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The Remedy That Is You (Riddle Version)

Mentions: Fluff, Riddle-Centric, Second Person, Gender Neutral Reader

No matter how many a time the students of Nightraven College witnessed how their Housewarden did a complete 180 in your presence, it never ceased to amaze them.

It eventually got to the point where a majority of students began to question if you really were magickless. There was just no way your mere presence could bring out such light in their eyes, face softening and a smile so tender it was as if they were gazing upon one of the Seven.

Just how did you do it?

Riddle

“You imbecile!” Riddle’s voice boomed, echoing all throughout Heartslabyul. Fear set into all who heard it, a chain reaction flowing through their bodies as their hearts beat quicker, palms growing clammy in a cold sweat. No matter how many times their beloved Housewarden proved that he had changed, that he was no longer the cruel tyrant they all once feared, it did not stop the utter terror that ran through them when they did succeed in trying his patience.

Especially when it concerned the prized animals they cared for.

“Have I not made it clear several times that you are not to directly hit the hedgehogs?” Riddle continued to scream, face flaming red as he cradled the delicate creature in his arms. Whether or not the poor thing was shaking of its own account or fear of the one holding it was to be determined, but it mattered not with all eyes on the beholder. “Are you so dense that you cannot remember something as simple as that?”

“Housewarden Riddle,” the victim stuttered. It was a first-year clearly, face deathly pale and looking as if his soul would leave his body any moment in a fit of desperation. Anything to get away from such a ghastly scenario. “I-I…I swear it was a-a-an accident-”

“How do you accidentally do such a thing?” Riddle snapped back, nearly frothing at the mouth as he marched forward into the other’s space. The surrounding students gasped, taking a step back in turn and preparing for the inevitable as his hand noticeably itched for his pen. The first-year clearly noticed as well, eyes bulging and feet shifting in preparation to run if need be. “Even so, there is no room for such impertinence. Why, I should have your head for that!”

“Riddle?”

The effect was almost instant.

The speed at which the male stepped back was almost inhuman, head snapping back so quickly a few flinched at the thought of such inevitable whiplash. The snarl on his lips dropped, not taking on a smile but smoothing out the lines his earlier scowl created. In fact, the only evidence of his incredible fury from but a moment ago was the ever present brightness of his face, taking its time in ever so slowly draining away.

Then, they saw it.

The moment you managed to break through the crowd, eyebrows furrowed and mouth slightly agape as you surveyed the situation, the sharpness in his gaze disappeared. It was almost comical how instantly his pupils blew, nearly overtaking the storm in his eyes. Some swore that if it were possible hearts would most definitely be shining from his orbs, beating in tune with the one confined by his mortal body yet still promised to you.

Great Seven, the way he greeted you as well. It nearly ached how tenderly a soft ‘My Rose’ escaped from his lips, and it was then they all knew that in his mind the rest of the world faded away until all that lay within it was you.

“Ace nearly gave me a heart attack when he blew up my phone, spewing nonsense of a bomb about to blow the whole of the dorm,” you gently teased, stepping towards him with such ease despite the still shaking of Riddle’s body. Yet, as you placed a delicate hand on his arm, the tremors all but disappeared. “Guess he wasn’t that far off for once.”

The red fury on his face was now one of shame and embarrassment, tucking his head down and staring as he gently calmed the still shaking hedgehog. “He exaggerates…” he nearly mumbled, refusing to look up at the gentle smile you were giving him. 

You stared at him with the same fondness he just had moments ago, thumb softly rubbing against his arm. Words could not explain the relief they all felt when you looked up at them all and nodded your head back to the main dorm building, silently giving them permission to finally escape.

At the sound of their retreat Riddle’s head shot up, confusion evident. “Who gave you all permission to leave?” he called out, stepping out of your grasp and staring at their retreating backs. If his hands weren’t occupied you were sure he would be waving them in a blind fury. “Come back! You have yet to-”

“Riddle,” you interrupted, cupping his face in your hands and turning his gaze to you instead. It was a miracle that he had yet to pass out, blood still continuously rushing to his face as he had no choice but to lock eyes with you. Fingertips caressed under his eyes, exaggerated breathing from you goading him to follow with, not once turning away. Not daring to escape the land you’ve trapped him in.

He didn’t know how much time passed, just the two of you standing there and the animal in his arms long since passed out, nor did he care. Just your touch alone was enough to soothe his soul, your gaze and sweet words were simply a bonus that he thought himself unworthy of, yet here he was.

“There we go,” you cooed, dropping your hands but not once breaking contact from his face. Down his cheeks that you held for a moment, nails barely scraping down his neck in tune with the pleasant shiver it sent down his spine, dancing across his shoulders and tickling his waist before coming to a stop there. “Why don’t we sit and enjoy some tea to help calm you down more, hm?”

“It’s not yet past the lunch hour,” he responded, yet almost drunkenly. “Rule 148 states-” The small burst of laughter that left you was enough to shut him up, watching as your head tilted back and shined even brighter than the sun that warmed you both. He decided that he really didn’t want you to stop anytime soon. “Though…though I suppose I could make an exception…”

A few more chuckles rang, and you gave him another playful smile along with a gentle squeeze. “How kind.”

Yes, yes you really were quite magical.

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Perfection

Mentions: Vil Centric, 2nd Person, Fluff, Gender Neutral Reader

Vil knew that he was beautiful.

Thousands would sing and brag that he was the epitome of beauty, if not that of utter perfection. He had millions entrapped in the mere palm of his hand, willing to trip and fall to follow his every desire at the drop of a hat. There isn’t a single compliment nor praise that he hasn’t already heard before and will continue to be showered with for years to come.

Yes, Vil knew that he was beautiful.

Would he ever grow bored of such a fact? No, never. He had worked far too hard to ever throw it all away for something as meager as ‘burn out’ but…he cannot deny that deep down he’s grown just the slightest bit tired of the same old flattery. Every second of every day seeing the same comments, the same edits, the same predictable applause. 

So could anyone really blame him for finding such amusement, such appreciation for such sheer boldness?

“Yes, yes, that’s it. Now tilt your head just ever slightly to the left…yes! Hold it there!” 

Ever since he had first become acquainted with you, you had made it clear of your utter love for photography. Never had he seen you without the bulky device hanging from your neck, the beginnings of fabric burn always barely showing from constant contact with the strap. No matter how many times he scolded you, saying it would be much less strain to simply carry it around in a case, you always remained the stubborn one.

“Beauty doesn’t wait for anyone, Vil. I want to capture it the moment I see it. Any longer and it’s just a second hand product.”

