rest of the students. "Ah yes, the roses are bathed in red, the tables are bedecked in white," He turned to (y/n),"A completely flawless Unbirthday party, don't you think, my rose?"

"Oh my love, you know anything you present to me will be of utmost perfection in my eyes!~" She squealed happily. Trey and Cater ran up to the two and sat down in their own seats at the table. "Hey Rid-rid, we didn't know you had a #wifey, who would'a thunk?" Cater spoke in his normal cheery tone. "Yeah Riddle, you didn't even tell me about her. I assume we're way overdue for an introduction." Trey smiled.

"JUICE HOLY SEVENS YOU WERE RIGHT!-" "DUDE WHAT-" Ace and Deuce shouted as they knocked into one another from shock."Boys, would you please behave for once in your lives?" Riddle sighed while (y/n) giggled next to him. "Well, I assume since you're all close with Riddle it would be best to introduce myself! I'm (y/n) (l/n)- or well, (y/n) Rosehearts soon!" She said while holding Riddle's hand upon the table. There was an absolute ROCK on her finger, they all started at it's glittering shine with wide eyes. It was a medium sized clear diamond with petite rubies on the band. A dainty gold band, nonetheless.

The four boys at the table nearly choked on their tea. "Wait... so that means..." Deuce aimlessly tried connecting the dots in his head. "We are engaged, yes. Set to be wedded once I graduate." Riddle spoke with a confident smile. "Don't worry, you're all invited!" (y/n) smiled.

"How, out of anyone here, did RIDDLE get locked into a relationship before anyone here..." Ace sulked. "How did you get away without telling me about this though? Usually you come to me for everything." Trey questioned with a small laugh. "Well we'd been arranged to marry since birth. She's been here all my life, I'm surprised you didn't notice Trey?" The red haired boy replied.

"She's totes a cutie Rid-rid! We should take a pic (n/n), Magicam will love you!" Cater yelped happily "Of course-- get over here!" Cater wrapped an arm around (y/n) and squished into her while making a cute face; (y/n) following suit, before quickly flashing the camera. "Perf! You're so photogenic girl. Let me tag ya!" Once he got her Magicam user, he jumped back into his seat and muttered a bunch of random hashtags like "#mrs.rosehearts" and "#red-tyrants-queen"

Once getting situated back into her plush seat, Riddle turned to (y/n) with a calm smile and eyes filled with adoration,"How have you been enjoying yourself, dear?" (y/n) smiled brightly,"How come you haven't invited me to Heartslabyul more often? If you must know, this is the most fun i've had in a longgg time. The Queendom of Roses gets lonely without you, you know?"

He took her hand in his and brushed her knuckled softly through his glove. "Well then I shall continue to make arrangements for you to come over here more often." He brought her hand up to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles, her eyes crinkled as she blushed a light pink and her smile grew."I would love that dear."

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The Unbirthday party was going swimmingly. Everyone was full of joy and laughter, there was no Tyrant ordering people around, the food was delicious, and the air was shining and light. "Dear, I'm heading to the restroom for just a moment. I'll be right back." Riddle said to (y/n) who sat prettily in her King's chair. "Of course darling, be quick!" she spoke with a warm voice like the sweet honey Riddle enjoyed putting in his tea. He then pressed a small kiss upon her forehead and made his way inside the dorm house.

Little did the students of Heartslabyul know, their sweet and kind (y/n)’s attitude would sour the second her red-headed fiancé was out of her sight. Once Riddle was completely hidden from view, her aura darkened. It was like a pitch black storm cloud completely blocked out the sun in just seconds. Her warm smile became strained and her posture tightened. She gripped the end of her pleated skirt,”So boys, I got many letters from Riddle these past few weeks...” Trey, Cater and the Adeuce duo turned to her at the sound of her voice. They felt uneasy. Before they could ask if she was alright, she continued.”Care to tell me why and how Riddle Overblotted..?”

Suddenly and without any warning, the girl became dark and ominous. The air was heavy; pressing down on every single Heartslabyul boy. "U-uh, Miss (y/n), it really was an accident-" "No yeah uh, we totally didn't piss him off at all..." "Bro why would you expose us like that??" "He's perfectly fine now (n/n) and I think that's all that matters... I hope." The four boys sat at the same table as her stammered endlessly. As much as they tried to figure out a way to excuse themselves, (y/n) came back harder and stronger making them shrink back in fear.

"Oh, you don't need to make up excuses... I know everything..." She said in an eerie whisper while snapping her head to the first year boys who were sweating their butts off in fear and practically shaking under her piercing (e/c) gaze. Her chaste smile was nothing but terrifying. They'd never seen a woman flip the switch on her warm and soft demeanor while still smiling happily. The whole yard of boys went silent. "You all truly have nothing else to say? My my..." She trailed in her sweet voice. "You do this again... and it'll be off with your head on my accord, got it?"

The boys nearly fainted. Every single one of them hurried out of their chairs and made it a point to bow in deep fear. "Y-yes Ma'am!" She laughed bitterly. "Very good, let the party resume!" She clapped. Suddenly, that gummy smile was plastered back onto her face while she cut herself a few slices of various cakes and tarts and other desserts. The students nodded hastily and wearily went back to eating and conversing.

(y/n)'s eyes sparkled as her red haired fiance made his way back to the party. He felt the strained feelings in the air and looked around at his fearful students who were much quieter than before. As he walked closer to his designated table with his five favorite people, he saw that his sweet little angel (y/n) was sitting and eating desserts with an adorable smile on her pink lips. Around her? Terrified Adeuce and a scarred Trey and Cater.

He sat down next to his fiance hesitantly and she began going on her sweet little rants"Oh Riddle dear, Trey really did make the desserts so well! I remember you took me to his bakery for our anniversaries, we should totally have him make our wedding cake shouldn't we?" They girl spoke happily while chomping down another bite of the creamy cheesecake.

He smiled at her, then hesitated to speak,"Absolutely my dear, but I have a question... Why are the students in shell shock..? Did something happen whilst I was away?" Riddle questioned in deep concern. "Nothing happened! I just had a quick chit chat with them. Right boys?" She looked at the four boys next to them. They quickly muttered "yes" and "yeah"s under their breath and looking down at the food in their plates.

Riddle sighed then let out an airy chuckle. He gently brought the young lady's delicate hand to his lips and pressed a kiss on it, trying to calm her nerves. The boy found it easy to read his fiance. Knowing that she'd scared all of Heartslabyul into having nightmares of her tonight? It's safe to say he was a proud future husband.

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- Since Trey has two younger siblings, is the Vice Housewarden of Heartslabyul, and helps his parents run their bakery, I’m sure he LARGLY appreciates the softness and calmness of your aura after a long day of serving customers, protecting the peace in his dorm and listening to his siblings cause chaos

- Your vibe is much different from his rambunctious life, it's like soft buttercream frosting on pillowy cake layers

- As you're a mer-person, he'll often find himself figuring out how to make desserts or food from a part of the Coral Sea that you're from

- He may occasionally go down to the Mostro Lounge and take a look at the menu; maybe even asking Azul or a chef about the food as well

- I can also see him researching the types of food Tiger Sharks like to eat in his free time-- he just really enjoys a new challenge PLUS getting to bake things for you!

- Besides his love for baking, he also adores the way you'll chase him down for kisses or affection

- Tiger Sharks can become quite cuddly when given attention, you often nudge him while he's busy for some hugs or any type of physical affection

- He loves getting to pet your head while in your merform while you swim near him in water

- Speaking of your merform -- He enjoys going to pools or the sea just so you two can spend some quality time playing in the water

- He'll race you until you both are too tired to move since you're such a fast swimmer

- If you ever end up in a tank somewhere like Octavinelle, he'd visit you whenever he could because he loves your soft attention and the cute bubbles you blow out of happiness when he visits

- You keep his life incredibly calm even though you're not as human as him

- You're like his personal breath of beachy air and it will eternally bring peace to his life after having to become the Heartslabyul dorm's personal parent

- You're definitely the person he goes to when he's feeling overwhelmed or irritated, or just feeling heavy emotions in general

- Having a soft shark to playfully yet gently nip at his fingers or shoulders while cuddling oddly soothes him more than one would think

- I feel like he'd also have a fixation on your teeth as he does the other students in his dorm especially if you have a few rows of teeth

- Odd head cannon, he'd probably stare at your mouth while you're eating or brushing your teeth just because he finds it fascinating LOL

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- You and Ace had been best friends since elementary school, ever since then you've rarely been caught apart

- You two would actively be jumping into one another's pool every hot Queendom of Roses summer and snowball fighting in huge puffy and warm jackets during the winter

- Watching him grow into the young man he is now caused your heart to stutter all the way back to middle school. For him it was the same

- He would occasionally catch himself staring at you for too long, only to label it as admiration for his best friend

- Even in your preteen years, seeing Ace with his past girlfriend caused an eerie twinge in your heart that you'd yet to identify...

- Well, until the present time

- You both went as far as to even getting into NRC which was basically a commitment to your friendship as if knowing each other since you were learning addition wasn't a commitment already

- From racing each other down the slides on the playground to who could get a higher score on a Potionology test, you were an iconic and inseparable duo

- The type of duo where if for example, you were out alone, people would ask where Ace was and vice versa

- Even when Deuce got added on to make your little chaotic trio, people would recognize the duo in the trio (not that any of you noticed, obviously)

- Considering you're probably much smarter than Ace, you two have daily study sessions that eventually turn into something completely different

- Usually spilling tea about random kids from your home town or from school or prank calling the people you two debriefed about from middle school

- On days like today, stormy and gray clouds covered Sages Island

- The two of you were under plush blankets in Ramshackle on a slightly dusty couch

- Thousands of papers scattered across the coffee table that none of you paid much mind to, mostly focusing on the English assignment in Ace's lap

- His hands were raking through his fluffy copper hair while he grumbled, flopping himself over onto you as he usually would

- His head would end up on your lap or shoulder while he would whine about not wanting to do anymore work

- You'd laugh at his unwillingness to continue working while playing with his hair

- There was an occasional poke at his sides every time he would try to squirm around in your lap

- You hope he doesn't realize how pink your cheeks are, that your chest is rising and falling a bit faster, and hoping he doesn't heart your heart practically pouncing out of your chest like you can

- His lips pout in complete seriousness, asking why you'd be laughing at his pain

- You could try your hardest to be annoyed with him right now, but how could you when his lips are pouted so perfectly that it makes it hard to look away... or lean in... (who said that? must've been the wind)

- "Ace c'mon, you gotta get up and finish this." You say with a smile peaking through

- "But likeee I don't wanna get off your lap. 'M comfortable, how dare you try and make me suffer even more. This is an abusive relationship- ACK-"

- Before he could continue, you kindly rolled him off your lap and to the ground

- "THIS IS ABUSE I'M CALLING (your mom's name)-" "DON'T YOU DARE CALL MY MOM"

- After some quick banter, you two lock in... kind of

- He's finally starting to get the excerpt of some random book Trein assigned in class with the help of you

- You're both sitting close together, leaned in closely which wouldn't be a problem if you two didn't have manyyy unsaid emotions bubbling up between you two

- Ace could feel his brain turning to mush every time you spoke while he felt the warmth radiating off your cheeks

- It got way too much for you both. After years of having these bubbling up feelings, the proximity was nearly overstimulating

- Ace threw his head back onto the plush couch with a huff and placed his hands over his face

- "What's wrong now, it's just like one more question Ace, you're doing good so far." You words of encouragement were enough to send him flying into a new universe but for now he'd have to sit close to you and pretend he's not trying to level up your friendship without making shit awkward

- He shook his head,"We gotta talk about something right now."

- Welp, now shits awkward

- Bro RARELY gets serious yet now he's in the presence of his huge ass crush and can't hold himself back

- "Well uh, what do you wanna talk about? You're lowkey scarin' me right now Ace"

- He can't even look at you, let alone turn his body to you

- "Y'know we can't keep imagining things aren't different with our friendship right now."

- "What do you mean?-" "You know exactly what I mean (n/n)."

- He finally turns to you, cheeks and neck a striking pink. His eyes dart to the floor, the papers scattered all over the place, anywhere that isn't you

- The air is so tense around you it's hard to breath

- "I know what we've both been thinking of.. don't play dumb." He grumbles

- "It's about our feelings, right?"

- He hums low in response, clearly too embarrassed to say anything

- A ping of confidence strikes through your body making your hand wrap around his own sweaty palm

- His eyes draw down to the feeling of your hand intertwining with his, a mischievous smirk replacing his pout

- "Damn, you like like me?" His giggles fill up some of the awkward tension between you two for a moment

- "Oh, don't act like you're not feeling the same way" You mutter just soft enough for him to hear

- His smile becomes wobbly after you call him out. He's suddenly a puddle of jello

- And, just as usual, he throws himself onto your shoulder,"Sooo... what does this make us?"

- "Well I don't know Ace, ask me to be your partner first maybe?" You tease sarcastically

- "You make me work too hardddd" He whined

- After a small glare from you, he complied,"Fine fine, will you be my partner?"

- Hearing those words come out of the mouth of your best friend since childhood made something explode inside you

- Your body went all mushy and sloshy against his, humming in affirmation with a giddy grin

- With your hands still intertwined and being inside each other's bubbles, it was only natural for you two to lean a little closer, squish your bodies nearer

- He pulled you by your hand gently,"There's no going back after this, got it?" He mumbled against your lips

- You didn't even give yourself time to answer, going right in and molding your lips against his slightly chapped ones like they belonged there

- It was quick, just a peck, but it left you two utterly breathless

- Ace's hand flew over his mouth and you looked like you were holding back a squeal while you pulled away

- It settled in, you and your childhood best friend were now dating.

- "Soo uh... does this mean we can stop doing work today. My brain has melted enough." "Nope! We lost too much time, now we gotta get back to work Mister!" "UGH FRICK YOU-"

- Your relationship didn't really change at all

- The friendly banter remained, the tickle fights and play fights remained as well except now they involved kisses and terrible pet names that would make you both cackle so hard you'd have to stop the fighting to clutch your stomachs

- It also meant even more sleepovers, and who wouldn't want to have more sleepovers with their best friend?

- Now you'd get to spend the rest of your life arguing over the stupidest things ever with the love of your life, aka, Ace freaking Trappola

- And you two still pissed each other off to no end. That part will never go away, you're welcome (y/n)!

(when your mothers found out, they both audibly screamed "I KNEW IT!!")

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The warm sun beaming down into the Savanaclaw dorm was bright. It was nearly 6am — aka, when (y/n)’s lazy lion of a boyfriend had to get up for school. Obviously Leona never ever got up at that time. No matter how loud his alarm was he would sleep right through it with no problem. And that was only on days when (y/n) wasn’t around.

When they were around though? Leona would rather skip school and stay cuddled up with (y/n). The poor tiger would have to slip away from Leona’s death grip on them while trying to wake up. This day was like no other. The breeze coming through the windows cooled down the humid room (y/n) and Leona were asleep in.

There was a chime of the lion’s alarm at 6:00am from his phone, effectively waking up (y/n) from their slumber. They rubbed the grogginess from their sharp (e/c) eyes and flicked their tail at Leona. “Babe… wake up.” Their raspy voice spoke. The man growled, flicking his tail back at them. (Y/n) patted his back gently,”C’mon… we’re gonna be late… again.” Another growl rumbled from his chest. His head nuzzled further into the crook of their neck in protest.

(y/n) couldn’t even get up to shut off the alarm, so there they laid. Under their giant lion boyfriend, a headache growing from the blaring sound of the alarm, and the hot beaming sun causing them to feel uncomfortably sweaty. “I need to take a shower baby… get up…” Leona squeezed (y/n)’s waist tight,”Shut up Tiger… lemme sleep..” He grumbled into their shoulder, smelling the sweetness of their skin that lulled him back to sleep.

“Stop sniffing me and get uppp, I’m getting sweaty.” (y/n) groaned. Their arms were practically pinned to their sides as Leona readjusted his sleeping position. He wrapped his arms not only around their waist but around their arms aswell. (y/n) flicked their ears in annoyance, a growl rumbling from their chest. “Don’t start growlin’… I ain’t gettin’ up, yer comfortable. Sleep.” He said almost like a whisper while he completely invaded the poor tiger’s space into a sweaty cuddle.

“Fine…” The tiger mumbled. Somehow (y/n) slipped their arms out of their boyfriend’s grip. They fanned their face a bit, then placed a hand on Leona’s head, the other on his back. As they ran their fingers through his hand and down his bare back, a deep purr bubbled from his throat as they both fell back into slumber together.

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- He finds your luck quite amusing! But even so, there's still an obvious sense of worry whenever your luck decides to strike again

- He giggles his wheezy laugh as you trip over thin air for the thousandth time then instantly apologizes

- He especially likes watching you crash out over any insignificant problem that occurs as a result of your shitty luck

- He'll sit there and giggle endlessly while you complaining about how you fell down the stairs and got your hair caught on the back of a chair, then broke multiple freshly painted nails on the door your hand got caught on as he cuddles you in bed and takes care of you

- He'll probably get you something small to eat like a snack to cheer you up then right after you accidentally drop it on the musty dusty ground

- if you happen to be super clumsy and get cuts often, he’ll come to the rescue with a few bandages and patch you up as quick as possible!

- since you have such bad luck with something as simple as walking through empty hallways, he carried a few bandaids with him wherever he goes just in case

- you often find yourself getting into accidental fights with Savanaclaw students, most often they're because you're a cat and they're all some type of big predictor beastmen, so Ruggie has to talk your way out of the scary situation where you almost got your tail bitten off!

- if you have any interesting cuts like somewhere on your ears or tail from a bad tripping accident or just cutting yourself, I feel like he would find it really interesting and want to know that back story of those little cuts

- your grumpiness is something he finds very endearing, the way your lips form a pout or how your ears will flatten against your head, even the stiff twitches of your tail are so cute to him

- whenever your luck catches you again and you forget something for class or something you had to finish for a class, he does his best to help you complete it even if he’s kinda clueless on what the assignment is about

- when you come to his dorm after a long day of being thrown around by the universe or whatever god is up there praying on your downfall, he’ll bring you the half of his doughnut he saved for you and cuddle until you purr yourself to sleep (finally, peace… until you wake up and you’ve fallen off the bed. Now your back is sore.)

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"...In return for this favor I'm providing you, you must give me your time as a worker for the Monstro Lounge for 3 months, do we have a deal, Prefect (Y/n)?" Azul's smooth voice said. I didn't really know why I was in this room and why I was asking Azul for help with bringing my grades up. I knew it was bad news to be around him, but it was so hard not to! I thought I knew better than to sign one of his contracts but I guess not seeing the situation I'm in right now...

The Tweels stood menacingly next to the door of the VIP Lounge with their sly smirks pulling at the skin on their cheeks. Octavinelle, why do you have to be so fucking scary! My hands shook a little while staring down at the golden sparkling contract laid on the desk between me and Azul, reading over everything I was about to get myself into. I was really about to sign 3 months of my life in Twisted Wonderland being a server for the Monstro Lounge, huh?

I could barely talk as the hesitation ran through my whole body. Azul sat expectantly waiting for me with his while gloved hands clasped in front of him on the table. His perfectly snide smirk pulled at his lightly flushed lips and suddenly I just couldn't stop looking... AH I mean I was just staring from his face to the contract! His eyes bore into my skull and I felt just a small shiver run down my spine that went all the way down to my toes.

There you see him
Sitting there across the way
He don't got a lot to say
But there's something about him
And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the octopus...

I heard a song from behind me that felt like it was pounding inside my head, yet it sort of sounded like Jade and Floyd, perhaps I was just hearing things.. my cheeks flushed as I looked at his lips longer than I had intended to. Why couldn't these feelings just rest!"This contract does not need to be signed now if you're feeling hesitant to do so. We can always come back to it tomorrow." His voice broke me from my trance as he probably took note of my suddenly frazzled state.

Yes, you want him
Look at him, you know you do
Possible he wants you too
There is one way to ask him
It don't take a word
Not a single word
Go on and kiss the octopus...

My cheeks flushed to a bright red"O-oh, no it's okay Azul! We can do it now! Could you just... uh... reread the contract?" I said while my hands jolted around me in a shy frenzy, my face pink from embarrassment. I heard a bit of snickering from behind me and I turned around to see Jade with his hand over his mouth and Floyd biting his bottom lip with a dopey grin on his face while glancing over to Jade. I grumbled, physically deflating while they looked at me with their grins and clearly held back cackles. I turned back to Azul with my deadpanned expression and he smiled at me. "I'll reread it dear Prefect, come sit."His hand motioned for me to sit back down, his voice sounded just a tad bit gentler, or... was I hearing things?

His voice was quite enchanting. It was smooth and the way he spoke left me on the edge of my seat just wanting him to keep speaking. Although he kept reciting the contract my head just couldn't focus on the words for the life of me. His suave, deep voice practically glided through my ears and it was just so attractive... maybe signing the next few months of my life away to work for him wouldn't be as bad as I thought? After every few sentences he peered up at me just above his glasses. His silvery eyes made my heart skip a beat. It seemed he noticed how hot my face was because a grin formed on his face, turning his cheeks a light shade of pink as well. The tension in this room made my whole body feel like it was on fire and my hands grip the arms of the plush chair he coaxed me to sit in.

Sha-la-la-la-la-la
My oh my
Look like the Prefect too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the octopus
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Ain't that sad?
Ain't it a shame?
Too bad, they gonna miss the octopus

He finished the contract reread with a grin still plastered on his face, "So, dear Prefect, is it a deal?" He scooted his chair closer, his clasped hands moving even closer to my side of the table. My hands moved on their own, clasping and moving closer to his hands making an inch gap between them. My lips parted and suddenly they felt incredibly chapped. My throat dried quicker than a drought and suddenly speaking without stuttering was impossible. "A-ah um... Yeah!"There was hesitation in my voice and a heavy stutter, I was sure he would notice.

Instead of ignoring it like he would his other clients, he chuckled, "My my (y/n), are you alright?" His white gloved hand pressed against my clammy stiff hands. I felt his thumb rub gently against the top of my hands, suddenly my anxiety and fear subdued and I could finally get out of my head. "Yeah I'm fine Azul... just a bit flustered, is all." I sighed. "Mmh, I could understand." He smiled. "If you'd like we can perhaps call this off for another day?" He looked deeply into my eyes, his hat tipping just over his brows.

