#Sunset Smile (Ace)

[ikkaku-of-heart]

Honestly wishing Tomasu could have met Ace. I feel like he would have given a more balanced account of Roger than Garp or Whitebeard - he was friendly with the Pirate King and liked him will enough but was extremely aware of his faults. So he would have told Ace both the good and the bad about his father. How Roger was loyal and loving but also impulsive and dangerous. How he was good to his friends but devastating to his enemies. How the man was as subtle as a polar bear in the jungle on cocaine. That he likely would have loved Ace as much as he loved the two rapscallion cabin boys he took on, but it was likely that love would come second to adventure and the sea.

#Ghostlight Grandfather (Tomasu) #Golden King (Roger) #Sunset Smile (Ace) #Working of the Mind (Headcanons) #(listen both Garp and Whitebeard were pretty darned biased) #(both of them gave Ace a pretty shitty view of Roger but let's be real the former Roger Pirates would have also been unreliable) #(Tomasu saw both the good and the bad and would absolutely tell it like it is) #(hell he considered Whitebeard one of his best friends but wasn't afraid of telling Ikkaku about his flaws)

[missroki]

SAY ‘I LOVE YOU’┊for weeks you’ve tried (and failed) to tell your boyfriend that you love him for the first time. as fate would have it, your annual summer camping trip is coming up and your friends desperately want to meet him. a serene lake side might be the setting you need to finally tell him how you feel.

content: sickeningly sweet fluff, smut, not canon leaning, female! reader x geto suguru, established relationship, reader is hinted to have sexual trauma, skinny dipping, intimate conversations regarding romance, piv sex, no power dynamics really, reader is called baby and sweetheart, all lowercase. word count: 4.3k

it’s late afternoon by the time you arrive, the last of the group to make it if you were to guess. the sunlight streams through steadily growing trees, leaves growing denser with thick, sturdy trunks. the closer you get to the campsite the less busy the roads become; winding and bending as you make your way to the lake side.

the ac in your 2003 subaru is no match for the early summer heat and even with all the windows down, it still leaves a layer of sweat on your skin; your tank top sticking to your back. when you feel a palm squeezing your thigh, you glance over at your boyfriend on the other side of the car. suguru has an easy smile on his face, eyes focused on the road. his other hand grips the steering wheel and keeps it steady.

"you’re quiet,” he murmurs, “don’t tell me the heat’s already gotten to you.” he has to raise his voice a bit, the wind and gentle radio in the background drowning him out.

"it might have," you tease, “or maybe i just don’t have anything to say. it’s beautiful here and i haven’t been back in a long time.” you reach over to palm the skin of his neck, feeling the way his hair sticks to it. you tuck suguru’s bangs into his top knot and he hums in appreciation.

there’s a gentle shake and you feel the car sputter along with the smell of oil burning as it wafts through the front seats. normal for your shitty little compact suv, but still troubling. your boyfriend distracts you with a soft laugh. “what’s so funny?” you ask, a teasing lift in your voice.

“nothing, nothing,” he replies, “it’s just that i’ve heard so much about this lake that i want to see it already. if only we hadn’t taken that detour…”

you let out a huff and pout beside him. “in my defense, i wasn’t aware that my navigation skills had gotten so rusty. i was a girl scout for seven years, you know.”

“oh trust me, sweetheart, i know. it’s the one hobby you never shut up about–“

you reach over to playfully slap at his chest, feeling the rumble of his laugh beneath your palm. he lifts the hand that was previously on your thigh to grip yours instead, tugging it into his lap in protest. “no hitting when i’m driving. when we get to the lake you can commit any and all domestic violence there.”

his thumb starts to caress your skin, placating you for now. “fine, but i get the first s’more! satoru always adds syrup and drizzles it on top and it tastes heavenly.”

“you’re both sick.”

“and you are a buzzkill. nothing wrong with a little extra artificial sweetner.”

“if i remember correctly it was two cavities last dentist visit, right– don’t pull away.” you try to anyway but his grip is strong, a smile on his face that tells you he’s purposely pushing your buttons.

“easy now, sweetheart. wouldn’t want me to crash into the sunset when we’re almost there.” he lifts your hand to his mouth, pressing a kiss to it. you try to ignore the way your heart beats against your chest. the words are right there on your tongue, waiting to be let out. i love you. i’m so happy you’re with me.

they don’t come, though, and you lean deeper into the passenger seat. “you’re lucky we’re dating. i would have left you on the side of the road miles ago.”

“and lose your passenger princess title? i doubt it.”

you shrug your shoulders, staring off into the forest as it encases your small car. if you looked close enough, hints of blue water would tease your vision. “i would have managed. a warm fire, pretty stars. i think you and the gas station attendant would have had a great time.”

“surely he wouldn’t have minded a large asian man soliciting on the property.”

“nah,” you smile, voice light, “of course not.”

a comfortable silence fills the car. the outside wilderness is vast, a large area of overgrown grass, leaves and roots. as you traverse deeper into the area you’re suddenly surrounded by the thick opening of the forest that breaks off and slopes down to where the lake rests. typically, a campfire would already be made in the center, circling the space with a large amalgamation of rocks; ashes littering the ground and causing the soil to dry up under your feet.

the absence of the others confuses you, throwing a glance at suguru at the same time he does you. where is everyone?

he pulls into the area that normally would be littered with tents and sleeping bags but you’re too confused to make him privy to this information.

you quickly shift your gaze throughout the campsite, looking for tufts of bright white hair or even a hint of styled blonde. the only sound you hear is from small critters and the gentle rush of water from a nearby stream. you don’t hear shoko’s laughter or nanami’s stern reprimanding. it’s silent. peaceful, but silent.

your boyfriend comes up behind you, placing a hand on your shoulder in an effort to calm your obviously racing mind. “they must be running late, too.” he reasons. “why don’t we set up and get the fire going, yeah?”

you nod, turning around to face him. his hair is now pulled up completely in a loose bun, tendrils tickling his cheeks from where they refuse to stay put. you fight the urge to tuck them away. “can we try calling them?”

he shakes his head, lifting up his phone to show the lack of cell service. “one step ahead of you.”

you sigh but ultimately nod, cracking your knuckles and shaking out your still tired legs. the drive had been a long one.

“alright then,” you breathe, “let’s get started.”

of course they got pulled over.

all that time spent paying off his parking tickets and gojo satoru has already gotten his license revoked again. you groan into the receiver, suguru holding the phone to your ear as you finish placing down the extra bags from the back seat of your car. you grab the phone with a mouthed ‘thank you’ and make your way to the pier once more.

after a few hours of no signal. you had managed to get a bar or two near the old wooden pier, tiny and definitely dangerous if not for the pillars holding it in place. you hear nanami sigh on the other line and you can practically hear the way he pinches his nose bridge.

“this is my fault, i shouldn’t have trusted him to make it all the way here. shoko started playing ice spice and apparently satoru decided it was time to ‘shake ass’ as he called it and–“

“you shook ass too, nanamin!” satoru yells in the muffled background.

“not the point, satoru!”

you bend down briefly to toss a pebble across the deep blue water, trying your best to stay angry but coming up with merely surface level disappointment. you let out a sigh, feeling familiar hands gripping your waist and pulling you into a strong front. suguru nuzzles into your neck, placing a warm kiss to your salty skin. innocent, gentle.

“when will you guys be getting here?” you ask, trying to ignore the way two thumbs rub into the soft flesh at your waist.

“hopefully by tomorrow. they let us off with a warning but since none of us are on satoru’s insurance they’re being difficult. tell suguru we’re sorry for the inconvenience. we really wanted to meet him.”

the man in question bites down gently into your neck, a sharp breath involuntarily leaving your mouth. “o-oh,” you swat at him half heartedly, “i’m sure he’s fine.”

“seriously, let him know we’ll be there bright and early. we can even bring those canned sausages you like so much…”

nanami’s voice drifts further and further away as your hand slowly falls from your ear. you turn your head to meet suguru’s waiting lips, gently pecking as his hot tongue teases at the seam of your mouth. you pull back with a whine. “baby, i’m on the phone.”

“hang up.” he goes back to sucking and kissing down the expanse of your neck, the skin exposed in the tank top you’re wearing. you quickly lift the phone to your ear.

“–and realistically if we take the short cut we will be there much faster, but who knows if traffic will hit since it’ll be a sunday–“

“n-no worries, see you then!”

you hang up and toss the device onto the deck, the screen reflecting against the lake as it catches the sunlight; shimmery gold underneath deep oranges and reds.

you turn around and lift suguru’s chin so that his lips once again meet yours. his hands move to squeeze your ass over your jean shorts in large handfuls. “you look so pretty,” he murmurs, “it’s hard keeping my hands off you when i can see the outline of your nipples in that shirt.” his right hand is sandwiched etween you two, easily popping open the metal button of your shorts and unzipping them.

you let out a gasp once you realize that his hand is traveling lower, reaching down to grab his wrist. “fuck, sugu, wait. i’m all sweaty.”

he hums in your mouth, biting down on your lip. “you know that doesn’t bother me. just spread your legs, sweetheart.”

you feel heat rising in your neck and face. “b-but that bothers me and i don’t– fuck–” suddenly it feels a little harder to breathe, your heart pumping faster from not arousal but fear. you probably seemed so childish. he’d touched you there plenty of times before and you didn’t want to disappoint him but—

“shh, no baby, it’s okay.” he goes to remove his hand, your wrist still firmly holding his. “we can stop… we can stop.”

you slowly release your hold on him, watching as suguru cautiously fixes your clothes where he previously displaced them. “i’m sorry,” you murmur, “i’m just stressed and–“

suguru pulls you close, letting your forehead rest in his neck. you immediately wrap your arms around him. he is warmth and security, love and adoration. you know that he knows you aren’t afraid of him, but someone from long ago, a dark stain in your otherwise clear memory.

“hey,” he says, his face breathing in the soft coconut scent of your hair. suguru wonders if you know that everytime you embrace him it feels like the first. “wanna make me one of those famous s’mores?”

“really?” you ask, eyes shiny with unshed tears. when one falls, his thumb lifts up to catch it. to catch you.

“yeah.” he murmurs. “really.”

after a round of sickenly sweet s’mores made by yours truly (with less syrup to show suguru some hint of mercy) and a cuddle by the fire — you decide to turn in for the night — leaving your boyfriend to his own devices as he stares up into the night sky.

you can tell that not a lot of time has passed because the fire pit still emits warmth when you step out of your tent and slip on your flip flops. you lift your arms up into the sky and expose your midriff with a yawn.

one glance around the campsite and you don’t see a familiar head of dark hair anywhere, even squinting into the tree line to see if he’d decided to go off on his own and do god knows what.

you aren’t worried per say, just missing him like any normal girlfriend would be. you wanted to cuddle into his chest and feel his strong arms wrap around you again.

the pier is illuminated by an automatic light that’s yellowed with age. you move a little closer and see a heap of something left on the very edge of it. as you make your way to it, avoiding loose branches and leaves, you realize that it’s a familiar white t-shirt and black sweatpants. it’s only then that you hear the gentle sound of water breaking a few feet away.

suguru rises up with a sigh, back turned towards you. his hands reach up to push back strands of dark hair that you assume were clinging to his face. even under the dim moonlight and turned away from you, he’s alarmingly beautiful.

he wades backwards, letting his body float as he rests on his back. you can see the way his nipples pebble under the chilled night air, the strong muscles in his core keeping him afloat, the outline of his soft cock between his thighs. his hair creates a dark halo as it moves freely around his head. if suguru’s aware of your presence, he doesn’t show it.

you take in a sharp breath at the view in front of you. you’ve seen suguru naked plenty of times before but his stark nakedness still catches you off guard.

you’d only skinny dipped once before, and you immediately left the water once you realized it was freezing. making up your mind before you can back out, you start to remove the layers of clothing on your body. your tank top and shorts, then your panties.

when you ease yourself into the water, you don’t cause much of a ripple. it’s weirdly warm as it encases your body, or it might just be that the air challenges it.

you make your way to suguru and stop once you reach his head. your touch is gentle against his cheeks and your suspicions of him knowing you were there are confirmed when he doesn’t even flinch.

“miss me?” he asks smugly, pools of brown staring up at you. you let your thumbs caress his cheeks, lean down to press your forehead to his.

“hardly.”

suguru moves then, lifting himself up and turning around. even in the semi-shallow waters he towers over you.

his hands find purchasa on your waist and your arms wrap around his neck. he pulls you in close so that your face rests there too. suguru travels down your body to grip your thighs and you instinctively wrap them around his tapered waist.

for a while, you let yourself melt against him, the water gently swaying you both closer to the pier. you think about the way his heart beats against yours, how gentle but secure his grip on your thighs are. geto suguru was everything you wanted in a man; smart, understanding, beautiful, kind. so suffocatingly kind. you imagine a world when his light does not shine as bright and a sour taste enters your mouth.

as if sensing your shift in attitude, suguru turns his head and gently kisses your temple. thin drops of water fall from the tip of his nose and down your cheek. he lifts you up a little to prevent your hair from getting wet. “what’s wrong, baby?”

“nothing,” you breathe, “i’m just… thinking.”

he hums, his hands moving up to cup just underneath your bottom. he angles you back a little to make eye contact. you look up at him with what you imagine are heart eyes and your fingers link at the nape of his neck.