Now he could see what you meant, currently being the subject of the very beauty you wanted to capture. To freeze in time forevermore at its peak.

Never before had he had to fight back against such a fierce blush that desperately attempted to scrawl up his neck. The utter need to want to melt from your gaze and oh damn you…

You peaked ever so slightly from the lens, scrutinizing his form from just a few feet away. Eyes scaling over every inch of his being so tenderly he had to keep himself from squirming. He wouldn't admit that his wrist was beginning to slightly ache, the one cradling the side of his face as his elbow rested against the fine glass table. He was grateful for the shade the surrounding trees provided, it had been quite the sunny day when you both left for your date. The grass of the field was lush, daisies barely sprouting yet adding the perfect touch of color.

He had barely sat down to enjoy the moment with you when you yelled for him to freeze, utterly insisting that you had to capture a photo that very second. Peeved as he was for a bit, he couldn’t deny you something he knew brought you such happiness. Yet, any agitation immediately washed away once he saw you in your element.

You didn’t lay a finger on him once that past few minutes, but you managed to handle him with such care with your words alone. Each praise, each smile of satisfaction, your mere gaze set him ablaze like no other could before. He was the center of your attention, of your entire being in that instant, and it felt better than anything fame nor fortune could ever give.

“Done!” You cheered, breaking him out of his reverie. You stood from you crouch with a groan, swiping away at the leftover grass that continued to cling to your clothing. Any other instance he would have instantly berated you for allowing such a nice outfit to be dirtied, but the words caught in his throat as you sped to his side, allowing you to lean you weight against him just a bit. “See, I told you it would be a great shot! Just look at how much your eyes pop despite the shade-”

You rambled on and on, excitedly going over every aspect of the photo that he normally wouldn’t care for. However, as he gazed upon the digital copy of him, he couldn’t help but be in utter awe. He had seen himself in thousands of different poses against hundreds of numerous posters, seen his entire being in dozens of films, looked upon his reflection millions every morning. 

Your one photo, however, captured something that he couldn’t put a name to…It was just one measly photo, yet it…it was…

“not to mention how you managed to angle your body just right for a great mix of relaxed yet alluring. It’s perfect!” You exclaimed, pulling the camera back and continuing to look upon it.

Warmth sprouted in his chest, one that he has come to grow familiar with in his time of courting you. 

Yes…all was perfect…

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The Remedy That Is You (Leona Version)

Mentions: Leona-Centric, Fluff, Second Person, Gender Neutral Reader, Pretty Used As A Gender Neutral Term

No matter how many a time the students of Nightraven College witnessed how their Housewarden did a complete 180 in your presence, it never ceased to amaze them.

It eventually got to the point where a majority of students began to question if you really were magickless. There was just no way your mere presence could bring out such light in their eyes, face softening and a smile so tender it was as if they were gazing upon one of the Seven.

Just how did you do it?

Leona

Everything was so grating.

Leona didn’t know what it was, truthfully. The moment he awoke feeling a little too warm with too painfully bright sun rays flooding into his room, he knew it would be a bad day. His usual favorite meat tasting off during breakfast, the usual bustle of his dorm aggravating his sensitive ears, the utter lack of energy he felt to even move. It was irritating.

The leech in his room made it no better.

“Leona!” Ruggie huffed for what felt like the hundredth time that day, expression one of pure and utter exasperation. The veins in hands were bulging from the other strength it was taking to continuously pull at the other’s vest, a poor attempt at trying to get Leona to budge if not just a little. “We already talked about this. I don’t care if you miss half the day, but you can’t miss today's test! Professor Crewel is going to skin you alive after all the weeks of prep!”

“Quit it” Leona growled, brows furrowing as he swiped at Ruggie’s hands, not bothering to open his eyes once. “You’re going to stretch out my clothes.”

“What? The crown prince can’t be bothered to get new ones?” Ruggie strained, ignoring the demand as he continued to pull. “You would make me go out and get them for you anyways…”

Realizing that his efforts were in vain, the hyena released the fabric with a loud sigh before turning to the open doorway. “Where are our reinforcements?!”

Leona didn’t bother to listen to whatever response was shouted in return, shifting to a new position now that the offending hands were off of him. He shoved his face into his pillow, flopping from his side onto his stomach. The cool fabric felt nice on his face compared to the natural warmth of the dorm, a soothing balm to the stress of the bothersome day.

Well, it was nice until he sensed another presence entering his room just a minute later. His tail flicked in noticeable irritation, anger beginning to brew within his gut. What wasn’t getting through these imbeciles' heads? Was he actually going to have to knock some sense into them all? The idea didn’t sound too bad, especially if he could get his irritation out in some way…

Before he could spiral further into such dark thoughts a familiar touch ran down his hair. Gentle fingers easily detangling knots with such care that his own body relaxed without his permission. It was almost scary how easily his vessel recognized the touch of his other half, his herbivore without even having to lay eyes on them. Their scent just as effortlessly soothed his aching mind, turning his brain into mush without a thought to fight back. 

He hadn’t even realized he began purring until your chuckles filled the air, smile unflinching when he finally opened his eyes to glare at you. “I don’t recall telling you to stop,” he mumbled, words muffled with one side of his face practically smothered. 

“Someones grumpy today,” you teased, resuming your ministrations. You made sure your nails just barely scratched his scalp, amusement shining in your eyes at how the rumbles in his chest grew. He refused to answer, instead trying to drown himself in the pleasure your loving hand gave him. It was childish, yes, but this was so much better than whatever lecture you were sure to give him. It took that blissful hand lightly pinching one of his ears for his eyes to shoot open and give you his full attention with an almost genuine glare. “Nu-uh mister. Time to get out of bed. You’ve given Ruggie enough grief for a whole lifetime just about now.”

“I didn't ask him to be my babysitter,” he responded with an eye roll. “Such an unnecessary nuisance.”

“Hey, be nice.” Another pinch to his ear resulted in a growl, but you showed no fear as you stared down at him. “He’s looking out for you, cause seven knows that if it weren’t for him you would have long since become a hermit. Worse than Idia.”

A smirk grew on his face, huffing as he finally began to sit up. “When did my herbivore become so insulting.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes, crossing your arms. “Ever since I got dragged away from my beloved lunch just to get your lazy butt out of bed.” You continued to stare him down for a few seconds before your face softened. “Are you okay? I know you have your days sometimes but never enough for Ruggie to send for me.” A few moments of silence passed. “...that’s a lie, I mean not enough for Ruggie to send several lackeys dragging me kicking and screaming with no explanation other than panicked gibberish.”