Now's your moment
Floating in a blue lagoon
Prefect, you better do it soon
No time will be better
He don't say a word
And he won't say a word
Until you kiss the octopus

His hand slid between my previously clasped hands and he brought his other hand closer to hold my hands in his. They were warm through the cold white leather of his gloves. "Actually... I was thinking that maybe we could make a new contract?" I muttered. His brows lifted "And what is this proposal, Dear Prefect?"I shifted in the seat and brought myself just a bit closer to him, our noses a couple of inches away. "Perhaps... I could spend every weekend sharing a candle lit dinner with you and in turn... you call me yours?"

I never knew I was that bold, but here we are. My face heated up a considerable amount at my statement and Azul's face turned a bright pink. He slipped one hand away from mine to adjust his glasses while his other hand tightly gripped onto mine. "W-well, Prefect, that is certainly a bold statement." He adjusted the collar of his shirt and his lips formed a wobbly smile that seemed a lot more sincere than his mischievous grin while I was signing the contract.

He took a deep breath to compose himself,"...Would you like to sign this contract in signature or in a kiss, dear (y/n)?" I giggled at his cheeky remark,"A kiss, obviously! Gosh, I've been staring at them this whole time" I jumped from my chair and pulled Azul's hand to drag him closer to me. Our lips were so close to touching when we suddenly bumped our foreheads in the heat and adrenaline of the moment... "O-ouch!" I yelped. We both grabbed our heads and hissed at the pain while two eels snickered behind us. We glanced at each other with shy smiles.

"How about we try again, (y/n)?"He adjusted his glasses once more. I smiled and without further words I leaned into a shaky kiss on his surprisingly soft lips. I pulled back with a hand pressed on his shoulder while his rested stiffly on the top of my arm. We stared at each other wide-eyed.

Behind us, the Tweels high-fived at their achievement. "YAHOO! Ya finally did it Azul~ How ya feelin'? Did ya like our singin'?"" Floyd slurred while slinging an arm around his shoulders. "Yes, It's been a pain watching Azul float around with these feelings hidden under the surface. I'm pleased to see these results." Jade spoke calmly while creeping up behind me.

"Would you two make yourselves productive? I have a treasure to spend my time with."Azul said and dragged me off to his room, holding my close as if he was showing me off to the deep sea of Octavinelle students. I was a sputtering mess... "Azul, were those two really singing that whole time..?" I shuddered and suddenly felt like melting in embarrassment,"Yes, (y/n). How else would I have set the mood during our contract signing?" He said as if it was common knowledge. I was practically melting...Who knew Azul was such a charmer?

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- This man is so annoying when it comes to swimming with you

- Once he finds out you’re a cat AND you like swimming he’s ecstatic

- He’ll drag you into the water with him by the waist (or by the tail if he feels like being cheeky) so you can swim and race each other

- Since you’re of the munchkin cat breed, your much shorter than he is, making you easy for him to pick up and plunk into the water

- He also loves towering over you in an attempt to spook you (he may or may not have a bunch of scratches on his arms from scaring you…)

- He definitely enjoys spooking you in water when you go on your nightly swims with him in the dimly lit up tanks of Octavinelle

- What can he say, your reactions are very entertaining even though he has a new scratch every time!

- Because of your short limbs, you’re also slower in water than he is

- He enjoys grabbing you tight and zooming around in water with you

- He’s a bit too enthusiastic about your height…

- You’re very cuddly with him, but he enjoys your love bites the most

- Cats are prone to giving bite with affection and I feel like he’d love your teeth a lot

- He’d also give his own love bites while laying on your plush chest — grabbing your arm or moving his mouth to your shoulder to nibble affectionately

- He’s willing to spend all his money on new bikinis/swimsuits for you so you can keep going swimming together

- Your cat anatomy is very interesting to him since it’s much smaller than the rest of the cat beastmen/woman he’s seen on land

- He’d definitely find it endearing

- He’ll twirl your fluffy tail and pet your small soft ears whenever he feels like it, most of the time when your angry and he feels like teasing or calming you

- Every time Jade finds you and pulls you into the water, everyone’s concerned

- Everyone stays away from the Leech Twins so seeing a small cat girl getting dragged into water by Jade is literally terrifying

- People are only settled when they see you giggling and playing in the water with him

- They just need to mind their own business while you get chased in water by jade like you’re getting hunted… playfully

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Gym was grueling. I had zero idea how to fly a broomstick so participating in that was basically a no go. I had no magic so a broomstick wouldn’t just start flying whenever I tried. It was kinda disappointing I couldn’t use magic, but I guess that’s what happens when you get thrown into a world with magic, right?

Luckily in gym though while I was boiling out in the sun, I had close friends to keep me company. Even more lucky, I had Jade with me, and he was a bit wearing of flying a broomstick like all the other Octavinelle students. He was always a joy to be around! He jogged towards me as the class had begun,”(y/n)! I see you’re standing idly by. Would it be alright for me to join you?” He smiled softly.

“Yeah of course!” It was almost calming talking to Jade. Sure he was super ominous and lowkey scary sometimes, but off the Mostro Lounge job he was just kinda… normal? Well, not completely normal, he was still spooky and mysterious. But he would dabble in his hobbies more. Almost every time we found each other in conversation he’d report about his new mushroom findings. Today was like no other.

“There is a new poisonous fungus I must inform you about. Trichoderma cornu-damae, also known as the poisonous fire coral. As the name entails, it has a similar appearance to bright orange coral found in the Coral Sea. Quite interesting!” He said with delight absolutely radiating off him. It was sorta spooky how he had such an interest for the deadly mushrooms roaming around the wonderland. I wonder… does he use those on misbehaving students during contract signing? ‘Scary’… I shuddered at the thought. I noticed all the students flying overhead in the sky. I giggled to myself at the Heartslabyul freshman who was absolutely out of control on his broomstick. He looked kinda familiar though… Blue hair and everything…

“It is part of the—“ BONK

“Ack!—“Oh great. Right at my head. The rickety Heartslabyul student flew straight into my head.

The student, now identified as Deuce, straight up panicked while I laid on the grass, completely out. “AGH FUCK I HIT HER!!! Holy shit what do I do oh my sevens oh my sevens oh my sevensss……” Jade was flabbergasted. He was quietly shocked while picking me up slowly. His hands were under my arms while he laid me over his shoulder. “I’ll have (y/n) go to the nurse. We should get her there quickly.” He said to Deuce.

Poor freshie was still shaking in his boots from the aftershock of literally hitting his best friend and knocking her out. “Y-yeah yeah okay… I’ll go tell Coach Vargas.” With that, he practically sprinted off to Vargas to inform him of what happened, hoping and praying he wouldn’t get kicked out of NRC for this.

Luckily for me, Jade has scarily long legs. His speed walking ability was impressive. He bolted straight over to get me the treatment for whatever the heck just happened. Hopefully I wouldn’t be concussed… hopefully.

After what was most likely a few hours, I groggily woke up with a bandage wrapped around my head and Jade sitting silently next to me. I slowly sat up, a sudden headache pounding against my skull, “Ugh…” “Oh my, you’re up!” He spoke pleasantly, clearly shocked. “What the heck happened…?”

He sighed,”Well, young Deuce Spade hit you with his broomstick. Currently, he is being scolded by Housewarden Rosehearts for his lack of broomstick flying safety education. Apparently, he had been skipping class with Ace Trappola and missed plenty of lectures for quite some time.” Oh yeah, that definitely sounded like something those two would do… I don’t doubt Jade was telling the truth. “Yup, that definitely sounds like the truth..” I giggled. Jade smiled back at me.

Then, a sudden bright glint his heterochromic eyes. “Now where was I, ah yes. The Trichoderma cornu-damae is part of the Hypocreaceae family which means-“ Oh yeah, he was no where near done with his fungus talk. I don’t mind it though. I could never mind it<3

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(Y/n) just hung up the phone call with her father. Her deeply distressed and worried father. Surprise surprise, they'd just gotten off a call where (y/n) suggested she bring over her boyfriend for dinner! Her boyfriend being none other that the infamous Floyd Leech~

Crewel was physically quaking in his expensive fur coat.

His most chaotic student, dating his dear daughter, COMING OVER FOR DINNER??!! IN HIS HOME??!!!!!! Absurd. His finest china plates would NOT be taken out this dinner. The call was full of papa Crewel repeating,”Pup, are you really sure you’d like to have him over for dinner??” And obviously (y/n) would respond with,”Dad, I’m bringing him over whether you like it or not! See you at 6pm!!” and hang up the call before he could argue it.

It took a while to fully convince him this would be at least a mediocre idea to have Floyd come over. A few hours and promising that she would take out the dogs on her own was sure to do the trick. When finally getting Divius on board, he was already making dinner two hours before the couple came. He created a deliciously expensive thick slab of steak garnished with various vegetables. A truly classic meal. He did have to chase off a dog or five from getting the food before anyone else did — they really were well trained, but any canine would jump at the chance to eat such well prepared meats!

Once he finished setting the table, the doorbell sang happily to the Crewel household. Divius sauntered over to the door. “Hi papa!” (y/n) smiled joyfully. “I brought Floyd just like I said!! Come here babe!" The young woman whispered while grasping the hand of her scarily tall boyfriend. He stood with a slanted yet cheery smile and in a clean navy blue hoodie and jeans. He even wore the sneakers he recently bought as opposed to the shoes he wore to his basketball practices. How fancy of him~

"Hey Beakfish, what's up?" Floyd spoke in his normal playful tone. Divius had developed an angry vein on his forehead."It is Master Crewel to you, pup. Just because you are in a relationship with my daughter doesn't mean the title will fall." -- Is what he would've liked to say had (y/n) not interrupted him before his mouth could open,"We should go sit down, right? We have lots of catching up to do!" The girl knew how her father was, and so in order not to have any mishaps or problems, she would have to interrupt... just a little bit...

The three sat at the table, Floyd a bit more clumsier than the Crewel family. His long muscular arm swung around the back of (y/n)'s chair lazily, ”This food looks real delicious~ Usually I only get ta have a chomp of this fancy stuff at the Lounge before givin' it to the customers!" He said with a toothy grin while practically salivating at the food before him. "Ah...Very interesting..." Divius grimaced. (Y/n) sweatdropped, ”You know, the dinner’s getting cold. Let’s eat and talk later!-“ “Dinner can wait Puppy.” Divius said, clearly not interested in eating just yet. His strict grey eyes fixed on Floyd who sat fearlessly in front of his girlfriend's father.”Enough of this small talk. What are your intentions with my daughter, Pup?” …Why is he suddenly gripping the butter knife next to his plate?

“Oh, Shrimpy over here? Oh yeah I like her, I think I’m gonna keep‘er forever!” He said ever so casually with a sharp toothed smirk. Divius was somehow caught up in his words, not expecting it out of the eel. It pleased him to hear the boys words, so much so that he ungripped the butter knife and swirled the glass of red wine in front of him before taking a sip. "Hm... And what are your plans for the future in terms of career paths? I should have you know my daughter will only be allowed to be in a relationship with a man able to fund her expensive lifestyle." "DAD STOP!-" "Oh hush Puppy, you know I will only ever allow you to live a rich and happy life drenched in designer," It was clearly no secret that Crewel enjoyed spoiling his daughter..."Anywho, back to the question." He said, turning to Floyd.

"Uhhh I dunno Beakfishy. Imma just go where the tide pushes me, y'know?" He spoke casually. This boy was going to be the death of Crewel. Oh... there he goes with the butter knife again... The man was biting his bottom lip to hold back any unsavory comments to his choice of lifestyle, Floyd is still his student after all. "I see... And what are your plans after graduating from Night Raven College?"

"Man I'm tired of all of these questions! Can we eat now or what?" Crewel froze up, looking like he was about to leap over the table. He quickly grabbed the bottle of red wine in the middle of the table and filled his cup to the brim."D-dad.. you can stop now..."(y/n) sweat-dropped. "I'm quite fine Puppy." He said firmly. He took a quick swig of wine straight from the bottle."Eat, the food will grow cold any second now." He waved. "Aw yeah Beakfish man, you're the best!" Floyd stabbed his fork into the juicy steak after scrapping the vegetables off of it. His sharp teeth chomped through the piece of meat quickly, leaving a bit of a mess around his mouth.

"Geez, this stuff's GOOD! How'd ya make this, do ya got any more? Babe, can I have yours?-" "NO! My steak..." (y/n) said defensively before scarfing down her own steak before Floyd could get his fork to it. It left a mess around her mouth, matching his own messy chompers. They looked at each other and cackled happily. Crewel just kept a loooong sip of wine going while watching his daughter and her impulsive boyfriend play fight over food, completely forgetting every lesson of lady-likeness he taught her. The man had to be drunk to be able to watch this and let out even the faintest sigh of a chuckle. But before his red wined descent, watching his daughter so happy with this rather odd merman boy made his heart flutter... just a bit...

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Floyd was not having it today.

Nothing was going his way, he almost chomped a customer’s head off for telling him to fix his attitude, Azul tried restraining him(he got out somehow), he hadn’t had anything to eat in hours, AND even worse, his mermaid was nowhere to be found! He was stomping around the lounge with a scowl on his pale face. Everyone in the Mostro Lounge staff was on edge now.

Azul is panicking trying to whip Floyd back into shape but even he’s weary of the many moods of Floyd… He only has one option and it better work. Getting (y/n) in the mix.

It was known to every student in NRC that Floyd was tough to deal with, but for some reason there was only one person who could calm his storm. It wasn’t with the power of her words though, it was purely physical. That being said, the girl otherwise known as the gorgeous (y/n) in all her glory, couldn’t talk. Her communication came straight from body language and things written down in her notebook. A hobby of hers consisted of finding rare or unusual trinkets. This meant, to Floyd’s happy advantage, that she introduced him to something wild and new every single day without fail.

Today was like all the others.

Azul quickly dragged Jade to the side, insisting he message (y/n) right this instant! “It will be good for the economy of this restaurant.” He says.

Jade did as told knowing how delighted his brother would be. He’s even taken a liking to her as a friend or sister in-law as her knowledge of minerals and plants nearly exceeded his own! Jade swiftly texted, "Good evening (y/n). Floyd seems to be in one of his moods. Would you be a dear and calm him?”

Like clockwork, she responded,”Of course! I’ll be down in a sec :))”

There was a couple of minutes of silence while Jade and Azul waited for the quiet girl. Azul was pacing around like he had ants in his pants and Jade giggled at him.

Her steps were gentle and quiet with a loud jingling sound accompanying it from the trinket bag in her shoulder that was half her size. (y/n) approached the boys happily and with a big grin. Azul exhaled after unconsciously holding his breath,”Oh thank goodness you’re here (y/n). Floyd is causing quite the ruckus and the Lounge is at it’s limit. You’re our last resort.” He rubbed his hands down his face and pointed to the moody eel who looked like he had a thundering storm cloud above his head. He was stomping around and refusing to assist any customers or staff members. He had an unmistakable pout and his arms crossed over his chest. The (h/c) haired girl couldn’t held but put a hand to her lips like she was holding back a giggle.

She skipped her way over to Floyd who somehow didn’t seem to notice her yet. Well, not until he stomped his way over to making eye contact with two sparkling (e/c) eyes that were looking right up at him. His irritation hadn't subsided though. He grabbed his girl from under her armpits and threw her over his shoulder, already running to his room. (y/n) waved at Azul and Jade as Floyd left with her; Jade physically had to hold Azul back from chasing Floyd back into working...

Once in his room, Floyd slammed his door shut, tossing (y/n) onto his bed and flopping down next to. It didn't take long before he was throwing off his hat and suit jacket, grunting about how annoying it was to wear the uniform. Whilst Floyd was busy kicking off his shoes and laying down with an arm covering all light from reaching his eyes, (y/n) sat happily unpacking her bag of treasures. She lightly tapped his hand to get his attention. "What'dya want mermaidie?" He said with a bit of a growl. She held an intricately sculpted statue that fit in the palm of her hand. It was slightly chipped away and had lots of cracks. Additionally, she had an open notebook next to her. Every inch of the paper was covered in notes and descriptions and dates. When it was created, by who, what it's made out of and its history.

As he turned to her and uncovered his eyes, she eagerly showed him the statue. Her free hand was busy pointing out minor detailing in the marble and directing him to the notes she took on that detail. "Lemme hold it." He said. His breathing slowed as she happily placed it in his hands and let him turn it around and examine it. His brows furrowed as he got a close look, "Where'dya find this? Seems old." He muttered while looking from the statue and back at (y/n). Her hands moved quickly and a bit messily. It was clear how excited she was,"The bottom of the Coral Sea, near the Sea Witch's cove." She translated by pointing towards the notebook.

Floyd slowly sat up and hunched over the bag in front of them, sifting through random little treasures (y/n) found. His pout slowly subsided into a straight line. Not yet his normal toothy grin but much better his frustrated expression!

His eyes followed her hands and the trinkets she kept pulling out. It was like an overload of new things he’d never seen before. Her hobby was always unexpected, just like he loved. It wasn’t long before he was fully grinning ear to ear. And just like that, 3 hours had past by in a flash... 3 hours the two of them should've been on the Mostro Lounge floor.

Floyd adjusted his position from sitting across from (y/n) to placing her in his lap and laying himself on her. He was absolutely delighted. "Mermaidie, show me what else ya got in that bag!!" He giggled while literally draping himself over her shoulder, squeezing her waist. "But we have to go back to work now, Floyd!" She wrote in a blank page of her notebook. She smiled as he groaned against her ear. "Nooo all those fishies are boring.You're gonna stay here with me." His voice was firm while he played with the strands of her long wavy (h/c) hair. As much as (y/n) tried, she couldn't not give into those heterochromic eyes that were practically pulling her in! It was like his own version of puppy eyes... would that be called eel eyes? Uhh, whatever!

"Fine... I guess we can stay here." She wrote, rolling her eyes playfully to which he squeezed her with joy. "YAHOO!! I get mermaidie alllllll to myself now hehe!" He let out a screechy laugh before falling back into his comfy bed and taking her down with him. Her (e/c) eyes widened with joy as she fell straight into his chest. "What should we do mermaidie... I kinda like sittin' here with ya. More than I usually like sittin' around and doin' nothin'!" He spoke playfully while nuzzling the top of her head.

She let out a small squeak at his touch and probably from how happy she felt being in her boyfriend's muscular arms."Ya squeaked Mermaidie! You're so cute, I could just chomp ya" Floyd cooed before literally chomping down on (y/n)'s shoulder.

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(y/n) and Floyd were... scary to say the least...

She was a jellyfish and he was an eel. When she was alone, people would assume (y/n) to be a calm minded and elegant young woman. It couldn't have been farther from the truth because when she was with her boyfriend, Floyd... and oh boy.

With her harsh zaps, his terrifying height, and their maniacal laughs that echo off the hallways after chasing some poor little NRC student around, no one was safe.

Everyone knew the scary Octavinelle couple. Not by choice, but because how else were they suppose to protect themselves?

It was like there was a dark and ominous aura around the two of them whenever they lurked around the corner and scoped out which fishies to squeeze and sting!

Today's target? Riddle frickin' Rosehearts.

The eerie couple had been cackling about some random kid in their previous class who'd been jumpscared by them from just turning around in his seat when they saw a red tuft of hair in the distance. It was no usual red, but a rose red. Target acquired.

"Floyd, you seein' what I'm seein'?" (y/n) whispered in his ear.

"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm seein' goldfishie~ hehehe!"

"I bet he's needin' a sting, don'tcha think Floydie?"

"I think yer right Jellyfishie!"

And with their new plan and target, they were on the hunt.

At sensing the two, the crowded hallways literally split around them to get out of a potential sting or squeeze...

Students physically shuddered at their sharp teeth while they both smiled playfully.

The only person who somehow didn't sense the two coming was of course.... Riddle.

He walked with urgency in his steps as he made his way to his next class. Books in hand and all.

With his back turned, Floyd and (y/n) snuck up like two preditors.

Once they got close enough, (y/n) stuck her index finger out in poor Riddle's direction. She quickly zapped him which effortlessly distracted the small boy. Whilst Riddle was turned to her, Floyd picked him up into a bone crushing and suffocating squeeze."Ack- PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!!! IT WILL BE OFF WITH BOTH OF YOUR HEADS IF THIS IS NOT DONE IN THE NEXT SECOND!!!"

The boy's face turned bright red in anger and the heart shaped strands of hair in his face practically stood up straight in rage.

(y/n) took this as a chance to be playful, bringing her hand up to the strands and twirling them in her fingers and sending little jolts to his body with her other hand. It was almost like a taunt, but in truth, the couple was just having fun with a fishie!

"Hey Riddlie, does your hair usually stand up like this when yer pink?"

"(y/n), CEASE YOUR PLAYING WITH MY HAIR!!"

"But goldfishie~ we're havin' fun!" Floyd giggled with the toothiest smile ever.

Their fun (Riddle's torture) would've went on longer had Azul not caught them on his way to class as well.

He sputtered at the sight of his dorm members/ insufferable friends publicly humiliating a fellow Housewarden.

"Floyd, (y/n). What... IS GOING ON HERE??!!"

"Playin'! Wanna join?" Floyd taunted. A lovely idea then slithered into (y/n)'s brain. Quickly, she whispered it right into Floyd's ear. There was a glint in the couple's eyes that Azul and Riddle did not like.

Floyd dropped Riddle (who made a mad dash to his class right after), turned to Azul and just eyed him down eerily. This didn't last long before the scary couple started a mad chase at Azul.

New target found: AZUL ASHENGROTTO

"W-WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING??!! AGHHHH----"

"We're it Zuzu!! You can run but you can't hide!" Nobody understands how (y/n) sounded so sweet screaming that at Azul while sprinting at him like she was starving for some octopus.

Floyd just cackled as usual and threw himself at Azul, knocking him down and screaming "YOU'RE IT NOW COME CATCH US HAHAHA!" and ran off after picking up (y/n) and throwing the jellyfish girl over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

My, what a normal day for (y/n) and Floyd!

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After a few hours of shopping, the two balls of sunshine were on a spending rampage. Other shoppers went from minding their own business to being completely invested into (y/n) and Kalim's versions of fun. The white haired boy had made his staff's arms turn into full racks of shopping bags stretching from elbow to wrist while they followed the two around. (y/n) walked in front with her big glistening (e/c) eyes moving back and forth from each store they passed by. Both of their eyes were caught by a beautiful poofy dress with rhinestones cascading down the front of the bodice and flaring out onto the skirt which took up the whole window it was displayed in.

"Habiti, look at that dress!" Kalim yelped with a smile. (y/n)'s eyes sparkled while imagining herself dancing in it under the moonlight with her beloved boy,"Oh my that dress is to die for! I just need it!" She gushed. The sparkling on the dress was no match for the sparkle in her eyes. "It would look gorgeous on you, we must buy it!" Kalim squealed alongside her.