“uh oh.” he briefly teases, “penny for your thoughts?”

you shrug a little. “i just…” you pause, the words bubbling in your throat. you try to push past the anxiety that creeps up in your chest. you’d been dating for a few months now, there was nothing wrong with feeling the way you did. you just— “…don’t want to scare you away.”

he considers this for a moment, and places another kiss on the tip of your nose. “if your coma-inducing syrup s’mores didn’t do the trick then i doubt anything else could.”

“you haven’t had one of my root beer floats yet.”

“ah, is that the killing blow?”

“it’s more a sampler, if you will.”

he smiles and brushes his nose against yours. “then i’m more than happy to die at your hands.”

you giggle, and move one of your hands to rest on his chest. “careful, geto suguru, people might think you love me with those words.”

you regret your own as soon as you say them, your gaze flickering down to the hand still on his chest. you try your best to recover. “n-not that i’m saying that–“

“i love you?” he offers.

god, it sounds worse when he put it out there. “right! i would never just assume–“

“what if i did?”

“what?”

he brings a hand to your chin, making you look into his eyes. there’s an intensity there that you only saw back home, when he’d visit your apartment and spend the night between your legs. he asks again, “love you. what if i did?”

you’re certain he feels the way you shiver against him, breaths just barely fluttering from you lips. you swallow nothing as your mouse dries. “w-well, i–“ you pause, trying your best to not shy away from your own emotions. “i would…” you trail off but you’re unable to spiral fully because he’s right there, like he always is, ready to catch you.

“it’s okay,” he breathes out your name like it’s a prayer, “you can tell me.”

you smile warily. your voice is quiet, barely a whisper and heavy with the tears you feel building behind your eyes. “i’m scared.” not of him, but of the weight behind the three worded confession. he nods, understanding as his hand cups your cheek.

“i know you are, sweet girl. i am, too. but… i know what i feel for you. i know that i love you.”

you can feel his heartbeat quicken under your palm at his admission. you can’t help but feel relieved, your lips just barely an inch away from one another. i love you, you think. i love you, i love you—

“i love you.”

an overwhelming warmth lights up in your chest, your anxiety melting away. your heart pounds and your mind fills with techno-color. it wakes up your nerves in a fizzling, vivid array of sparks.

suguru’s hot, yielding mouth is familiar as it melds to your own, pulling you closer as your hands instinctively tangle in his hair. it’s dried enough that it curves for you easily, your grip firm as you tug at it. he groans and you almost tug harder to hear it again.

you’re only teasing, not trying to start anything particularly heated, but then you shift in his arms and feel the gentle twitch of his hard cock against your mound, breaking away from the kiss when he moans involuntarily. you see the red that trickles up his cheeks.

“shit,” he pants, “fuck, i’m sorry. ‘m a little overwhelmed. we can stop–“

“i don’t want to,” you breathe, “please… don’t let me go.”

you feel him press against you gently, hips moving on their own so that you know he craves you even unconsciously. wanting. “never,” he promises. “i won’t let you go.”

he’s back to kissing you, tongue infiltrating your mouth in a sloppy mess. it’s all tongue and lips but you let him lead you, guide you to where you meet in the middle.

“w-we probably–” your voice catches as his lip attack the base of your throat, “we probably shouldn’t fuck in here.”

you feel your boyfriend’s laugh before you hear it and quicker than you can blink, he’s lifting you out of the water, up the shore of the lake to bypass the pier. you thank whatever deity that your friends are miles away from this place.

when you feel your back laid against a plush sleeping bag, you open your eyes to suguru hovering over you. he drags his hands down the planes of your plush stomach, back up again to the soft mounds of your breasts. you whine at the feeling of him tweaking your sensitive nipples. “you’re perfect, you know that?” he leans down and finishes what he started hours earlier, littering your neck in dark splotches. you pull him closer so that his shaft drags between your folds, collecting your arousal to bump against your clit. it drips between your thighs. “absolutely perfect for me.”

you feel his fingers glide down your stomach once more before reaching your hot entrance, making skilled strokes against your clit that have you spasming underneath him. “fuck.” you whimper, hearing the wet slaps of his fingertips smearing against your cunt. you barely register the way suguru licks a stripe up your neck and wraps his tongue around your ear. how he nibbles at the sensitive lobe.

“you love me, baby?” he breathes, “want me to make you feel good?”

you nod hurriedly, gripping his shoulders. “i need you, sugu, want you to make me cum.”

he moves his fingers faster, knowing just how to rub you to make you fall over the edge. “go ahead and let go, sweet girl. get yourself ready for me.”

it doesn’t take long for you to cum, your hole tightening and clenching around nothing as he helps your ride out the high with a deep kiss. he watches you closely to make sure you don’t crash, pressing kisses to your cheeks and eyelids as you tense up underneath him. “let me know if it’s too much, we can stop if you need me to.”

you shake your head, the euphoria you feel dispelling the shadows that sometimes linger in the back of your mind. “n-no i’m okay… i’m okay now.”

he nods, lining up his hard length to your entrance as you wrap your legs around his waist. suguru pushes into you gently, letting you get used to the stretch. you both moan in unison, his body hot and imposing on top of you as he tries his best to keep his composure. it’s suguru, you remind yourself. you want him. you love him.

you try to relax your muscles like your therapist told you, pulling your boyfriend closer until he is fully sheathed with a guttural moan. “h-holy shit,” he stutters, trying his damndest not to cum on the spot. you bury your hands into the hair that curtains you both.

“make love to me, sugu.” you whisper into the night, your words heard only by your lover and the fireflies. “please.”

“i will, baby.” he pulls you even closer if that’s possible. “i will.”

he thrusts in and out of you at a slow but hard pace, your gasps and whimpers egging him on as he pushes you deeper into the sleeping bag. your cunt sucks him in so eagerly that he can barely see straight, moving to grab your hands from his shoulders to loosely intertwine your fingers. his grip has just enough give that you could remove them if you wanted to. he was always aware of you, of your limits.

“you like it, don’t you?” he teases. “how full of you i get when my cock is buried in this perfect pussy?”

you preen underneath him at the praise, eyes filling with tears. you try to speak but the words are garbled. what sounds like a yes falls from your lips.

“yeah, you do. it’s why you always show me off, bringing me here to meet your friends. you want them to know i’m yours.”

your hips buck up into his and suguru increases his pace, your breasts jiggling with each powerful thrust. he grunts with each tight muscle that clamps down on him as he plows into you — your sweet nectar matting the trimmed hair at his base.

“well i’m yours, baby. have been s-since the first day i met you– oh fuck!”

your hands squeeze his, looking up at him with blurry vision. he is just as beautiful as he has always been, you are weakened by it. you purposefully squeeze down hard on his cock, choked gasp leaving both of your mouths as he finds your g-spot.

“i love you, suguru. i love you.”

he practically pins you under him, arms wrapping your shoulders and back as he nuzzles into the side of your neck. “again,” he begs, “tell me again.”

you let out an almost delirious laugh. “i love you — fuck —! I l-love you.”

you feel a familiar pressure build in your stomach, hands clawing at the soft skin of his back and the muscles beneath it. you don’t have much warning to give, and neither does he, your orgasm coming suddenly as his hips sloppily knock into yours until—

you both let go, hot spurts of his cum coating your walls as he moans and whimpers. suguru takes a deep inhale of your scent, the familiar coconut causing another pump of his release to spill inside you.

“holy shit.” he breathes, lifting himself up to look you in the eyes. he takes in the fucked out expression on your face, the pure euphoria in your features. he leans in to steal your breath away with a kiss, gentle and languid. he whispers your name into your mouth. “I love you,” he parrots, “I’ve always loved you.”

the next morning, when your friends arrive and you get ready for a day of hiking, they don’t fail to notice the way you two are attached at the hip. you’re engay in the conversation, sure, but you’re also laughing to yourselves as if you knew a secret that they didn’t.

you think you’re hiding it well but the discoloration on your neck is a dead giveaway. they aren’t angry, though, never having seen you so happy and in love.

it’s what you deserve and you know better than anyone that suguru is willing to give it all to you. you just hope he continues to hold you gently. that if you break he is willing to pick up the pieces. that your moments of fragility don’t scare him away. 

you’re afraid and worried about the future. but suguru tells you that love is an active choice, a choice that led him to you. that love is a beautiful kind of fear and he will take the leap as many times as you need him to.

you don’t have to tell him that you’re already prepared to fall.

note: this is my favorite story i’ve ever written. it’s been very healing for me to revisit it and post it here on this new blog. if it resonates with you in anyway, know that i’m holding your hand and hoping that your road to healing gets easier over time. it isn’t your fault and you’re worthy of love. always and forever.

MISSROKI. all original work. do not plagiarize, translate, or repost. this includes feeding my work to ai apps and sites.

#‧₊˚ 🖇️ ۫ ⭒ — sorin writes. #geto x reader #geto suguru x reader #geto x female reader #geto x black reader #geto smut #geto fluff #suguru x reader #geto x you #geto x y/n #jjk x reader #jjk smut #angelshubnetwork

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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ?

featuring : gn!reader + Zoro, Mihawk and Ace

warning : none

masterlist

Roronoa Zoro

His heart suddenly beats more rapidly whenever he sees you smiling, laughing, or even doing the most random thing. On top of that, Sanji's overly complimentary remarks towards you make him want to reach for his swords. No, this can't be. He's stared death down a thousand times, cut through countless enemies. Yet, this new feeling blooming for you – it's terrifying.

Zoro coming to terms with his feelings for you? Buckle up, because it's going to be a hilarious journey. Denial will be his middle name for a while, trust me. This dense swordsman will be in for a wild ride before he finally connects the dots.

Thanks to Nami's interrogation skills (and a little sake), the whole crew knows Zoro has a thing for you. Now, expect endless teasing from Luffy and Usopp, who'll probably try to spill the beans before a certain mosshead gives them his best glare.

Zoro finally figuring out his feelings for you? Great! Now comes the real test: talking to you about them. Because let's be honest, under that tough-guy act, he is probably a nervous wreck, sweating bullets at the thought of rejection.

Zoro's not exactly the Romeo type. So expect a confession that's straightforward, maybe a bit awkward – but heartfelt nonetheless. If you feel the same, a weight will lift from his shoulders. But if not, he'll respect your decision and try to keep things smooth between you.

Dracule Mihawk

Don't be fooled by Mihawk's stoic facade – because he is quite aware of his feelings for you. Years have honed his instincts, and unlike his pupil, he has no time (and he is too old) for childish denial. His emotions are clear, even if unspoken.

That man has a very calculating mind. He'll dissect every interaction, every glance, searching for a sign that you love him as mush as he loves you. Despite his solitary nature, his mind might already be constructing a future by your side – a future dependent on your response.

Mihawk is probably one of the few men in One Piece who are very romantic (Oda told me so). His brand of romance is subtle yet charming. Imagine leisurely strolls through his gardens or watching the sunset with a glass of wine by his side. A subtle offer of his arm, a hint of a blush from you – that might be all the encouragement he needs to take things a step further.

Once confident your feelings mirror his own, Mihawk will approach things in an (VERY) old-fashioned way. Be prepared for a carefully crafted dinner invitation, where he can formally request the honor of courting you. His pride lies in being a gentleman, and rushing into things is simply not his style. He prefers to court you slowly and respectfully, allowing your relationship to develop naturally.

After a series of thoughtful dates, Mihawk will finally take the next step and ask you to be his partner (Perona and Zoro might have placed a bet on the timeline, of course). Like everything he does, Mihawk will approach this new chapter with utmost seriousness. Your well-being will always be his top priority.

Portgas D. Ace

Ace isn't the denial type. The ache when you're gone, the quiet competition with Marco and Izo for your laughter – these are the clues that tip him off. Ace falling for you? It's written all over his flustered face. He stutters and turns red like a tomato when speaking to you unexpectedly.

The entire crew is a nuisance and teases him constantly about his love for you. They have grilled him mercilessly – “When will you confess?” they ask, convinced you feel the same.

Denial ? Once again, not Ace's style. But baring his heart, admitting his love for you ? That's a terrifying vulnerability he fears more than anything. On top of that, I believe he is also afraid of losing your friendship by making things awkward if you don't feel the same about him.

Thankfully, Marco, ever the voice of reason, is there to guide this lovestruck dummy. And honestly, this old man is tired of watching you two pining from afar. A stern talk from Marco might be just what Ace needs to understand that silence could lead to a missed opportunity for a great relationship.

Ace's confession? A masterpiece in the making, at least in his head. Daily mirror pep talks and a meticulously planned romantic gesture – that's how he plans to declare his love. Just imagine the blushing, the stammering, the potential for minor explosions (caused by Ace's nervousness, of course).

Dinner over, Ace reaches for something hidden in his pocket. His nervousness is palpable, a sheen of sweat forming on his brow. But then, with a determined glint in his eye, he throws caution (and the letter) to the wind, ready to confess his true feelings directly from the heart.

#divider by cafekitsune #one piece #one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #zoro roronoa x reader #dracule mihawk x reader #portgas d ace x reader #zoro x reader #mihawk x reader #ace x reader #zoro roronoa x you #portgas d ace x you #dracule mihawk x you #zoro x y/n #mihawk x y/n #ace x y/n

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Unspoken Words

Characters: All NRC students x reader (seperately)

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Genre: hurt/comfort

Unspoken reasons why the NRC boys love you!

HEARTSLABYUL

Riddle Rosehearts seems like perfection; like the very image of what one should strive for. Anyone who knows him can admire his hard work and diligence, because that is the extent to what they can see. But you see his delight at the simplest of things; things that he never got to experience in childhood. Riddle holds you dear to him because you encourage his rare moments of whimsy, and love them wholly- just as he loves you.