Leona huffed a small laugh but you didn’t get to see much of it before he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a tight embrace, one you didn’t hesitate to embrace. A small laugh escaped you when he nuzzled into your neck, soft ears tickling your skin. The smug grin you felt growing on his face as well didn’t escape your notice, but you paid it no mind as you once again began petting his hair. “Everything just feels too bothersome today, nothing to worry your pretty head over.”

“You sure?” You replied softly, staring at the wall behind him in thought. “I wouldn’t mind writing to Professor Crewel to give you an extension. I know you have an important test today.”

It was his turn to laugh, pulling away from your neck but still keeping contact with you. Hands softly squeezed your hips, and he sighed as he gently laid his forehead against yours, refusing to look away from your gaze. “Such a good little herbivore, breaking the rules for me.” He laughed once more at the obvious flush growing up your neck, slowly spreading to your face as you glanced everywhere but him. Adorable. “Nah,” he started, returning his face to your neck and tightening his grip on you. “Just give me a bit. I want to enjoy you just a little longer.”

The flustered scolding you gave him just furthered his amusement, but he decided to give some mercy and instead decided to remain in content silence. One you held to objection too.

Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad day after all.

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Katarina's 18th Birthday SS Story Translation

I have translated Satoru Yamaguchi’s SS Story about Katarina's 18th birthday:

Series: My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom! Story Title: Katarina's 18th Birthday Source: Satoru Yamaguchi’s Blog Credits: maboroshi-no

Translation below ⮟

Katarina's 18th Birthday

Monkey Girl: Uwaah! It's pouring down!

As I was about to leave through the doorway, I finally realized that it was pouring down outside.

Because I slept in and got ready in a panic, I didn't have time to check the weather outside. 

I had planned to ride my bike to my meeting place with Acchan, but with how things were, I would be soaking wet by the time I arrived. 

Monkey Girl: What should I do?

After I had muttered this, as I was gazing outside confused over what to do, behind me…

???: Hey, what's wrong? Go out already.

Someone told me this.

When I looked back, it was my second older brother wearing nice clothes. He was probably going out too.

Monkey Girl: Well I'd like to, but it's pouring down outside. Now I'll be soaking wet by the time I arrive.

When I replied this, my older brother grinned.

Monkey Girl's Brother: I'm borrowing the car, so no problem for me.

He said this while flaunting the car's keys. It seemed like my older brother, who already had his driving license, had borrowed the car from our parents to go out.

Monkey Girl: Eeeeh, so lucky! Give me a ride!

When I promptly asked him, my brother said "Eh~" with a reluctant voice, but he asked me where I was going in a "Let's still ask…" way. 

Then, when I told him,

Monkey Girl's Brother: Aaah, I have no choice then. It's on the way, so I'll give you a ride.

He said.

Monkey Girl: Thank you.

After I had thanked him,

Monkey Girl's Brother: I'll have you return the favor when you have your license. 

After he had said this, I told my brother,

Monkey Girl: Okay~

…I cheerfully replied.

Like this, I had my brother drive me to my destination and I fully enjoyed myself without getting soaked. 

Then, around the time I went back, the rain had already stopped so I happily skipped back home.

Afterward, I happened to hear from my mother that my brother's destination and mine were in completely opposite directions.

It seemed like he had said "It was on the way" so I wouldn't feel bad about it.

On a general basis, my brother treated me roughly and I wouldn't say that he talked nicely, but I had known for a long time that he was actually incredibly nice. 

Alright, once I had my license, I would drive my brother this time. I decided this in my heart.

Anne: …rina, Lady Katarina, please wake up. It's morning.

When I opened my eyes after being called, Anne was standing there like always.

This was my familiar room in the Claes house.

It seemed like I had a very nostalgic dream. Not of my current life, but of my previous one.

I often had these dreams when I was 8 after I had regained memories, but I mostly hadn't these last few years. As I thought it was unusual…

Anne: Today is your birthday, isn't it? Happy birthday.

Anne said this with a smile.

Right. Today was my 18th birthday.

18 years old. I had finally exceeded the age I had in my past life. It might have been why I had that dream.

In my past life, I died in an accident when I was 17 years old.

Because I didn't reach the age of 18, I couldn't get my driving license… and as a result, I couldn't drive my older brother anywhere.

Even though I wanted to repay what he had done for me, I couldn't repay him.

I couldn't thank him for all he'd done for me or anything. I felt a throbbing pain in my chest. 

Anne: Lady Katarina, is something wrong?

Anne, who was sensitive to my changes, asked this with a worried expression.

Katarina: No, it's nothing. I was just dazed after waking up.

I said this because I didn't want to worry Anne.

Anne: If it seems like you're unwell, please tell me immediately. Otherwise, everyone coming to the party will worry.

Since she had said this,

Katarina: Okay, I understand.

I replied this.

Today, my birthday party was scheduled to be held.

Even though I had said "party", it wouldn't be anything as big as the one held for my 15th birthday. It would be an intimate one with only close friends and family.

It seemed like Father and Keith had planned on a family celebration at first, then everyone got wind of this and eagerly asked to join the celebrations, so they decided to hold a party.

I didn't know the details, but… How should I put it? Last year and the year before, it also ended up like this, with everyone celebrating my birthday. How long would this continue? Maybe until I got married? 

I was a little embarrassed but I certainly felt happy.

I shook off the earlier pain that was running through my chest and firmly raised my face.

Feeling down because of things of the past (life) would be improper to everyone celebrating my birthday.

Today, I would smile and express lots of gratitude to everyone celebrating my birthday.

?: Happy birthday.

?: Happy birthday!

The party started and I received birthday wishes from everyone.

Then I received presents. Farming tools, top-grade seedlings, and romance novels.

Everyone knew my tastes well.

Geordo: Katarina, look, these sweets are popular. Please enjoy them.

Geordo said this with a smile, then put the sweets on a plate and offered them to me.

With the same smile, Mary came over, and…

Mary: Lady Katarina, this is the new creation of your favorite pastry shop. Please enjoy it.

After saying this, she presented a plate to me.

Everyone really knew my tastes well.

Just from this, I felt incredibly happy and started smiling.

Geordo: Lady Mary, I was just recommending these sweets to Katarina.

Mary: And I have a different recommendation. When it comes to recommendations, there should be no rule stipulating that the swiftest wins.

Geordo: No, this is not what I meant. What I am asking you is to please refrain from getting in between a couple of fiancés engaging with each other.

Mary: In that case, I shall also ask you to refrain from getting in between friends engaging with each other.