"Oh Sugar, you're just too sweet!" (Y/n) said with a hand fanning her face and her cheeks flushing pink under her blushing makeup. Kalim held his thick wallet in one hand(she was happily spending his money) and giggled with delight,"Oh hush Habiti! You're so sweet, I get cavities from talking to you!"

They ushered themselves into the store and made a beeline to the enormous dress. They got an employee to help them and as soon as they got to the register with a bag half their size and being down 7k thaumarks, (Y/n) thought aloud “Say Darlin’, we should get you a lil somethin’ somethin’ to match! Oh why- that would be splendid!~” The energetic girl quickly grabbed her boyfriend’s hand and dragged him over to the “You have the best ideas ever! Let’s goo!!”

Once again, they moved their feet quickly to the pretty and somehow rhinestoned suits. How did (y/n) find such glitzy suits for Kalim? We will never know; that girl has a natural eye for the sparkles. The two weren't even looking at price tags. They saw something they liked and bought it without a second thought. Jamil would be absolutely floored after finding out the amount of money they spent on all of these fancy clothes just because.

For right now though? Jamil didn't need to know that they spent over 11k thaumarks on their new outfits.

With probably a hundred bags & boxes pulled on top of one another in his staff's hands, Kalim and (y/n) happily left the shopping mall. "Since we have new outfits, we should throw a party! What'dya think Habiti?" He said with a soft smile. (y/n) turned her head with wide (e/c) eyes,"Sugar, is that even a question? Of course we should! Come along now, we best get goin', I wanna have enough time to do my hair and makeup. Move those feet boy!" The (h/c) haired girl giggled as she dragged a cackling Kalim off once again back to the dorm.

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It was an early weekend morning like any other, Jamil was usually quick as ever to get ready for the day and make a ton of yummy breakfast. Usually.

Today though, something in him just couldn’t do all that. His limbs were heavy in the bed he laid in as he tried to rub any grogginess out of his eyes to wake himself up. It was to no use. He’d been worked to his breaking point for a while and this was his body telling him to slow down. He felt like he weighed a ton. But even so, he knew he’d have to inform Kalim and his girlfriend. He dragged himself out of bed, leaving the last bit of warmth his blankets provided him. He plopped down into his desk chair, curling himself into the warmth of his thick pajamas. He started with (y/n) first.

His thumbs pressed the keyboard on his phone slowly.”Hey Jewel, I don’t think I’m going to be working to-“ Before he could even finish the text he heard chaos coming from the living room of Scarabia. There was a feminine voice among the crowd of boys making way for her,”You boys better move outta my way before I smack y’all! I gotta get to my boy! I CAN SENSE HE’S DOWN!!! DON’T STOP A WOMAN FROM FEEDING HER MAN!!!” Oh, he clearly knew who that was. Part of him wanted to scold her for causing such a ruckus so early in the morning, but… Her actions and words made him feel a bit warm and fuzzy…

His door swung open, as ordered by some of his dorm members by (y/n). Her hair was up in a curly bun, clad in a melon green nightgown, she seemed like she’d just woken up as well.

That’s what he thought before she revealed two platters of beignets fresh from the oven, still steaming. Suddenly his room smelled like warm pastries and love.”Hey baby, I felt like you were sad so I brought some beignets. How are ya feeling?” He was practically melting in his chair at (y/n)’s sweetness.”I’m better now, I guess. Aren’t you supposed to be at work though?” Oh Jamil, just as doting as ever. He knew his girlfriend’s schedule like the back of his hand.

She glanced at him completely serious while placing the beignet platters on his desk,”I dropped my shift today to take care o’ you.” She pressed a kiss on his forehead,”You better get back in bed now, you hear me? I don’t wanna have you getting burnt out more than you are right now.” She spoke sternly, like a mother.

“Huh? But shouldn’t you be at work?” He said with brows furrowed. (y/n) shoved a warm beignet into his mouth to shush him.”You don’t need to be worrying about that. You should be resting!” Jamil would’ve protested more had he not been so exhausted (or had a delicious beignet muffling his words), so he let her bring him back to bed. He tried so hard to look upset, but he couldn’t help the wobbly smile creeping up on his lips.

(y/n) helped him into bed, cuddling up under the sheets right after. His head nuzzled into her neck, sighing against her warm fragrant skin. She smelled of flowers and baked goods. Her arms found their way around him, gently pulling him in and pressing a kiss on top of his long silky brown hair. Just before the two could sleep the day away, and door was swung open.

“Yo yo! Jamil!! Me and my Habiti went shopping, let’s have a party!” Kalim’s bright voice bounced off the walls as his girlfriend jumped up next to him.”We bought y’all some stuff too!! Let’s party (n/n)!!” The two giggled loudly together as two Scarabia students stood behind them carrying their mountains of boxes and bags. (y/n) nearly grumbled. “Sorry but, me and Jamil ain’t gonna be movin’…” Kalim’s girlfriend scurried forward, heels clicking against the floor,”What, reallyyyy? But a party would be sooo fun, don’tcha think (n/n)?”

(y/n) giggled softly at her best friend’s sunny personality,”Sorry girl, we’re gonna rest for the day, he needs it. You get that, don’tcha?” Her bubbly bestie nodded quickly and made her way back to Kalim,”Alright (n/n)! I’ll leave ya two lovebirds together~ Have a nice nap! We’ll have a party some otha time!” The two sunbeams skipped literally hand in hand off to somewhere else.

Jamil was just gobsmacked the entire time. He was surprised how well (y/n) handled the situation. While she spoke, he stared up at her with pure adoration. His cheeks were slightly flushed the whole time… He swore his heart grew two sizes bigger at the sight of his gorgeous girlfriend doing anything in her power to be with him. “Thank you Jewel… thank you so much…” He mumbled groggily into her skin. “Don’t thank me baby,” (y/n) smiled,”just sleep now.” He didn’t even need to say anything, he just nodded and fell right asleep into her soft arms. It felt like a silent ‘i love you’ as the two nuzzled closer into a deep slumber, clearly both exhausted from their hard work. He felt himself softening from the care he was receiving.

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It was rather calm today considering word had gone out that you and Rook were officially dating. Pretty much everyone supported you and absolutely shipped the two of you! It was honestly quite refreshing. You sat scrolling on your phone in bed when all of a sudden the doorbell rang. "Huh? No one told me they'd be coming over, I wonder who it is?"

You hopped to your feet and scurried down the stairs of Ramshackle, opening the door to see Vil looming over you with a large basket cradled in one arm and a black garment bag in his other hand. "Good evening, Potato. It has come to my attention that you're in a relationship with Rook, yes?" He said while slightly grimacing at the sight of you in over-sized pajamas and hair sticking out from every direction, plus the lack of makeup or skin care gracing your clearly exhausted face.

"Yup! Is there a reason you have these... giant packages?" Your eyes scanned between the items in his hands. "They are for you Potato. Now, scurry up to the bathroom. I must fix whatever's going on here." The man dramatically looked away as your current ensemble disgraced his eyes. In the name of fashion and all things beautiful, your outfit was a disaster, even for lounge wear.

He ushered you up to your bathroom as if it was his own dorm and looked around sadly at the minuscule size of the bathroom. "There are seriously no chairs, not even a stool?" He said, clearly shaken. "Yeah... Crowley didn't provide me with much so this is all I have." He nearly fainted. "Well, Pomefoire would never treat a young Potato to such impoverished dormitories and petite washrooms. Now, sit on the counter."

You propped yourself up on the counter and he set the basket of goodies next to you, unwrapping it and taking out everything while explaining them to you in great detail. "This is a toner, you must use it before every product you add onto your face." The bottle was dark purple, seemingly from his own brand. If it was by Vil, it was sure to work.

Along with the toner, he pulled out makeup removers, serums, moisturizers, eye creams, lip masks and balms, ect. The whole nine yards. "You will use these every day. If you need more just give me a call. I'm here to assist Potatoes like you in need of a makeover." You honestly thought he was just calling you ugly in the fanciest way possible, but whatever, getting to work with Vil was practically an honor! Especially since this was your boyfriend's best friend making sure you looked good for him.

"Now, we shall commence the makeover." Pardon..?

It was like he pulled the makeup bag out of his back pocket with how quickly he wiped it out in front of him. "Vil... What are you doing?" You asked skeptically. He looked at you like you were actively growing another head"...You thought the makeover ended there? Don't be silly Potato, you will need more than skincare products. Close your mouth so the foundation doesn't crease." He spoke after adding a cool primer to your face. He applied the light weight foundation to your face that was somehow your exact shade.

He held the bottom of your jaw up with his fingers while he patted it into your skin and blended it out flawlessly. "Suck in your cheeks. I must do the contour, blush and highlighter." He pulled out a few pallets and some bottles of blushes and contours and highlighters along with many different brushes and blenders you thought you've probably never seen before. He glided the brush with warm brown contour onto your cheekbones and along the sides of your nose, blending it into your skin with the faint red blush on his brush. He dusted shining white highlighter on the tip of your nose, brow bones, cheekbones and cupids bow. He set in the base with a setting powder that happened to go perfectly with your skin. How did everything match your skin tone so well? That was a question you'd never know the answer to. But knowing Vil's extensive makeup skills and Rook's obsession with everything possible about you, you had a good idea of how.

He muttered a small close "Close your eyes." before spraying your face with a setting spray. While your eyes remained shut he opened a pallet of neutral colored eyeshadows and shimmers. He gently applied warm browns to your lids, adding a dark purple shimmer to the center of them as well. He pulled out a smaller, more angular brush and tapped it into the black eyeshadow, adding it to your upper lash line and stretching it out like eyeliner. "Open your eyes Potato." He then grabbed a lash curler and went straight in. You didn't know what to do when suddenly seeing this new tool that sort of looked like pliers, so you stood still in fear. Luckily it was quick. He grabbed a bottle of mascara and wiped the excess off at the rim,"When I say blink, you blink." It seemed more of a threat than a request when he said it, but you followed his lead nonetheless.

He held the black garment bag in front of you. "The makeup is done. Put this on and meet me in your room." He shut the door with just those few words and you heard his heels clicking to your room. You sighed.'Beauty is... confusing.' You thought to yourself. Hanging the garment bag on the shower rod, you unzipped it. There hung a perfectly ironed Pomefoire uniform. The purple was deep and velvety and the pants were a shining black leather. It didn't have any shoes to go along with it, but you had a good pair of heeled boots that Rook bought you which would look perfect with it!

When putting it on, the pieces were confusing. You didn't know what piece was supposed to be added first or where each accessory went. You tried to remember what Rook's uniform looked like and how he would put it on in the morning when he would sleep over at Ramshackle. At last you came to the conclusion that it would be shirt, pants, that jacket/robe thing, and the wrap belt. Buttoning the shirt and wrapping the little ring holes around your fingers was a lot harder than you expected it to be. How on earth did Rook manage to make it look so easy?! The next step had been much easier. It was simply putting on the pants which you did with ease.

Then came the jacket. You had heard that Epel had a rough time putting it on to this day, so you hoped and prayed that this would just be a him problem and not a you problem too. You were wrong. It was 100% a you problem as well. You practically got tangled in the long purple fabric while trying to make it look perfect, then at one point you gave up. Vil would most likely nitpick at it for you and fix it on his own accord. Putting on the belt was no easier. It was once again a fight between you and the fabric. You felt pity for all the Pomefoire students who had to endure this pain every single day because this was WAY too much for a dorm uniform. It was like a puzzle, and you were absolutely lost doing it.

After a few too many minutes of being stuck in the bathroom and struggling on your own, you decided to get Vil's assistance. You shyly walked down the hallway with the floorboards creaking under your feet. You opened your bedroom door to find Vil going through your closets and dressers, grimacing at the clothes or lack of clothes you owned. You had only your school uniforms and clearly not enough clothes, four or five outfits max. Outfit repeating was an absolute must in your situation. "Potato, we will go shopping another day. This is clearly not enough to last you the rest of the school year. You're practically wearing threads!"

"Yeah, I haven't really had enough money to splurge on any clothes recently. I just need to get by with food and rent, clothes come second. Y'know?" You sighed out, a bit embarrassed at him shuffling through the few pieces you had. He looked at you gobsmacked and leaned a hand against the wall to stabilize himself. "...Are you serious?!" He said between deep breaths. He clutched his heart in true actor dramatics. "Uh yeah..." He shut his eyes to take in this newfound information."Potato, we will go shopping. Tomorrow in the first crack of sunlight. We both know you need it." He quickly shifted his eyes to the uniform on your body that was unfinished in assembling."The uniform has yet to be fully assembled. Why is that?"

"Oh uhm, I just needed some help with the belt.." Your voice lowered in volume as you explained your current predicament. He snorted a small chuckle "I see. Come, I will assist." He walked toward you and examined the whirlwind of a Pomefoire uniform that lay before him. He whisked the leather belt around your waist and tied the golden and red intricate rope around the belt easily. He adjusted the collar of the jacket and black shirt and made it look nice and sleek. "You'll wear this uniform exactly this way every time you step into Pomefoire, are we understood?" He said sharply. "Yeah Vil, but why should I? I'm not a Pomefoire student." You questioned. "Though you're not sorted into Pomefoire, you are in a relationship with the Vice. Therefore making you an unofficial member. You indirectly represent my dorm." He spoke as if common sense while his hands trailed from the collars of the uniform to your hair. He twirled the locks of your (h/c) hair in his fingers while he looked at it in clear deep thought, his brows furrowed.

"We must style this. Turn around for me." You turned around and he got right to work. The man didn't even need a brush to style your hair as perfectly as he was. He carded his fingers down the (h/c) strands of your hair and pulled them back. He pulled a hair tie and a few hairpins from his pockets and began his work of styling. He pulled your hair into a low ponytail and wrapped your (short/long) strands into a bun, setting them in place with a pin every time he wrapped a new piece. He would occasionally move to look at the front of your face and adjust the strands of hair that circled around your face quite messily.

Once he was done he styled your hair as he saw fit. He'd framed your face with your hair perfectly and completed the low bun that made every strand of hair sit perfectly upon your head. When seeing your final Pomefoire look, he smiled to himself. "Shall we go to Pomefoire and show you off to Rook now?" He asked, a bit more cheerful than before when he saw you in your comfy clothes since you now dawned the Pomefoire attire he had made specially for you."Of course! But... do you think he'd like me looking like this?"

He sighed at your lack of confidence like an older sibling, "Why would you discredit my work? He will fawn over it for years to come, Potato. Do think of yourself as lowly as an insignificant worm. Especially in Pomefoire attire. Come along, we are going." He turned towards the front door of Ramshackle, expecting you to follow. In a nervous state of wondering how your boyfriend would react, you followed."Ah, before we embark, let me apply this lipstick to you." He pulled out a wine red lipstick from his pocket and dabbed it on your colorless lips. "Perfect. Now, let's go."

~ In Pomefoire~

Once you stepped into the doors of the Poemfoire living room, you saw Rook keeping watch of the underclassmen including Epel. They'd been having a bit of fun while Vil was out of the dorm giving you a makeover. He'd sat on the plush silk couch with his back turned to you, giggling at the slightly rambunctious freshmen of his dorm. "Hi, my love! How's your day going?" You spoke in a sweet voice while calling to him. He turned around, disregarding what he was previously engrossed in and suddenly the world around him stopped and you were the only thing he could focus on. "Ah, mon amour, tu es très beau! Oh la la~ Magnifique mon cœur, absolutely magnifique!!" He spun you around in the air with glee, his hands firm on your hips as he smiled so big at you.

"Though your beauty as of now is absolutely radiant, I assure you that your style of over-sized lounge garments and messy (h/c) locks is much more endearing to me and ignites a fire in my heart no amount of matches and wood could come close to, mon trésor!" He spoke heartily before pressing a passionate kiss to your soft rouged lips. "Thank you Dear, Vil gave me a makeover before coming over!" You said with a smile while he placed you on your feet again with his hands gripping your waist gently."It was a challenge at first, but (y/n) is quite compliant to my help. They're a true Pomefoire student at heart." Vil said with a small smirk.

It was like Vil said earlier, Rook would be fawning over this look for years to come. He had taken a picture of you in his dorm's uniform and set it as his wallpaper on his phone. He printed it and framed it TWICE, putting it on the wall above his bed and on his vanity. He even put a picture of it in his wallet so that every time he spoiled you again he could see your beautiful face and effectively spoil you more. He made it a point to show every one he could, no student at NRC was safe from the wrath of Rook's undying devotion and love for you, and to be honest, you wouldn't have it any other way.

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- As much as he's jealous of his girlfriend's height and muscles, he's your biggest supporter

- He definitely asks about how you got your muscles so big and defined

- You can catch him staring at your arms or legs sometimes because first, you're the beautiful apple of his eye, and second, because HE WANTS THOSE INCREDIBLE MUSCLES AND THAT HEIGHT

- He'll find himself a little embarrassed or insecure because of that fact though

- Lucky for him, you're always there helping him get more protein and better gym routines so he can be big and strong (behind Vil's back ofc)

- When you're insecure about your height and muscles though? He DEFINITELY uses his small (and growing) muscles to size up the people making you feel terrible

- "Hey, y'all better scram or Imma get y'all's Housewarden ova here, ya hear me?!" He'll scream at 6 foot tall Savanaclaw students while literally winding up his fist for looking at you odd (you probably didn't even notice the looks)

- (y/n) please hold him back before he starts throwing hands...

- Since you're much meeker than he is, he will lovingly throw himself at anyone who makes you upset

- Just tell Epel the student's name and he'll drag them to their deathbed!

- He's a little confused you have so much muscle and don't take advantage of that with a little roughhousing ever now and then

- When he gains more muscle with the help of you, he'll suggest play fighting to see how much stronger he's gotten

- Only suggests it after seeing his arms become less twiggy because, and he hates to say it, he was just a bit intimidated by you when he first saw you...

- Think of it, a skinny 5'1 country boy in the presence of a tall, beautiful, muscular woman

- It was love at first sight basically

- He was still very shy around you for the first half of the relationship because TALL WOMENNNNN--

- He really loves taking you to his home because his family absolutely adores you and they show it by putting you to work (you're picking up a thousand carts of apples daily at his house...)

- He gets very shy when his meemaw tells you about how much he tells his family about you because you alr know he is sending HUNDREDS of letters about you and his time at NRC to his family, making sure to highlight the part where you're helping him grow muscle

- When Vil see's Epel's small muscles for the first time and you trailing behind him like a gorgeous and tall goddess you are, he can't even be mad at the little apple-pickin' boy

- Epel has the proudest smirk ever since that encounter with his Housewarden

- He's exactly where he wants to be in life... this is his dream life

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It was a rather warm summer night, the moon was shining and all seemed peaceful. That was until I got lost in my thoughts, walking and picking a delicate blue flower and landing myself on a bench in the garden of the Island of Woe. This was the perfect night to get lost in my thoughts. The only thing accompanying me was the cool breeze and the ruffle of leaves. I twirled the fragile flower around between my fingers, noticing how the flower's petals faded from a dark blue out to a light yet bright blue and all I could think about was him. A small grin formed on my face.

Oh, him... It felt so fleeting to feel this way, as if I was jumping on clouds with the wind in my hair... That was when I felt that feeling I was all too familiar with. I was in love... Ugh no.. I am not in love! I learned my lesson from the first guy this cannot be happening! I crossed my arms over my legs, propping my head up on my hand, I grumbled to myself "What's the matter with me... You'd think a girl would learn..."

I got myself up and walked around the garden. It seemed to be decorated with little cupids and statues of lovers, this was certainly an icky feeling... I sighed hopelessly while turning the little cupid from pointing its arrow at me to the other direction"If there's a prize for rotten judgment, I guess I've already won that..." I sauntered around aimlessly, passing a hedge of bushes"No man is worth the aggravation, that's ancient history... Been there, done that!" I flung the blue flower behind me in frustration.

As if on queue, a pair of big bright yellow eyes poked out from inside the bush. Suddenly, a determined Ortho popped out and caught the flower I tossed. He seemed to be giggling to himself, "Who do you think you're kidding! After doing a few scans on you, my databases tell me that big brother's the "Earth and Heaven" to you!" My cheeks flushed at his sudden interjection. I grunted as I plopped down onto a bench, holding my head in my hand's as I pouted... I can't really be feeling like this after just getting broken up with a few months ago, could I? "Don't try to keep it hidden (Y/n)! My scans can see right through you!" Ortho's child-like robot voice broke me out of my thoughts. "Oh no..." I moaned out while covering my face with my hands.

"You can't conceal it forever (Y/n), I know exactly how you're feeling and who you're thinking of!" He floated above me and dangled the flower beside my face in hopes I would catch it and just confess to these heavy feelings. I ignored the flower tickling my cheek and brushed it off of me. Ortho made a "hmph!" sound like he was determined to get me to say it. I stood up, feeling slightly ashamed for these not so new feelings,"No chance, no way! I won't say it, nope!" My frustration easily got to me. Why can't these feelings just pass!

Once again, Ortho kept pushing, "You're swooning, sighing, and your dopamine levels skyrocket when you're around Idia, all signs of being in love! Why deny it?" He had a point... but I won't say it!,"It's so cliche, Ortho! I just can't say i'm in love!" I walked away holding my arms close to my body. These feelings were so warm yet so uncertain... Ortho sighed and followed me to the path full of statues of lovers "I thought my heart had learned its lesson... It always feels this good when it starts out." I grumbled and looked up at all the statues while feeling a pang of loneliness I didn't know I felt until now.

My head was practically screaming 'Get a grip, girl! Unless you're dying to cry your heart out!' at me! I then felt Ortho's mechanical hand pat my shoulder and he looked up at me with those adorable big yellow eyes of his"You keep denying who you are and how you're feeling, but I'm not buying it! You practically hit the ceiling whenever the two of you talk!" I turned away from him and pouted, was it really that easy to see my feelings towards Idia..? "Facing it and owning up to these emotions will release a weight off your shoulders. And my databases are 101% sure you won't get rejected!" That comment made me feel... hope? Why was I feeling hopeful about this?! I can't believe myself!

"No chance! I won't ever say it!" I say stubbornly as I hop across pedestals that stuck out in the clear blue water of a pool. On the last pedestal I trip and nearly fall into the cold water! That's when a male's hand reaches out to me. I grab on and he pulls me onto the ground before I could fall. I looked at the hand. It was pale, bony and was larger than my own. I looked up at the man who owned this warm hand and it was none other than Idia.