Trey Clover is always being told that he should aim higher, because the talent he holds would be squandered should he go down the path of the simple village baker. He smiles and politely tells them that he’ll consider it- but really, he’s tired of the input he never wanted in the first place. It’s all the more reason to appreciate the way you trust in his dreams. Trey knows what he wants, and you won’t push him for anything more. 

Cater Diamond has two different sides, like the faces on a card. Sometimes he’s the party-loving Cay-kun, and other times he wants nothing more than to collapse in his bed and sleep the day away. Being Cay-kun is exhausting. It’s not entirely him but he can’t seem to bring himself to show the real Cater to anyone but you, because you understand that the mask is necessary sometimes. It’s okay if he’s not ready to show the world his face yet. You’ll be waiting for him when he is.  

Bluntly honest is the best way to describe Ace Trappola. If someone asked, he’d call himself a realist. He’s not here to mess around or play the hero. And sometimes that can hurt people’s feelings and push them away. But being truthful and being mean are two different things, and he knows he can always trust you to tell him when he oversteps. Ace may fumble from time to time, so he’s glad you’re always there to help him back up.

Deuce Spade was reluctant to begin dating you at first. He wasn’t proud of who  he was in middle school, nor is he proud of who he is at the moment. He thought that he was unworthy of you, that he needed more time to grow. When he first figured out that you weren’t the most perfect person either, it didn’t turn him away. In fact, it relieved him. Deuce loves that you can be imperfect together- and that you’re willing to grow alongside him even more. 

SAVANACLAW

Leona Kingscholar is used to being the spare; the disposable one. Even though he’s the second prince of the Sunset Savannah, even though he was born into a life of privilege, he knows what it’s like to have to fight for yourself and your place in the world. When he met you, he could hardly believe that for once, a fight wasn’t necessary. It took a while for him to trust, but now Leona knows that he will always be your first choice, as you will be his.

From the outside, Ruggie Bucchi’s obsession over food is a bit excessive. Does one really need to defend every scrap with his life? He’s tired of others laughing at the way he packs snacks in his bag and sneaks crumbs off the tabletop. It’s telling that you hand him extras when you don’t have to, that you make sure he always has more than he needs. It shows that you value the things he values, so that he can do the same in return to you. 

Jack Howl is a lone wolf, just like his name. He’s always relied on his own strength to get by. Owing a debt is like putting his life in someone else’s hands, so accepting favors is something that he’ll never do. When he first realizes he loves you, it’s hard to accept that another person now holds a part of his heart. But give him some time and he’ll begin to appreciate having someone to share the burden with. It’s refreshing to have company without debt or guilt. 

OCTAVINELLE

They say those who have suffered the most have the most empathy. Azul Ashengrotto thinks there must be something wrong with him, then. After all the ridicule he’s endured, all he wants is to watch his tormentors cry as well. So why does his heart beat so fast then, when he sees how kind you are to others? There’s so little logic to it- but the heart wants what it wants. 

Jade Leech gives only as much as he takes. In his mismatched eyes, it’s only reasonable that a transaction is balanced on both sides. So it’s a surprise to him when you don’t demand everything to be split, fifty-fifty. It’s with you that he learns the connection between trust and equals. Not having to count out every exchange leaves Jade more time to love you with all his heart. 

Floyd Leech is notorious for his mercurial behavior. It’s a laughing matter for some students, and the target of frustration for many others when he fails to show the same enthusiasm he had before. If he’s already in a bad mood, then why are they making it worse by nagging him? You’re his retreat in times like that, because you take his emotions seriously, no matter how ridiculous they seem in the moment. 

SCARABIA

Kalim Al-Asim knows he can be dense. As the heir to a merchant empire, he’s got some level of self-awareness in him, even if he doesn’t always know how to use it. He can tell when he’s said the wrong thing to you. The wringing of hands, the twisting of brows make him so nervous, but he can’t do anything but laugh it off lest he say something to make it worse. So he appreciates it when you patiently explain to him how you feel, even when you’re not in the mood to. Sometimes he just needs help to understand. 

There’s no doubt that Jamil Viper has… questionable methods of obtaining his means to an end. With the precision and patience of a snake, he can use any means necessary to strike. But when you’re around he finds himself thinking more of what’s right than just what he wants. You are his conscience, in the best  and worst of times; and he can’t help but love you for it. 

POMEFIORE

Vil Schoenheit’s entire life has been publicized since the day he stepped into the spotlight. While he takes pride in his looks and envies anyone who can shine brighter than him, he finds that when he is with you, he can be whatever he wants to be with no eyes on him. No cameras, no rehearsals, no pressure, just two hearts beating side by side. 

Rook Hunt has a lot to say, and so little time to say it. He is always on the move, always examining something else to find the beauty in it. And though it’s hard to be patient, he loves you for always listening when he talks, even when he rambles for hours about the smallest things. To sit still for that long is a feat in itself.

The frustrations of Epel Felmier are evident when others treat him as lesser simply because of the way he looks. He’s still learning how to use his charm in other ways, but it’s hard to unlearn so many old habits. Punishments from Vil don’t help either. So when the work gets too harsh, you make him forget about being weak or strong- and when you’re in front of him, all he wants to be is yours. 

IGNIHYDE

Idia Shroud is used to watching the world go by without him. Sometimes he feels like an outside observer, or even a roadblock for others to climb over on their way to greatness. But with you, he never feels like an inconvenience. He feels wanted and needed- something he hasn’t felt for a long, long time. 

DIASOMNIA

Malleus Draconia is lonely. It’s plain and simple as that. He wants the company of others, outside of those assigned to guard him and bow to his every whim. So Malleus covets the fact that you are simply here, by his side of your own volition. For the first time in his life, Malleus thinks that he might be content.

Lilia Vanrouge has lived through centuries. As a human, you cannot even begin to fathom bridging the gap in time. There is just so much that he has seen that he can’t share with you. So please, just let him hold you while he has the chance. Let him cherish the way you live in the moment. Together, you can forget the coming of the future. 

Sebek Zigvolt is constantly under pressure. Not from others, but from himself- but either way, the stress gets to him. He would never admit it, but the stolen moments you spend together make him happier than he’s ever been. His shoulders ease, and his scowl disappears for a time. Just don’t point it out, or they’ll be back again full force- accompanied by a blush.

It’s not that Silver doesn’t care about what people are saying- he really, really does. But when he falls asleep so easily, some people come to think that he’s bored out of his mind. He was anxious that you’d think the same, but to his surprise, you understand his struggles. He’s trying his best to be more attentive to you, and you welcome his efforts with open arms.

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Ortho vs a Teenage Girl and a 5-year-old Prince

Summary: When Ortho's hard work of trying to set up the Prefect with his brother is about to go down the drain by two kids. Disaster ensures!

Notes: This is my first time writng for Twisted Wonderland so I hope that you enjoy! I used Yuu but this can be read as a x Reader too! Yuu/reader is a female!

Word Count: 4835

Disclaimer: I do not own Twisted Wonderland and its characters. Those belong to Aniplex, Walt Disney Japan, and Yana Toboso.

Warnings: possible ooc characters, not beta read, slight book 6 spoilers, references to the yasamina and sunset savanna events, irl references, Lilia wanting to be a grandpa, and some alcohol mentioned (Papa Crewel drinking wine)

Family Day is the one day in Night Raven College when families are invited to tour the campus or visit their loved ones. The event itself was big since most students come from well-off families. However, sometimes some parents were too busy to show up, which was okay. One example is Idia and Ortho's parents. Both siblings didn't mind them not showing up. Idia preferred playing video games in his room but not Ortho. Ortho had a different plan involving the Ramshackle Prefect, Yuu. The Prefect has to be the toughest girl Ortho has ever met. Ortho has never met a girl who can defeat six overblots (one of them was his brother), wrangle a cat monster, and deal with Crowley's (bs) demanding jobs. 

Now Ortho was not dumb. He might be more human-like, but he could sense how much his brother's heart races when the Prefect talks to him or how his hair turns slightly pink when they play video games together. Ortho thinks Idia's feelings towards the Prefect grew after she and a few others broke into the Island of Woe to save their friends. Sadly, Idia has never acted on his feelings and prefers to stay on the sidelines and admire Yuu from afar. 

On the other hand, Ortho was not having it. He can see just how happy his brother is around Yuu. Plus, Ortho would gladly accept her as his sister-in-law. It's like hitting two birds with one stone!

Ortho made it his mission to mention his brother whenever he hung out with the Prefect. It can range from "Big Brother made a new invention" or "Big Brother wants to play a new game with you!" If Ortho can have some of Idia's friends play video games with him, he can surely set Yuu up with his brother. 

Of course, the Fates must have heard him and introduced two rivals during the school's annual Family Day. 

Who are his rivals? A teenage girl and a 5-year-old prince. 

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Rival 1: Najma Viper

Ortho hummed as he glided down the hall of different families, searching for the Prefect. Luckily he had the whole day to put his plan in motion since his parents could not attend today's event, and Idia stayed in his room. According to Ace, who took Grim so they could prank his older brother, Yuu was handling different errands assigned by Crowley for Family Day. What would be the perfect way to spend Family Day with a (potential) sister by helping her and inviting her over to hang out with his Big Brother?

Ortho turned around a corner but stopped when he saw the Prefect occupied with a young girl. He moved closer to get a better look. 

"Jamil is very talented. He is smart, can cook, sing, and is a great dancer! You should see how happy he gets when he dances. He is the perfect guy!" The girl exclaimed with excitement in her eyes. 

Ortho froze. Jamil? The perfect guy? What in the Twisted Wonderland was going on here? He had a bad feeling about this. 

"He would be a great boyfriend for you. You should've seen how he kept staring at you when you visited the Scalding Sands," the girl adds, causing Yuu to blush. 

Ortho felt as if Tartarus froze over. "NO!" He suddenly yelled and flew out of his hiding spot.

Yuu and the other girl turn to Ortho. 

"No?" 

"I mean, no way! Jamil is so cool!" Ortho said in an attempt to save himself. Yuu and the girl both smile, causing Ortho to kick himself internally. He should be hyping his brother up, not Jamil! Ortho turned to the other girl. "I'm sorry. Let me introduce myself. Hi, I'm Ortho Shroud, a first-year, and Yuu's friend," he extended a hand to her. 

The girl shook his hand and had a pleasant smile on her face. "Hi Ortho, I'm Jamil's sister, Najma." Najma seemed kind, but Ortho was not buying it. If Ortho knew anything about Jamil, Najma must be good at hiding her true feelings. "Say, Ortho, since you seem to know my brother, would you agree that he is talented?"

"I guess I can agree with you there," Ortho said while reflecting on Jamil's performance at the VDC.

Najma's eyes furrow slightly, "You guess?" She turned to Yuu, "What do you think, Yuu? Don't you think that he is talented? Or handsome? Or both?" she smirked.

Yuu hesitantly laughed, "Well-" her eyes scanned the hall until she spotted a familiar mop of white hair. "Kalim!"

Kalim turned to the trio and smiled brightly, "Yuu! Najma! Ortho! What are you all doing here?"

"Just catching up," Najma replied instantly and turned to Kalim with a devious look, "Say, Kalim, what do you think are my brother's best features?

Kalim hummed in thought before responding. "Well, he is a good dancer, can cook, and is very strong! He once told me he is as strong as ten men!" 

"Whoa," Yuu replied with awe, and Najma smiled proudly. 

"Give Big Brother a day, and he can be stronger than one hundred men with an invention," Ortho muttered. The others were too busy to notice Ortho float off to search for his brother. Jamil may be talented, but his Big Brother is that and more! He had to drag him out of his room first to show it. 

Ortho was at the Mirror Chamber when he noticed someone enter from Scarabia's door. He saw the frantic look on Jamil's face and made his way to him.

"Jamil! How are you?'

"Fine," the boy replied, searching the room for something or someone.

"Are you looking for someone?" Ortho asked and innocently tilted his head to the side. 

"In fact, yes. I'm looking for Kalim and my little sister, Najma. She looks a little bit like me but shorter."

"Oh, that was your sister! I saw her with Kalim earlier! They were talking to Yuu, nearby one of the first-year classrooms. I can lead the way for you if you want." Vil would be proud of his acting skills if he could see him now.

"Great Sevens, those two," Jamil sighed out of relief. "Please."

The two trek through the school with Orthro leading. Jamil could not see the glee in the boy's eyes. If he removed Najma from the picture, he could have Yuu all to himself and use the time to praise his Big Brother! Ortho mentally high-fives himself for the genius plan.

"Jamil is also really good at basketball. You should have seen when he made the winning shot against RSA," Kalim's voice echoed, causing Jamil to walk faster. 

"NAJMA! KALIM!" Jamil called out once they were in his sight. "Stop annoying the Prefect. We need to get back to Scarabia for the party."

Najma's face lights up with an idea, "We can invite Yuu!"

Jamil rolled his eyes and grabbed the two by the back of their shirts, "No, this party is for both our parents and Kalim's siblings. We will be late if we do not leave right now." Jamil stopped his scolding and turned to Yuu. "I'm so sorry about them, Prefect. I don't want them to interrupt your day."

Yuu laughed, "It's alright. They were telling me some things about you."

Jamil's eyes widen in horror, "WHAT?" 

"I didn't know you once faced a hundred bad guys with swords before."

Jamil turned to the duo in his hands, then Yuu, then back at them again. His face became red as Riddle's hair as the seconds passed, "We are leaving!"

"But Jamil!" Kalim and Najma whine.

"NO BUTS! We are leaving before you feed Yuu more lies," He dragged the two down the hall and back to Scarabia.