As the two of them started bantering like this with smiling faces,

Keith: Big Sister, these are the sweets that you said you wanted to eat the other day…

When Keith came over and said this, Geordo and Mary directed, this time, their smiles toward him.

Geordo / Mary: I was just recommending sweets to (Lady) Katarina!

Because they had said this in a clear voice, Keith froze.

Sophia: Lady Katarina, let's discuss romance novels! About this new book that has just come out yesterday…

Nicol: Sophia, don't run. Calm down.

A sparkling-eyed Sophia and Nicol came over.

Maria: Umm, Lady Katarina. I have baked some new sweets for today.

With a shy smile, Maria gave me my favorite homemade sweets.

Alan: Hey, I'm borrowing that stage for a bit.

After saying this, Alan played violin for me on the small stage in the venue. A beautiful exhilarating melody flowed in the air.

For me to get such a celebration, I sincerely thought I was such a blessed person.

And then, it was time for the lively party to come to an end.

Geordo: You seem to have cheered up.

Geordo told me this in a voice only I could hear.

Katarina: ?

As I was confused because I didn't know what he meant, Geordo said,

Geordo: When the party started, you seemed a little down, so I was worried.

…he readily told me.

Katarina: You noticed?!

Even though I had been smiling so they wouldn't notice…

That's right. In the end, I couldn't shake off the memory of the dream from this morning, and the pain in my chest didn't disappear.

Even so, it was the party where everyone celebrated my birthday, so I put on a smile.

While doing so, I had fun, I felt happy, and before I knew it, I was really smiling.

Geordo: Yes, of course. I am your fiancé after all… or so I would like to say, but everyone else seems to have noticed as well.

After Geordo chuckled and said this, he moved his gaze to everyone. Curious, I looked in that direction.

When they noticed my gaze, each one smiled at me.

Everyone had noticed my gloom and been worried about me.

Katarina: Umm… I'm sorry. For making you worry.

After I had said this, Geordo was a little wide-eyed.

Geordo: Please don't worry about this. After all, this is something we did of our own accord.

Katarina: But…

Geordo: Besides, you'd do the same, Katarina. If I or the others were cheerless, you would also worry about us, right?

Katarina: Well, of course!

After I had firmly nodded and answered this, Geordo…

Geordo: And that's why we also worry about you in the same way. We are just repaying what you do for us. And when you cheered up during the party, we felt incredibly relieved and happy.

He said this and smiled. It was a very gentle smile.

Geordo: So please do not worry about this and just smile cheerfully.

Katarina: Thank you very much.

I thanked him from the bottom of my heart.

Mom, Dad, Big Bros, Acchan, everyone from my past life…

In this world I was reborn in, I met truly wonderful people.

To these gentle people precious to me, I would also repay the things that I couldn't during my past life.

Because I thought my precious people in my past life would surely say "It's fine".

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Labyrinth is one of my favourite films ever. I never get bored of it. I love that one of its message's is never let go of childish things or friendships. Never be ashamed of what they meant to you as you get older.

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Hello i’ve been reading the boyfriend contract over and over again because your writing is soooo good (SLOWBURN WITH AZUL RAGHHHH)

I just hope you have a nice and thank you for the wonderful writing 🫶

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How would you react? (reblog and tell me for part 2 >:3)

#I would suck him without hesitation

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Idia going on his first date with his partner and we just take him to a picnic in the middle of the woods behind the school building.

this sounds ominous... like u just take him... to the middle of the woods.... and on the first date... next thing u know its late at night and ortho cant find his brother... but yes i love picnics !!! :D srry if its a little OOC

"𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗃𝗈 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖾?"

[ᴵᵈⁱᵃ ˢʰʳᵒᵘᵈ ˣ ᵍⁿ!ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ]

"Uh, no."

"Oh, boooo. Why not?" You lean on the multitude of pillows on his bed. One of them was a plushie of you, requested by yours truly. Head all round like ball. You squish it.

"Because, really, out in nature? Me?" Idia lowers his Nintendo, looking at you incredulously. "You're asking the introverted tech guy if he wants to go and eat out in the forest?"

You roll your eyes. "Oh, come on, it's not as if I'm asking you out on a hike."

He sticks his face back in the screen. "Same point, I'm not going out to the woods just for lunch when I can have it here."

A sigh. This was a real struggle sometimes, especially with a boyfriend who's not so willing to entertain such cheesy ideas, let alone even imagine doing it.

"Come on, pleaseeee? It'd be really romantic."

"What, you gonna lead me there with a blindfold too?" He snorts while pressing away at the buttons. You throw a pillow at his head. It hits him but he only snickers and lets it fall.

"No. Its not like it's some sorta secret spot anyways. You can literally see the school from there."

He hums, tilting his head as a victory flashes across his screen. "Mmmmmaybe...."

"What, Idia. What series do you want me to binge with you now."

An excited grin stretches on his face. "Attack On Titan, full 4 seasons marathon. And-" he rolls his chair near the edge of the bed where you lay, "gaming session. My game of choice this time, since you always pick Mario Kart because I KNOW you searched up the cheats for that."

"Proof?" You ask smugly with your head resting on your palm.

"Stop using my tablet to google 'Mario Kart glitch hack combo'."

You click your tongue. "Fine. Deal."

"WHOOOOOO!" Idia cheers, pumping his fist.

. . .

It's quiet. Here you both sat, food and drinks alike between you as you're sat at opposite edges of the picnic blanket. You squint your eyes at the stark contrast between the food he brought and yours.

"....I brought Doritos and monster cans because I thought you'd want them," you whisper, looking at the nice weaved basket beside him.

You grip your 7-Eleven plastic bag in shame.

"Wha- Do you think I'm some sorta junkie??" Idia sputters, gaping at you. "And I baked this all for you, you jerk!"

"Well, you were just so against this! So I wanted to make you more comfy! Er, ease you in the vibe, you know?"

"What am I, some sort of screen addict? It's not like I don't know how to be outside, I just don't like to!" It's like there were metaphorical tears streaming down his face. "What sort of ipad kid do you think I am for you to pull this environment adjustment move on me?"

"Fine, fine, I'm sorry, Idia. It was a little insensitive of me."

"Ortho even hyped me up. He said you were probably going to surprise me with cute kitty cupcakes." Idia says, staring off in the distance with blank disappointment.

You groan loudly. "Ughhh baabeeee, I said I'm sooorryyy!"

"Don't 'babe' me! I made you a nice batch of food in this aesthetic cottagecore basket and you waltz in with two cans and a Dorito!" Grumbling, he crosses his arms, turning to the side. "I'm kicking your plushie out of my bed tonight."