"..Hey... Y-you good?" His awkward sharp toothy grin was really cute and I couldn't help but smile when I saw the pink tips of his blue hair going wild and crazy. 'Wow.. he looks really good in this outfit he was wearing though, I see his biceps and everything...I knew he had a sleeper build...' Shut up mind! I can't think like this... I smiled gently up at him and muttered a small, "I'm fine..!" I said as we both giggled awkwardly. I turned away, trying to hide my blush and he did the same. My hands brushed through my long (h/c) locks and I saw Ortho who seemed to be ushering me to confess because the Seven know Idia won't. He created a small hologram that had the words "Give in!!" "I can see that smile from here, (Y/n)!" He shouted at me. He put up a thumbs up for me to confess.

I covered my ears and shut my eyes as if I was trying to shut the whole world out. "This scene won't play Ortho! I just won't say it, get off my case!" I yelled back to him as I ran off to the fountain to sit and be irritated. I plopped down with a scowl and put my hand down on the cement to lean myself on my arm. The feeling of a stem was under my palm and I suddenly knew exactly what it was... the blue flower. I picked it up, smiling to myself in content as I put it up to my nose and smelled the fragrance. It smelled almost sweet, but perfect.

I touched the petals delicately with my free hand "Well, at least out loud I won't say I'm in love..." I held the flower to my chest and sighed, my body going to lay down on the edge of the fountain when suddenly I felt someone beside me. I heard a small "Eep!" from the person my head had bumped into and I turned around in surprise. "I-Idia?" We felt close.. too close for us to just be friends. "Uh.. Ortho sent me here.... Sorry... I-i can go if you need me too." And with that he started getting up, his hair going a bit more crazy than usual with the pink tint still there, even his ears were a light pink, his cheeks too.

I opened my mouth but nothing came out. All I did was suddenly grab onto his arm. I'm so gonna be embarrassed for this later... "Sorry... but don't go. Sit with me, Idia..." I felt my face heating up a bit, him clearly turning pinker as seconds passed. I pulled him to sit down next to me. "So... clearly Ortho wanted the both of us to be here." I mumbled. "Yeah..." He said while nervously playing with his hair that was glowing a brighter pink. There was an awkward silence for a moment. We didn't really have anything to talk about in this situation. I sighed. "I'm sorry for... being in love with you, I guess." My hand wrapped around his hands which were still busy fiddling with his flaming locks. My other hand sat in my lap, twirling the blue flower.

He choked on air for a moment at my sudden confession. Obviously he wasn't expecting it. "N-no! It-it's fine it's just... Idk.. I'm not used to this stuff..." At this point all his hair had been colored a bright fuchsia. "Well I am you could say... I'm just scared of being in love." He looked at me, then away from me, at my flower, then back at me. "... Why? You seem like that girl everyone wants... like some normie... couldn't ever be seen with me..." He muttered the last part under his breath.

I scoffed at myself," If you really want to know, I got my heart played with." I looked away as my shoulders slumped and I looked down at my hands. His silence made it awkward but I knew he didn't really know how to respond. "That's stupid of him...." I heard him quietly whisper to himself. I looked at him with a smirk, "Yeah, really was stupid of him. Glad you think the same, Shroud..." He squeaked and his face turned almost as pink as his hair.

"But you know, I'm past him." He looked at me with his bright yellow eyes that I adored so much. "I don't think I could be scared of love when I'm with you..." I said while smiling up at him. His deep blue lips parted as I got closer to him, our hands still touching as they went down together and leaned on the stone fountain. He picked up the flower laying in my other hand, and feeling bold, he tucked it behind my ear."...You know... (h/c) looks mega cool with blue..." I smiled at his words.

Without a second thought, my now empty hand went up to his jaw and I dragged him down to get closer with me. I crashed my rosy lips against his icy blue ones. Suddenly the whole world seemed to disappear. His hands froze in their spot but as the kiss deepened, his hands went to my waist, his thumbs rubbing against my sides while he pulled me closer.

We pulled away to catch our breath. I smirked at his now bright red face. "I love you, Shroud. Don't break my heart.." I said in a breathy tone. I already knew he wouldn't, I trust him with my life. "I wouldn't dare, πριγκίπισσα." We crashed our lips together once more, grabbing onto each other like our lives depended on it. And the rest was history~

(queue lil Ortho celebrating in a bush and watching them, then covering his eyes when the two start getting a little steamy)

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It was a simple ping of the phone that attracted the fire-haired boys attention. You, his girlfriend, sat in his bed on your phone, lazily staring at the screen which displayed a plethora of comments likes and dms from random people. Comments and dms varied from simply complimenting the bikini or your looks, to flirtier things like praising your body and asking for your number. Seeing these random people flooding your comments like leeches made him feel something in his gut that he was rather unfamiliar with. He grumbled at the giggle leaving your glossy lips while reading the comments aloud. It got exceedingly harder to focus on the boss fight panned out over his multiple monitors at his desk. That itchy, heavy feeling grabbed at his body and possessed it.

"(y/n), don't entertain those creeps..." He grumbled while shutting down the game on his computer and spinning his chair around to face you. Your tank top hugged each and every curve and piece of fat on your torso. Your shorts were so loose on your hips he saw the band of your panties peaking out. It pulled him in like a sailor to a siren's song. Your sweet voice added fire to the flame creeping up in his heart."Don't worry pretty boy, they know who I belong to~" You cooed. Twisting your body to face him, you raise your brow. The young man stood up with his head tilted slightly down causing a shadow over his glowing yellow eyes. His flaming hair grew furious and the tips became a magenta pink.

"What's wrong baby?" You spoke worriedly at his sudden change in demeanor."Nothing." He sat down uncharacteristically close to you on the bed where you laid in wait for him. His slender pale hands grabbed your phone which had your post still fully displayed for him. In the pictures, the two of you had gone on a trip to the Hero's Island beaches where it had been incredibly sunny and hot so obviously you wore bathing suits most of the time, but the one your body dawned in the post was his favorite by far. It was a black lace ensemble with small blue embroidered flowers on the top that cupped your breasts perfectly and small bottoms that were the same in design but had the prettiest little blue bows tied on the side. The way the bikini hugged every part of you perfectly was salivating. He was starting to understand why you were getting so much attention in this post, but he didn't let that stop his jealousy.

"I can see what these normies are talking about, but only I should be saying that..."He handed your phone back with shaky hands and looked at you through his wild blue flames. His hand crept closer to the fat of your thigh while your hands rested atop his, leading them to where you wanted."I know pretty boy, only my Idia can say that stuff~" It almost seemed like you were just teasing him to joke around, but he wasn't joking one bit. His cheeks flushed at your seductive words, you had him wrapped around your delicate fingers so tight. His chest heaved while tracing the moles scattered across the supple (s/c) skin of your thigh. The way your (e/c) eyes looked up at him through thick black lashes drew him in closer and increased his flaming desire. He had to show you how you were only his, along with all those creepy losers.

His hand went from hesitantly tracing your skin to gripping it, rubbing circles and moving to the fat of your hips concealed by loose shorts. Your knowing smirk only made him look away at the newfound shyness. Panicking a bit at you suddenly moving to sit up impossibly closer to him, he pulled his hand away. You smiled, moving up to his ear and grabbing his hand, placing it back on your hip,"Keep going Idia." It was as if it was a command. He followed your order eagerly, his touch growing more aggressive as he felt himself warming up and seeing your dominance over him waver and crack.

He grabbed your hips with both hands and slid you into his lap. His chest pressed against your own as he spoke a bit more confidently into your ear,"You're mine (y/n)." His voice was deep and clear as water to you. All he needed was that little mewl you squeaked out confirming his statement to get him going. His lips connected feverishly against your neck while his teeth grazed against it leaving behind bites and purple marks. Your hands wrapped tightly around his neck and pulled him closer at the sudden pleasure enveloping your body. His hands made their way to your waist under the fabric of your top while kissing up your neck and connecting your lips passionately. You felt your breath physically be taken away from you.

Pulling away to catch your breath, you look at him wide eyes. He lookes at you with a smirk and a needy look in his eyes while grabbing his phone and opening the camera app,"...Would you let me do this? Just a few pics... I wanna show those magicam idiots you're mine..." Idia had never been this bold before and honestly it surprised you, but at the same time it was just so sexy. Without a second thought you feverishly nodded your head yes and pulled him in closer by the top of his hoodie. Your fingers nimbly clasped the zipper and pulled it down revealing his stripped shirt that subtly showed his muscles. You tore the rest of the oversized hoodie off of his body and grabbed onto his bicep, pressing your slightly swollen lips against his.

His hands went back under your top, this time one was on your back to hold you in place while his other hand held his phone ready to take a picture of the two of you devouring each other's faces. He got the perfect angle where your practically melting into his body, chests against each other, lips connected by the glue of your love, and cleavage spilling out over your top. He dropped his phone to grasp your thin strap and pull it off your shoulder, revealing clear and glittering skin and a seductive white bra strap. His desire to pull off your shirt to feel you closer was so incredibly strong and he just couldn't resist. His hands grasped with unusual gentleness onto the bottom of your tank top and pulled it off you. He bit his lip. This was so much better than winning any boss fight. Staring at you in your white bra and hands gripping his biceps with that needy and flushed look, he heaved"Fuck..." Grabbing his phone once more, he pointed it at you"Lemme take a pic of you. Pose for me, pretty girl." His hands shook while capturing this sensual moment. The way your chest heaved and those little noises left your mouth made him feel like he was in paradise.

Following his previous action, you traced the top of his sweatpants, trailing your hands to the end of his own long-sleeved shirt. He stared at you wide eyed while his hair went completely pink. He wasn't expecting this out of you. You pulled his shirt off with ease and revealed his pale skin that rippled with soft muscles. You dipped your head down to his neck, leaving behind a trail of delicate purple splotches. His hand tangled in your hair while the other got busy playing with the small blue bow attached to your bra between your breasts. Your body pressed closer, moving his hand to cup your supple breast in his hand and giving it a generous squeeze. Next to his ear, your pitched whimper made him roll his head back"Shit pretty girl, keep doing that..." Little did you know, his fingers were busy on his phone recording each and every noise you made as a result of his hands and mouth.

When you pulled away to fill your lungs with air again, he tilted your head up with his fingers to capture the purple bruising and bite marks scattering your neck and shoulders. He pulled down both your bra straps to save the memory of your pure skin being decorated with his markings. He smiled at you as he finished making a secret album on his phone of all the pictures and videos of you"...You're really gonna post that stuff?" You asked quietly. His smile faltered a bit in shame, "I mean, I don't need to post it if ya don't want me to." You smiled at him and giggled softly,"Post it baby, show them I'm yours~" You say in a teasing tone while crawling off his lap, making sure to press your chest near his face to tease him further.

And with a quick peck on the lips you grab your tank top and slip it back on. "I'm gonna go grab some snacks for us, brb pretty boy!" After cheerfully closing the door, Idia turned into a red flushing mess. He stared at the door, then back at the sensual photos he collected from before. "Damn... that girl really is mine... yus!"He cheered silently to himself as he hit post on the pictures he selected. He bagged a baddie and she was all his to show off, mark up with his teeth, and rant about his nerdy interests to, what more could this man ask for!

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The cool and slightly damp autumnal breeze flowed through (y/n)'s hair. It had been a rather damp evening as the rain had just ceased. Why had it been raining you ask? (Y/n) was upset being all alone in their dorm. It was practically a shell of a dorm from the amount of holes and cracks fled through it, and (y/n)'s low feelings created such a rain storm that a few roof panels had flown off! They stood at the fencing of their rickety dorm, clothes drinking the rain drops scattered on the dark metal. It was dark and silent with only the whispers of the wind catching their pointed ears. It was calming yet hollow, like something was meant to fill the hole where something once was in their heart. Everyone either feared or fell silent around (y/n). 'Why couldn't someone just... want me...' They thought while connecting thick raindrops with the pads of their fingers. A gust of wind strong enough to make the birds fly from their nest shook the trees and (y/n)'s body. Their large tail hadn't even been swaying back and forth as it would usually. Rain drops coated their horns and tail like diamond tears.

Green flickers of fire were riding every gust of wind that touched their face. It danced on their eyelashes and absorbed into their skin. It felt warm to the touch, like a hug. (y/n) welcomed it, albeit hesitant to accept this new embrace. The flickers of green embers grew with every passing second, then a flash of green lights emerged from the front of Ramshackle's fencing. A tall man with winding black horns that pierced the foggy sky. His face was not identifiable to them, but just from his back they knew who it was. The dark and feared Malleus Draconia. His appearance matched effortlessly with the somber setting surrounding the two. (y/n) looked to him, their pure and more delicate appearance becoming a large juxtaposition. It made them almost feel self conscious.

Malleus's hand felt the small drops of water coating the cement brick fencing, dragging his hands to the black metal propped atop the bricks. (y/n) had never before seen such a revered dragon like themself, much less Malleus standing just a few miles away. Of course, they'd spoken to the young prince a couple of times, but they'd concealed their dragon form from him. Not intentionally, it was just that word had gotten out about (y/n)'s true form and he'd never been one to follow the gossip surrounding mortals. Since finding out about (y/n)'s dragon form, people left them. They were too scared to be associated with a dragon even one as pure as them.

Malleus suffered the same fate. Both his status and his species drove people the other way. He was often left alone with only Lilia, Silver or Sebek to keep him company. Even then it never seemed to fill the gaping hole in his chest. Coming to Ramshackle for his daily walks would remove that pain even for just a bit. The two were alone, yet they hadn’t yet figured out a way to be together. There’s no true cure to loneliness after all. They were mentally two worlds apart. It was as if the idea of a feeling of company filling the cup loneliness emptied was set in front of the two yet they didn't drink. They couldn't even bear glancing in its direction.

In a sudden impulse, (y/n) glimpsed at the enticing cup.

Malleus did the same.

Their feet moved across the cobblestone, pacing slowly towards the tall male without a second thought. They stopped abruptly at the sight of him walking as well. He took a long stride across the stones beneath his feet, wet and slippery from the prior rain. His posture hadn't weakened. He seemed as stiff as ever. 'He is like the tall bamboo trees from my home..' (y/n) thought nostalgically. They sighed, curling their hand and manipulating the water off the dead blades of grass into whirling and dancing shapes.

While walking around the gloomy dorm, Malleus found himself feeling a sudden bright and lightweight feeling. Something strong yet pure. It felt like it was dragging him in but he had no clue what this new pulling feeling was coming from. There was a sudden curiosity in his movements, shifting his head in multiple directions slowly while keeping his poised expression and stature. His eyes followed, suddenly finding an illuminating figure in his trail of sight.

They had the aura and glow of a pure white light and a long scaled tail that dragged lazily behind. They had branch like horns sprouting atop their head, and gorgeous flowing hair getting gently played with in the breeze. There was something so familiar about them. Like this was someone he'd known before. His eyes traced the figure in deep thought. He walked closer, as if this was a risk worth taking. Like he needed to know who or what the figure was.

His feet moved with a hint of urgency. They guided him towards the figure that he made out to be (y/n). Their (e/c) eyes were wide open with uncertainty as were his. Seeing Malleus so vulnerable and confused was a new discovery in itself. But to Malleus, finding that you're in fact a dragon, exactly like him, made his lonely heart soar. He couldn't even find it in himself to try and hide that fact."Child of Man, it seems your're not so human after all..." Not even his normally monotone voice could hide the growing smile on his lips as he spoke.

"Yes, that I am not. I'm a White Dragon, royalty of the West Sea in my home land..." Their voice dragged off."...I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.." Their words fell under their breath in shame. A light drizzle fell like the tears that had yet to muster from their shining (e/c) eyes. Malleus shook his head with a chuckle that shook them from their thoughts. "Do not fret, I don't mind. I presume coming out about this was much too distressing to handle alone, no? Let me shoulder the burden with you." He held his hand out, reminding them that he was there.

They shivered,"N-no Malleus I just- I can't... What if it were to take a toll on you as well?" A small chuckle rumbled in his chest from their anxieties. His hand forward. "You forget that I myself am just like you." He took their delicate hand in his. "I go through these challenges the same way you have, let us carry them alongside each other." They hesitated. "Do you really believe that would be okay..?" (y/n)'s soft yet piercing eyes glazed over Malleus embracing their hand. It was warm once again. Like the flames he breathed. Like the ignition growing in both of their hearts.

"I do not mind one bit, Child of the Sea. My heart has drawn closer to you all this time. Being an output to your worries brings much contentment."His thumb brushed the top of their hand gently. 'Was this a confession..? No... I'm overthinking.' (y/n) thought hard. They felt a sense of companionship between them. "I've felt drawn in as well... but why are you telling me this, Malleus?" (y/n) was clouded in their own thoughts. He exhaled, a few green embers of fire flew from his lips,"This form of yours is something I wish not to part from. It has captured my heart. It beats for you at a pace I am not yet familiar with, fast and loud, like it is inside my ears." He dragged their hand to his chest, feeling the thumping of his heart.

An airy gasp left their lips. The drizzling rain stopped and left a jewel-like finish on both of their horns. Was this the end of their loneliness? Was this really someone who wanted them? Was this a dream? A million thoughts raced through their head, lips parting ever so slightly. Malleus's face faltered a bit."...You are not mandated to accept these feelings of mine if you are nonreciprocating of them-" "I-I..." Malleus paused at the sudden soft stutter in (y/n)'s voice.

"..I feel the same." Their soft lips spoke just above a whisper. A sudden firework set off between them and suddenly Malleus was pulling them in by their arm. He closed the space between them into an intimate embrace. His arms wrapped around their body like they would disappear if he loosened them by a hair. His fingers tangled into their (h/c) hair, lips near their ear "You truly mean that..?"

"Yes.. Malleus." Their arms draped over the tall man's neck. Their sudden feeling of loneliness started subsiding. They felt the weight of that nagging burden fly off their shoulders. And suddenly, that gap in their heart was filled. Filled with Malleus, his company, his new found love. The same applied for him. He felt that gaping hole in his heart suddenly fill up with their voice, their presence, everything about (y/n). Neither of them would ever let go. Not ever. They found each other, and in them they found the same souls, same struggles, same everything. Two dragons of contrasting elements made no match for the magic conjuring in their hearts. Their love defied all.

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It was day one of trying to get Sebek Zigvolt’s romantic attention.

Although I just came to the world-crushing realization I had a crush on that big guy, I was going to do anything in my power to make him mine! First Operation: Damsel in distress!

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“Ace, this is kinda stupid…” (y/n) sighed heavily while crouching behind a wall peering into the next hallway. “Oh shut up, you’ll live, now when he comes past that corner you run and trip over that bench. Then you fall and hurt your ankle!” Ace said with pride like it was the best idea his tiny brain could form(it was). Before this, the two had scoped out Sebek’s schedule for the whole week prior to this and where he goes after every 5th period of the day. He would turn the corner at the end of the hallway to go to his potionology class. “Literally what the fuck…”They deadpanned. This plan involved hurting themself? Great Ace, great. The things they did for love… “Do I actually need to hurt myself? What if he steps around me, or even worse… Malleus shows up…” (y/n) grimaced. “You’re gonna be fine (y/nnnnn) stop worrying so much, its annoying.” Ace groaned and flopped himself on (y/n)’s shoulder like he was the damsel, in which they shrugged him off.

Before (y/n) could say another word, the thumping of heavy thundering footsteps approached near the corner… The two sat wide eyed and panicked for a moment before Ace shoved (y/n) to their feet and practically propelled them forward into a staggering run. At this point tripping over the bench would be completely unintentional, but at least it would look a bit more real? (y/n)’s foot successfully got caught on the leg of the bench and they fell to their knees, effectively scraping them up. Not only was their ankle swollen and throbbing but they also gained cuts on their knees, thanks Ace. “O-ow!” They yelped out as the mint haired young man turned the corner to find (y/n) on the ground with tears in their (e/c) eyes.

“HUMAN, WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS TOMFOOLERY???!! Sebek boomed. “RISE TO YOUR FEET THIS INSTANT!!!! LORD MALLEUS SHALL NOT SEE YOU IN THIS STATE AND NEITHER SHALL I!!!!!”He demanded and dropped his books aside, aiding the now beat up (y/n) to their feet. Their legs wobbled, one much more in pain than the other”Sebek… I don’t think I can walk… Could you help me?” They batted their eyelashes through the tears filling their lower lash and the throbbing pain in their ankle. This plan HAD to work!

They clutched their hands against the fabric of his blazer and tossed their head to the side as if they truly were a frail and fragile damsel. The tips of Sebek’s pointy ears flushed a light pink."Y-YES I SUPPOSE AS YOU'VE INJURED YOURSELF IT IS ONLY CORRECT FOR ME TO FULFILL MY DUTIES AS LORD MALLEUS DRACONIA'S KNIGHT!!!!" His gloved hands effortlessly wrapped under their knees and back, supporting them as he charged toward the nurses office. (y/n) turned back to Ace who they flipped off as a thank you while getting carried away by their knight in shining armor.

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Day two of trying to get Sebek Zigvolt's romantic attention.

Since operation one was successful to a degree where he did what we thought he would, we had to come up with a new plan to find out his feelings and make him mine. He was such a dreamy, chivalrous, handsome, and ohhh so attractive boy- anyways. It was off to Operation Two: Call Him a Cute Nickname!

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”What if he doesn’t like it and he stomps me…”(y/n) sweat-dropped as they walked through the hallway, limping a bit from the previous operation. Ace hit them in irritation”YOU’LL BE FINE.” It was only operation 2 out of 5 and Ace was already tired of (y/n) doubting his amazing love advice. Deuce followed along this time but (y/n) wasn’t sure how much he could help in this situation… “Call him something cute, not what Ace said. Crocs would probably do the opposite of what you want.” The blue haired boy said rather wisely for someone so aloof. “Dude, Crocs would’ve been fucking hilarious though!” Ace whined at his idea being chucked out the window. “Shut the hell up Ace, if I could think of a nickname for you it would be some shit like Stinky Bitch” (Y/n) retorted while laughing. “Hey, I don’t stink!” "I like how he ignored the bitch part 'cause he knows he's a bitch." Deuce cackled.