"None of that were lies though!" Kalim's voice echoed.

"I've see the way you look at her and it is sad to watch. You needed the help anyway!" Najma added.

"No, I don't!" Jamil replied. The trio's voices became quieter until they were out of sight. 

Ortho and Yuu stood in silence. After some time passed, Ortho glanced over at Yuu.

"Big Sister, based on the changes in your heart, I can tell you are feeling sad. Is something wrong?" Ortho asked and noticed the sad look on the Prefect's face. The Prefect's eyes widen from getting caught. 

"Yeah. It's just…watching Jamil and Najma interact reminds me of my younger siblings back home. Sometimes I feel lonely watching everyone interact with their families." 

"How many siblings do you have?'

"A younger brother and a younger sister. You know, Ortho, you remind me of my little brother." Yuu smiled and ruffled Ortho's hair. Ortho's eyes became bright with joy.

"Thank you, Big Sister. You might feel lonely now, but most people here consider you family. For example, Ace and Deuce."

Yuu laughed, the corners of her mouth turning upward slightly. "They are like brothers to me, always getting into trouble but loveable at the same time."

"See!"

"I can't forget the Ramshackle ghosts, the rest of the Heartslabyul guys, and the professors!"

"Yeah, so you may miss your family sad, but you still have people around you who consider you their own. You won't be lonely until Crowley finds you a way home!"

Yuu smiled, "You're right, Ortho. Come here." she opened her arms to him in a hug that Ortho immediately flew to. "Thank you, Ortho, for cheering me up." She lets go of the boy and looks around the hallway. "By the way, where is Idia? I haven't seen him all day."

"Oh!" Ortho replied, unaware of the pitter-patter of the child's feet getting louder and louder. "He wanted me to tell you about the new Star Rogue game that just came out. Big Brother wants you to"

"Auntie Yuu!"

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Rival 2: Cheka Kingscholar

Ortho wished that kicking a 5-year-old kid across the island would not be a high-risk thing to do. His parents had already dealt with the damage caused by him and his big brother on the Island of Woe. The last thing his parents need is to deal with the royal family of Sunset Savanna.

Still, Ortho has got to be one of the few people who can say one of his rivals is a kindergartener. A child, for crying out loud! An annoying child who has been clinging to the Prefect, talking her ear off about how great his Unca Leona is, and is using his big brown eyes (that reminded Ortho of the toddler's eyes from a popular babysitter's anime Idia loves) to increase his cuteness by 100%.

"Give me five seconds, and I can increase my cuteness by 1000%. Big Brother recently installed a program to do that," Ortho muttered to himself while glaring at the newest addition to the group. He could use that feature to his advantage. Still, the child will not give him the opportunity by choosing to wrap himself around her waist and staying there like a koala. 

"Cheka! What are you doing here, and where are your attendants? Yuu frantically asked and looked around for them. The last thing she wanted to do was get on the royal family's bad side. 

"I couldn't wait to see you, Auntie, so I left them all behind! Hee hee!"

Yuu's mouth opened from shock. "we need to find them right away!"

Cheka didn't share the same feelings as Yuu and instead just laughed it off, "We could find Unca instead. Did you know that he is very cool and strong? He has so many friends that we all played together once. He even made me fly!"

Yuu could only respond in a confused tone. Ortho felt his patience run thin from the young prince. 

"I'm sorry, Prince Cheka, but Yuu is busy right now." Ortho tried to pry the cub off Yuu, but Cheka refused to let go. He could try to use more force, but it can lead to a torn uniform and an unhappy Professor Crewel. 

Ortho's words fly past Cheka's ears, "Not now! This is an emergency!" the young prince turned and glared at Ortho.

Oh, he is going down! Give him a few seconds, and he could blast the child out of existence!

"An emergency?" Yuu asked, unaware of Ortho's hair looking Idia's when he gets angry. 

"You must marry my Unca because he loves you and wants to be with you forever!"

Yuu laughed and moved her arms around to carry Cheka, "Did your Uncle tell you that?" she asked while imaging the grumpy lion down on one knee and asking her to marry him. 

Cheka nodded his head so fast. "Of course! He wants you to be his princess! If you marry him, then you can be my Auntie. Then we can all spend each day playing!"

Ortho, who was starting to get annoyed, immediately butted in, "Big Sister! If you do that, then your other family will miss you! Big Brother will miss you too!"

Cheka glared at Ortho again. He turned to Yuu and increased his cuteness by pouting his lips, "Unca Leona loves you, Auntie! He can die from heartbreak if you're not with him!"

Ortho rolled his eyes, "Your uncle won't die."

"You don't know that! You're the only one who can make him happy! Auntie, Unca Leona is so sad without you! We can't let Unca cry!"

Yuu hesitantly laughed, "I'm pretty sure your Uncle has other things that make him happy."

"But would you consider marrying him to make him happier?" Cheka asks, his eyes glistening with tears. Ortho rolled his eyes again. 

"I think we are too young to get married?"

"In the future, then?"

Ortho had enough. "That's it! Prince Cheka, Big Sister is busy right now, and she needs to go." He flew over and grabbed one of Yuu's arms to pull her away. 

Cheka leaped out of Yuu's remaining arm and grabbed it to pull, "No, she is going with me!"

"No, she needs to see my big brother!" pull.

"No, she must see my Unca! He will cry if he never sees her." pull.

"He. Will. Not. Die!" pull.

"Well, I bet my Unca is cooler than your brother. He can drive his car through land and sea*!" pull.

"Oh yeah? Well, my brother can take apart a blastcycle, customize it with a functional value, AND drive it!" pull.

"Oh yeah? My brother can fly a flying carpet! That takes a lot of skill to master." Najma added, materializing out of nowhere after she escaped from her brother. She pulled Ortho and Cheka's hands off of Yuu and glared at them.

Ortho groaned, "Not you again!"

The three began to argue about which of their family members was better and left Yuu off to the side.  

Yuu's arms were now sore from all the pulling, and she could feel a headache forming. Despite this, Yuu could not stop a small smile from forming on her face. She blinked once and saw her younger siblings arguing instead of her friends. The argument was both cute and an annoying thing to watch. 

 "ENOUGH!" Yuu yelled, causing everyone to stop arguing. "You all need to stop arguing because it is not helping me pick a side."

"Exactly. You three are causing a ruckus on school grounds," A stern voice added. Everyone turned around to find Professor Crewel glaring at them. Najma and Cheka tremble from the professor's gaze. "You pups need to apologize to Yuu for the incoming headache and disrupting the school."

Ortho, Najma, and Cheka give each other a look and nod, "We're sorry, Big Sister/Yuu/Auntie."

Yuu smiled, kneeled, and opened her arms for a hug. "I forgive you," she says, and the three children join in on the group hug. Crewel smiled at the sight before clearing his throat to get their attention.

"Yuu, can you help me sort the potions in my office?" He asked and tapped his pointer three times against his palm. 

"Of course," she stood up. "You three be good now," Yuu ruffled the children's hair and headed towards Crewel's office. 

Crewel turned towards Ortho, "Shroud. I want you to bring these two back to their respective dorms. You can help guide them back."

Ortho sighed, "Yes sir," he replied, looked at the other two, and flew off towards the Mirror Chamber. "My brother is the coolest, though," he whispered to himself, but Cheka, having enhanced hearing, heard it all.

"My Unca is cooler plus 100."

Najma rolled her eyes, "You mean times 100? Anyways, my brother is cooler times 1000."

The three could not help the laugh escaping their lips. They will cease fire for now. The winner can be chosen another day. 

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"-uu. Yuu." Crewel called out and shook Yuu's body to wake her up. 

Yuu groaned but opened her eyes to the bright light of Crewel's office. Her body was on his red leather couch, Grim snuggled beside her, and his thick coat acted as her blanket. 

"You need to wake up. The sun has already set, and I want you to get some sleep tonight," Crewel said softly and stood up to walk to his desk. The campus sounded quiet except for the crickets chirping outside. 

Ah, so Family Day is over. 

"When did Grim show up?" Yuu asks through a yawn. She sits up, picks up Grim, and places him on her lap.

"About an hour ago. He was already knocked out when Trappola brought him here," Crewel picked up a neatly wrapped box on his desk and walked back to the Prefect. "These are for you." Yuu grabbed the box and immediately opened it. Inside was an assortment of cookies and chocolates that looked too expensive for Yuu. "Since your actual family is not here for Family Day, I wanted to give you this to celebrate it. Feel free to share it with your friends,"

Yuu could feel tears forming. She used to feel alone after she crashed the entrance ceremony, but not anymore. Yuu now has people who love her despite the possibility of her leaving. She appreciates all he does as someone she views as a father figure in Twisted Wonderland. Crewel's gift may not be as grand as her whole family showing up, but the small things count. 

"Thank you so much," she placed Grim and the gift down and stood up to hug the man. 

Crewel smiled, "You're welcome, Yuu." he pulled away. "Now get some rest, or else you might give the Pomefiore students a heart attack if you show up with eyebags."

Yuu laughed, "Of course," she grabbed Grim, the box, and headed out the door. Yuu smiled at her memories from today as she walked back to Ramshackle. She enjoyed reuniting with Najma and Cheka despite their arguing with Ortho over who she should hang out with. 

Why were they so persistent about it? Yuu thought to herself when it suddenly hit her.

"I forgot about Idia!" Yuu exclaimed. Her movement caused Grim to mumble something in his sleep. Yuu tucked Grim over her shoulder and ran toward the Mirror Chamber when she saw the guy in question heading her way. 

"Idia!" Yuu called out with glee. It had been a long day for her, so seeing him made her smile. "Where have you been all day? I wanted to hang out with you."

Idia blushed and started sweating, "Y-you did? I was in my room since my parents did not show up today. I was actuallywaitingonyousowecouldplaythisnewgametogether." Idia mumbled the last part so fast that Yuu could not understand it. 

"I'm sorry. I missed the last part?" 

"I said I was waiting for you to play the new Star Rogue together. I asked Ortho to get you, but he returned without you."

Yuu laughed nervously, "Ah, that. Yeah, a lot of stuff happened, and Ortho was busy." She replied, unaware of Idia's increasing heartbeat caused by the Prefect's adorable laugh. 

Idia imagined there was a meter beside him, and it kept growing every time the Prefect did something cute (read: that is a lot of things). There's a limit that could cause it to explode. 

Idia avoided Yuu's stare by looking at the fancy box in the girl's hands. His eyes lit up in excitement. "Where did you get the sweets from?"

Yuu smiled. "Professor Crewel!" Saying his name made his earlier words replay in her mind. Suddenly, her face lit up like she had an idea. "Hey, Idia. Why don't you and Ortho come over to Rhamshakle for a sleepover? We can play Star Rogue and eat these sweets together."

Cue the meter beside Idia, exploding into a million pieces. Now Idia was red, frozen, and unsure about what to do. 

Yuu waved a hand across Idia's face. "Hey, are you okay?"

"YES!" Idia squeaked out and cleared his throat. "I mean, yeah. I don't mind having a sleepover at Ramshackle tonight."

Yuu squealed from excitement. "Yay!" She jumped with glee. Suddenly, she tucked the candy box under one arm, used her other arm to grab Idia's shoulder, and tiptoed to kiss his cheek. 

Idia.exe has stopped working. Oh yeah, Idia was VERY red now, and his hair turned a bright shade of pink. 

Is this how the MC feels when they get kissed by a love interest? Idia thought to himself like he was in an otome game. He could see the intimacy meter between him and Yuu go up.

"I'm so excited! I will go ahead and set up the lounge. You can grab Ortho and whatever else we need for the sleepover. We can meet up in my dorm after we get everything."

"S-s-sounds good," Idia gave a tiny thumbs up, which was the best he could do then. 

"See you then!" Yuu called out and headed back towards Ramshackle with a pep in her step. Once Yuu was out of sight, Idia pulled out his tablet to connect to Ortho. 

"Hello, Big Brother! Do you need something?" 

Idia could not articulate anything. First, his crush invited him to her dorm, and then she kissed him. The Prefecf actually KISSED HIM on the cheek. 

"THEPREFECTKISSEDME!!" 

"What? Did you say that Big Sister kissed you?"

"Just on the cheek, but it still counts! The UR character actually took an interest in boring old me! Ortho, I need you to get things for our sleepover with the Prefect…."

Ortho chose to not listen to his brother rambling. All he could hear was that he was victorious. 

"Oh, Big Brother," Ortho smiled after Idia was done. "I am so happy for you."

Score: Ortho: +1, Najma: 0, Cheka: 0

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Earlier in Savanaclaw: 

"UNCA!!!!" Cheka yelled as he barged into Leona's room, left the door open, and pounced on Leona's stomach. Leona let out an 'oof' and glared at his nephew. He sat up, let his blankets fall, and allowed Cheka to sit on his lap.

"Why are you in my room? You're interrupting my nap." 

"You need to marry Yuu, or you could die!" Cheka exclaimed while jumping on Leona's body.

Leona rolled his eyes, "I will not die, kid."

Cheka stopped jumping and leaned toward Leona's face, "You don't know that, so you need my help to impress her!"

Leona pushed Cheka's face away, "Look, furball, I do not need any help to impress Yuu. She can take one look at me and realize that is all she needs." Leona was too prideful to say it aloud, but he grew to like the herbivore. Has she been clueless to him affections her? Yes but he refuses to ask his nephew, of all people, for help.

Cheka blinked and stared at his uncle's face, "You need more than that, Unca!"