At this point, you just sprawl across his lap, and he still doesn't look at you. "Don't do it, pleaasee," you beg muffledly, "I'll make it up to youuu."

"It's gonna take a lot more than just some sorries for this offense."

"...I'll move my minecraft bed beside yours this time."

"I take it back. Apology accepted."

You lift your head, deadpanning. "So you were still mad about about that?"

"Heheha, yeah I was," he giggled. "So, uh, wanna eat? I think it's cooled by now."

"Oh, yeah," you get up off him, fingers eagerly reaching for the basket. Taking it in your arms, you flip it open, only to pause when you see the contents inside.

"...cute kitty cupcakes?" you mutter in wonder.

"Yeah." Idia mumbles, fiddling with his jacket strings in an attempt to act nonchalant about his growing embarrassment.

It's quiet, and before long, you can't stop the cheeky smile creeping up your face.

"Who surprised who now, huh?"

"You're still on thin ice."

"Okay, okay, I'm eating."

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Hi, there (again) :D

Second and last request, if it is not too much trouble I can request:

Can I request a "A kiss stemmed from jealousy" trope? with Silver, Malleus and Jade?💕

If I exceeded my number of orders, you can discard it but if not, take your time and without pressure. Thank you <3

Jade Leech:

Jade was always watching. It was ominous yet comforting at the same time, knowing he was observing you from afar whenever he could; you had joked he was like a hero who could swoop in to save you, while he chuckled and said it’d be much more fun to watch you independently solve whichever problem was plaguing you in the moment. This moment, however, required his direct interference and there’s a dark aura rolling off him in waves that has bystanders scattering. You can sense him coming up from behind you before he arrived, his shadow looming over you and you conversation partner; when his hand rested on your arm you turned back to greet him, surprised to see a cold glint in his mismatched eyes. You’re left speechless when he introduced himself as your boyfriend without even giving his name, the smile on his face giving away just how irritated he was with this situation. While the other person is thinking of a way to save their skin Jade leaned down to press his lips against yours, a hand on the back of your head to keep you glued to him until he was truly ready to let you go. If this didn’t get his point across, then nothing short of violence would.

Malleus Draconia:

There’s a sudden electricity in the air, the little hairs on your arms and legs standing on end; your conversation partner seemed unaware, and when you rubbed your arm they reached out to touch you, teasingly asking if you were cold. Lightning struck suddenly which caused you to jump apart, confusion written all over your face as you looked up at the sky that had seconds ago been clear and blue. There’s a dark shadow that casts over you but before you can feel alarmed, you made out the familiar shape of horns. You whipped around to greet Malleus with a smile on your face, with him wearing a smile of his own, but you sensed something was different about him, as though he were standing taller than normal. You’re even more shocked when he leaded down to press a kiss to the corner of your lips, his gaze becoming much colder when they slid over to acknowledge your companion. The storm clouds seemed to intensify the longer you stood there but now that the conversation was stilted, there wasn’t much of a reason to stay. Malleus quickly escorted you away, saying he wouldn’t want you to catch if it started to rain.

Silver:

Silver wasn’t used to feeling this way. He had no doubt about your loyalty to him and your relationship, and he could recognize that the other person was the one being overly friendly with you. You had been the one to explain what flirty behavior looked like as he seemed lost, nodding his head along with your words before thanking you for enlightening him. But now that he did understand it he saw how much attention people would invest in you, the way they’d looking at you with hungry eyes clearly not knowing you were spoken for. You’re shocked that Silver of all people showed this brief sign of possession, surprised by the hand on your waist before gasping as he leaned it to press a kiss to the corner of your lips. He didn’t speak a word to the other person, his attention solely on you as he asked if you wanted to get lunch together and then led the way without giving you a chance to respond.  

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he will be shik shak shok!

ft. jamil viper

Your boyfriend doesn't like your outfit. Based on the shik shak shok trend from like last month (this is so stupid I'm sorry)

n. gn!dancer!reader (clothes described are feminine in style), possessive Jamil bruh idk

"Do you have to wear this?"

Your boyfriend grudgingly tugged on the clasps of your beaded brassière, clipping it closed on your body. The costume fit well, sparkling under the dim lights of the dressing room.

"Of course! I bought this months ago, babe." You turned, looking at yourself in the mirror. The deep red colour looked gorgeous on you, glittering rhinestones and beading draped over your body like morning dew on a blade of grass.

"And you look beautiful in it," he added, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your cheek. "But I don't want other guys looking at you like that."

You rolled your eyes, clasping his hands in your own. "It's fine. The other dancers are wearing similar costumes, you know."

"But none of them look like you," he muttered into your nape, sharp eyes meeting yours in the mirror.

"Jamil..." you warned lowly, sighing. "Don't."

He smiled, busying himself with the strap of your top. "What? Is it so bad that I don't want people to look at what's mine?"

Not this again.

It was endearing at times, but sometimes, he was just too possessive. You understood why he was like that, but it didn't make it any less tiring.

"If you don't like it," you turned, looking straight into his eyes, "learn to fight."

His face immediately dropped. "What?"

"You heard me. Fight the guys who look at me if you want me to yourself."

"Babe—"

"What? You're telling me you don't want to?" You paused, kissing his cheek. "Then I'm not changing. See you after the performance, baby."

You sauntered off, giggling to yourself at the look on his face as you walked towards the stage entrance, turning over your shoulder to wink at him before stepping into the spotlight.

He scowled at you, but at least you shut him up. He couldn't stay mad for long, right?

taglist ;; @shadestar413 , @shsl-supreme-simp , @kerokira , @spleen-official

[s7-evermore]

NRC BOYFRIEND TEXTS ── jack howl x gn!reader

© trappolia 2024

[s7-evermore]

Can we hear your thoughts on Leona! Yutu?

Since Leona died fighting the Phantom, Yutu obviously wouldn't have met him, and I'm wondering about your ideas between what Leona became after NRC, how the loss of Yuu affected him, Leona's death, and Yutu's opinion of him before and after meeting him. I had an errant idea of Leona having Died a Hero's Death and then when Yutu meets him it's like, "THIS is the guy my parent was willing to spend the rest of their life with???"

Anyway yeah. As a Leona Simp, I would much appreciate anything you write.

Does he like cats... you know I have always sort of seen Leona has having a petty rivalry with Grim because he thinks he should be the King Cat, so the image of Leona! Yutu lying in a field with a bunch of cats is sort of a perfect contrast. I like it: Leona! Yutu absolutely loves cats and they love him.

notes: they/them used for Yuu, for context on the fyuuture kid au can be found here and here. You can find even more stuff for it on my masterlist under the series section.