"Should I call him, like, Sebby??-" "HUMAN THAT IS NOT MY NAME!!!" an erupting voice from you-know-who shouted. The three idiots jumped in horror from Sebek's surprise attack. In shock and horror, and using their self defense skills taught by Vargas, they swung their fist into Sebek. Before it could even graze his face, he caught their fist with his fingers wrapping around it."HOW UNBECOMING, HUMAN! ATTEMPTING TO ATTACK A KNIGHT OF LORD MALLEUS DRACONIA IS INCREDIBLY IDIOTIC!!!" He shouted, (y/n) swore they saw a hint of pink on the tips of his ears and cheeks. "I'm sorry! But you gotta admit, Sebby's a cute nickname. Don'tcha think, Sebby?" It could be categorized as flirting at this point they way they spoke to him, but that was too forward! This was just... light teasing?

"H-human... YOU'VE TRULY OUTDONE YOURSELF THIS TIME.... PROVIDING A FAE WITH A NAME RATHER THAN THE ONE GIVEN BY BIRTH IS UNFORGIVABLE-" "Well you call me 'Human' so... technically you'd be breaking that rule too!" (y/n) said in a tone that sounded rather cheerful despite literally being launched into the next dimension from the sheer volume of his voice at this new name bestowed on him.

"Ah, I see, you've bested me JUST THIS ONCE!!!!" He emphasized the end with a ridged finger pointing in the air. (y/n) noticed how their hand was still embraced in his leather clad hand tightly and smiled. "Does holding my hand make you more agreeable? I haven't seen you agree with me so easily until now Sebby!" That sweet smile of theirs made Sebek almost malunfiction. His face went a bright raspberry pink and he sweated profusely while ripping his hand off of theirs and attaching it to his side. "N-NO, THAT WOULD BE A DISHONOR NOT ONLY TO YOU BUT TO MYSELF AS WELL!!! THAT IS BUT A FIB HUMAN!!!!"

And with that, he sprinted off leaving a cloud of dust behind him. He had been pink from his hairline to his neck and they swore they could hear his heart beating out of his chest, plus the sweat dripping down his forehead. They turned back to Ace and Deuce who stood awkwardly"... Is that a win?"

"I don't even know man..."Deuce questioned while looking at Ace for input.

"Maybe? Crocs was PINK, my guy."Ace said, giving (y/n) a cheerful high-five.

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Day three of trying to get Sebek Zigvolt's romantic attention.

We'd rallied Epel into our shenanigans now. He was awfully argumentative about joining our road to success, aka me getting with Sebby, but with enough convincing he decided to put Vil's lessons in love to good use! It was Operation Three: Open Ears!

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"Jus' listen to him whenever he's yappin', that big guy needs someone to word vomit to, ya'know?" Epel said through his thick country accent. Vil had given him some pointers in love, listening to your partner was at the top five recommendations. It was known very well by basically every single student at NRC that Sebek was a TALKER. He would rant mainly about Malleus, Lilia and the greatness of faes, the occasional knightly training he does, and school. The real challenge was getting to sit down somewhere and let him rant to his hearts content...

"Ask him to study. You know that guy's CRAZY about his studies."Ace smirked.

''Maybe just go on a walk with him or somethin'? It's a lot easier to talk n' walk." Epel suggested.

"Or maybe... I don't know..."Deuce trailed after his two ideas were just swiped from under him. The four of them giggled over their lunches and ultimately came to the conclusion of... drum roll please....

"Eh, I need to study anyways."(y/n) thought to themself. It was like killing two birds with one stone, or in this context, three birds with one stone. They were getting to spend time with their future husband(who doesn't even know his fate yet), execute this plan to its fullest AND study for the upcoming test in Crewel's potionology class.

When thinking, (y/n) remembered they had the green haired boy’s number. Perfect! Just a quick text to him and then it would be off to the library to chat with him! If only it was that simple…

~ an hour later~

“It’s been an hour, he still hasn’t answered!”(y/n) grumbled at the lunch table.“Just wait, what if he eventually does?” Deuce placed his hand on their shoulder in support. “I’m literally about to text Lilia, AND I WOULD NEVER DO THAT…” Their lamenting caught the ear of said fae. Floating cheekily over to them, he spooked them with his scarily deep voice,”You want to message me? About what?” He grinned. “AH- uh… nothing.” They sweat-dropped, albeit it was obvious they were clearly needing to talk to him about something. “Dear (y/n), if it is about Sebek, I would say that scheduling an afternoon in the library would be favorable if a chat with him is what you desire. Would you like me to speak to him about it?”

‘Oh… it was that easy?’ (y/n) thought to themself. “Yeah sure, if that’s not too much trouble!” they replied happily. “Oh (y/n), you think I’m so old that messaging the young boy would cause me trouble? Don’t be silly! I am a sigma, as the kids these days say~” He then floated off while giggling, leaving the four freshmen at the table absolutely flabbergasted.”Okay anyways… You’ve secured your spot with the guy I guess?” Ace was completely gobsmacked by Lilia’s new choice of vocabulary and the whole conversation in general, not like his singular braincell would’ve understood it anyways. “Dayum, ol’ man really did more in one second that we could do in three days.”Epel sighed while eating his food. “Whatever whatever, I get to hang out with him later!”(Y/n) squealed while thinking of all the cute outfits they could wear to this mini date.

~ time skip ~

Clad in their favorite casual outfit of jeans and a white tank top, (y/n) made their way to the library where Sebek went down isles of books in wait for them. He was early, of course. It was the only time (y/n) had seen him in such casual clothing too. It was rather late at night and it looked as if his training had just finished. His hair was down in contrast to his usually gelled up hair. He wore a black hoodie which was something they thought they’d never see. Along with that, he wore dark gray sweatpants and sneakers. It wasn’t like he was sweaty either, he just had cheeks dusted with a light red flush and his normal scent of musky and woodsy cologne. It was as if he didn't even spend his time training before this which (y/n) doubted he did at this point. It looked more like he got pointers for casual date attire from Silver or someone in Daisomnia.

Despite the reason for meeting up being made for talking together and studying, it seemed much warmer than that. Not many words were initially exchanged like a normal conversation, more like back and forth ranting and gentle thought out reactions. It was quiet between the two yet there was no silence at all. Sebek's previous tension in his shoulders was relieved. (Y/n)'s anxieties of how the 'date' would go subsided. The books picked out before getting discarded onto the table they leaned upon. There was meaning behind every word spoken. Sebek spoke of the greatness of Malleus while (y/n) spoke of the greatness of leaders in their world. Sebek spoke of the challenges provided in school and (y/n) brought forth how they hurdled the difficulties set before them. It was like a painting being formed. Soft and slow, but emotions in every brush stroke. Every addition of color added a new feeling, a new connection until they blended into a masterpiece. It was a conversation that stretched on till midnight, when the brightest star in the dark sky was the flame igniting between them.

Needless to say, this plan was a definite success.

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It was day four of trying to gain Sebek Zigvolt's romantic attention...

It was exhausting attempting to put myself out there over and over again for his attention. I wish we both had that confidence to do that. I’m way too shy and he’s way too stubborn to ever admit he likes someone more than Malleus or Lilia. Whatever, it was Operation Four: The Way to the Heart is Through the Tummy!

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(y/n) really thought this was the end of this charade? NEVER. These first years all equally had something up their sleeve and they knew how down bad (y/n) was. At this point (y/n) was kinda done with them and this whole “getting Sebek’s attention” thing but they wouldn’t say that outloud, would they? It just felt like a bunch of ways to embarrass themself in front of him. At least they were okay at cooking?

“You need food to grow muscle. That guy works out every day to be a knight, he’s got to have a huge appetite, make him something good.” Jack said in his rather monotonous voice. He was someone who seemed a LOT wiser than the other three buffoons who decided having (y/n) sprain their ankle and get yelled at by Sebek a bunch of times was a good idea. “Yeah but, what would I make..?” (y/n) wondered. “Should I just make his favorite food?”

"Well that would be a good start, what does he like?" Jack said while grabbing a few pans and utensils. "He likes salmon carpaccio." It was the most confident statement (y/n) spoke in the last few days. There was no questioning when it came to the things Sebek liked. They knew everything they could about him and he made sure to say them at a volume every universe could hear. "Salmon carpaccio? That's a pretty difficult dish to make. You sure you wanna put yourself through that?" Jack questioned. "Yeah, I'm one hundred percent sure Jack. I wanna make him fall in love and nothing's been working. Do you think this will work?" (y/n) sounded almost exhausted. Why couldn't they just be in a relationship with him already.

There was such a yearning for him that nothing mattered at this point. No matter the dish, plan, or dilemma, it was a desire to be with him. This was a new type of love they'd been feeling for him. It was like a force to keep them going. "This'll work fine, (y/n). I doubt anyone besides his family's made this for him. Be like family to him." Oh... (y/n)'d never thought of that. It was almost like a breath of fresh air and clarity talking to Jack about this because he was the only one out of the freshmen who could lay out ideas that seemed genuinely thought out. "Okay... let's get to work then."

With that, they got to quick work with the meal meant for a knight. They quickly sauted the salmon and prepared the vegetables meant to garnish them. While cutting the onions, (y/n)'s eyes got so teary that they ended up accidentally cutting their finger without noticing through their blurry vision. Did every plan really involve accidentally hurting themself?? They yelped in pain and held their hand to their lip, trying to stop the stinging and blood leaving their finger. Jack's ears turned to the sudden squeal of pain coming from his friend. "(y/n)! What happened!" He rushed over from the salmon being prepared on the stove to them. "N-nothing, just cut myself!" Jack sighed and grabbed the first-aid cut in the cupboard above the counter and quickly pulled out bandaids and ointments.

"How about you just garnish it when the salmon's done..." He deadpanned while tending to (y/n)'s finger. Like many times before, Sebek's rumbling voice came from behind the kitchen door."HUMANS!! Is that salmon carpaccio I smell?!" His voice seemed rather cheerful like he had been waiting for ages to eat his favorite food again. He opened the door to see not only uncooked pieces of salmon and uncut pieces of vegetables on the counter, but his Human and Jack at the counter opposite of the food, standing close, his hand on theirs. An injury on their finger. "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS, WOLF!! YOU DARE PUT THIS HUMAN IN THE WAY OF HARM??!!" He sounded incredibly angered.

His sharp golden eyes slit like a crocodile's. It was like the lightning after his thunderous voice. His leather clad hand grabbed a handful of Jack's collar,"WHAT IS THE MEANING FOR THIS." He snarled while Jack grabbed his wrist."They simply cut themself making the garnish. Nothing more." Sebek dropped his collar and turned to (y/n), eyes still glowing with something that didn't seem equivalent to the fury in his voice. "Human, did this wolf harm you...." it sounded more of a statement than a yell. His voice lowered and so did his head, as if bowing to (y/n).

"N-no... Sebby, I accidentally injured myself trying to make salmon carpaccio for you. Nothing's going on."They seemed almost confused at this outburst. He's never acted like this besides when someone would dishonor Malleus or any fae. At their words. Sebek's face let go of the tension, his pupils rounding out once more. "Ah... I see. I sincerely apologize to you and the wolf, Human." He put a hand on his heart over the organ beating out of his chest through the fabric of his blazer. "I'll bring this over to you when it's done, 'kay?" He nodded his head in agreement and left the premise in quite a hurry. How odd? I sighed once the door shut.

"Sheesh... that guy was kind of jealous, don't you think (y/n)?" Jack said while getting back to work on the salmon, seemingly unfazed by the previous event."Jealous..? About what?" They wondered aimlessly. "Oh my Seven... never mind."

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With a quick call from (y/n), Sebek was on his way to the kitchen to try the homemade salmon carpaccio. Jack wasn't there anymore since he had track and field practice, so it would just be the two of them once again. This time, he knocked thrice on the wooden door of the kitchen to make his presence known to (y/n),"HUMAN!! I HAVE ARRIVED!!" (y/n) quickly hung up their apron at the loud sound of his voice and opened the door,"Hey Sebby! Salmon carpaccio's ready!"

His eyes seemed to sparkle as you set the plate before him. He quickly grabbed the fork and with as much delicacy as a hungry croc, he scarfed down a bite, then went in for another, and another... until the whole plate was basically cleared."So, how'd you like it?" (y/n) asked as if they'd not just seen him inhale every single crumb. He had a pleasant smile on his face plus a pink blush on his cheeks,"IT WAS SUPERB HUMAN! WHAT A DELICACY! THOUGH NOT AS GREAT AS MALLEUS HIMSELF, IT TRULY COMES CLOSE IN THE RANKING!!"

"I'M GLAD YOU LIKE IT SEBBY!!!" (y/n) matched him in his eruptions of gratitude with a giggle, making Sebek even chuckle heartily, though he caught himself being soft for a human and tried to make his escape quick."AH, IT SEEMS LORD MALLEUS REQUIRES MY ASSISTANCE FOR AN ERRAND!! I SHALL BE ON MY WAY HUMAN!!" He said in his most passionate way of a 'goodbye for now' and made his way out."Come back if you ever want salmon carpaccio again!!" (y/n) yelped at him while he ran out as quickly as he came in.

All they could do now was dawn a lovesick smile while washing the dishes, thinking about how nice it would be to cook him salmon carpaccio every night and see that most genuine smile on his face again...

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Day uhmm... Five? This is seriously day five of trying to get his romantic attention? Damn... I really am down bad.

I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE. I NEED HIM BIBLICALLY- Operation Five: This isn't even an operation- CONFESS ALREADY (Y/N)!!!

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"Go on (y/n), he's right there. Jus' say it and if ya chicken out, run away right after." "Yeah, it should be a piece of cake, right Juice?" "Hey my name's not Juice, stinky bitch!-" "You guys are of no help..." The boys attempted to motivate over the phone while the terrified (y/n) laid in their bed. The four freshman who'd helped (y/n) before this all sat on facetime trying to encourage them to confess. Like said before, they were too shy. Sebek couldn't do it either because he was too involved with his devotion- Oh?

Suddenly the doorbell rang, awaking Grim from his nap. "HEY! Who's there!? Who just woke me up from my nap!" Grim shrieked in cranky anger. "Go back to bed Grim, I'll check." (y/n) patted his fuzzy head and walked to the front door of Ramshackle. They looked through the peephole to see some green and a pinkish-red. With a rather confused face and an active facetime call still on their phone, they opened the door. At the sight of a red Sebek with a bouquet of flowers in hand they shut off the call. "Sebek..?"

Before they knew it, he dropped to his knees and held the bouquet of flowers up as if an offering."HUMAN! MASTER LILIA HAS INFORMED ME THAT I-I *ahem*, I... Have some... F-FEELINGS FOR YOU!! I MUST CONFRONT THEM IN HOPES YOU RECIPROCATE THIS FEELING!!" His tone of voice was rather choppy and uneven, along with the fact that this was the first time you've ever really heard him stutter. "Oh my goodness... Yeah, I really really reciprocate those feelings..." (y/n) almost sounded in a daze from how surprised they were that Sebek was on one knee confessing right now. "THEN FROM THIS DAY ON I SHALL BEGIN COURTING YOU!! GOOD DAY, DEAR HUMAN!!"

He pushed the bouquet of (f/c) flowers into their hands and tried to make his last speedy leave before they grabbed the fabric of his blazer."Wait-" He turned back with his cheeks still burning red, "Thank you, dear fae." (y/n) spoke. They stood high on their toes and pressed a small kiss onto his slim cheek. Sebek tensed under their touch."T-THANK YOU DEAR HUMAN. I MUST BE OFF NOW!!!"

The young boy practically teleported away with the speed he used to escape (y/n). They giggled softly at his reaction and leaned on the door frame, sighing contently. They really did fall in love with their dear fae, and boy was he a cutie~

Little did (y/n) know, their phone was blowing up with texts from the first years who saw Sebek bolting through the hallways trying to get back to Daisomnia with a pink face and frazzled look. They all demanded (y/n) get back on the call and explain the situation that went down. This would be a long story....

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It was hard finding time to go down to the lake, especially with (y/n)'s duties resolving around tending to her family and providing food for the knights. Her family had lived in a petite house rather close to the palace of the Draconia family. It was common to find a soldier being provided food by the girl's parents. On days where all tasks had been completed, she made her way down to the clear glistening lake. Her lavender colored skirt was fluffed out from two or three petticoats beneath it as it flew in the spring time breeze. Flower petals clung to her flowing (h/c) locks while she pranced through tall blades of grass. Her black heeled boots daintily avoided the small flowers hidden by the greenery. If anyone were to see the young woman, they would've assumed her to be but a fairy. Even some type of unicorn beastwoman for that matter. It was too ethereal for a human.

That is what the mint green haired soldier thought as he went back to resuming his training. Young Sebek Zigvolt, the esteemed Knight of Malleus Draconia, was often found training. His designated spot would be in the midst of trees and shrubbery, near the glistening lake that sparkled with blues and greens and reflected the sun. He would swing his sword until sundown, or until General Vanrouge would call him inside for a meal with the rest of the men in the Fae army. He would be drenched in sweat from head to toe. He'd straighten his posture far more than his fatigued mind would let him. The young man pushed himself farther than any soldier had ever even thought of. He'd raised the bar so impossibly high for himself that it would become too much for himself on occasion. But being overwhelmed by the feeling of doubt in himself was to be pushed aside like any other feeling he felt besides honor. Being able to get appointed by Prince Draconia was a great honor, defending him was an honor. It was Sebek Zigvolt's duty to serve Malleus. Nothing more and nothing less.

When Sebek heard the dainty sound of rustling grass and blowing fabric in a place he thought he'd only known of, his curiosity was piqued. It wasn't like the man to let something so trivial diverge his focus from perfecting his duty for the Prince. His sword was sealed away back into its sheath on his hip and he peered through the bushes. There sat the young woman all the soldiers had spoken of. Her description was sprinkled from the men's lips every meal. They spoke of her ethereal beauty, her simple grace and her calm breeze of an aura. He watched her plop down among the flowers and grass blades. He watched how the sun shined so brightly on her softly flushed cheeks. It was so delicate. Like the petals of soft falling flowers.

Her soft giggle whilst playing with the fauna put him in a trance. He shook his head once he realized how long he'd been staring. That woman was dangerous.

"Oh? Is that a soldier?" Her (e/c) eyes squinted in his direction. His breath hitched. Quickly, his first instinct was to hide beneath the bush he'd been peering through and pull his sword out in defense. Her soft giggle floated through the air once more,"No need to be shy Mister Knight, I won't bite." The woman teased. Sebek grunted and rustled out of the greenery. "Bold of you to assume I would think such a thing, Human. I am a knight of Prince Draconia. I am ever fearless of humans, let alone young women." He sheathed his sword once more and frowned down at the women sitting among flowers and imprints in the grass that previously held small animals before they'd ran away at his sudden presence. "What is a human like you doing in the forest? You understand the wildlife around here are vicious."

She only held a soft smile on her plump lips,"I was just taking a breather. Creating meals every single day for you Knights can be tedious at times. You men eat far too much for just myself to cook. I don't believe I have met you yet, have I?" His gloved hand extended to her. Her eyes scanned the sharp green armor on his fingers and carefully took his hand, pulling her up swiftly like she weighed nothing. "I am an appointed Knight of Prince Malleus Draconia, Sebek Zigvolt." His voice was monotonous as ever, he said nothing else. It was as if that was all he would be willing to say to her. "Alright then Knight Zigvolt. I assume I should leave for the day, correct? I'll be here tomorrow though. I'd enjoy watching you train once in a while. Goodbye 'till tomorrow, Knight."

Sebek’s breath hitched. He said nothing. He watched as the young lady in lavender chiffons and silks pranced away. The bottom of her heavy petticoats ruffled around her barely visible ankles. Once her ethereal visage had left his view, he huffed a sigh. A low growl bubbled up from deep in his chest. He didn't understand what was going on; why that girl made him feel such a way no other woman would dare. He turned away from the shimmering pond and went back to the training he'd missed out on from talking to the woman. She was a distraction. Her presence would only serve to draw him away from his duty.

As Malleus Draconia's faithful Knight, he would not let anything get in his way of being able to serve the prince to perfection.

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It had been months of the same routine from Spring all the way into Summer. (Y/n) would arrive, this day, with the same graceful smile, in a soft green off the shoulder dress. It collected tiny flowers and leaves at the hems, her revealed arms and chest soaked up the enveloping sun. Her skin glimmered. She would sit perched on a tree branch above him, not too far from the ground so she could easily jump down. She watched as the man swung his sword with exact precision. His muscles flexed through the white linen shirt he wore on occasion. His pronounced collar bones were on full display, radiating the sun's light as if to match her own beaming skin. They'd grown much closer in this time, enough for (y/n) to find out he was only half fae and that he was being taught under General Vanrouge with a human boy named Silver. She got an ear full on the human boy's sleeping tendencies daily.

They'd grown so close that the woman even found it in her humor to tease him, just a bit. She found it enjoyable to watch his boisterous reactions to her words. She'd oftentimes indulge in his pride, commenting on his strength or how he was, in her words, "truly a formidable Knight for Prince Malleus and the Draconia family. It is as well an honor to provide food for you, Knight Sebek". She'd tease him on how he would eat every last crumb of her meals while he would shout back that in order to gain strength one must eat a full meal (with a most obvious sprout of red at the tips of his ears).

He began to escort her back to her home beside the palace every time his training had finished. It was a knight's duty to protect the civilians of his kingdom after all. The woman was just a delicate human in Briar Valley and must have a strong fae knight to be there in her protection, right? It was only natural for Sebek to follow her wherever she went. 'Just in case of emergency' he would say to himself while following her around a petite produce market so she could collect the things she needed.

Though as they drew together, he began showing feelings of dissatisfaction. He became cold. The young woman didn't make much noise as to not alert Sebek, but he knew she was there. Perhaps she was the reason he swung his sword just a bit harder, hit his target a bit more precisely. It was hard for him not to show off his brute strength. I mean, anyone would want to proclaim they were the prince's guard any time of the day wouldn't they? His calloused and scared fingers wrapped firmly around the steel and wooden handle of the blade. His gelled hair tousled just faintly from the sheer strength and force in his movements.

(y/n) swung her legs off the branch. There was something attractive to her about the way he mastered his techniques to full capacity without fail. At the same time, it was greatly admirable.”Knight Zigvolt, your sword wielding ability is truly incredible. One day you ought to teach me." she smiled. Although her words were soft, they reached his fae ears just fine. A hint of pink began to blossom on his defined cheeks, but he stood quiet for the first time as opposed to shouting back in retaliation to her words. His body shook vigorously and his fingers grasped tightly around the handle of his sword. His chest rose and fell and his heavy breathing turned into ragged growls. She sat a bit worried for him, maybe she said something wrong? Whatever the matter, she couldn't get a word out before he softly interrupted.