Leona groaned in annoyance. Cheka was too stubborn not to give up, and Leona was tired. Leona contemplated his next step when he heard familiar footsteps approaching his door. 

Ah, it is about time for Ruggie to come to pick up his laundry. 

"Hey, Leona! You better have your laundry somewhat neat." His voice called out, slowly getting louder as he got closer.

Leona grabbed the back of Cheka's shirt, "Hey Cheka, I'll let you help me if we play a game first."

Cheka's eyes lite up in glee, "Oh! What game?"

As Ruggie walked into Leona's doorway, Leona picked up Cheka and threw him at Ruggie's face.

"What the" Ruggie exclaimed and managed to catch the laughing Cheka. Leona quickly jumped up and walked to his balcony. 

"I'll leave him to you. Don't go looking for me." Leona called back. 

"Hey!" Ruggie runs after him, but it is too late. Leona already jumped off and gracefully landed on the ground. He walked out, leaving Ruggie and Cheka alone in the dorm room.

Cheka turned to Ruggie with a bright grin, "Let's do it again!"

Ruggie could only sigh. This will be a long day.

Bonus: 

"Father, when you said there was an emergency, I did not think makeup would be the reason." Silver's legs started to feel numb as Lilia rubbed some eyeshadow on his eyelids. Earlier, Lilia was adding different makeup powders to the boy's face, so he had to resist the urge to sneeze. 

"Hush, Silver! Master Lilia requires us to sit here for hours getting for…what is it for actually?" Sebek's face contoured in confusion despite his eyes being closed for his eyeshadow. 

"Fufufu the Prefect needs to be starstruck by your looks that she will say yes if either of you asks for her hand in marriage."

"MARRIAGE?!" Silver and Sebek exclaimed at the same time, their eyes opening wide. Sebek's scream caused some of the photos on Malleus' wall to shake. 

"Hush, you two. You will ruin the hard work I spent hours on." Lilia replied and threw some glitter at his son's faces as a finishing touch. Malleus opened his eyes and glanced at Lilia.

"I understand why you want to dress up and use makeup to impress the Child of Man, but are three people required for this?" 

"Of course! The more people, the better, and I need only one of you to succeed. Now look at yourselves." Lilia stepped away so the trio could look at themselves in the mirror. "Do you or do you not feel bonita?"

The trio gave each other a confused look. None of them heard of that word before. Lilia may have picked up some of Rook's weird language.

"We feel bonita?" They replied, sounding more like a question than a statement. Lilia clapped his hands together and smiled brightly. He heard about the multitude of people with similar goals as him. He needed to act fast, or else it would be too late. If there's one thing the fae learned from his gamer friend, Gloomurai, is that otome games have multiple suitors for the MC. From Lilia's perspective, throwing all three of his sons into the competition for Yuu's heart would lead to a good ending for him. Lilia finished his plan by walking over to the vanity and handing them all a ring box. 

"Wonderful because you look bonita!" Despite his small stature, the man stood behind his sons and pushed them out the door. "Now go and woo the Prefect! Don't return until I see a ring on her finger and a promise of future grandchildren!" Lilia called out before slamming the door in their faces. 

The trio stared silently at the door, trying to understand what had happened. Luckily, Malleus decided to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Now what?"

Additional Rivals: Malleus, Silver, and Sebek

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Professor Crewel cannot believe he is saying this, but he understands Professor Trein's stress in raising children. Who knew that caring for (more like adopting) a magicless human would attract so many mutts to her? Crewel had to admit that his daughter was beautiful (thanks to his hard work), but couldn't it have been from someone who was not as horrible as them? The man could only count a few decent guys with one hand, but they were not enough for his pup. His pup deserved the best. 

Crewel sat on his sofa and snacked some crackers topped with raisin butter. Earlier, he had to save his pup from a group of children using their secret code. Then, he saw the older Shroud boy speak to his daughter as she walked back to Ramshackle.

The man sighed. He opened his wine fridge to grab a bottle of red wine, a glass from the cabinet behind him, and poured himself a drink. Whoever his pup picks better be the right one for her. Until then, he will watch the lovesick mutts fight each other for her attention. Crewel swirled the red wine around and drank it all in one go. He could feel the stress already forming from the imaginary image of the mutts fighting on school property, Crowley barging into classrooms, and the overblots were already making a dent in the school's budget. Teenage boys and property damage would make it even worse. 

Crewel eyed the bottle one more time before making a decision. He may need a stronger drink. 

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Sorry for the wait but the fic is now here! I hope that yall enjoyed it :)

* - the "sea" Cheka is referring to is a giant puddle Leona drove through during his Sunset Savanna event card vignette

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[cinnbar-bun]

Ace x Reader General HCs

Rating: SFW + NSFW (separated)

GN Reader

You can read on my AO3 here!

SFW

A loveable goofball who is like a puppy around you. It’s adorable but also, everyone in the Whitebeard Pirates roasts the hell out of him for how whipped he is for you. 

He has many different ways of reacting to you, depending on his mood, but there are a few sides that are common. 

Puppy Dog: Full blown puppy, golden retriever energy. He’s at your every beck and call and with a dopey smile on his face as he stands beside you. So happy and eager, and nary a frown in sight as he wants to cuddle and hug you lots. 

Flustered/Shy: This happens occasionally when you act forward with him/he’s caught off guard. He will turn the prettiest shade of red and his jaw will drop as he looks at you. Often mumbles and whines while covering his mouth. His face burns brighter if you or the other members bring it up. 

Smooth Operator: Unlike the other times when he turns into a tomato or suddenly becomes a dog, this is when he decides to “play” with you a bit. Sometimes teases you and whispers sweet-nothings in your ear. At this stage, he’s at his A-game and can handle whatever you throw at him (whether it’s your cute smile or flirting). Super into PDA and doesn’t react much besides laughing if the others tease him.

But regardless of what “side” of him appears, it’s always obvious how much he loves you. Marco jokingly asks when the wedding is and Whitebeard gruffly says he will host the biggest celebration for your wedding. 

Side note: if you two do actually go through with a wedding- Whitebeard doing his best to stay composed while a singular tear drops down his cheeks as you and Ace get married. He’s the proudest papa ever. 

Ace gets pouty and annoyed often if your attention is elsewhere. It’s never obsessive or intruding, but more like a “aw, and I thought you loved me,” type of joke where he wants a kiss on the cheek to “make him feel better”. 

Loves when you wear his hat and pose with it. 

Ace, despite his free nature, really does appreciate how you take care of him and ground him. Lord knows he jumps headfirst into things without thinking, so having you there is his reminder to take his life a bit more seriously. 

Sometimes, Ace questions how he got so lucky to have you in his life. It was just by chance you two met, but every day he feels blessed knowing he’s got you. Occasionally, he wonders if you’d ever leave him for someone “better”, but then you give him that smile and all his fears melt away.

Seriously, not joking, Ace’s favorite part of you is your smile. Your smile is gorgeous. Your smile is everything. Especially when you two are sailing together, or watching the sunset, or under a starry sky, he’s entranced by you. You have his whole heart, and when he sees you smile, he’s reminded of how badly he wants to explore the world with you and protect you. You’re his reason to keep fighting and living. 

NSFW 

When it comes to sex, Ace is eager. He’s not Sanji-levels of desperate, but if you’re offering, he’s taking it at any opportunity. 

Does not mind if it’s in public, on the floor, outside, in the back of an alley- if he’s having sex with you he doesn’t care. 

Ass man. Loves ass, loves your ass. He wants to bite your ass, spank your ass, eat your ass, fuck your ass- he just loves your booty. 

Also, if you wanted to eat his ass, hey, he ain’t complaining, either. You can do him in the ass as well! 

Major switch energy. He doesn’t mind being either the top or the bottom, because sex with him honestly just always ends up becoming you two mindlessly and energetically moving against each other. 

He’s very sloppy when it comes to sex. Not exactly in a bad way, but Ace is so eager to get it on with you that he’s just so wild and crazy in bed. Will go round after round just thrusting wildly into you. He loses some of his brain cells whenever he has sex with you, and just reverts to his base desires. 

The “sides” to him from the SFW portion apply here, too. Sometimes he will happily go at it with you and make stupid jokes. Sometimes he will be a blushing, whimpering mess as you have him on all fours, other times he will be whispering in your ear how good you feel while his fingers are caressing your lower half. 

Ace truly brings the heat during sex, no part of you will be untouched or unloved when you’re with him. He’s in love with your body and every part of you.

He does like certain aspects of roleplay, but he’s not too big on it. If you wore an outfit or made him wear one, that’s probably as far as it goes alongside a few quips before he’s moaning and yelling how amazing your ass feels. 

Also not too heavily into complete domination or submission. He doesn’t do well with mixing kinks into your daily lives, so he’s not going to be one to establish or follow “rules” or demand any expectation from you that you must follow outside of the bedroom. He’s pretty go-with-the-flow so he’d rather just have sex whenever ya’ll feel like it whatever way you two want it. 

Not too into heavily degradation. He can use some basic words like “whore” or “brat”, whatever, but he doesn’t find degrading you enjoyable for him. He loves you too much to truly degrade you, and most of his dirty talk is lewd praise. He also doesn’t care for being heavily degraded back. 

Now, praise? This boy has the biggest praise kink ever. Call him a “good boy” or compliment his body and he’ll have a proud look on his face as he continues to pleasure you. Seriously, praise him- you won’t regret it!

#one piece x reader #one piece #one piece smut #one piece hcs #portgas d ace #portgas ace x reader #ace x reader #ace #x reader

[hanlimz]

[midnight thoughts: jungwon + the sublime]

synopsis: after an arduous battle, jungwon isn't sure if he's going to make it, but he has to say something before he goes. pairing: yang jungwon x gn!reader genre/warnings: spiderwon!au, angst with happy ending / mentions of blood, discussions of death, overall angsty themes but no one actually dies!, lots of confessions of love, and weird inclusion of "the sublime" bc we talked abt it in my eng class, also NOT proofread :,) wc: ~2.4k (haha OOPS) a/n: heyyyy how yall doin :))))) this has been sitting in my drafts forEVER ... and i finished it at 1am b4 my first day of school so be warned for inconsistencies / i liked the first half of this drabble but the second half is not my fave ,, so sorry that i couldn't do you justice spiderwon

yang jungwon never believed in the concept of the sublime. that uncanny mixture of overwhelming fear and unsettling fascination never managed to make an impression on him. especially in his line of work, jungwon is firm in his notion of death: when the time comes, a vast blackness will consume him; the void will leech away his life, and he will cease to exist. there will be no theatrics, no white light, no booming voice or angel song—only a comforting emptiness welcoming him into the dark.

now, however, jungwon lies alone in a familiar back alley; the tips of his fingers are numb from the amount of blood he's lost, and he can hardly lift his head up from the brick wall it's resting on. the palms of his hands are stained a deep crimson as he attempts to stop the river of red spilling from his thigh. jungwon admires the eerily beautiful way in which the body lets go; glinting in the dim street lights, his wounds glitter like rubies in a summer sunset. at this point, succumbing to his injuries seems inevitable, and jungwon thinks there may be some truth to be found in sublimity.

but, he's not ready to die. not yet—not with so many things left undone, so many things left unsaid.

with the little strength he has left, jungwon reaches for his backpack hidden in the nook behind the dumpster. he pulls out his phone and dials a number number he knows by heart; his cold fingers fumble over the screen, and he curses his current lack of dexterity. eventually, though, the machine begins to ring. the sound grates on his ears as he waits with bated breath for you to pick up.

"hello?" you croak, your question laden with sleep, "who is it?"

a breathy chuckle escapes jungwon's lips. he had forgotten how late it was, how you mentioned earlier that you had a calulus exam tomorrow, and just how gorgeous you sounded when you were tired. "sorry, [y/n] ... didn't mean to wake you," jungwon sighs, "just wanted to hear your voice."

"won, seriously?" you scoff, "this couldn't have waited 'til tomorrow? i mean, it's—it's two in the morning ... i was literally just dreaming about acing that calc test."

a dopey grin fastens itself to jungwon's lips as he wills his eyes to stay open. if he falls asleep, he knows there's a possibility that he won't get back up; so, he indulges for a bit, listening to your fatigued grumbling and smiling like an idiot. "honestly, m'not sure if tomorrow's in my cards, [y/n]," he admits, trying to hide how labored his breaths are becoming, "'nd i jus' wanted to hear you one last time."

"yang jungwon, what the hell are you—" jungwon knows exactly when you realize he's in trouble. he knows exactly when you realize he's not messing with you. the abrupt pause, the hitch in your breath, the way you inhale through your teeth—it's almost too obvious. "oh fuck," you continue, "oh shit ... won, where are you? are you hurt? what can i do to help?"

jungwon coughs out a laugh, "'m in the alley off jackson ave, 'nd i think i've bled on every piece of old furniture back here, if that says anything."

your breathing is frantic. jungwon listens to the sound of rustling clothes and the occasional thud of your foot as it hits your bed frame. you're cursing and mumbling and unravelling at the seams, searching for whatever you can that might help you help jungwon. out loud, you go through a list: gauze, neosporin, saline.

"am i missing anything?" you ask, not expecting a response.

"bandages?" jungwon replies.

"bandages!" you exclaim, "i almost forgot the fucking bandages?" there's more noise on the other side of the phone, and jungwon doesn't let himself relax until he hears your window crack open. metal clangs as you rush down the fire escape; he wills the beating of his heart to match the tempo of your feet against the steps. jungwon wills himself to stay alive. and, it's almost as though you can read his mind through the phone. "don't you dare fall asleep, yang jungwon. talk to me about something—anything—just don't fall asleep."

he racks his brain for a topic of conversation; the nerves building in his stomach as he anticipates next week's orgo exam, the cat he rescued from a tree in queensbridge park earlier today, the new thai restaurant that opened up near his apartment building. options race through his mind, but all of jungwon's thoughts lead back to you.