Leona and and his position in the kingdom's line of succession... Based off my understanding of what we see in the Tashmina event I think the Savanna would prioritize protecting their royal family over a lot, something that pissed Leona off. He went to fight the King of Beast's phantom because he saw it as a problem he made and that he needed to take responsibility for sure, but also because he had no faith in his brother to do anything meaningful about it. I want to say that his brother wanted to enshrine Leona as a hero for his sacrifice, but that this decision was very unpopular with his advisors so he was buried in the Elephant Graveyard without much fanfare. He is an extremely popular figure with the hyenas, as is Ruggie. They see him as restoring the Kingdom's honor in a way by defeating the false king, something no other country in the apocalypse can claim, but things are still rough since they can't rely on tourism anymore and the blot has been making the weather really unpredictable, leading to bad harvests and starving people.

If Yuu was Leona's... losing them wouldn't have a noticeable affect on him but it was a massively crushing blow. We know he hates his unique magic because turning things to sand is a curse in the Savanna, but did it really have to be his own family this time? The family he got in spite of himself, the one fucking person who chose him no matter how much he snapped at them and tried to convince them to see him for what he was; a worthless dead end that would only hurt them. And what's worse is he knows that whoever took them had his brother's cooperation.

"Couldn't let me have this one fucking thing could you?" He's laughing as he says it and not even the irritation in his sister in law's eyes makes him back down. "Stuff it. I ain't stupid enough for whatever line you got fed and I don't care about your justifications. You're gonna have to live with this one on your own, Falena. Just like I have to."

He refuses to talk to his other family after that. No matter who is asking or making demands, taking Yuu and Yutu away from him is just one step too far. His brother probably thought that Yuu would be allowed to come home and that's why he let them go, but that's not exactly an excuse Leona would be willing to accept from anyone, let alone the supposed leader of a state. He almost feels relived when the blot phantoms start wreaking things, Leona might just want to sleep until you come to wake him up again but fighting things gives him an excuse to get his mind off things. Dying is a relief, he doesn't have to deal with Idia's whining or living without you any longer than he already has. His only regret is that he had to take Ruggie with him.

I really love this fanart and head cannon fima11 had of Leona's hair being light when he was born, and the color getting darker as he grows, so the idea of something similar happening with Leona! Yutu when he's born is really sweet. Leona's hair sort of resembles a mane, it'd be cute if Leona! Yutu's did the same. And genetics are already so weird I don't think any earth doctors would like too much of it.

Leona! Yutu is a sleepy boy. His hobby is napping and his favorite place in the whole wide world is his bed. He has a bad habit of laying face first in his pillows because he snores pretty loudly and he doesn't want to wake anyone up, which sort of makes him look like he has passed out as opposed to just settled down for a good snooze.

Because he is being raised by a single parent in the human world and not a bunch of gossipy servants hired by emotionally neglectful royalty, Yutu is significantly less entitled than Leona is. He has good sense with his money and can work hard, he just has a bit of a problem with resting bitch face that leaves people thinking he is rude. And to be fair? If someone is testing his patience then he really can be. Apple didn't fall far from the tree, Yutu is absolutely brutal when people test his patience.

Yuu's memories of Leona don't exactly help with his perceived behavior problems, they recall Leona's catty personality and how rude he could be, but that he was so remarkably clever and so very strong, that they were in awe of him sometimes. I think they would mention that he struggled with depression due to a difficult upbringing and feel a need to make sure Yutu felt appreciated and like he could do anything he set his mind to, no matter who he was born as. Yutu just takes that to mean that being a bitch runs in the family and he fully intends to ride that excuse to the bank.

It's a nice thought but Yutu feels a bit conflicted by it. He has no doubt that Yuu will always love and support him, but other people? Yuu might be able to ignore what their neighbors say about them but Yutu can hear them loud and clear. They think Yuu's amnesia is an act, and that he's a weirdo freak. Not to mention they don't have any money so even if he wanted to be a doctor or something like that going to school would be a bit of a pain, even with his grades. He finds school to be boring, and even when he gets bullied by one of the coaches in to taking up a sport because of how strong he is it doesn't help much.

I could see him being very into space and astronomy because he feels like he doesn't belong in your world. He knows a lot of downright stupid stuff about UFO sightings and aliens even though he doesn't believe in them. He is SO DISAPPOINTED when Twisted Wonderland turns out to have no conspiracy theories to talk about, can't think the moon landing was faked if you never had one after all. If the world wasn't literally ending he would be pushing for the Sunset Savanna to win the space race, c'mon guys it is in our name everything the light touches totally expands to the stars-

Like the other beastmen Yutus he maintains his instincts, even in your world. He is extremely territorial about his things and especially your home. Like Cater! Yutu, he has strong feelings of nostalgia for your world, but unlike him it has nothing to do with the monsters or hardships. Lions just tend to stay in the same place for a long time so moving to entirely different world and ecosystem makes him feel weird, even if he prefers his beastfolk body to his human one.

Gets put in Savanaclaw by the mirror. He might like space but his preferred type of argument is rearranging someone's dental work before asking them to explain themselves. He'd be terrible at defending a thesis.

Leona! Yutu's place in the Sunset Savanna hierarchy is tricky. I think, as Yutu is his brother's child, Falena would want some sort of relationship with him as he does clearly love his brother. What makes that hard is that as far as the government is concerned, Leona is dead and that's the end of his part of the family line. Acknowledging that he had a son could further destabilize the already tense political situation in the Savanna since Leona's sacrifice is already a point of conflict between the royal family and a portion of their people. While Crewel has no problem telling Yutu about his father since he has a right to know, the fact that he is technically a prince is completely hidden from him for a long time.

We haven't really played with this idea yet, but I sort of like Leona having a ghost that hangs around his grave sometimes. Idia arranges for Yutu to go there on a day he thinks he'll be hanging around and while Yutu doesn't get to talk to his father he does get to see him and the look of pride in his eyes when the grumpy lion realizes who he is. Leona gets to pass on and be with Yuu while Yutu gets a lesson from his cousin about the concept of the great Kings living on in the sky and how the past lives on in him. Because while Cheka understand his dad's concerns like hell is he not going to meet his favorite cousin. His enthusiasm is really exhausting to Yutu, he appreciates the fact that someone has nice things to say about his dad but he isn't too sure how much he trusts this guy.