"You woman... y-you... YOU'VE DESTORYED ME. SOILED MY HONOR. WEAKENED ME. MY DUTY HAS NEARLY WAVERED SINCE ENCOUNTERING YOU, HAVE YOU NO SHAME?!!" He growled. His hand was clutching the handle of his blade as if it was grounding him whilst he shook with anger. She sat slightly shaken, her hands gripped the tree branch she perched on and her swinging legs came to a rest. "I AM A KNIGHT TO THE FAMILY OF DRACONIA, A KNIGHT APPOINTED BY MALLEUS HIMSELF. YOU STAND HERE AND MAKE A FOOL OF ME. YOU ARE BUT A WITCH ACTING AS A HUMAN. THAT IS THE ONLY REASONABLE EXPLAINATION FOR THIS TIGHT FEELING YOU'VE STRUCK IN MY CHEST!!!" And with that, Knight Sebek Zigvolt was off and out of the forest.

He left (y/n) confused. What did he mean by 'the tight feeling in his chest'? Was this something only fae could experience? Most likely not if she felt that tightness too.

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From the days forward leading into a crisp and windy fall, there was no sign of him. He would not appear at their original forest spot. She sat among small squirrels and birds while lamenting about his sudden absence. It was much too quiet. There was no crisp sound of his blade cutting the calm breeze, no loud shouting about how Silver fell asleep again, nothing.

The baby blue dress she wore today covered her from the shoulders to the toes. It absorbed the freshly falling rain as it poured down on her, animals pranced and flew away at the first drops. (y/n) sat all alone in the drenched earth. Her garments clung tight to her skin. For once in the young woman's life she felt lost. The tightness in her chest grew unbearable and nearly suffocating. She realized long ago her feelings for the Knight were more than just friendly. They went far beyond it. She pondered aimlessly on what his angered tirade was about, what he meant by his own tightening chest. Was it from shame? Perhaps anger or resentment? He was an odd man.

The rain fell so hard she couldn't hear the crunching grass from metal footsteps approaching from behind her. The armor was white and shining under the moon which reflected off each and every sparkling raindrop. The air misted around her in stormy clouds while caressing the damp flowers. There was a metallic sound of a dagger being sheathed from it's cover. Each heavy step increased not only in speed but in volume as it approached the somber young woman. There were heavier footsteps making their way to the forest. The woman jumped at the sound of multiple footsteps surrounding her. She turned up to see a white armored man holding a dagger above his head, aiming for her.

Before the weapon could pierce (y/n)'s skull, a strong metallic force pulled her away. Her head was nestled into the crook of the large armored man's neck as his own sword slashed the dagger out of the white armored man's hand. It was all a blurry mess to the woman; her memories were drowned out by the sudden rush of adrenaline and the need to run away. The man in dark green armor wouldn't let him out of his grip until he effectively alerted his men, also dawned on green armor, that the man they needed to capture was in their grasp. Not much was remembered from that night. (y/n) had fainted in the arms of the man holding onto her like his life depended on it.

Unknown to her, than man was none other than Sebek Zigvolt. His arms wrapped under her knees and back, lifting her amidst the rain back to the palace. His face was covered by his now damp and unkempt hair. He looked down with guilt at her unconscious face with rain drops gliding against her supple skin. 'This wasn't meant to happen at all' He thought to himself. (y/n) should never have been in the crossfire of an urgent hunt down of a war criminal. For Seven's sake, she nearly got stabbed to death had he not swooped in to shield her.

'Never again' He vowed as he entered the palace with her draped in his arms.

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By the time morning came, (y/n) had been groggily woken up by the cheeky War General, Sir Vanrouge. He was with the human boy Silver and Prince Malleus. They all looked in distress while General Vanrouge patted their backs, as if he was a father,"She will be alright boys. It was merely shock from near death, not a stab wound." He humored. The two boys next to him groaned at the old fae's way of creating light of the situation. On the other side of the bed stood a pacing Sebek who was shaken to silence. No one had heard him, or rather not heard him like this. It was an odd new light he portrayed himself in. No one had seen Sebek Zigvolt become distressed over the well-being of a human girl before.

Her eyelashes fluttered open softly at sensing the presences in her room. "Eep!-" (y/n) squeaked at the looming boys next to her. "Ah, the girl is awake!" Vanrouge spoke heartily. Sebek's head snapped. His eyes scanned the woman who sat in the plush bed, jumping at the boys staring intently at her awakening. He marched over to her and frowned. "How could you be so foolish as to put yourself in danger's way like that?! The forest is dangerous! You could've been murdered had I not arrived when I did! Humans are so feeble..." He groaned.

"If you detest me you can say that Knight Zigvolt. Your outburst that day is an indication of these new deeply rooted feelings of yours if i'm correct." Her voice became soft, nearly a whisper. It was quiet once again "I see it is our time to leave..." Malleus spoke in a whisper while dragging Silver out with General Vanrouge in tow. Sebek grew confused, stumbling on his words."I- You... What? My lady I assure you that was never the case..." It was her turn to be confused."You weren't? But you screamed at me about how I was "soiling your honor" and "weakened you" If I'm not wrong? What is this change of heart dear Knight?"

He froze at his words being used against him. Sebek knew he’d have to tell the truth sooner or later. After all, everytime he was in her presence it felt like he was stiff as a board. His hands would start to sweat and his face would feel warm. It was unbearable even for a Knight of such prestige. “I spoke on a whim… It is unseemly of myself to make such bold statements. My dearest apologies.” Next thing (y/n) knew he was on his knee with a hand over his heart and his head facing the ground.

She pressed her lips together, ”Stand up Sebek. You did nothing wrong… just why?” He looked up through his short lashes, clearly in shame about something. “It is not something I have the ability to say without shame.” The girl nearly pounced on him at his wavered words. “Sebek just tell me,” Her chest rose and fell while she calmed herself, ”Please..”

He was visibly sweating. The way she had a sort of begging tone in her voice made his heart skip a beat. Under the pressure of her pleading (e/c) eyes he crumbled. “There is an unfamiliar pacing beat in my heart… much louder and quicker around you,” He murmured, ”I’m sure you can infer what I’m trying to telling you.”

Her lips parted, eyes wide. He looked away in shame. “You really do feel that way?” She spoke breathlessly. The knight nodded quietly. She sighed. A smile slid up to her glossy pink lips.”What if I said I feel the same? Would shame still stand?” The young man visibly jumped. His head shot up”What?” A red twinge formed on his pale cheeks. The poor boy started questioning if this moment was even real.

“Then… will you join me in the honor of this relationship Lady…” Sebek suddenly froze… He didn’t know the name of his dear human…

“Knight Sebek, you don’t know my name, do you?” She pressed. He stammered. His hands became clammy,”No… I’m afraid I do not.” There was a tone of shame in his gruff voice. The gentle woman smiled,”Wouldn’t it perhaps be chivalrous to ask?” (y/n) giggled softly. The knight’s cheeks bloomed a red apple color neither of them knew was possible. His eyes burned the sight of her cherry colored lips forming a smile into his head. “Then what is your name, my lady?”

She took his hand in hers,”(y/n) (l/n), sir. Would you like to ask me when I’ll become your wife next?” (Y/n) teased. His face lit up a bright red "L-LADY (Y/N)!!! HOW UN LADY-LIKE!!" He stammered. She giggled at his loud reactions that she loved so much. "Oh please, I kid." She spoke softly. His hand landed just above his heart and he sighed. "I never disagreed..." He spoke just under his breath. "Hm? What was that?" "Nothing my lady! I must be off to training now, General Vanrouge waits for no one. Good day!" He said stiffly with a salute as if General Vanrouge really did just call upon him. He marched off in his normal knightly manner while (y/n) grinned gently. 'He knows my name...' she thought with a mushy, love sick expression, 'I did not kid about awaiting his marriage proposal... it seems he was not against it either.. How joyous!'

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- Arriving in Twisted Wonderland and forcibly getting acclimated to their traditions, history and simple ways of life were no easy feat. It was probably the worst time of your life besides the distractions your friends gave you.

- It was so much worse now that you had no parental figure and no family. No one was there when you needed some sense knocked into you or if you just needed parental guidance

- Along with your friends though, Potionology with Professer- Master Crewel was easily enjoyable

- Since you got here, you and Master Crewel had been getting closer and really starting to get to know each other. It was the most fun you'd had in a while. For the first time you had a home away from home

- One thing that stood out to you the most was that he would be less strict with you. He wouldn't yell or prod at you during lessons and would take his time teaching you and making sure you understood what was laid out before you

- You'd go to his classroom to find him whenever you needed guidance or just someone to be with and the two of you would talk for hours. Eventually he'd send you on your way with a few extra dollars because he highly detested Crowley's ways of "caring" for you

- He would sew clothes he thought would look nice on you and would even teach you some sewing skills. Everything you mastered, with his teaching or not, he would give you a pat on the back, saying he's proud of you.

- It was the first time in a while you'd heard those words come from someone's mouth. It was like the world bloomed around you every time he congratulated you on something or suggested you come down to his classroom for some extra Potionology or sewing while you talked endlessly about things like his dogs or your shared hatred for Crowley (the jokes you two make are actually terrible but so hilarious that they can't be spoken outside the room)

- At one point after a particularly hard day of school with finding out you flunked two exams, Ramshackle was literally breaking down again, you had no more money for food, and your favorite shirt snagged a hole from getting caught on a splintery door, you came to his classroom weeping. It wasn't the first time you'd cried around him but it had never been this heavily

- That day was the first time he'd hugged you. It was a bit awkward since he didn't want to wrinkle or soil his clothes but it was warm and soft in a way. Most importantly, it was loving.

- He rubbed your back gently and let you cry while you both talked. This was the most concerned he's ever been for a student. You both figured out ways to fix everything after you calmed down. He suggested you go to your friends dorms for the time being since it would be convenient due to your dorm situation

- He even helped you study for the upcoming exams you had to make up for the two failed ones. He was a bit more strict than usual but you knew he had a good intention to do so. Right after, he lent you his sewing machine and with the skills he gave you, you fixed up the hole in your shirt.

- Not too many days later you received a call to go to Headmaster Crowley's office for important business you dragged your feet a bit. It was unknown to you the big news behind his words, but to you any request from Crowley was a tedious and unwanted one!

- Once arriving, it didn't seem too awkward. The air was light and warm and it smelled of the woodsy cologne Crewel wore. It felt familiar to you.

- There were papers on the desk laying perfectly organized. It seemed like this was paperwork once again but it was odd that Crewel was there...
"Hey Crewel! And Crowley... Why was I called here? I heard there were some papers I needed to sign?" (y/n) spoke with a small sigh. The two men turned their attention to them after what seemed to be a conversation that had annoyed Crewel to his wits end. His stiff hand that was previously pinching the bridge of his nose was set down on the table more comfortably. A small smile grew on his face "Hello, Pup. How have you been?" He patted the chair next to him and ushered (y/n) towards it gently. With a silent nod and a smile as your answer, they sat down.

"So, (y/n), we've called you here to discuss a rather important topic! Wouldn't you say, Crewel?" Crowley spoke in his boisterous tone."Yes yes, it will be very important to discuss. Remind me of why I had to take this up with you out of all people?"Crewel groaned and ran his fingers through his neat hair. "W-well Divius, all paperwork going to the College must go through me of course!"

"Did you make that up?"

"... On with the papers Crewel! The poor Prefect doesn't have all day as you know!"

(y/n) and Crewel both sighed in unison. "Anyways... What are these papers about?" Crewel took a deep breath and spoke more gently, "These are papers to legally adopt you, Pup. You do not need to make the decision now but as I've spent more time with you, I've viewed you as much more than a student." (y/n) knew exactly what he meant. He saw them as family. There was a sudden feeling of warmth in their chest again. They felt the same, the exact same.

"N-no no... I'd like to sign it. I'd love to.." They spoke. Their voice wavered but was still as bold as ever. Crewel smiled to himself and placed the papers in front of (y/n). He slipped the pen into their hand,"Sign away Pup."

They signed the papers with shaking hands. Not of fear or anxiety, but out of the excitement they felt. They'd longed for the feeling of truly having a parental figure who cared for them, one who wanted them. Here they were with their favorite teacher in this new magical school; he was adopting them. They finished signing with tears in their eyes and placed the pencil down.

In one quick movement, they threw themselves into Crewel's arms. Through his surprised grunt, he laid his hands on their shoulders,"My my Pup, you will wrinkle my clo-" "Thank you, Father." He let out a breathy laugh and kissed the crown of their head softly"Of course, my Pup." He hugged them closer while trying his best to ignore the tears falling on his shoulder.

"My, how gracious it is to see a family come together!-" "SHUT UP CROWLEY!"

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- When Crewel finds out the work load Crowley shoves onto you literally daily, it's safe to say he's PISSED.

- The man already probably had a strong dislike for Crowley's teaching and how he runs NRC, but placing his work on the esteemed and gorgeous child of Crewel? That is an all time low.

- Crewel is so close to talking to the crow man about this but he must maintain his composure and modesty as an NRC Staff member

- The man has seen you have to skip meals and lose precious time you could be using to study or even just relax to do Crowley's dirty work. He'll never say it aloud but it heavily concerns him

- As your father, he makes sure that you're getting enough time at home to pamper yourself even if it means skipping the work Crowley gave you

- Scratch that- Crewel will literally make up excuses for you not to go.

- All of a sudden you have a hair appointment at the exact time of whatever job Crowley assigned you

- It's quite out of character for the man to do so; He encourages hard work, he's literally a teacher.

- But for his child that's supposed to be an extension of him? Absolutely not.

- C'mon pup, you're getting a facial instead of going to clean some dingy janitors closet.

- Some students get a little jealous of the sheer favoritism Crewel has for you

- He can be quite hard on you in class, but at the same time he practically spoils you. Wouldn't anyone like a parent who'd willingly make up excuses for you to go get pampered instead of doing some Headmaster's dirty work?

- Crowley will literally be scrambling to somehow finish the work he assigned you that you can no longer do because you're out getting a mani-pedi with your father and drinking piña coladas

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When school was over, Crewel would swipe his daughter away and being her right home. He had a set schedule and that involved having a healthy snack after school. He knew school food was usually terrible and as much as he wanted to trust the kitchen ghosts, he was a firm believer that nothing else would be better than his own cooking for his child. “You will have the charcuterie board i prepared earlier as long as you can take the dogs out for a walk right after. Are we clear?” He spoke whilst he unlocked his home’s front door. Once no words left his daughter’s mouth he turned around, slightly annoyed.

“(y/n). Are you listening to me, young lady?”He spoke firmly. (y/n)’s eyes seemed to be very fixed on the image of her and a certain dopey eel boy on her lock screen. At the sound of her name her head snapped up and shut off her phone. A clearly flushed expression was on her face as she looked right up at her dad.”Huh? Y-yeah I heard you dad! Food then dog walking, got it.” (y/n) jumbled. Crewel sighed heavily.” You’re incredibly jumpy today, I cannot begin to fathom a reason why…”

His daughter laughed nervously,”Yeahhh uhm, I-I don’t really either! It’s nothing!” The man clearly knew something it wasn’t nothing. He did not teach his daughter to speak in such a jittery manner! He rolled his eyes and brushed it off. He knew she would tell him.

(Y/n) sat stiffly in a plush chair at the kitchen counter. Her posture crunched as she pulled out her phone to text her friends, ignoring the snack in front of her. “Young lady, elbows off the table. Fix your posture. And what do you need to be texting your friends about right this moment?” He spoke. His eyes squinted to try and see what she could possibly be typing.

Upon seeing her father peeping at her phone, (y/n) slammed her phone down on the counter,”N-nothing dad!” Crewel sighed heavily,”(Y/n) it is obviously something, you can’t fool me.” He grumbled. The (h/c) haired girl glanced from her twiddling fingers to the food in front of her, then at her father, the wall and back at her fingers.

“I may… like someone. You know him… very well.” At that, Crewel’s ears perked. “Who is this boy? Vil Schoenheit?”

(Y/n)’s face lowered slightly. “You know him really well but… not in a good way.” She said in a whisper. Crewel furrowed his brow. “There are many young pups who cause a ruckus in my class, you’ll need to be specific.”

(Y/n) shuddered. “It’s uhm… Floyd… Leech.” She said under her breath hoping it would be inaudible. When she looked up from her twiddling fingers her father audibly and dramatically gasped. A hand was on his chest as if in the most dramatic shock.”Excuse me? Say that again pup. My age may be getting to my ears already.”

The girl sighed “It’s Floyd Leech, dad. I like him.” She said with an embarrassed frown and flushed cheeks. “You have an… interesting type Pup.” He said while clearly in deep thought. The girl sat squirming in her chair while her father huffed,”I will accept this, just this once. Only because you’re my daughter.” The man reasoned while clearly holding back from saying things. (Y/n)’s (e/c) eyes glittered with hope,”Really?!-“ “Do not let this happen again. If he dares hurt you, you come straight to me pup. I do not trust that boy one bit-“ “Yes, dad yes, okay! I get it!” The girl huffed.

Crewel walked to the other side where (y/n) sat, still embarrassed. He brushed some of her hair aside and kissed her forehead leaving a small lipstick stain, “You’re growing up puppy. As much as I’d like to still have you as my little baby pup, I’m content to see you grow into a young woman,” He placed a hand on the back of her chair gently. “Even if your type is concerning.” He let a small chuckle leave his lips and watched (y/n)’s lips curl into a dazzling smile as she giggled. The girl wrapped her arms around around him tight as a silent thank you. Before the man could say something like “You’ll wrinkle my clothes”, he wrapped his arms loosely around her as well, pressing a small kiss on the top of her head.

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Ace Trappola~
As Ace does daily, he's on his way to Ramshackle after Riddle is "lenient" and only banishes him from the dorm this time and doesn't collar him for breaking yet another rule. How predictable. The young boy has a lazy smirk on his face while he screams for the pretty prefect of Ramshackle"Yo! Babe! Are you home or what?!" He belts. He bangs on the door expecting an answer in a millisecond.

He feels a sudden shift in the air around him. The hair on his arms stood on end. There was crackling and popping noises coming from left and right. BANG. Right next to him, an angry bolt of lightning “AGH!- What the fuck was that, lightning?!” Behind the door he heard stomping footsteps. The door opened to a clearly angry (y/n). Her normally set hair was slightly wet from the calming shower she was rudely interrupted from. The frilly nightgown she wore was slightly damp from her dripping (h/c) locks.

“That’s my lighting, idiot. Now get inside, you rudely interrupted my everything shower. Don’t you understand a princess needs her relaxation time??” Clearly (y/n) had gained her father’s thundering rage. “You’re lucky I didn’t strike you, because I would’ve.”

“Your lightning?! The hell does that mean?”

“Huh? You didn’t know? My dad’s Zeus, dummy.”

Ace didn’t believe it for a second. He tried holding back his laughter as much as possible, but nothing would hold back the cackle bubbling up in his throat. “Hah! Oh geez man… Y’know, you’re really good at makin’ jokes.”

(Y/n) only looked at him with more thundering anger. Her hand rested on his shoulder and with a tight squeeze- *ZAP*

“Ack! What the hell?!” He yelped. “Don’t question my godhood!” The (h/c)ette retorted. His red eyes squinted, suddenly glinting in disbelief.”What??” He said under his breath. The goddess looked a him confused,”Yeah? How else do you think I got these powers?”

It was probably the first time he’d ever been stunned to silence. All he could do was stand slack jawed.”No way…” “Yes way?” “Does this mean you can electrocute Housewarden Rosehearts-“ “NO!!” it’s safe to say he got struck by her lightning again.

Deuce Spade~
Deuce was sent to Sam’s Mystery Shop by Trey for a baking project they were doing since it was some random Heartslabyul student's birthday tomorrow. The dorm had been running quite low on things like eggs, flour and milk. All was well and peaceful while Deuce walked back to his dorm, until, for the second time this school year, some random students decided to pick a fight.

Though the blue haired boy tried his hardest to hold back, he resorted back to yelling once they crushed the eggs and made the carton of milk explode onto the concrete. It really seemed like the people targeting him wouldn't let him live down his rebellious faze in Middle School... Behind Deuce who sat nearly in tears on the ground surrounded by the three students laughing above him, there was the loud sound of heels clicking against the smooth concrete.

(y/n) came charging in god-like fury. With the snap of her fingers, the three students were trapped under a cage of lightning bolts"You little titans don't get to talk to my boyfriend like that. Now get back to your dorms before I call your Housewarden." The furious glint in her (e/c) eyes was enough to get them running away in terror. Not after getting tortured with zapping pains all over from the lighting, of course.

Deuce sat quietly on the floor. He stared at the lightning bolt built cage, up to (y/n) and then at the mess around him. Luckily the flour didn't explode open.. right? "How did you do that?" He asked quietly while getting lifted to his feet with the help of his (h/c) haired girlfriend,"What do you mean? The lightning cage?" He nodded silently. "Ohh, well I'm a goddess. Zeus is my dad!" His eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. "Y-you're a- what?!"

"Yeah yeah I know, kinda an odd time to tell you, sorry I kept it from you.." She giggled softly with a hint of shame that she didn't tell him sooner. "No no no, it's okay babe, I just uh... wasn't expecting THAT.."He scratched the back of his neck while breathing out a small chuckle. "This won't change anything right?" She spoke softly. "Change anything? Absolutely not. You're like.. really cool... N-not that you weren't before though! I have a goddess girlfriend, damn..." He said under his breath while you giggled at his antics.

"Alright Deucey. Now lets go replace those groceries. I bet Trey was expecting you to be back a few minutes ago, no?" He smiled rather contently. A pink blush bloomed on his cheeks,"Yeah, lets go!"

Jack Howl~
It was early this morning. 5:00 AM to be exact. Jack was already getting ready for his daily morning run. He quietly slipped from the Savanaclaw doors to run around the whole dorm ground. Once he stepped outside onto the dirt ground he felt a drip of rain.

He looked at the weather app on his phone. ‘Huh? It’s not supposed to be raining..?’ He thought to himself. He wasn’t a huge fan of wetness- being a canine and all, but he didn’t want to let that distract him from his run. He had to be physically healthy and strong!

Stronger rain drops fell on his skin and drenched his ears and tail. He felt like a wet dog. There was grumbling thunder and dashes of lightning in the sky. It smelled like irritation and anger. His ears perked to the sides at the sound of thumping feet from inside the dorm.