"i love you," jungwon says, abrupt yet resolute.

"oh god." you suck in an incredulous gasp, "you're delirious. this is—"

"i'm not delirious," he interrupts, voice hauntingly clear. "i know what i'm saying. and, i'm saying that i love you, [y/n] [l/n]."

for a moment, the line crackles with a thick, viscous silence that seeps through the grainy static; it's heavy, almost too real, and jungwon listens to the sound of your shoes slamming against the pavement until you speak again. "okay," you sigh, something unreadable swimming behind your words, "keep talking to me, jungwon."

jungwon takes in a deep breath before speaking again. his whole body is cold now, and if it weren't for the weakness spreading throughout his veins, he's positive his teeth would be chattering. inhaling the concoction of gasoline fumes, freshly dumped trash, and frigid, autumn air, jungwon feels the chill of the reaper creeping up the length of his spine. its spindly fingers beckon him into that same darkness he was once so sure of, once so okay with. but, jungwon can't let himself give in to its temptation. after all, he has someone waiting for him.

"you give me this feeling," jungwon declares in an inexplicable moment of lucidity, "'nd i dunno how to explain it. it's—it's like ... i look at you, and you pull me in. an invisible string, maybe? fate? true love? i'm—i have no idea what to call it. you always make me want to know more, even though i've known you forever. since we were kids, [y/n]—i've felt like this for years. and, i'm sorry. i'm sorry for not telling you earlier, for not telling you when i told you about the whole spiderman thing.

"i'm such an idiot for making you worry. someone who loves you shouldn't do that to you, i shouldn't do that to you. and, god [y/n]—i love you so much. you're this force of nature, you know? drawing me in, even though it's dangerous. and, even though i'm terrified of what the consequences might be, i love you so much that i'm afraid to die without saying it at least once.

"i'm—i'm so sorry for being so stupid, because—" jungwon whispers with a shaky voice, teetering on the edge of consciousness, "i love you, [y/n]. i love you."

jungwon's hearing is fading in and out, and his vision is growing blurry; but, the sounds of your footsteps accompanied by the incessant drone of his phone keeps him from slipping into that overwhelming darkness. you take in a sharp breath, and his head lolls in your direction. jungwon's lips are molded into a mindless, faraway smile; his eyes are misted over, foggy with both pain and fatigue. he's not all there, but he still manages to be cheerful. it astounds you.

rushing over to begin applying all the first aid supplies you managed to stuff into your backpack. wound-wash, gauze, bandage, wound-wash, gauze, bandage, wound-wash gauze bandage, wound-washgauzebandage. the sheer amount of blood that has been leeched from his body makes you dizzy; your head is spinning as you try to calculate just how many pints would be equal to what you've just sopped up. glancing up at your best friend (crush? lover?) you see that his eyes have drooped shut. his skin is pallid, his lips are pale, his neck is craned at an awkward angle as it rests on his shoulder. and, your heart stops because you didn't get to say it back.

"no. no, no, no ... won—jungwon, wake up!" a storm brews in your stomach. it starts as a mellow rain pattering against the lining of your intestines, then becomes a raging tempest as it bubbles up and out of your throat. "please, please, please! i got here in time, i swear—i never cared about the stupid, fucking calc test! i cared about you, i care about you! and, i'm here now, so you can't leave. you can't leave me."

an inhuman shriek claws through your lips, ricocheting against the brick walls that seem to be caving in around you; the weight of the world crashes into your frail shoulders, threatening to crush you. as you inch even closer to jungwon's shrouded figure, your pants are soaked through with a crude mixture of blood and rainwater. you reach out for him and cup his cheek with a trembling hand, and part of you swears his skin is still warm to the touch.

but, hope has no place here.

instead, you cradle his head and heave his body to rest against yours. he is astonishingly heavy; you can feel his muscles ripple beneath the tips of your fingers, but you're already convinced. your best friend is dead. slowly, the cement will absorb his heat, and he will grow cold. as the morning draws nigh, you will be forced to put his mask back on and leave him for someone else to find. then, the news articles will pour in, and the city will have stolen not only his life, but his death as well. tears are wetting his scalp as you bury your nose into his sweat-caked hair. you're gripping at his suit so hard you think the threads might snap, and the throbbing in your head is nothing compared to the agony in your heart.

the wailing doesn't stop until, in your peripherals, you see his finger twitch. sucking a staggering breath through his nose, jungwon cracks open a tired eye to gaze up at you. "i would—" he coughs out with a wince, "i would never leave you."

in your stupor, his voice doesn't register first. his mouth moves, but no sound escapes him; then, the words play over again in your mind while his lips remain closed. seconds melt into minutes, and you float away from your body. a numbness overtakes you as you stare at the scene before you from about five feet away; your fingers are still clutching at the suit fibers, the pajamas you chose earlier tonight are now saturated with blood, and jungwon is breathing. jungwon is breathing. jungwon is breathing.

snapping back into yourself, you place a weak hand on his chest. steadily, certainly—it rises and falls; the beating of his heart, though shallow and slow, thrums beneath your palm. shifting your stare to his face, you are greeted once again by a familiar, wry smile. jungwon is alive. despite all odds, the boy you love is alive; and, try as you might, you can't really help yourself.

"[y/n]?" he croaks, quirking the eyebrow above his less swollen eye, "can you hear—"

"i love you, too."

the utterance dangles precariously in the frigid midnight air. jungwon's lack of response causes your stomach to churn until he relexes further into your frame, huffing out a pained laugh. he lets himself rest for a moment, relishing in the warmth he manages to leech from your skin. "it wasn't ... wasn't supp—supposed to happen like this, you know?" jungwon protests, voice catching on his fatigue and discomfort. "i ... had everything planned—planned out."

"won, you don't—"

baring his teeth, he lifts a hand to hold the one you kept on his chest and barrels through your objection. "i was gonna take you to the met ... gonna take you for a pic—a picnic in central park." jungwon sputters, pressing his forehead against your upper arm, "then, we would swing ... back to your apartment. 'nd, i was gonna tell—tell you. tell you about how i feel."

still supporting his neck with your arm, you move to take his face in your palm once more. jungwon's gaze is sharper than it was just minutes ago—more focused, more alert. the emotions swirling in those deep pools of raw umber are more multitudinous than the stars they reflect. gratitude, torment, joy, defeat, love. bridging the gap that had separated the two of you for so long, you stop just shy of his lips. a dynamic heat emanates from them; jungwon is practically vibrating under your touch, living and breathing.

"are you okay?" you ask, "is this okay?"

jungwon answers by pushing himself up—closing the distance, sharing your breath, connecting your souls. salt and iron dance on his tongue as your tears mingle with his blood. it's a hypnotizing concoction—one that threatens to send him reeling, one that threatens to have him spinning out with no hope of return. fireworks explode behind his eyelids, a myriad of bright reds and vibrant oranges blinds him, and jungwon uses what is left of his strength to grip your wrist; he grounds himself and allows his lungs to burn as he breathes you in.

after a while, however, your parting is instinctual as the lack of oxygen forces you apart—two bodies trying to preserve themselves long enough to meet again. with a labored sigh, jungwon slumps backwards and tucks his chin to catch your gaze. in that moment, he finds himself frozen; his essence is suspended motionless, positively bewitched by you. in the silence, where all he can sense is you, jungwon embraces the ever-present warmth that has flourished within him. it floods his being with a terrifyingly powerful adoration for you. it is nothing like he has ever felt before, and though he is brave enough to confess, this extent of his love for you—it scares him.

however, as your skin glows in the light of the moon and your eyes pool with the desire for a future with him, jungwon digs his feet in and roots your love deep within his heart. he refuses to let this fear grow in its place; instead, he vows to nurture it, to care for it, to protect it. as he lies in your arms, jungwon rejects the sublime once more and chooses for himself.

"i love you, [y/n]," he whispers into your palm.

the world seems to go quiet as it listens for your response.

"i love you, too, jungwon."

#enhypen fluff #enha fluff #jungwon fluff #enhypen headcanons #; — cass writes: jungwon #enhypen #jungwon headcanons #jungwon imagines #jungwon reactions #enha scenarios #enha imagines #enha angst #enhypen angst #enha x reader #jungwon x reader

[leonistic]

clauses, clashes: debater!yuu || heartslabyul, savanaclaw

riddle rosehearts

"[name] is an excellent debater. i enjoy starting debates on any topic, be it law, morality, religion, education, or livelihoods, as they are well-informed about the happenings of both their and our worlds. it is a pleasure to talk to them and indulge in their debates regardless of the topic. one time, i did see them ask leona about the economic situation in the sunset savannah so they could prove a point. they are quite fearless."

trey clover

"[name] being a debater is nothing new, if you've ever heard them talk. they love debating with riddle and azul, it gives them a lot of information about twisted wonderland, and they keep themselves and the top students of the second year in check, if you get what i mean. overall, i don't really mind how loud and decisive they can get sometimes, but how much they know and can discern does shock me."

cater diamond

"yep, i heard about [name]-chan being a debater, but i thought of it as some weird rumours until i saw them debating about climate or something with riddle, i don't even know what it was till today. they're intelligent, well-aware... i mean, what else does the ideal student look like?! they're also somehow one of the top 10 in the first years, maybe because they've already been through a few years of schooling in their own world? woah!"

ace trappola

"haha, [name]'s scary, the way they look when they're debating, i mean. they get fierce and stuff, and then they launch with rapid-fire facts and questions that make it difficult for any normal dude to answer. only people i've ever seen answer them right away are riddle-senpai, azul-senpai, and leona-senpai. takes guts and some recklessness to be fighting them with words, but maybe they're doing something i'm not, since they're scoring well. should i try debating with riddle-senpai too?"

deuce spade

"[name] is super scary and awesome when they're in debater mode. i'm being serious, stop chuckling! one time, they walked up to malleus draconia himself and just launched into conversation! i don't even know what it was about, but he looked so confused before smiling and nodding to whatever they were saying. no wonder they're in the top 10 all the time... their academic sources are terrifying."

leona kingscholar

"the herbivore being a debater's real interestin', to be honest... i haven't seen many people who can speak confidently about a variety of topics like they can. they came to me once, asking about the economical condition of the sunset savannah in the last decade. couldn't tell 'em much, but they insisted i helped. weird kid, roamin' around so freely in the lion's den..."

ruggie bucchi

"[name] is super cool, y'know?!?! heard them debatin' with azul once in the mostro lounge, over over-prized foods 'n' drinks and why that would hurt business in the long run. safe to say azul listened to 'em and brought his prizes down by a bit, and suddenly we're all busier than expected, especially then they mentioned delivery apps and discounts that allowed stores in their world to connect with customers all over the globe. sounds interestin', don't it? the best part is, i can finally afford 2 coffees a day at the lounge with the leftovers of whatever leona's paying me, shishishishi!"

jack howl

"i did hear that [name] was good at debating, but i've yet to see it for myself, you know. it's a shame that nrc doesn't participate in such competitions, otherwise they'd be able to shine here too, build some sort of a reputation other than just "the magic-less human", you know? they're well-learned with the capacity to learn more, but the way that they hyperfocus and absolutely zone out sometimes is terrifying."

request by @red-viewe: Hi soru! can i request like hcs on a mc/reader who is rlly good in debating? And like how savannaclaw and heartstahyul would react? Take ur time ofc and make sure to take care of urself!! -red❤

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x reader #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #twst riddle #trey clover #trey clover x reader #twst trey #cater diamond #cater diamond x reader #twst cater #ace trappola #ace trappola x reader #twst ace #deuce spade #deuce spade x reader #twst deuce #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #twst leona #ruggie bucchi #ruggie bucchi x reader #twst ruggie #jack howl #jack howl x reader #twst jack

[estrellami-1]

First Cuts

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

“Okay,” Robin says, walking into the living room with her hands on her hips. “What the fuck was that cryptic message about?”

Steve sends a tired, judgmental look Eddie’s way. “What did you say?”

Eddie grins happily. “That she needed to come over.”

“Yes, and then refused to give me any more details, you asshole,” Robin hisses, poking his chest as she walks past to sit next to Steve on the couch. “What’s going on, babes?”

Steve takes a breath, glances at Eddie—who nods encouragingly—then looks back to Robin. “So… I impulsively did something a little bit ago that I didn’t think would pan out.”

Robin raises a brow. “It’s panning out?”

He bites his lip. “It is. And I’m… I’m really excited, Robs, in a way I didn’t think I would be, especially about something like this.”

“Okay. Well know first of all that anything that has you this excited already has me excited too and I support you one hundred percent.”

Steve giggles. “Thanks, Robbie.”

“So what’s the something like this you mentioned?”

Steve bites his lip again, wiggles on the couch. “School.”

Robin’s brows hit her hairline. “You applied?”

“I did.”

“And got accepted?”

“I did!”

“Holy shit, Steve!” Robin yells, jumping off the couch, grabbing his hands and jumping around. “I’m so freaking proud of you! I knew you could!”

Steve giggles again and pulls her into a hug. “Thanks, Robbie. But it’s more, uh, about the kind of school I got into.”

Robin blinks and frowns. “Okay.”

“It’s…” he looks down. “I’m, uh. Kinda embarrassed to say it, actually?”

