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#Leona Kingschoolar x reader
ceruleancattail · 1 year
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Savanaclaw as Butlers
Leona has a certain hostile air about him. A menacing aura hanging in the air, weighing on anyone who approaches him.
He’s honestly a man more suited to be the one ordering, rather then being ordered around. Leona acknowledges you with a grunt or a glare, before trudging to fulfil.. whatever it is you require of him. Despite his grouch, he does do a rather excellent job at maintaining your home.
He tends to nap near you, much like a guard dog. Not that he’ll approve of the comparison. Leaning against a wall, snoring away. Crossed arms, a scowl etched deep into his forehead. Sometimes, his tail swishes, ears twitching ever so slightly. They’re nice to rub, fur soft against your hands.
He’s not used to people touching him this casually… well, you’re a frail lil’ thing anyways. It doesn’t matter. Leona will gripe, but if you look a little more closely, you can watch a blush spread from the back of his neck to his cheeks.
You’re having an awful lot of fun grabbing at him, huh? Don’t cower away when he decides to return the favour, Master.
Ruggie’s rather skilled at improvising. He’s always coming up with innovative ways, reducing your expenditure greatly.
Of course, it’s not like he’ll skimp on your comfort. You’re important to him. It’s his duty to ensure that you’re content with his service. How else is he getting his pay cheque? Besides, he’s gotten fond of your smile. It’ll be a shame not to keep it there.
Ruggie tends to lurk around your garden in his free time. Basking in the golden rays of the sun, lying on freshly mown grass…. He drags you with him too. Come on, you can do the work outside, right? Fresh air’s good for you!
When you’re working, he’s plucking wildflowers. When questioned, expect some bluster from Ruggie: “They’re edible.Not that I’ll expect you to know that, Master~”
But at the end of the day, your head will be adorned with a crown of those little flowers. Woven by the loving hands of your butler.
Keep him around, yeah?
Jack takes his duties seriously. Despite his stern appearance, he’s rather eager to prove himself to you.
He trails after you, like a lost puppy. His hulking build tends to deter would-be troublemakers. All it takes is a glare from him, and they scatter. Yet when you turn around, he’s smiling, inquiring if there’s anything you need from him.
Along with his butler duties, Jack makes protecting you a personal duty. After all, what’s the point of being strong if he can’t keep you safe? As a butler, that’s the least he should do… right?
Whenever you get into trouble, just holler his name. Jack’s there in a flash, arms sliding under you. You can feel his warmth, heartbeat pulsing under his skin. He picks you up, running from whatever endangers you. You can’t do much but throw your arms around his neck, and hold on.
He’ll always be there for you.
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hertaqueen · 10 months
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Introductions:
• Sherlyn | she/her | entp | drawing, reading | Please understand that English is not my native language so there might be some grammar errors | I want to practice writing story but this might also be art blog |
KINS:
• Dazai Osamu ; Bungou stray dogs
• Vanitas ; Vanitas no carte
• Venti ; Genshin impact
• Kaeya ; Genshin impact
• Leona kingschoolar ; Twst
Fandoms:
Genshin impact
• Bungou Stray Dogs
• Honkai star rail
• Twisted wonderland
• Tba..
Rules:
• I won't be writing dark themes, Oc x Cannon, Character x Character, matchups!
• No age up!!
• I prefer doing fem/gn readers but male readers are welcome
• I write if I'm in the mood or if it's interest me so sorry if I ignore your request
• I'm open to criticism but please make it reasonable
• Request: Are OPEN
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ceruleancattail · 1 year
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Lead me, Darling.
Yandere Leona x storyteller reader
Tw: Yandere, gore/death mentioned, somewhat suggestive (Leona licks your neck👀)
Carpets, sewn with the ember hues of the setting sun. Your feet sink into their plush as you walk forth,as if you were walking on clouds. Gold bangles rattles on your wrists, your ankles. Huge, Bucky things, with roaring lions craved painstakingly into every corner. Elaborate designs etched into the metal with all the skill of an esteemed craftsman. If you looked at it for too long, it’ll take on a life of its own, swirling and twisting. The grey smog of a candle, dancing seductively through the air.
Flame burning away at the wick.
Slowly.
Your steps are slow. Calculated. Toes pointed, pressing into the carpet. The bangles rattle, before falling silent once more.
One second, two seconds. Take another step.
He hated noise after all.
Ironic, truly, that he would dress you up in these.. golden shackles that shook something terrible whenever you even so much as breathed.
A bell on his beloved.