There stood (y/n), angry, in her pajamas, and a gray storm cloud above her head. Her arms folded over her chest as she pouted.”Are you okay (y/n)?” The boy said worriedly. ,”Why is there a cloud above your head? You smell like lightning too, why?” Her pout only grew. “Zeus is my dad. Now, as your princess, can you please come back to bed. It’s too early.” She said as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

All Jack could do was breathe out a chuckle,”Alright, but only for an hour.” (Y/n) pouted at his words. Before she could utter another word, he swooped in and pressed a small peck on her lips. His small act cleared up the dark storm and added a pink flush to her cheeks. His tail wagged. She grabbed his large hand “Fine… but tomorrow you’re not getting up until I let you.”

"Whatever you say (y/n)..." He chuckled. The large young boy let her drag him inside and back to bed, comfy and cozy while basking in the sun produced from her content heart. The muscular boy turned to her,"So about what you said earlier, you're really Zeus's daughter?" The girl's eyes peered open, "Yeah... now go back to bed..." He grunted in affirmation while pulling her closer to his chest, suddenly recognizing the buzzing feeling of her fingertips on his skin from her lightning.

Epel Felmier~
Epel was having a rather rough time. He was trying his very best to get stronger, burlier, more muscular. it didn't help that his girlfriend was insanely strong without even having to do anything. (Y/n) was able to lift up MULTIPLE TREES out from the ground... all he could do was pick her up and swing around a shovel while gardening.

As much as he saw (y/n) as so cool for being so strong, he'd only wish to be as strong as her. He felt a bit insecure.

"Heya darlin', uh, how'd ya get so strong?" He questioned after building up the courage in his bathroom mirror. (Y/n) turned to him,”Huh? I didn’t do anything?” Now Epel just felt like she was flexing on him — HOW DARE SHE.

He felt himself getting a bit irritated at being held back from the secret to the girl’s strength. “Nah nah, be real (y/n).” All she could do was furrow her brows and squint her (e/c) eyes in confusion at him,”I am telling the truth Epel. I literally didn’t even do anything!” She put her hands up as if she had nothing else to say.

“Yeah? Then how’d ya suddenly become able to lift dagum trees n’ stuff?? Ain’t that stuff superhuman?” “How did you find out I was a goddess?” “I-… Come again..?!”

The lavender haired boy was in utter disbelief and shock. “Yeah, Zeus is my dad!”(Y/n) just looked at him normally like it was common to be related to the KING OF ALL GODS. ”Is that why yer so strong..?” His voice was just above a mumble.

“Yup! I can take you to him one day to train, I was just born like this though.” The boy was in deep confusion on how his girlfriend was so easily saying she’d take him to the King of Gods and train under him. How’d he even manage to do this in his life time?? “M-MEET HIM??!! Darlin’ you gotta start talkin’ serious, I’m still processin’ that yer some goddess princess and I’m DATIN’ ya!”

The (h/c)ette let out a charming giggle,”Hah! Don’t even worry, he already knows about you —let’s just go meet him now to get it over with!” “H-hey!! You gotta be kiddin’ around here” “Nope!!” “AGHH—“ He screeched with a notable voice crack while you dragged him away.

Sebek Zigvolt~
This was yet another day where something was getting in the way of Sebek’s duty of protecting Malleus and (y/n). His Lord, and his lovely human girlfriend. Human, or so he thought. He couldn’t assist Malleus with anything since he was currently on his way to save (y/n). Why you ask? She’d fallen and hurt herself. It was just the ground scraping against the delicate skin of her legs when she fell, but to Sebek, this was life or death.

”Dear Human! However did this happen?! What has caused such distress?!!” He shrieked while lifting her into his arms. “I’m alright Seb, It’s not like I can die~” She giggled. He sputtered in utter disbelief at her words.”H-Human! Such an unacceptable mindset. All humans come to their inevitable end one day! You are no acception!” All the girl could do was giggle into his chest.

“You really don’t know? I’d think you’d pick up on it by now..”

His soul physically shuddered at her words.”I- What?? What do you mean by that, dear human.” He had no clue what he didn’t know, and it worried him.”I’m a goddess Seb. Zeus’s daughter. I’m not gonna die by small scratches on my knees.”

His shock nearly made him drop her. He didn’t know what to do with this information. He was for once, speechless. “You’re a… GODDESS?!! WHY WAS I NOT INFORMED EARLIER!!!” He was internally panicking. He was reminding himself of all the times he disrespected her before their relationship because he saw her as a mere human. He was DEVASTATED to put it lightly. “This is a cause for great punishment. I deeply apologize-“ “SEB STOP!” He obediently stopped.

The boy was on the verge if tears. He didn’t know what to do with himself. He just held (y/n) tight as if she would fall and get hurt. (y/n)? she was suffocating under his grip.”S-seb… you’re crushing me… ugh…” “A PRINCESS MUST BE HELD AT THE HIGHEST REGARD. LET ME DO MY JOB AS YOUR KNIGHT, YOUR HIGHNESS!!!” Oh yeah, he’s (y/n)’s new appointed knight. As if he wasn’t already acting like her knight before this.

Later on she’d have to busy herself with getting him to stop calling her “your highness” and getting him to step away from training for a few minutes to cuddle since he felt the need to punish himself… Poor boy didn’t feel like he deserved cuddles… He doesn’t completely waver his duty for Malleus, but he will make sure he NEVER questions his duty for (y/n).

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Deuce Spade ~
Deuce often finds himself falling deeper and deeper in love with (y/n). Especially when he invites you over to his home and his girl is tending to his chickens, taking extra care of the small yellow chicks. The way the nuzzle into her palm and the sides of her legs was enough to make him turn into melted ice cream.

It just feels so domestic when (y/n) is assisting in collecting eggs and feeding the animals with him or his mom. The chicks literally follow the sound of her soft voice. He swears he’s living a fantasy. A very chickie and sweet fantasy.

Ace is absolutely making fun of Deuce based on how much he’s swooning over her. He literally grabs his heart and tears up from how sweet (y/n) is to not only him but his friends and family and his chickies. It’s like he’s getting cuteness overload from her daily.

He especially enjoys when (y/n) bakes for him or in general. He’s always the first to offer himself when she needs someone to get some more ingredients or be a taste tester.

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He walked into the Heartslabyul kitchen where she usually was, often baking with Trey for an Unbirthday party. (y/n)’s pleasant smile was curled onto her glossy lips as she stirred the almost-ready cake batter. She reached to the counter to grab an egg when she noticed there were only two left! The recipe requested for at least four. Whatever was she to do!

As if her prayers were answered, her blue haired boyfriend bolted into the kitchen like detecting (y/n)’s distress was a sixth sense. “Deuce! It’s perfect that you’re here. You wouldn’t mind going out and buying a new carton of eggs, would you?” She asked softly.

“Yeah! I’ll get right to it babe, wait here! Love ya!” With that, Deuce bolted right out the door and in a matter of around five minutes he was back. It was almost comical, yet sweet nonetheless.

“I bought two cartons just in case.” The boy was clearly determined to help his girl. “Oh Deuce, thank you so much!!" The girl planted a delicate kiss onto his pale cheek. His face turned a hot red"Y-yeah! Of course babe, any time!" He said, clearly screaming internally at how soft her kiss was.

Sebek Zigvolt ~
He is constantly scaring away (y/n)’s little animals. He doesn’t mean to at all, but like, they’re just so quiet and he doesn’t realize her or the animals are there! (he’s been stalking inside a bush for the whole evening just looking at how softly she tends to the fauna in the courtyard of NRC)

Sebek just doesn’t understand how a human can be that delicate! I mean yeah okay humans in his eyes are fragile beings, but she was like a porcelain doll! Her calm aura had made his observation no better. The way birds and doe and small squirrels flock to her with the sound of her voice reminds him of the princess in the malevolent Witch of Thorns’ tale. With that sudden connection, he felt an obligation to protect (y/n) at any cost.

“Humans are but weak creatures! I shall keep watch over you at all cost to ensure the safety of your life. W-what?! NO I AM NOT WILLINGLY PROTECTING YOU HOW COULD YOU EVER SAY THAT!!!! THIS IS A DISGRACE TO MY DUTY OF PROTECTING LORD MALLEUS!!” Is what Sebek would loudly yell every time (y/n) lovingly pointed out he was being all sweet and protective over her.

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(y/n) was once again in the courtyard if NRC. She was surrounded by small birds who assisted in collecting the apples she needed for her pie. A deer held her basket while the softly plopped the apples picked by the birds in. There was one particular apple she’d been eyeing though.

While the birds were busy with the current tree, she’d skipped onto the next. Her hands reached as high as possible, yet too far away from the juicy fruit dangling in front of her. That is when a brilliant idea struck her. ‘What if I just… climbed the tree?’

She was now stuck on the idea, putting it into full force as she gripped the sturdy branches of the apple tree. Her eyes glistened as she was just a few centimeters away from her prize. Suddenly, her foot slipped. “Ah!” “HUMAN!”

A gruff voice yelped as (y/n) fell into two muscular arms.”HOW IRRESPONSIBLE OF YOU DEAR HUMAN!!! I AM A MERE CALL AWAY YET YOU DECIDE TO PARTICIPATE IN DANGEROUS PHYSICAL LABOR?!?! I AM GETTING YOU TO A NURSE IMMEDIATE-“ “Sebby I’m fine now! There’s no need to worry, thanks to you!”

(y/n)’s sweet words turned his mind to mush in an instant. “O-oh, yes… But be sure to alert me before you decide to put yourself in such a dangerous position!” Sebek scolded, in a much softer voice than before. “I’ll be sure to!” She said.

As he set her down back onto her feet, she placed a peck onto his lips. “Now that you’re here, would you like to help me pick some apples? I’m making a pie!” Sebek’s face flushed pink,”Y-yes, of course! As a Knight, I would be honored to assist in your harvest!”

(He got that apple she’d been eyeing AND like a thousand more apples just because…)

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Riddle Rosehearts ~
Riddle of course, being self conscious as he is, believed that after his overblot and everything he did before it, no one could love him. He thought he was cruel and mean, even scary. That wasn’t the way he wanted to be portrayed. People still walked on eggshells around him even though he wasn’t his tyrannical self anymore. He felt like he was performing as some other Riddle Rosehearts every time he was kind.

No one could love this Riddle Rosehearts… Or so he thought.

It wasn’t until he began getting closer with you then suddenly his eyes were pried open to the world around him. It was safe to say it was much brighter than he imagined.

He slowly grew closer to you, bonding and finding easy ways to strike up conversation. Not only that, you're incredibly extroverted and blunt about your emotions. Whenever someone seems to be making fun of Riddle for his behavior before the overblot, you're going right up to the student and give them an ear-full about how their opinion is wrong and that they should love Riddle. (he’d be as bright as a strawberry while telling you to calm down.)

Once he managed to pry you off the students who were shit-talking him, you rubbed the back of your neck embarrassed. "Oh! I- uh- I didn't mean to go all out like that. I just hate it when people talk about you like that Riddle, you're so lovable- I U-UH! Ahah!" You giggled in shock with yourself, waving your hands in front of your pink face. Before he could even try to have a stern talk with you, his cheeks flushed."I-I... What??”

On another occasion, he was in the middle of class. The professor had introduced the concept for the presentation that their class had a month to work on. The groups were loudly assigned and yet… You two were in different groups. Obviously, you and your raging crush on the boy would not let this slide. “Excuse me, sir, I would like to be with Rid- I mean uhm, group number two.” Riddle looked at you like you were going nuts. “What would the reason for that be?” The professor questioned. “I- Uh… I’m not comfortable working with my group members!”

That was the quickest Riddle had ever seen someone come up with a lie in all his 17 years of living. Did he fall in love just a bit?……………… maybe.

“I suppose it would be alright.” The professor replied with a sigh, clearly done with this job. Riddle never fails to become speechless with your actions. It’s like you’re screaming “I love you” at him every day and he doesn’t know how to manage it. His poor little heart is overflowing with everything you do… But as time goes on and this becomes a commonality for your “friendship” he becomes comfortable with the fact that someone loves him. Even more so from the fact that the someone is you.

Every time you merely spoke to him it was like a big fat “i adore you, kiss me” slapped in his face. It was sweet, it went against the rules, it was everything he was told was inappropriate and indecent. Yet, why did he crave it so much? Not even he could answer that. All he knew was that it felt alright to break the rules in this instance…

Azul Ashengrotto ~
Azul believed that getting loved by someone was an experience he would not get to have. He'd scammed people of their dignities, even money sometimes, and did it all for the sake of making up for what his insecurities made him believe he lacked. It was a hard life he ran of weighing the pros ans cons of every day he lived, but it was all to gain success.

It wasn’t like he needed validation for what he was doing. Totally, not at all! He got just enough validation from seeing the crestfallen faces of his scam victims in action. The way their smirks would drop provided enough entertainment for the day…… is what he thought.

Then when he decided to have you sit in on a special contract, one he decided to make with you, he was instantly flustered by the wave of compliments you threw his way. “Wow Azul, the way you persuade people is so incredible,” You said in awe,”It’s almost attractive, y’know?” Your hand slapped over your mouth, slowly falling back into your lap as a shy smile formed on your lips. His face turned brightttttt red. His glasses even started fogging up from the amount of heat radiating off his face.

”A-ah yes…. I see.” Azul felt like he suddenly had no control over himself whatsoever. He was used to being praised or criticized for his work, but he’d never had someone so near and dear to his heart say it was attractive!!!! Seriously (y/n), warn the man before you attack him with your kind and sweet words, he might fall in love!!! It’s safe to say he was having a heart attack. Yet, at the same time, he felt guilty. There was something telling him you didn’t see how terrible he was. To himself, he was weak and cruel. He was unfit for such praises.

Unfortunately for his insecurities, your compliments and praises never ceased to end. Every day it was something new and unexpected to him.

“Your glasses make your eyes look really sparkly!”

“You look so serious and dapper in your uniform, it’s so hot!!”

”Can you show me your octo-form one day? I bet you look gorgeous!!”

So yeah, he’s exploding daily because of you.

But then again, your spontaneity added something fresh and new, more exciting to his days. Instead of going through his day with a work-life balance, he had you at his hip talking about him as if he were some handsome prince. He’d notice your cheeks turning a bright pink after noticing what you said. Clearly everything you said about him was an inner thought of yours and it slowly pulled back any doubts he had. Maybe even making him fall deeper in love with you...

Malleus Draconia ~
Malleus knew he was scary. Horrifying even. He saw the way people ran and hid whenever he so much as walked through the hallways. The ways they’d whisper behind him in terror. Love was something foreign to him. He was a dragon prince from a dark kingdom where people bowed down to his every wish and law. He’d never experienced true love no matter how much he tried. It was something he never imagined would ever happen.

Not until a new prefect of Ramshackle dropped in.

On one of his nightly walks, you just happened to be there too. You'd been on your way, in a rush I may add, to get some food and necessities for your run-down dorm and your fat cat with an endless pit of a stomach. (seriously, it seems like nothing you give him will fix his hunger...)

Accidently, you bumped into the tall man who you hadn't seen through the darkness of the night. "Oof!-" "Ah-" It was like he was a brick wall the way you bounced right off him and fell onto your butt and he stood sturdy as ever. "Oh! So sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you! You alright?" You said sweetly with a small giggle. You looked up at him with no fear in your eyes, not even a glint. Instead, it was replaced with something fonder. Once your eyes adjusted to the darkness you saw who it truly was. Malleus Draconia. "Ohhh, you must be that Malleus guy, right? I’ve heard a lot about you.”

He was completely bamboozled. Someone in this school wasn’t terrified of him?! Well that was new…

“Yes, I am Malleus Draconia. Who might you be?” He said pleasantly in his rich deep voice while taking your hand and helping you to your feet.

“Well, I gotta get to know you first. You’re a fae right?”

“O-oh yes, I suppose that is true..”

“Well then I guess we should hang out more, y’know? I’ll get to know you better, I’ll give you my name, it’ll be fun!”

Oh he fell in love. Deep love. It was clear you’d taken an interest in the Fae species. It felt almost caring. Not that he felt deserving of it, but it felt nice.

“For now you can call me (n/n)! Or whatever you want— it’s totally your preference.”

“That sounds pleasant, (n/n).”

From that day forward it was kinda like a promise between the two of you. You’d walk the halls together, meet up at Ramshackle, literally wherever you felt like going, just to talk.

“You know (n/n), gargoyles are such interesting creatures. I must show you them some time.” Malleus said happily. “Really? Where do you even find them?” You questioned. He noticed how focused in you were in his hyperfixation.

“They are behind the Ramshackle dorm. You truly are interested in my studies on gargoyles?” “Uh, yeah! Obviously I do! It's so cute seeing the sparkle in your eyes every time you talk about your gargoyle stuff." Your cheeks flushed as you quietly gasped at your own words. Malleus' lips parted slightly in shock. You giggled to yourself and your own bluntness, him joining in a few moments after.

He spoke softly to you again, "Do you think you'll ever tell me your name?"

"Hmmm, maybe some day Mallie!"

"Mmm... someday." He hummed to himself. A soft smile formed on his lips.

Lilia Vanrouge ~
Lilia Vanrouge, a former war general, the man who killed thousands for the sake of the Fae kingdom and the Fae population. He was wise, knew much in life and love. Hell, he’d even had a few past lovers of his own. That didn’t mean he felt deserving of such emotions. There was no amount of purity or innocence in the life he led. It would always be a part of him no matter how many years he left it to become a student and father. There would always be blood on his hands. All he could do was just hide his pain behind his humor and smirk.

When the new student from a different world dropped down into the Twisted Wonderland, his slightly chaotic life became a whirlwind.

You'd constantly jump at his little pranks and giggle with him on his stupid jokes. You even tried his food once! (you went to heaven and back, then had a stomach ache for a few days...) He was delighted by your presence to say the least.

He especially enjoyed how intently you'd listen to his stories. You sat right next to him on the couch in Daisomnia and drank soothing tea with him, listening to fun stories from his days as General Vanrouge. "... As you know, I'd trained young Silver to become a knight. Training under an Army General was no easy feat I must say. He'd tucker himself out daily, hah!" He chuckled heartily while you listened intently, giggling along with him. "Oh man! So Silver's been this sleepy since he was a baby?" You giggled. "Yes beastie, he was always a sleepy young boy, but an incredibly hard worker nonetheless." Lilia informed with his signature smirk.

"Do you think you could ever tell me about you in battle? i've always been super intrigued by that part of you. It's kinda attractive thinking about how you were able to swing your sword around n' stuff!" Your face became a shining red. "W-well not, like, attractive y'know, just really cool and admirable!" You tried clarifying while your hands were in an uncontrollable frenzy around you. His bright red eyes were wide as he cackled."My my beastie, I didn't take you for such a blunt little human! But, are you sure you'd want to hear about my more gruesome days? They are not for the faint of heart I must inform you. Occasionally I can barely handle the thought of what I did myself..." He muttered the last bit to himself.

"Pleaseeee tell me Lilia! I'll be fine, your history has always been an interest of mine!" You flushed. He smiled, a bit more stiff now. "If you really must insist. Where should I start, hmm... Ah yes," He said as an event bubbled up in his memory,"Five Hundred years ago, the Fae war occurred..."

As his story progressed, your (e/c) eyes watched his lips, every expression on his face. The way his brows furrowed while explaining a part of his history he assumed were imperfections. As his story concluded your eyes were twinkling."Woah... You're really cool Lilia. A lot more cooler than you were before this might I add..." You said in awe. His slightly glassy eyes widened.

"Is that what you believe, beastie?" He sighed a small laugh. "Yeah! I knew I meant it when I said you were really attractive swinging that sword thingy!" Well that was a new reaction to his tainted history. He couldn't help but laugh. He clutched his stomach with a slight pink tint to his cheeks. "My, you're truly something beastie... something special..."

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Riddle Rosehearts ~
Riddle of course, being self conscious as he is, believed that after his overblot and everything he did before it, no one could love him. He thought he was cruel and mean, even scary. That wasn’t the way he wanted to be portrayed. People still walked on eggshells around him even though he wasn’t his tyrannical self anymore. He felt like he was performing as some other Riddle Rosehearts every time he was kind.

No one could love this Riddle Rosehearts… Or so he thought.

It wasn’t until he began getting closer with you then suddenly his eyes were pried open to the world around him. It was safe to say it was much brighter than he imagined.

He slowly grew closer to you, bonding and finding easy ways to strike up conversation. Not only that, you're incredibly extroverted and blunt about your emotions. Whenever someone seems to be making fun of Riddle for his behavior before the overblot, you're going right up to the student and give them an ear-full about how their opinion is wrong and that they should love Riddle. (he’d be as bright as a strawberry while telling you to calm down.)

Once he managed to pry you off the students who were shit-talking him, you rubbed the back of your neck embarrassed. "Oh! I- uh- I didn't mean to go all out like that. I just hate it when people talk about you like that Riddle, you're so lovable- I U-UH! Ahah!" You giggled in shock with yourself, waving your hands in front of your pink face. Before he could even try to have a stern talk with you, his cheeks flushed."I-I... What??”

On another occasion, he was in the middle of class. The professor had introduced the concept for the presentation that their class had a month to work on. The groups were loudly assigned and yet… You two were in different groups. Obviously, you and your raging crush on the boy would not let this slide. “Excuse me, sir, I would like to be with Rid- I mean uhm, group number two.” Riddle looked at you like you were going nuts. “What would the reason for that be?” The professor questioned. “I- Uh… I’m not comfortable working with my group members!”

That was the quickest Riddle had ever seen someone come up with a lie in all his 17 years of living. Did he fall in love just a bit?……………… maybe.

“I suppose it would be alright.” The professor replied with a sigh, clearly done with this job. Riddle never fails to become speechless with your actions. It’s like you’re screaming “I love you” at him every day and he doesn’t know how to manage it. His poor little heart is overflowing with everything you do… But as time goes on and this becomes a commonality for your “friendship” he becomes comfortable with the fact that someone loves him. Even more so from the fact that the someone is you.

Every time you merely spoke to him it was like a big fat “i adore you, kiss me” slapped in his face. It was sweet, it went against the rules, it was everything he was told was inappropriate and indecent. Yet, why did he crave it so much? Not even he could answer that. All he knew was that it felt alright to break the rules in this instance…

Azul Ashengrotto ~
Azul believed that getting loved by someone was an experience he would not get to have. He'd scammed people of their dignities, even money sometimes, and did it all for the sake of making up for what his insecurities made him believe he lacked. It was a hard life he ran of weighing the pros ans cons of every day he lived, but it was all to gain success.

It wasn’t like he needed validation for what he was doing. Totally, not at all! He got just enough validation from seeing the crestfallen faces of his scam victims in action. The way their smirks would drop provided enough entertainment for the day…… is what he thought.