“Oh, Stevie,” Robin murmurs, climbing into his lap to pull him into a hug. “You never have to be embarrassed with me, okay?” She says, before pulling back to place his face between her palms. “We literally saw each other at our lowest. We have no embarrassing parts anymore. Okay?”

“Got it,” Steve says, slightly muffled from her hands still clutching his cheeks. She lets go, and he smiles. “I applied to a cosmetology school. I wanna do hair.”

Robin’s silent for a few moments before, “Holy shit, Stevie!” She jumps up from the couch. “Can you practice on me? Please?” She gasps, “are you gonna learn how to do colors?”

“Uh,” Steve laughs, “Yeah, probably.”

She dances around his living room, uncaring of how ridiculous she looks. “This is gonna be so good for you! You’re gonna do so good! I mean you already know everything, and you’re such a natural, and you like it, and I’m so excited for you!”

Steve giggles again, grabbing her hand as she’s passing by to pull her into a quick, tight hug. “Thanks, Robbie.”

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[harunayuuka2060]

Crowley: D-Don't panic. This is just a simple meeting. There's nothing to worry about. *while sweating profusely*

MC: *smiling* Headmage, it seems you need that yourself.

Crowley: *takes a deep breath in*

Crowley: I'm nervous.

MC: *chuckles* You'll be fine, headmage.

Crowley: Please hold my hand.

MC: Yes, yes.

*both of them walked into the Dark Mirror*

*Kalim's father, the King of Sunset Savannah, and the Queen of Briar Valley*

Crowley: I hope we didn't keep you waiting.

Kalim's father: Do not worry. We all just got here.

King of Sunset Savannah: I was a bit late myself.

Maleficia: *already staring at MC*

MC: *smiles* Welcome to Night Raven College, Your Royal Highnesses.

MC: So what's the purpose of your immediate visit?

Crowley: P-Professor MC!

MC: *chuckles* Calm down, headmage. I'm sure there's no harm if I use a straightforward approach. Isn't that right, Your Royal Highnesses~?

*All of them nod in agreement*

King of Sunset Savannah: It would be easier for us.

MC: *turns to Crowley* See? *tilting their head*

Crowley: You are going to give me a heart attack.

Epel: Is Sensei not going to teach us today?

Ace: Unfortunately. They have to meet the leaders from three different countries.

Deuce: But I wonder what they need from Sensei.

Professor Trein: They are attempting to persuade them to work for them.

Epel, Ace, and Deuce: Professor Trein?

Professor Trein: Your teacher has asked me to supervise their classes.

Professor Trein: Though I'm not sure what I should be doing here.

Deuce: It's not anything difficult, sir. We're practicing how to make our breathing completely silent.

Ace: Yeah. And lol, do you remember how you completely failed on that?

Deuce: Because you were tickling me!

Epel: That's the point of the activity though...

Professor Trein: Interesting. I shall ask Lucius to test you on that.

Lucius: *showing his sharp claws to them*

Epel, Deuce, and Ace: *sweatdrop*

MC: I'm sorry, but I have to decline. *while still smiling*

Kalim's father and the King of Sunset Savannah: *sad frowns*

*Kalim's father offered them an arranged marriage to one of his relatives*

*The King of Sunset Savannah wanted them to be Kifaj's replacement once he retired.*

Crowley: Oh... How could reject such amazing offers...

MC: However, I've noticed Her Majesty hasn't said anything.

Maleficia: ...

Maleficia: I was silently waiting for my turn. And I'm not here to offer you anything.

Crowley: Really? *clears throat* Well?

Maleficia: I have a story to tell. Would you be interested in listening?

MC: Why? Who am I to refuse?

Sebek: AH! AHHHHHHHHH!!!! *came shouting into the classroom*

Ace: What's wrong with you, Sebek?!

Sebek: S-Sensei! M-MC-sensei!

Jack: What about MC-sensei?

Sebek: THEY'RE HAVING A COMBAT WITH HER MAJESTY! THE QUEEN OF BRIAR VALLEY!

The first-years: WHAT?!!

Malleus: *watching the battle between his grandmother and MC*

Lilia: What do you think?

Malleus: I'm not sure what caused this sudden battle between them.

Lilia: I see. Well, Maleficia did mention something weird to me.

Malleus: Hm? What is it?

Lilia: She's saying that MC-sensei was once her teacher?

Malleus: Huh?

#twisted wonderland #twst mc #twst crowley #twst maleficia #twst ace #twst deuce #twst epel #twst sebek #twst jack #twst trein #twst lilia #twst malleus #twst professor mc

[nejibaby]

lost

Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x gn!reader

“It’s been eight days since his return. Eight days since he was successfully saved in Marineford. Eight days since you’ve had him back in your life, in your arms, on your bed.”

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When the sun is down and the sea is calm, it’s easy to lull pirates to sleep. It’s easy to succumb to the blanket of security that the evening offers.

But for the afflicted souls, it poses a bit of a challenge.

The sunset only serves as a reminder of what is to come — another night with troubled sleep and if unlucky, perhaps another bout of unshed tears.

It’s been 46 days since Ace left the ship against the crew’s wishes, and 33 days since you’ve started getting nightmares. So much time has passed to the point where you’ve somewhat established a routine after the nightly recurrence of your night terrors.

It starts with you waking up with a gasp, a hand automatically going to where your heart is, and the other gripping your flimsy sheets. Your head instinctively turns to Ace’s side of the bed and your chest constricts with the realization that he’s not there. You then stare at the weird bean-shaped dent on the wall Ace happened to create in one of his very vivid dreams. And you lose track of time doing just that until your head starts to ache. You take this as a signal that it’s time to get up and go about your day.

At least it’s easier to get lost through the motions during the day. You could fool yourself into thinking that Ace is just on a mission to rescue an ally or that he’s just on the other side of the ship, dilly dallying with the other Commanders while you’re doing your daily chores.

But even then, you’ve grown quite numb without his presence. You couldn’t find it in you to smile genuinely or to chuckle halfheartedly to jokes. And not just that, tears seem to evade you as well.

His absence has drained every emotion out of you — reduced you to a being almost incapable of feeling.

Almost.

Only in the dead of the night do you find yourself overwhelmed with everything that was, is, and could be.

But now, it’s been eight days since his return. Eight days since he was successfully saved in Marineford. Eight days since you’ve had him back in your life, in your arms, on your bed.

You’ve always thought that having him beside you again would equate to going back to the good old days where you’d bicker like an old married couple or play pranks on random crew members or simply talk about nonsensical things. There’d be no point in worrying about nightmares. You won’t have to reach out on his side of the bed because you’re sure he’d now be there.

You’ve hoped that with him back, you’d get a fraction of your old self back.

You suppose now that that’s just wishful thinking. Ace’s absence has changed you in more ways than one. It altered the chemistry in your brain. It threw you out of orbit. It shifted something in you.

You’ve modified your life to revolve around a world without him. And while this reality is much more miserable and pathetic, you’re uncertain of how to turn back.

You lost yourself when you lost him.

And now that he’s back, how can you even find your old self again when the times have changed you so much?

It makes you wonder, will all those godforsaken nights you spent trying to get over all the pain be for nothing? Will it just be thrown under the rug for his sake?

Because it probably shouldn’t matter, right? What’s important is that Ace is back, and he’s safe and sound. That’s all that matters, right?

Or is it?

i haven’t written anything in so longggg, i’m not sure if i did it right? pls lmk what you think 🥺

#portgas d. ace x reader #portgas d ace x reader #fire fist ace x reader #portgas d ace x you #portgas d. ace x you #first fist ace x you #one piece x reader #one piece x you #one piece fanfic #one piece angst #one piece #portgas d. ace #portgas d ace #fire fist ace #hiken no ace #one piece scenario #op ace #one piece imagine #portgas d. ace fanfic #portgas d. ace angst #portgas ace x reader #portgas ace x you

[ikkaku-of-heart]

@muselexum​ asked: “I thought Lamy was exaggerating about you.” //Ace

First Impressions sentence starters

Setting down her toolbox, Ikkaku regarded the young man who had wandered into her engine room. She had heard Ace had been recovering well. No surprise given that he had Law, Lamy, and Uni in charge of his care. She doubted any other team of doctors could have saved a man with a literal hole burned through his chest. But Law had spare organs galore and Lamy had training from Vegapunk; there were few injuries the siblings couldn’t fix.

“I’m almost afraid to ask what she told you,” Ikkaku responded, raising an eyebrow. She knew her sister had been getting quite...attached to her patient. Much as Lamy tried to deny it, Ikkaku could tell from the way she talked about Ace. How she insisted on looking after him herself unless Law or Uni physically removed her from his bedside, how he was typically the topic of conversation whenever Ikkaku did manage to chat with her, how her cheeks would flush crimson anytime she joked about her developing a crush on Ace...

Yeah, Lamy was painfully obvious when she started catching feelings. Made her such an easy target for teasing. Maybe someday karma would get Ikkaku back for tormenting the poor woman but until then, she was going to enjoy herself.

Grinning mischievously, she gave Ace her full attention. “But that would deny me potential ammo for future torment. So, what did you think she was ‘exaggerating’ about? My incredible good looks? My brilliant inventions? My killer wit?” Most likely her snark and sarcasm, and just how chaotic her workstation in the engine room was. Or perhaps how often she ended up with oil stains on her uniform.

Teasing aside, however, what Ikkaku was most curious about was how Ace would talk about Lamy. If her sister had a crush, it was her duty to find out if it was mutual. And if not, figure out a way to mitigate the damage of potential heartbreak.

And if Ace were the type of guy to play with a young woman’s heart, Ikkaku wasn’t afraid to undo the doctors’ good work and dump him in the ocean.

#muselexum #The Engine is the Heart of the Ship (canon) #Sunset Smile (Ace) #Reclaimed Heart (Lamy) #(Ikkaku's gonna find out Ace's intentions towards Lamy and they had best be good) #(nobody breaks Lamy's heart on her watch lol) #(poor Ace is going to get the shovel talk from so many people on this ship I'm sure)

[stressforu]

jjk men with a shy s/o PLSSS 🫶🫶🫶🫶

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 . . . what it would be like if the infamous duo got a shy s/o.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 . . . sorry if it took a while to post this, I've been on writer's block the past few months and have been unable to post ALL of my drafts.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . . what you would see in any other cheesy rom-com movies, mentions of passing out on geto's part !

gojo satoru

a very very very teasing person especially when you're being intimate (when you would cover your eyes when his lips touched yours, he would take off your hands that were covering your eyes) takes pleasure in seeing you blush.

a fucking menace in public. I said it. when he's not hearing your voice clearly, he bends down to your eye level and looks at you (which makes your legs wobble) he would not hesitate to do that infront of many people EVEN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CROWD.

anyway, no amount of words express how this 6-foot-tall guy likes to tease you. He relishes the delight in seeing you hide your blush and how you avert your gaze when he's looking at you.

and btw, even if he's teasing and joking with you all the time, he doesn't humiliate you in front of a crowd just to boost his ego. (he's not the typa guy who humiliates his girlfriend just for 10 minutes of fame)

You and Satoru, despite the busy schedules you've had the entire day, that didn't deter you from seeing each other. The day somehow unfolded tediously, it's boring. I mean literally boring. Because of the big gap between you and Satoru's schedules, you only met until 6 pm.

You walked with Satoru, hand in hand as you watched the sunset at a nearby park you've always frequented. You were talking about your day happily.

"whatchu want for our dinner, babe?" satoru asked, he interlaced his fingers to yours. you blushed, stopping in your tracks and causing both of you to pause. "an-anything..." you mumbled, clearly not satoru hearing. he bent down to your level, and you could see his serene blue eyes. "hm?" he smirked, he loved how you still acted like that even after years of dating. it was one of the many things satoru loved about you.

suguru geto

i feel like suguru would be less teasing than gojo (gojo's a man baby lmao)

when in public, hmm... he'll often tease you by pulling your waist closer to his side. he'll chuckle if u try to get out of his side (you're embarassed people were looking at you)

(he'll pout all day if u do that LIKE— IMAGINE HIM POUTING YES PLS !!)

he'd do the smallest and THOUGHTFUL things... since you're shy, he'd do the ordering and he would never ever ever let you do those stuff if you didn't ask to.

(he likes it when you do the talking, he'll listen to you every day just to hear your cute voice like madam how'd you pull this guy this HAWT)

he'll be supportive of you when you try to get out of your comfort zone, he'll give you compliments that helps you all throughout your journey.

geto finds it amusing that, you an introvert, and he an ambivert could get along like DAWG— satoru always asks how he pulled a girl, this shy at all. well, geto doesn't mind at all. he doesn't mind if he does the talking for you, he'd tell people an excuse if you were getting stuffy from a conversation.

it was a rather hot day, and electric companies' bills turned high due to the amount of people turning on their ACs. it was a glorious day for both of you. you had recently planned a cute sunny date for you and geto, but doubts crashed your thoughts as soon as the week hit you with rainy days. so having a sunny day didn't bother you at all.

you were holding hands with him, your fingers intertwined with his. a bag of goods was in geto's other hand. it was a glorious day, not until you bumped into a friend you had a history with. a boy from middle school, freakingly reminisced your memories with him. INFRONT OF YOUR BOYFRIEND.

as usual, when you're feeling uncomfortable, you always grab the hem of your sweatshirt and smile weirdly. you're trying not to die in front of everybody else. it all seemed to blur, it was getting noisy. and to be honest, you felt kind of passing out.

suguru, who was quick to notice reassured you. he pats the top of your head and quickly came up with an excuse. "sorry bud, we reserved a dinner reservation today. can't miss out." he'd grab the tip of your finger and you both ran. like a married couple who just had eloped.