A collar for his precious little pet.
A sign of his ownership over you. Your body, your mind and your soul.
All his.
How you hated it so.
Doors of fine wood stand tall before you, well worn brass knockers rubbed until it gleamed. You reached out, running a finger down the curvature of the brass. Warm, remarkably so.
Someone’s been in there recently.
Pressing your palm against the wall, you took in a breath. An attempt to calm your nerves, perhaps slow the tremble in your heart.
It’s just another night.
You wrapped your hands around the knocker, tapping it against the door.
Once, twice.
Then you stood back, hands clasped with each other. Trying to keep yourself together. Do not be afraid. He hates when you’re afraid… at least visibly.
A drawl, words slurred at the ends, a growl rumbling through the closed doors.
“Come in.”
You pushed open the doors, kept your head angled downwards. A sign of submission. You strode forward,bangles dragging on the floor. Slow whines of protest, even as you couldn’t vocalise it.
“Kneel.” An order. Not barked, nor shouted. Only muttered, a soft purr. Yet your knees grow weak all the same.
You fell onto your knees, bowing before him. The Afterglow Savana’s Tyrant. The Fallen king.
Leona Kingschoolar.
He lounged on his throne, legs sprawled out on the side. Leona leaned into his palm, sighing. Eyes half lidded, narrowed into a scrawl.
“Rise, my little Storyteller.”
You raise your head, eyes just shy of making eye contact with him. You’ve learnt the hard way. Don’t look him in his eyes. Keep them somewhere else. On his eyebrows. His lips. That narrow scar that struck through his eye.
Don’t look anywhere else except him.
“Come here.”
You pushed yourself upright, wincing at the shrill screams of your bangles. You give him a bow, before approaching carefully. A prey dancing around its hunter.
There was a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. Sadistic Beast. He liked seeing you stumble,trip over yourself. It inflated his ego.
Your feet pressed into something warm. Something that sank below your weight, a subtle crack emitting from it.
A metallic scent flowed into your nostrils, stinging the deepest crevices of your nose.
Your eyes turn downwards, bile rising up your throat, acidity scotching it. One of Leona’s attendants, beaten black and blue, a ghastly flower bloomed underneath his body, staining the carpet a deep crimson.
A gasp slipped through your lips. Hands reaching out, trying to help this man in any way before he… bled out.
“Storyteller.”
A Deep, guttural Sound, a growl that clawed its way up Leona’s throat, shredding any last strand of human empathy you had for this man.
Your sense of self preservation was much stronger than that.
“Come here.” He gestures to the foot of his throne.
“Don’t make me tell you again.”
Meekly, you quickened your pace. Trying your best not to turn behind. Not to acknowledge the body.
You take a seat at the foot of his throne, draping your robes downwards. Clasping your hands, you keep your head bowed, Waiting for his orders.
Ebony Claws, coated with crimson reached for your face, sliding from your cheeks to your chin, sharp like the edge of a blade. The liquid stuck to your skin, branding you. Marking you with the death of another, the sign of sin.
Your eyes met his, his lips curving upwards in a bastardly smirk. Mocking you.
You’re just as guilty as I am. He seemed to be saying, greatly amused at your disgust.
Opening your mouth, you tried to squeeze out some words. They came haltingly, dulled by.. shock? Fear? One of those two.
“Wh.. what would you like to hear today?”
If Leona noticed the stutter, he didn’t give any indication. A hand rose,patting his thigh. You stare at him, eyebrows pressing together in confusion.
He beckoned to you, sighing dramatically.
“Come closer. I’m not going to bite, ya’know? Well… not as hard.”
Try as you may, you couldn’t quite stop the twitch of your eye.
He guffawed at your reaction.
“You scare too easily, herbivore.”
The tangy taste of blood slipped onto your tongue. Biting down on your lower lip, you rise. Carefully, you rest your rear on his lap, careful not to press your entire weight onto him. You never knew exactly what he would do if you turned out heavier than he envisioned.
End up like that guy on the floor, eyes like glass orbs, staring blankly at the skies above.
Calloused hands fastened themselves at the sides of your waist, pulling you into him. He presses his chest against your back, chin resting on your shoulder. A sigh, too much like a purr for your liking. It rumbles through his chest into your bones,sending shivers racing down your spine.
He latches on your back, rubbing into the crook of your neck. It’s warm, uncomfortably so. The heat of the Afterglow Savana was already bad enough, but with the combined heat of the second prince pressed tightly against your form?
Awful.