Then when he decided to have you sit in on a special contract, one he decided to make with you, he was instantly flustered by the wave of compliments you threw his way. “Wow Azul, the way you persuade people is so incredible,” You said in awe,”It’s almost attractive, y’know?” Your hand slapped over your mouth, slowly falling back into your lap as a shy smile formed on your lips. His face turned brightttttt red. His glasses even started fogging up from the amount of heat radiating off his face.

”A-ah yes…. I see.” Azul felt like he suddenly had no control over himself whatsoever. He was used to being praised or criticized for his work, but he’d never had someone so near and dear to his heart say it was attractive!!!! Seriously (y/n), warn the man before you attack him with your kind and sweet words, he might fall in love!!! It’s safe to say he was having a heart attack. Yet, at the same time, he felt guilty. There was something telling him you didn’t see how terrible he was. To himself, he was weak and cruel. He was unfit for such praises.

Unfortunately for his insecurities, your compliments and praises never ceased to end. Every day it was something new and unexpected to him.

“Your glasses make your eyes look really sparkly!”

“You look so serious and dapper in your uniform, it’s so hot!!”

”Can you show me your octo-form one day? I bet you look gorgeous!!”

So yeah, he’s exploding daily because of you.

But then again, your spontaneity added something fresh and new, more exciting to his days. Instead of going through his day with a work-life balance, he had you at his hip talking about him as if he were some handsome prince. He’d notice your cheeks turning a bright pink after noticing what you said. Clearly everything you said about him was an inner thought of yours and it slowly pulled back any doubts he had. Maybe even making him fall deeper in love with you...

Malleus Draconia ~
Malleus knew he was scary. Horrifying even. He saw the way people ran and hid whenever he so much as walked through the hallways. The ways they’d whisper behind him in terror. Love was something foreign to him. He was a dragon prince from a dark kingdom where people bowed down to his every wish and law. He’d never experienced true love no matter how much he tried. It was something he never imagined would ever happen.

Not until a new prefect of Ramshackle dropped in.

On one of his nightly walks, you just happened to be there too. You'd been on your way, in a rush I may add, to get some food and necessities for your run-down dorm and your fat cat with an endless pit of a stomach. (seriously, it seems like nothing you give him will fix his hunger...)

Accidently, you bumped into the tall man who you hadn't seen through the darkness of the night. "Oof!-" "Ah-" It was like he was a brick wall the way you bounced right off him and fell onto your butt and he stood sturdy as ever. "Oh! So sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you! You alright?" You said sweetly with a small giggle. You looked up at him with no fear in your eyes, not even a glint. Instead, it was replaced with something fonder. Once your eyes adjusted to the darkness you saw who it truly was. Malleus Draconia. "Ohhh, you must be that Malleus guy, right? I’ve heard a lot about you.”

He was completely bamboozled. Someone in this school wasn’t terrified of him?! Well that was new…

“Yes, I am Malleus Draconia. Who might you be?” He said pleasantly in his rich deep voice while taking your hand and helping you to your feet.

“Well, I gotta get to know you first. You’re a fae right?”

“O-oh yes, I suppose that is true..”

“Well then I guess we should hang out more, y’know? I’ll get to know you better, I’ll give you my name, it’ll be fun!”

Oh he fell in love. Deep love. It was clear you’d taken an interest in the Fae species. It felt almost caring. Not that he felt deserving of it, but it felt nice.

“For now you can call me (n/n)! Or whatever you want— it’s totally your preference.”

“That sounds pleasant, (n/n).”

From that day forward it was kinda like a promise between the two of you. You’d walk the halls together, meet up at Ramshackle, literally wherever you felt like going, just to talk.

“You know (n/n), gargoyles are such interesting creatures. I must show you them some time.” Malleus said happily. “Really? Where do you even find them?” You questioned. He noticed how focused in you were in his hyperfixation.

“They are behind the Ramshackle dorm. You truly are interested in my studies on gargoyles?” “Uh, yeah! Obviously I do! It's so cute seeing the sparkle in your eyes every time you talk about your gargoyle stuff." Your cheeks flushed as you quietly gasped at your own words. Malleus' lips parted slightly in shock. You giggled to yourself and your own bluntness, him joining in a few moments after.

He spoke softly to you again, "Do you think you'll ever tell me your name?"

"Hmmm, maybe some day Mallie!"

"Mmm... someday." He hummed to himself. A soft smile formed on his lips.

Lilia Vanrouge ~
Lilia Vanrouge, a former war general, the man who killed thousands for the sake of the Fae kingdom and the Fae population. He was wise, knew much in life and love. Hell, he’d even had a few past lovers of his own. That didn’t mean he felt deserving of such emotions. There was no amount of purity or innocence in the life he led. It would always be a part of him no matter how many years he left it to become a student and father. There would always be blood on his hands. All he could do was just hide his pain behind his humor and smirk.

When the new student from a different world dropped down into the Twisted Wonderland, his slightly chaotic life became a whirlwind.

You'd constantly jump at his little pranks and giggle with him on his stupid jokes. You even tried his food once! (you went to heaven and back, then had a stomach ache for a few days...) He was delighted by your presence to say the least.

He especially enjoyed how intently you'd listen to his stories. You sat right next to him on the couch in Daisomnia and drank soothing tea with him, listening to fun stories from his days as General Vanrouge. "... As you know, I'd trained young Silver to become a knight. Training under an Army General was no easy feat I must say. He'd tucker himself out daily, hah!" He chuckled heartily while you listened intently, giggling along with him. "Oh man! So Silver's been this sleepy since he was a baby?" You giggled. "Yes beastie, he was always a sleepy young boy, but an incredibly hard worker nonetheless." Lilia informed with his signature smirk.

"Do you think you could ever tell me about you in battle? i've always been super intrigued by that part of you. It's kinda attractive thinking about how you were able to swing your sword around n' stuff!" Your face became a shining red. "W-well not, like, attractive y'know, just really cool and admirable!" You tried clarifying while your hands were in an uncontrollable frenzy around you. His bright red eyes were wide as he cackled."My my beastie, I didn't take you for such a blunt little human! But, are you sure you'd want to hear about my more gruesome days? They are not for the faint of heart I must inform you. Occasionally I can barely handle the thought of what I did myself..." He muttered the last bit to himself.

"Pleaseeee tell me Lilia! I'll be fine, your history has always been an interest of mine!" You flushed. He smiled, a bit more stiff now. "If you really must insist. Where should I start, hmm... Ah yes," He said as an event bubbled up in his memory,"Five Hundred years ago, the Fae war occurred..."

As his story progressed, your (e/c) eyes watched his lips, every expression on his face. The way his brows furrowed while explaining a part of his history he assumed were imperfections. As his story concluded your eyes were twinkling."Woah... You're really cool Lilia. A lot more cooler than you were before this might I add..." You said in awe. His slightly glassy eyes widened.

"Is that what you believe, beastie?" He sighed a small laugh. "Yeah! I knew I meant it when I said you were really attractive swinging that sword thingy!" Well that was a new reaction to his tainted history. He couldn't help but laugh. He clutched his stomach with a slight pink tint to his cheeks. "My, you're truly something beastie... something special..."

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Riddle Rosehearts ~
The boy has had more than enough of you then accidentally says your brainrot in a sentence and actually dies. He hears enough of his world’s brainrot from Cater and Adeuce, even Trey when he feels cheeky. NOW YOU TOO??? It’s even worse that he has no power to make it stop. His unique power only works on people with magic and you obviously don’t have any.

“Riddle you’re such an alpha! But no cap the way you order around your dorm mates is NOT sigma behavior-“ “SHUT YOUR MOUTH THIS INSTANT!”

Poor guy can’t look at you now because he feels, in your words, like he lost major aura points for now accidentally using it in his daily life.

“Ace… This is the last time I will allow your rowdiness today. It is not sigma of y-…” He physically grabs his chest in shock and horror while spacing out. Can’t even finish his sentence. Ace is concerned and thinks Rids got a heart attack mid lecture from the way he looks like he got the wind knocked right from his lungs and clutched his uniform right above his heart. “U-uh hey man, you good?”

“I am ashamed of what I’ve become.”

“Uh okay… I’m gonna get (y/n)…”

”DON’T YOU DARE-“

As you can see, he’s crashing out. It's not like he can live it down either because Sevens knows Ace told all of his besties about his prim and proper Housewarden saying "sigma". Now everyone's saying it around him. He's furious but can't do anything about it because there's no rule forbidding the use of "sigma" in the Queen's rule book.

Leona Kingscholar ~
He’s about to strangle you. He can’t spend another day listening to your random words and the shit that comes out of your mouth. He gets woken from his naps with ,”Time to wake up alpha!” and the curtains in front of his window rudely opened.

This is worse than babysitting Cheka, worse than dealing with the rowdy students in his dorm. Literally nothing can top your brainrot and how much it pisses him off. Hates it even more that it's rubbed off on him and the other Savanaclaw students. Because now he 's wondering why everyone's calling him "alpha" and "pro looksmaxxer".

He once walked out of his dorm room thinking today he would finally get a break when suddenly, you appeared. "Rise and grind!" He promptly turned on his heel and ran for his bed. This shit HAD to be a fever dream. To add salt to the wound, his brother called him to bring Cheka over for babysitting.

It was a nightmare.

He left Cheka with you because no way in hell was he spending his day with a little child. Tell him why Cheka comes back talking about some “rizz”… and you’re grinning with delight while trying to hold back cackles.

“Unca Leona had rizz!!” “Yup, that’s right Cheka!”

What. The. Fuck.

“The hell is going on here Herbivore…” Leona asks, nearly growling. “Uh… nothing…”

He sent Cheka back and threatened him to not tell his dad. Obviously little Cheka didn’t listen. His brother called.

“Leona, why is Cheka saying you have rizz?? What does that even mean?” Farena giggled. Leona on the other hand was about to die of embarrassment.”Nothing Farena… just some stupid word. I don’t even know what it means.”

After hanging up the call he was so close to storming right up to your dorm and giving you a piece of his mind, but taking his mid day nap sounded much better.

Azul Ashengrotto ~
He’s about to make a contract with you to shut up Ursula style.

“Azul, will you be the Ballerina Cappuccina to my Tung tung tung tung Sahur?” You wink. He’s sitting there like he’s going through a midlife crisis at the fresh age of 17 years old. “W-… What does that even MEANNNNNN-“

He’s actually about to drown you in the Mostro Lounge’s fish tanks. Even considering sending you to the Tweels to make your jokes elsewhere. He just needs you anywhere else than near him so he doesn’t have to be tortured by Italian brainrot.

When he sends you to the Tweels in hopes of shutting you up his plan obviously backfires. Why you ask? Well now the Tweels are saying it.

“Yo Azul, you’re Tung tung sumthin’ Sahur? Shrimpy said that ya were, ain’t it funny!” Floyd cackles.

He puts his head in his hands and sighs. “Wow Azul, are you perhaps crashing out?” Jade snickers.

He’s close to tears. Poor guy is DONE with everyone. He won’t even respond to brainrot anymore, or he’ll run and hide in his octopot for comfort…

Let my man have some peace in his life for once 😭😭💔

Kalim Al-Asim ~
He’s just as enthusiastic as ever, yet has no idea what you’re saying.

“Kalim, that party last night was so skibidi! Invite me to the next one!” You say excitedly. “Wha… y..YEAH it really was awesome! I’ll have another one tonight (y/n) you better be there!” He says while hopping off to Jamil and informing him of the new plan.

He’s not even questioning it. He actually goes along with it too. “KALIM THIS PARTY IS SO SIGMA” “HECK YEAH IT’S SIGMA!!!” you two scream over the heart pounding music of the 12th party he’s had this month.

He definitely asks Jamil about it though…”Do you know what sigma means? I remember (y/n) said it last night but I never got to ask them about what it meant. Do you think it has a meaning?” And Jamil is wracking his brain trying to think of literally anything but he’s equally as confused if not more. “Uh I couldn’t tell you. I’ve got no idea what that means either.”

Obviously, as he’s so curious, Kalim bounces up to you with a billion questions.”(y/n)! (y/n)!! I got a question! What do those sigma and skibidi words mean?”

The fact is, you really didn’t know what they mean. They’re just funny sayings…”Well y’know like… This party’s so skibidi is like uhhh it’s really good and like… sigmas the same. I think.” Clearly you didn’t know what you were talking about. Yet he was nodding his head and taking note of it,”Ohhh…. I seee… Hah! You’re such a skibidi sigma friend (y/n)!” “You’re a skibidi sigma friend too Kalim!!” He proceeds to knock you over in a hug in the middle of the NRC hallways.

Vil Schoenheit ~
He’s one more heavy sigh from digging your grave in a not so attractive way.

“Hey Vil, is mewing part of your beauty routine? ‘Cus let me tell ya, Gigachad is jealous of that jawline. I swear your face card is LETHAL.”

His brows are furrowed so hard in confusion while he's doing his mascara that he’s gonna need to put on more wrinkle cream before bed. “I don't understand what you're saying potato and I find myself not caring to know. Now if you could allow me to concentrate while doing my lashes that would be greatly appreciated." He gives you a dirty side eye through his mirror, "Your foolish words are distracting me."

He brushes off whatever you say with such elegance you get whiplash. At the same time though, you're getting put into one of Vil's special lessons with Epel on how to behave better.

Epel is about to explode with giggles whenever you give a smart or silly response to Vil when he's trying to make you talk "normally". Vil is grumbling about how unruly you two are together and you two are cackling about things he can't even wrap his head around understanding.

"So then- Oh ma gawd- HAH- That guy in ma hometown said "Ya ain't all that alpha buddy" and then- SHUT UP- His buddy said "On skibidi?" LIKE WHAT THE FUC-" "BAHAHAHA-" You and Epel are making a vein bulge out of his forehead. The vulgarity, the tone, the way you two are slapping each other while cackling, EVERYTHING... This may just be the first time Vil has had to deal with a lost cause because NOTHING is changing you two.

Idia Shroud ~
Dude knows EXACTLY what you’re saying and it’s a very bonding moment. He’ll use the twisted wonderland’s brainrot and you use yours. All of a sudden he’s an extrovert.

You two are usually gaming when the brainrot comes out. If there’s a Twisted Wonderland version of Fortnite, y’all are DIRTY in that game. For once in his gaming life, he’s suddenly losing… “BRO SAVEMESAVEME FUCK!!!” “I’M COMING ALPHA STAY NONCHALANT-”

“(Y/N) I’M GONNA FUCKING CRASH OUT GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE-“ He’s on dangerously low HP and theres no chug jugs or healers around. You’re his only hope cus everyone else in the game hates you two and how much you guys cheat your way to the top. He’s literally about to throw his controller at the wall before you swoop in to heal him. “Thanks bro that was so sigma of you… You’re getting backshots for this, Omega.”

“Oiled up?”

“Is that even a question?”

“‘Kay Diddy…”

“Who?”

“HELP ME I’M GETTING ATTACKED-“

“I’M COMING!”

And then you two just keep crashing out over the game like that didn’t just come out of your mouths. He is DANGEROUSLY comfortable with you now and is no longer in control of what comes out of those blue ahh lips.

Malleus Draconia ~
He’s curious and wants you to teach him every single brainrot term created. You could literally be saying “Woah Hornton, you’re an alpha looksmaxxer, I could goon to your face daily…” and he’d be like ”Interesting terminology Child Of Man. I am thoroughly intrigued by your words. Is there a translation for this? Are there any other words from your world’s joyful language? Do tell.” With a jolly smile on his face.

He never understands what you’re saying yet tries to use it in his sentences because they’re so absurd it sounds like a different language to him. “We have many skibidi classmates in this school…” Malleus will happily say to a fellow housewarden who’s also been attacked by your brainrot. He’s confused on why the housewarden is groaning like he’s on his deathbed.

Even worse, when it’s around Lilia…

Lilia was trying to cook one scary evening. Everyone and their grandmother knew he was a terrible cook. Dinner was already running on nightmare fuel. As the plates were happily set in front of Sebek, Malleus and Silver, they nervously took a bite.

It was all quiet in the dinning room of Daisomnia apart from the occasional choking sound of Sebek trying to honorably force it down and the sound of Silver literally fainting and slamming his head down onto the counter from disgust. Malleus spoke in horror, “This is…. unsigma.” while staring at the bowl of doom and despair soup.

Lilia is crouched over the floor cackling and Sebek is now fainted too. Daisomnia is NOT ready for this dragon and his brainroted bestie!🫶

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Ace Trappola ~
Would probably laugh in your face if you did that staring thing while holding your tongue out. He'd ask you if you had some head injury through cackles that sprung tears in his eyes...

And after calling you weird he'd start doing it to you...

While walking past one of his classes you'll catch him sticking his tongue out and giving you a dead eyed stare, shortly before being yelled at by his teacher for not paying attention.

After a long basketball practice, he comes right up to you, sweat dripping from his face and ginger hair sticking to his cheeks.

“Wow Ace, you look really chopped right now.”

He frowns slightly, ”I don’t know what that means, but I’m already offended.”

Once you’ve explained the word to him he nearly strangles you

“‘Scuse me??!! I ain’t chopped!”

“But like, you’re my chuzz!”

“I’M GONNA FUCKING HIT YOU WITH THIS BASKETBALL I SWEAR TO THE SEVEN!!”

Deuce Spade ~
Deuce... I hate to say it but he is unknowingly the epitome of "performative male"... and realizing that, you'll egg him on to say things that prove it.

"Hey Deuce, are you listening to Laufey right now?"

*takes off one of his headphones* "Huh? Oh uh I'm listening to that new Laufey and Clairo song."

"Hm.. interesting... interesting..."

Then later on, you'll catch him walking out of a cafe with a matcha latte with a blue labubu hanging off his belt loop...

When asked about it "Oh yeah my mom got me this. She said it was cute. It kinda is, don't you think?"

The final straw? Walking in on him aggressively reading something. You assume he's studying until you notice two books beside him... The authors were Mary Wolstonecraft and Silvia Fredrici. That's when it clicks, it's feminist literature.

"I-I don't know, okay!! I think all girls... no uh, women deserve to be respected and treated equally! What's so wrong about that?!"

"YOU'RE A PERFORMATIVE MAN DEUCE!"(you scream in agony)

"WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN????!!!"

After inevitably learning what that means, he's mortified.

"I swear I'm not like that! I just like that stuff like a normal person!"

"NORMAL PEOPLE DON'T LIKE THAT STUFF, PERFORMATIVE MEN DO!!!"

He now catches himself doing performative stuff literally everyday. He'll wear a white button up and a sweater vest with jeans or dressy pants just to go out with friends and to dress like an "honors student" then the flash of a performative man will appear in his mind.

Ace catches on too.... Yeah, Deuce isn't having a very fun time.

Jack Howl ~
Jack seems like he wouldn't use much Magicam, he'd only have it to see what the people from his hometown are up to. From staying in NRC for the short amount of time he has though, It's clear he knows a handful of terms.

When you instinctively call him alpha he just bats an eye. He does huff a little at the name.

After a track meet, he’s exhausted. His pulled back hair is now covering his forehead and he is wolfing down gallons of water. (pun intended)

You prance right up to him, “Wow, you were literally the alpha out there!”

He looks at you like you have three heads.

“You’re being weird again…” he says through deep breaths. He is NOT in favor of this nickname.

Then while you’re hanging out in his dorm room- “Jack, you’re the alpha to my omega🫶”

He quite literally stops moving, looks at you, looks away, buries his head in his hands, and loudly groans. “Is it because I’m a wolf beastman…” he murmurs

”Yup!!!!!!!!” “…ugh”

Epel Felmier ~
Now listen here, this boy knows some brainrot humor, but he's not seasoned in it... So when he told you "Yeah, hopefully I grow ta be 6'7 or sumthin'" and you just reply back "67..." he just stares at you with an unreadable expression, but anyone could tell it was one of complete confusion and annoyance.

He’s a perfect ragebait target, so he’s heard a bunch of these terms from you. He’s successfully annoyed into asking you what they mean…

“What the hell does “Sybau” mean?!!?”

“Epel, Epel, Epel… Let me take you to a whole new world.”

Now this is a bad duo… for Vil of course.

It goes quickly from you annoying Epel to no end, to teaching him your ways, to now rage baiting Vil.

Epel already gets reprimanded enough by his Housewarden, why not annoy him a little more?

Picture this, the Pomefoire AC stops working (because when does Crowley do it job). Vil’s hair starts to get a little frizzy, the concealer under his eyes and on the side of his nose starts melting. He is having a bad day, okay.

“Dayum Vil. Yer lookin’ chopped today.”

No one in the dorm has seen Vil so enraged.

Please pray for Epel everyone.

Ortho Shroud ~
Ortho already knows every single brainrot term. He’s had them in his memory because of his ability to search the internet, and because of Idia’s gaming of course.

You’re gossiping with Ortho about boy problems,” Yeah! And like not only was my ex stupid, he was also chopped asf like SYBAU!”

Ortho nods along with much investment in the drama of your last relationship. “He sounds like an NPC!” He says with a cheery and amused tone.

But sometimes, he’ll hear you say something he has absolutely no knowledge of.

You two will be waiting on the lunch line, which is incredibly slow, and you’ll groan “Ugh, ts pmo icl rn…”

He nearly blue-screens from the utter nonsense that just left your mouth before asking what it means so he can add it to his database.

His favorite brainrot term you say is “chuzz” or “huzz.” It just sounds so funny to him and it keeps your gossip sessions entertaining!

Sebek Zigvolt ~
When you're obviously distracted during a study session and you say "Sebek, your hair kinda reminds me of labubu Dubai chocolate matcha, y'know?"

He's just speechless.

He leans forward in his chair with a face of clear disbelief.

"W-... what does that even mean..???" He's officially the target of your ragebaiting.

Spotting him across the hallway and screaming, "Matcha labubu!! Come walk with me!!" while waving him over.

He would've pretended not to know you if he wasn't so loyal.

"You're so baddie in equestrian practice, my little Dubai chocolate!"

"I AM NO CHOCOLATE!!! I AM A HALF FAE KNIGHT OF LORD MALLEUS!!!” He will shout in disbelief.

He doesn’t really know Dubai chocolate, matcha or labubus even are, just that you won’t stop ragebaiting him with it.

He’ll complain to Lilia after school about your silly name calling. Little does the boy know, Lilia had been doing his best to keep up with the newest slang…

Sebek is red faced and embarrassed while Lilia is cackling, practically slipping off the couch in Daisomnia. Silver and Malleus both look at each other, sigh, and giggle to themselves.