Oh right one more thing, I don't want to say each of the Savanaclaw boys would pass their magic on to their Yutu's so if we ever get around to Jack he won't, but Leona should pass on King's Roar to his kid. Causing a drought might be considered a curse but I want to say Leona! Yutu wears it with pride. He loves his roar and that despite all the effort put in to erasing Leona from existence he still lives in him. His head is fit to wear the crown, no matter what anyone says.

Leona clocks what Yutu is the instant he steps out of the portal. It's all in the kid's scent and what runes he used to make the jump. He takes some time to think about what it could mean and comes to a few conclusions. Firstly, if he has a kid with you then he will always have some sort of relationship with you, no not in the yandere possessive way (mostly), he just knows enough about himself and his wants to know that having a kid would not be something he did by accident. If he did that at some point in the future it would be because you were going to stay with him forever and he actually believed that. Something that clearly did not get to happen because of how protective Yutu is of his parent.

Yutu was a bit confused if he should go about interacting with his dad or even ask about him so you can imagine his surprise when he stops by Ramshackle to see Leona half asleep on the couch.

"Oh sorry Yuu isn't here-"

"I know." Leona doesn't even open his eyes, and is he seriously wearing his shoes on the couch? Yuu would kill him for that it's so unsanitary.

"Um. Ok I'll just leave you be the-"

"Why'd you travel back in time?" Oh Leona's eyes are open now and there is something about that stare that's nailing Yutu to his spot and tempting his tail between his legs. His dad must notice because he laughs and shakes his head. "Seriously? If that's all it takes to scare you shitless we really are fucked."

Leona doesn't outright say he knows he's his dad, but Yutu gathers that's probably the case from the difference in his attitude around him compared to everyone else. There's a degree of coldness and severity to Leona when he's giving orders that really isn't present when he's talking to him about overblots or his theories about who is responsible for the bad future. He's almost playful about it, like he is messing with a cub. Which Yutu supposes that he is but still, he doesn't like being treated like a kid. Something he very much regrets telling Leona because holy shit his dad is strong just like Yuu said he was.

I think Leona would make him play chess against him a lot. You can learn a lot about a person by playing chess with them, and since it's something Leona really likes to do he would enjoy sharing it with his son. I think he would also get a kick out of seeing Yutu get really competitive with him about it. Maybe there is some lion in this kid after all.

Leona also makes a subtle effort to teach him about how the court of the Sunset Savanna works. I think Leona would sort of enjoy the fact that his kid didn't grow up as royalty just because it meant he was free of the pressures that he had, but hate everything else he learned about Yutu's childhood. It inspires him to think a bit deeper about how he is going to address this when Yutu is born in this timeline, though he is admittedly lacking on solutions beyond refusing to die this time. He must have been really far gone to even consider making a heroic sacrifice that's not like him at all.

He does get the appeal of his father sort of? Sure he's lazy, but he is extremely intelligent and clearly a lot more knowledgeable about literally everything than Yutu thought he was. When they're working together he sees a very impressive person and reliable leader. When he sees Leona interact with you he has questions. Why do you let him pick fights with you so often? Yutu can tell he's making heart eyes at how you fight back but that's because he's a beatman himself so he can read his body language. And he's not crazy about how he orders you around because if his father is a Prince... wouldn't that mean by marrying him you would also be royalty? He is so confused...

Meanwhile Leona isn't rushing things just because he knows you return his feelings at some point. He wants you to choose to be with him of your own free will, wants the feeling that comes with knowing you did that and he is willing to play the game to get that. Every milestone he reaches is so much sweeter for knowing that he got you on his efforts alone, crappy attitude and all.

The reveal to Yuu, much like the reveal to Yutu is extremely mundane. Leona invites you to spend the night with him sometime after you get together and he asks you while you're curled up on his chest and he's holding you just a bit too tight (not because he's afraid you'll run, not at all) how you would feel if you could never go home.

"A little upset." Because you had resigned yourself to the possibility a long time ago now. There's a chance you're only in Twisted Wonderland because you died in your world anyway, might as well be grateful you're still kicking. "And if you stayed and things went bad here, would you still be alright with that?" You don't hesitate at all to his surprise. "I think I'd be safe if I was with you." Well he really hates to prove you wrong but you still deserve to know.

Leona is weirdly quiet in his anger. He roars sure, but that's to exert control. When he's mad he just gets smug and says a lot of hurtful stuff. He leaves the screaming to Yuu, and I could see a Yuu that got with Leona only to learn they didn't get to spend the rest of their life with him doing a lot of screaming. Preventing the apocalypse is a team effort now but first Yutu and Leona are getting scolded for not letting Yuu in on the secret sooner. Leona is down bad horrendous and Yutu wants to die, he hates making you mad.

If I had to make a list of characters I would trust to find a solution to an apocalypse, Leona would actually be pretty close to the top. He is going to bitch about it the entire way, but if he were given the facts before things went too sideways, I think he would be able to make a good plan to set them straight. And there is no way anyone is going to tell him that he managed to have something as precious to him as Yuu taken away from him and not have him do something about it. He'll swallow his pride and take his licks when he has to, but not on this. Never on this, whoever thought he'd just roll over and die is going to shatter in his hands and be like dust on the wind. He really hopes they have enough sense to be prepared....

[s7-evermore]

thinking about jamil traveling alone for the first time but for some reason you’re still constantly on his mind

(i’ve been thinking about this and i just needed to get this out of my system and omg this was just supposed to be shorter but it ended up wayyy longer than intended)

(this is also an attempt at another x reader and it was proofread only by myself. some things might read awkward so go easy on me, i barely write 😔😔😔)

(kind of like a future au??? and can be read as romantic/(queer)platonic??)

Jamil had been planning this trip for months.

He had always wanted to travel to a new place by himself where he didn’t have to worry about anything or anyone else. Just himself and his own enjoyment.

Jamil planned on maximizing this whole trip. Reading everything about the place and making sure to see all the things that he would want to see while he was there.

However, you made sure to let him know that he should let himself loose and enjoy his trip naturally. It was supposed to be a fun, stress-free trip after all. Planning it out entirely defeats the purpose of that.

He needed to embrace a little bit of unexpectedness. You said it was “all part of the fun”. If he knew everything there was to expect, what would be the point in visiting?

Jamil saw what you were saying and admitted defeat. He gave you the benefit of the doubt and decided to have flexible and “loose” plans, as you suggested.

Meanwhile, Kalim had already thrown a whole “goodbye” party for him. Thank goodness that Kalim had gradually learned over the years to be more aware of Jamil’s wishes. They simply compromised on a small and humble party (even though Jamil would have preferred not to have one in the first place).