Claws rake at your arms, pressing deep enough to leave trails of red stretching throughout your skin. Yet never deep enough to draw blood. A subtle warning.
Disobey him, and you’ll end up with much more than scratch marks.
Something warm and wet slid its way up your throat,the bumps on his tongue rough, like sandpaper, the putrid scent of saliva seeping into your nostrils.
Grooming you, like a cat. Removing every other scent lingering on your body other than his. Marking you. Making you his, mind, body and soul.
“Well then, Storyteller.” A growl, low and threatening.
“What would you amuse me with today?”
Taking in a shallow breath, you tried to calm your trembling heart. This wasn’t usual, that’s for one thing. He normally kept you grovelling below him like any other subject of his.
To elevate you to the throne, even placing you on his lap… that was unlike anything you’ve experienced. You had no idea how to respond.
What did he want?
What should you do to survive?
“Would you like a story today, My Lord?”
When in doubt, ask. Leona sighed, before seizing a portion of your flesh in his fingers, pinching it lightly.
“Why else would I have summoned you? For all your faults, you do spin a… rather intriguing tale.”
A laugh, barking like a dog’s, torn from a throat of sandpaper, roughened and brutish. Yet it still had a certain richness to it, like fine wine, aged with time.
It hung in the air, heavy and brooding.
Clearing your throat, you start speaking, words falling off your tongue like buttered toast. They melt together, crafting out delicate sentences, creating an outline.
An outline of a brand new story.
“Once Upon a Time, in an age where the sun shone silver, and the world’s creatures roamed in darkness, there stood a Boy.”
A hum of content, before his grip tightened around your waist, pulling you closer.
“Ah…shall I continue, my lord?”
A grunt. You took it as a yes.
“He was born in darkness, raised by the colours of the night. One day, he was sick of it all; the monotone black that was draped all over his surroundings like a burial shroud. He vowed to bring light to his people. Bring hope.
So he did. Bit by bit, he fumbled his way through the shadows. It wasn’t easy. He fell, many, many, many times. Tumbling downwards, arms outstretched, trying to feel something, anything.
Falling in the dark is a horrible experience. You can’t feel anything. Never knowing when you’ll touch the ground again.
Yet he did it again,
And again,
And again.”
Yawning, Leona absentmindedly threads his fingers through your hair. Combing through those strands with much more care then you would expect from someone like him.
It’s shocking how hands who have seen bloodshed would ever be so gentle.
“Struggling up a path. He didn’t know where he was going, or how long it would take.
He was running, hands outstretched, praying for something warm, something bright.
Something that wasn’t soaked in darkness in this miserable world.”
A light snore. A huff, before a growl. Sneaking a finger behind, you dangled it under his nose. Leona’s breath tickled your skin, calm and steady.
He fell asleep again. You haven’t even finished the tale…
Normally, you would leave as fast as you could once he fell asleep, fleeing into your chambers. Yet today would be another matter altogether.
You pressed your hands on his thighs, trying to push yourself upwards and out of his reach. Heels barely scraping the ground, toes stretching downwards.
A brief sense of relief, having both feet back on something solid, before that fleeting emotion was dashed. You fell on your rear, the same muscled arms wrapping themselves around you once more.
The ghost of fangs brush against your left earlobe, razor sharp canines of a beast of a prince.
A low growl, traced with annoyance.
“Now, where do you think you’re going?
I’m not finished with you.”
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ceruleancattail · 1 year
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Masterlist:
Aus:
-butler au
-Nightfall au
Heartsabyul:
-Guitar Practise with Cay Cay! (Cater Diamond x reader) 🔹
-Heartsabyul as Butlers🔹
-Helping Ace with his Makeup (Ace x reader)🔹
-How he Loves you (Ace x reader)🔹
-Trey at the gashapons🔹
-How he Loves you (Deuce x reader)🔹
-Eyes on Me (Cater x reader)♦️
-kissing headcanons (Ace x reader, Trey x reader)🔷
-Deity Trey🔷
-Just wanna hold your hand ( Cater x reader )🔷
-Cater in Octavinelle (Cater x reader)🔷
-Livestream (Cater x reader)🔷
-Nightfall Ace (Ace x reader)🔷
-Dancing in Twos (Deuce x reader)🔷
-Househusband Riddle (riddle x reader)🔷
-Red (butler Ace x reader)🔷
-A Master who leaves little gifts for their butlers (Riddle x reader, Ace x reader)🔷
-Butler Deuce (Deuce x reader)🔷
-yandere cater (Cater x reader)♦️
-Hand in Hand (Nightfall Cater x reader)🔷
-Spotlight (cater x reader)♦️
-Butler Trey (Trey x reader)🔷
-The Stage (Ace x reader)🔷
-Cater with an s/o who is insecure about their appearance (cater x reader)🔷
Savanaclaw:
-Stay (Jack Howl x reader)🔹
-Lead me, Darling (Leona Kingschoolar x reader)♦️
-Hold me (Ruggie x Childhood friend reader)🔹
-Savanaclaw as Butlers🔹
-Mine (Yandere Leona x reader)♦️
- A Cat-aclysm! (Leona x reader)🔷
-Savanaclaw with their butler / Leona / Ruggie / Jack / 🔷
-How he loves you (Leona x reader)🔷
-Leona with a s/o who’s a foodie 🔷
-Guard Dog (butler Jack x reader)🔷
-Ballrooms (butler Leona x reader)🔷
-Bullseye (nightfall Ruggie x reader)🔷
-Nightfall Leona (Leona x reader)🔷
Octavinelle:
-Shadows (Jade Leech x Mage Reader) ♦️
-Potions and Bubbles (Jade x Mage Reader)🔹
-Octavinelle as Butlers 🔹
-Octavinelle Butlers and how they wake you up🔹
-Yandere Jade Drabble♦️
-Butler Octavinelle with a self indulgent master🔹
-Octavinelle when you’re gone not🔹
-You called? (Azul Ashengrotto x Reader)♦️
-Octavinelle with butler reader ( Azul / Jade / Floyd)🔹
-Deity Jade (Jade x reader)🔷
-A butler’s love (Floyd x reader, Jade x reader, Azul x reader)🔷
-kissing headcanons (azul x reader)🔷
-octavinelle with a reader who doesn’t remember them🔷
- Octavinelle on receiving affection🔷
-A Cat-aclysm! (Azul x reader)🔷
-getting hurt in the name of your masters (Octavinelle x butler reader)🔷
-How he loves you ( Floyd x reader)🔷
-A change of Attire (Octavinelle x butler reader)🔷
-Octavinelle’s reactions to their butler receiving gifts from a suitor (Octavinelle x butler reader)🔷
-Jade with an artist s/o (Jade x reader)🔷
-Floyd with a s/o who already has a lover (Floyd x reader)♦️
-Beck and Call (Butler Jade x Reader)♦️
-Bow (Butler Floyd x reader)♦️
-mine (Butler Azul x reader)♦️
-stay with me (Octavinelle x reader)🔷
-Floyd with a s/o with terrible luck🔷
-Flirtations (Butler Octrio x reader)🔷
-Jade with an s/o who gardens🔷
-A master who leaves little gifts for their butlers (Floyd x reader)🔷
-Nightfall Floyd and Jade (Floyd x reader, Jade x reader) 🔷
-Nightfall Azul tries to buy the Lantern (Azul x reader)🔷
-Floyd with a s/o who is insecure about their appearance (Floyd x reader)🔷
Scarabia:
-Scarabia as Butlers🔹
-Jamil x Basketball manager reader🔹
-Jamil confessing to Basketball Manager reader🔹
-Jamil with a s/o who already has a lover (Jamil x reader)♦️
-Scarabia’s Butler (Kalim, Jamil)🔷
Pomefiore:
-Yandere Epel♦️
-Vampire Epel♦️
-pomefiore as butlers 🔹
-Masterpiece (Vil Schoenheit x bodyguard reader)♦️
-Bare your soul (butler Vil x reader /butler Rook x reader)🔷
-Rook with a s/o who enables him (Rook x reader)🔷
-Compliments and Flowers (Vil x reader)🔷
-Rook with a s/o who is insecure about their appearance (rook x reader)🔷
Ignihyde:
-Ignihyde as butlers🔹
-for you (Idia x reader)♦️
-Asking for kisses (butler idia x reader)🔷
-Butler Idia with an artistic Master (butler Idia x reader)🔷
Diasonmia:
-Lilia’s prank gone wrong (Lilia x reader)🔹
-Diasonmia as Butlers 🔷
-A Cat-acylsm! (Malleus x reader)🔷
-Yandere Malleus (Malleus x reader)♦️
-Butler Sebek’s kisses (Sebek x reader)🔷
-Silver with an Artist s/o (Silver x reader)🔷
-Encounter (Nightfall Malleus x reader)🔷
-The Knight’s Vow (butler Silver x Reader)🔷
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