You came with Jamil to drop him off at the station where he was heading. You both exchanged your usual banter, and you wished him safe travels and for him to have fun especially.

You thought you imagined it, but before he was about to leave, he looked like he was about to say something else. And he definitely was about to. You'd never know what it was though.

Instead, Jamil simply bid you farewell.

As Jamil was walking away, you playfully shouted after him to not forget about you. It was only a joke (for the most part).

Jamil didn’t look back, but you know he rolled his eyes in exasperation. And he certainly did, which was followed by a soft smile on his face that you wouldn't get to see.

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Once he reached his destination, Jamil took in the new sights. He breathed in fresh air, his chest feeling lighter and more relaxed.

It felt wonderful that, in this place, he was just another face in the crowd. Nobody knows him. And he knows nobody. Everything was new and unfamiliar and he reveled in that feeling. You were right, it was better to experience these things firsthand as being there felt like a fresh start. Even though he knew that this anonymity would only be temporary.

One of the first things Jamil made sure was to keep his phone out of the equation. He needed to experience everything naturally without having the need to document what he saw as well as the stress of other people contacting him.

Jamil might have partially failed on the latter. He had to have his phone open for emergencies for certain people. Unfortunately, some worries and responsibilities can’t really fully leave him.

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Jamil first visited an antique clothing store. It was a charming and unique place filled with different kinds of wear, displays of jewelry and trinkets, and of course, the touristy souvenirs. Those were noticeably out of place, but it was to be expected.

Having experience and knowledge about his own job of being aware of what is around Scalding Sands, Jamil was delighted to know that the majority of the products in this store, at least, seemed to be of genuine quality.

Jamil may have to come back to this place. He thought you would really like that little trinket he saw through the window.

As Jamil strolled through, he was surrounded by a vibrant mix of sounds and colors adorning the streets. Individuals, families, tourists, and locals bustled about. There were even street entertainers as well as vendors who tried to sell him their wares, which was always amusing to say the least.

A catchy melody caught Jamil's attention, and he spotted a breakdancer performing on the street. He thought to himself that he might try out the routine for fun, and he'd ask what you would think. You'd enjoy the performance too, wouldn't you?

Jamil was exploring when he unexpectedly stumbled upon some festivities. It appeared to be the festival he had read about that he hadn't planned on participating in until later. Since he stumbled upon it now, he figured he might as well just check it out.

As Jamil looked around, he noticed a dance circle filled with people of all ages. Friends, families, and couples were all dancing together. He felt compelled to join in. It was as if the lively music and the enchanting atmosphere were inviting him personally, and he found himself dancing amongst the people.

The band played with much fervor, and the people were equally as energetic. Jamil was having fun. He caught himself laughing despite himself, his body swaying to the beat and in sync with the other dancers.

No one was here to judge him. No one to evaluate his front, or tell him to keep up an image. Jamil could easily just be himself. And after everything, he could easily choose to fade back into the background.

As soon as the energy died down for him, he looked back at the crowd. It still held the same energy when he went in, but he was personally spent.

Jamil wondered. If you were there, he might have enjoyed it more with you. That thought slipped through his mind, and immediately went away as it came.

The following days were a bit more mellow but still enriching. Jamil wanted to build up to an exciting finish but it seemed like the enjoyment peaked within the first few days.

The cuisine being served there was particularly fascinating. Jamil entered a restaurant, the aroma of delicious food enticing him in. He ordered dishes at a surprisingly decent price for the amazing quality they were being served. Seeing the way the dishes looked reminded him of how he had been getting better at making his own dishes more presentable. It still wasn't perfect; he could still learn more. He could actually take some inspiration from these dishes.

Jamil planned on researching more of the local cuisine once he returned. Then, he could try some rendition of his own and see what you think, as well as hoping that he could do these dishes justice.

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This isn't good.

Jamil felt... lonely?

He shouldn’t be feeling this way. What happened to enjoying this trip by himself?

Against everything Jamil told himself not to, he opened his phone and checked his messages, the majority of which were from people who inquired about his trip. This simply soured his mood. If Jamil had his phone ringing for them, he wouldn't have had a break. Why did he even open up his phone for this?

Oh, he knew why.

Your name specifically caught his eye with a preview of your message. He decided to open it up and he saw texts from you telling him to be safe and to have fun, which were basically the same things that you both exchanged when he left.

In the most recent text, you jokingly asked for him to send pictures, fully expecting that he wouldn’t. Admittedly, you were wondering what he was up to. You had really wanted to come with him but knew he really needed his trip for himself.

You felt a bit selfish sending that text because you knew Jamil shouldn't really be worrying about updating you or anyone else about what he was up to.

You didn't know that as soon as Jamil read that message, he briefly considered humoring you. He thought that perhaps he could take only a few photos here and there just to satisfy you. And then explain what else he had seen and experienced so far.

Jamil started to draft a message to send to you. He’s sure that you’d enjoy hearing all about it, plus it’ll be nice to have someone to share this experience with—

He paused at the thought. He saw that typed all he wanted to share at the moment, his finger hovering over the send button.

Wait a minute. No, no. What was he doing? Jamil quickly erased everything he typed out and shoved his phone back in his bag.

This experience was for him and himself only, at least for now. You’ll just have to wait once he returns from his trip.

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If Jamil was to be honest with himself, he had actually initially planned this whole trip with you in mind.

Throughout those months of planning, there was never a moment when he wasn't going back and forth with himself whether or not to include you in the trip.

You didn't know about this, of course. If he did manage to plan this whole trip with both of you, it would have been a surprise leading up to it.

But you yourself drilled into him how wonderful it was that he was finally able to go on a trip by himself. This was his very first opportunity to travel by himself and he doesn't know how long he will have that opportunity again. Perhaps it was your sentiments that finally convinced him that this trip was supposed to be for himself alone.

But deep in his heart, Jamil still felt something missing. He felt some kind of regret and longing that now he could not shake off.

As Jamil brooded to himself, he found himself standing in front of the antique store again. Once again, Jamil caught a glimpse of the trinket he had been eyeing the very first day he had been there.

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When you told him to not forget about you, you didn’t mean for him to take it so literally.

Jamil shrugged at the call-out, attempting to look unbothered. He had souvenirs for his family too, so it wasn’t like you were the only person he had on his mind.

But you just know he was embarrassed knowing that most of the souvenirs were meant for you. It was funny but really sweet. You assured him that you’d just return the favor next time.

Jamil really didn’t need you to, but perhaps it’ll also be payback enough for you occupying his mind while he was supposed to be away focusing on himself.

Maybe next time it'll be easier if Jamil would just bring you along.

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