#jjk x reader #getou suguru x reader #satoru gojo x reader #jjk suguru #gojo satoru #jjk gojo #geto x reader

[mochinomnoms]

Thoughts on Ruggie as a s/o? Cause I can't tell if I'm delusional or not! But like .....he'd be cute in an over caring but trying not to seem over caring way.

He's always helping Leona sure, but every time he sees you he'd make sure you were okay and if you needed anything he's on it! And if you just want to hang out he's sure he can spare a *few* minutes before Leona wakes back up! A few minutes promptly turn into an hour though. Imagine just sitting there with him talking about classes, complaining about teachers (Vargas), and cracking jokes! The way his expression might melt as you talk about something your fixated on. Just like the softest smile as you talk about something dumb Ace, Deuce, and Grim did and how u had to help them once again! And if you call him out about it he might smirk and deny it, or pout and cover his face with his hand while saying it was a trick of the light. Not wanting to look love sick in front of you even though he totally is!!!! Im totally normal about Ruggie and he totally isn't always in my mind!!!

-✨👀

Ruggie would be a very good partner! I think that everyone from the Sunset Savanna (Leona, Ruggie, Rook) would be exceptional partners as they come from a matriarchal society and I imagine such a society emphasizes treating your partner particularly well.

Ruggie wants to come off as an attentive partner that can provide, which tends to be associated as providing monetary. But Ruggie wants to prove that he can be a good partner in other ways, at least until he can get a good job. In reality, his giving love language are acts of service and quality time.

He's always so busy (on that grind), so when he's in love, he's making sure to spare his time for you. He'll sit next to you, on the bench in the courtyard, at the couch in Ramshackle, at Savanaclaw, and spend the time that he could be working with you instead. Similarly, he's going out of his way to do little tasks for you: fixing up the squeaky hinges of your bedroom door, tightening the pipe under the kitchen sink that's been leaking, and other sweet things that you know he had to take time of his day to do. But it's fine, because it's for you and he loves you <3

#mochi asks #twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #✨👀 anon

[blues824]

Heya Blue! I was wondering if I could request the over blot crew with a general neutral reader. Where the dorms kidnaps the boys and ties them up like a present for their S/O… If that’s okay?

Alright, so I do not understand the assignment. If I got it wrong, just shoot me a message and I will write another post and you will have two posts for the price of writing one out.

Riddle Rosehearts

Ever since his overblot, you’ve constantly checked up on him to see if he was doing alright. He never had someone fret about him so much, and it makes him feel both flattered and flustered. Eventually he caught feelings like it was the plague.

He could talk about you to Trey for hours on end. Every touch you give him leaves him a stuttering mess. Once, you even gave him a hug and he was just waltzing around all giggly until Ace messed it up by letting his big mouth run.

At first, it was amusing to see the ever-so-strict Housewarden of Heartslabyul crumble to his knees because of the Prefect of Ramshackle, but eventually it got tiring. Trey tried to convince him to confess his feelings but Riddle immediately shut that down.

After weeks of this annoying tango, everyone had enough. While he was asleep, Ace and Deuce took action on behalf of the dorm. They snatched him from his bed and tied him up in a chair. Once he adjusted to the light that was present, he saw that Cater, Trey, and Ace were all smirking while Deuce was just nervously smiling. Then, Ace stepped forward and placed a bow on his head, as if he were a present.

A door opened behind him, and he heard your voice. You went around so that Riddle could see you, and you seemed glad that he wasn’t harmed from this prank. Once the others explained why they did this to their housewarden, you were both blushing. You then let out your angelic laughter and untied the bow on his head, essentially unwrapping your new boyfriend.

The 4 absolutely suffered the next few weeks, but they weren’t beheaded because Riddle was spending his time by your side. He reasoned that it was to make up for the lost days. It was adorable to see him be so clingy, and you definitely savored his love and affection as he did yours.

Leona Kingscholar

Ever since his overblot, you would always bring him some snacks after a stressful day. It warmed his heart in such a sickening way. How dare you make the Prince of the Sunset Savannah fall hopelessly in love with you?

Ruggie finds the whole situation absolutely hilarious. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. However, all the laughter was done when Leona started becoming angrier and less patient towards everyone, especially him.

Eventually, both he and Jack had enough because Leona was pushing training harder than ever. Everyone was on the brink of collapsing out of exhaustion. Ruggie suggested multiple times to talk to you about how he feels, but he refused immediately.

After days (they were truly tired) of this cycle, the hyena and the wolf constructed a plan. During one of Leona’s many naps, Jack threw him over his shoulder and marched off. The next moment, the lion saw he was in a dark room. Ruggie was holding wrapping paper and Jack had a few bows. In just a few short moments, they had successfully wrapped him up all the way to the neck.

He then heard a door open behind him and your voice calling out to him as you saw him. He had never felt so embarrassed. When the hyena told you the intention behind his actions, you let out a squeal and set about unwrapping your ‘present’. He was about to make some snarky remark when you placed a kiss on his cheek. Every word in his vocabulary was forgotten.

From that day on, Leona could always be seen by your side. A magicless herbivore like you shouldn’t be alone in a school full of mages, so you have scary guard-lion privileges. Congratulations, Y/N.

Azul Ashengrotto

You were always kind to him even before his unfortunate overblot. The fact that your treatment towards him didn’t change even after learning about his ‘pathetic’ (his thoughts, not mine) childhood made him fall for you so freaking hard.

The tweels found it amusing that Azul insisted on being the one to serve you whenever you visited the Mostro Lounge. He didn’t even realize it either. He just craved being close to you whenever possible, possibly because he wanted to show others that he was your favorite.

Eventually, Jade brought up the prospect of the cecaelia confessing his love to you, and Azul immediately said no. He was deathly terrified of being rejected by someone as great and wonderful as you. 

After about a week of trying to convince their boss, Jade and Floyd came up with a plan. While they were discussing business matters in Azul’s office, the former twin went up behind him and quickly wrapped a rope around his boss’s chest and tied him to the chair. Floyd grabbed some wrapping paper that he hid as well as a blue bow.

After about half an hour, Azul saw the door open. The twins had finished wrapping their boss, so they were just waiting for you to get there. The cecaelia was very close to tears when he heard you gasping. But then you started cooing about how adorable he looked and he started blushing. You giggled when Jade and Floyd told you why they did this, and unwrapped your now boyfriend.

Now, Azul was tempted to punish the tweels for kidnapping him and holding him hostage, but you told him that they should instead be rewarded for bringing you together. Since you have him wrapped around your finger, he gave the tweels an early day where they were able to leave early.

Jamil Viper

You actually saw him as a human being rather than a robot built solely to serve Kalim, and he’s grateful for it. Even after his overblot, you continued to help him with chores around Scarabia. You were his hero, and he fell long and hard for you.

Kalim noticed that Jamil was starting to get clumsy around you as well as getting more distracted. He asked him about it and that’s when the Vice Housewarden told him about the feelings he has for you. He went on for a solid hour, by the way.

He knew that it was best to tell you directly about his feelings, but he was scared of rejection. In fact, Kalim always giggled whenever he saw his dear friend panic about confessing his love for you.

After a few weeks, Kalim grew impatient (but in the way where you want the love story to continue), so he had some of his dorm members help him. Jamil woke up in a dark room within the dorm. He looked and once he adjusted to the darkness, he saw that some second and first years had wrapping paper and bows in their hands. Then Kalim ordered the siege.

They actually did a pretty good job in wrapping him up, he had to admit. He couldn’t move at all. However, his impressed mood quickly dampened when he saw you walk in through the door. You asked Kalim why Jamil was all wrapped up, and he explained everything. You blushed and laughed a little before unwrapping your new boyfriend and placing a kiss on the top of his head.

Jamil still has responsibilities as the Vice Housewarden and the servant of Kalim, but he’s happy that he has you to cheer him up on the bad days and cheer him on during the good days. Since he doesn’t have a lot of time to spend with you, he shows his love through words of affirmation and by telling you directly. Ironic, isn’t it?

Vil Schoenheit

He appreciated how you always made an effort to make him feel loved and appreciated, even after his overblot. You would make comments about how his eyeshadow really brought out his eyes or something like that while you allowed him to do your makeup or skincare. This caused him to fall for you, in a gentle way.

Rook saw how the Housewarden always awaited your arrival each afternoon so that you could go over homework with each other while just getting to know one another. Luckily, Rook knew that you returned Roi du Poison’s feelings.

The hunter brought it up that it would cause stress if Vil didn’t tell you about how he felt about you. The latter raised an eyebrow, but knew that he was right. However, he felt as though he wasn’t good enough for you.

After days of seeing his dear friend suffer with his conflicting thoughts, Rook decided to take it into his own hands. He had Epel help him because he had more petite hands to help with his plan. Vil woke up tied to a chair. He demanded to know what was going on. The hunter explained while the apple-carver started wrapping his dorm leader in wrapping paper. 

Vil thought it was embarrassing, but creative. However, he would’ve appreciated it if these two didn’t meddle with his personal affairs. His mood turned south when he saw you entering the door. You asked why he was wrapped up and Epel gladly told you. You blushed a little but unwrapped your present, meaning you accepted him as your lover. He doesn’t remember a time where he was so happy.

Nothing really changed when the both of you became an official couple, besides more displays of affection. The paparazzi have captured at least 75 photos of the two of you walking out of modeling agency buildings, which stirred up a bit of celebrity drama. I hope you like being in the spotlight…

Idia Shroud

He’s still shy around you, especially after you helped him recover from his unfortunate and most definitely painful overblot. He couldn’t look you in the eyes for the longest time. But you showed patience and understanding and that made him swoon.

He has most definitely ranted about his feelings to Ortho, who had to refrain from laughing. The way Idia would go on for hours and hours about you was truly impressive. He even attends classes in-person just so he could see you more often.

The youngest Shroud brother suggested telling you about his feelings and the eldest Shroud brother immediately dropped his controller. There was absolutely no way you would agree to become his significant other. It was a miracle to him that you became his friend in the first place.

Eventually, Ortho started to get impatient. How could Idia know you would reject him if he never even asks?? After a few days, Ortho decided that he needed to take action. He recruited the help of some of the other Ignihyde Dorm members to carry out his plan.Idia woke up tied to his gaming chair. Some of the first years were wrapping up his legs. He looked around and saw Ortho, who was ordering everyone around. After asking him questions for a few minutes, he was wrapped up to his neck. 

His heart stopped when he saw you enter and everyone besides his younger brother leaving. He started tearing up in embarrassment, not even hearing you asking Ortho a few questions about why Idia was wrapped up. You took note of his despair and quickly unwrapped him and held him close to calm him down. Rather than getting flustered, he hugged you back.

From that moment on, Idia grew attached. He learned quickly that you thought he was the best boyfriend ever and that he shouldn’t be shy around you. His sleep schedule was fixed because he wants to cuddle you while you both sleep. I hope you don’t get too warm at night.

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about the author:

hey, I’m Queenie.

Taurus

18 +

Bi-sexual

she/her

cis-gendered female

Hammer

Lioness Lover

Chaotic

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𝙻𝚄𝙲𝚈 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝙽𝚉𝙴 || 𝟷𝟻

• secrets - social media

• secrets part two - ficlet + photos

• my girl - ficlet + social media

𝙻𝙰𝚄𝚁𝙴𝙽 𝙹𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚂 || 𝟷𝟶

• hotter than yours - social media

• smiles and stands - ficlet + social media

• smiles and stands part two - ficlet (18+)

• uh oh - ficlet

• oh fuck - ficlet + social media

• one

𝙺𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙴 𝙼𝙲𝙲𝙰𝙱𝙴 || 𝟷𝟻

• swan - social media + small ficlet

• cigarettes and stolen breathes - ficlet

𝙰𝙻𝙴𝚇𝙸𝙰 𝙿𝚄𝚃𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙰𝚂 || 𝟷𝟷

• rules - social media + ficlets

𝚂𝙰𝙼 𝙺𝙴𝚁𝚁 || 𝟸𝟶

• nonsense - social media + ficlet

𝙰𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙰 𝚁𝚄𝚂𝚂𝙾 || 𝟸𝟹

• champion - social media + ficlet

𝙳𝙴𝚈𝙽𝙰 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙾𝚂 || 𝟷𝟶

• ace - social media + ficlet

𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙴 𝙷Ö𝙱𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 || 𝟷𝟺

• transfer - social media + ficlet

𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝚈 𝙱𝙾 𝙺𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙽𝚂 || 𝟶𝟽

• merseyside derby - social media + ficlet

𝚂𝙾𝙵𝙸𝙴 𝙻𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙶𝙰𝙰𝚁𝙳 || 𝟷𝟻

• waves - social media + ficlet

𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙰 𝙳𝙴𝙻 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙾 || 𝟸𝟸

• surprise - social media + ficlet

𝙻𝙰𝙸𝙰 𝙰𝙻𝙴𝙸𝚇𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚁𝙸 || 𝟶𝟺

• knockout - social media + ficlet

𝚅𝙸𝙲𝙺𝚈 𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙰𝙳𝙰 || 𝟶𝟼

• time to go - social media + ficlet

𝙾𝙻𝙶𝙰 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙰 || 𝟶𝟽

• safe hands - social media + ficlet

𝙿𝙾𝙿𝙿𝚈 𝙿𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙾𝙽 || 𝟶𝟹

• games - social media + ficlet

𝙳𝙰𝙶𝙽Ý 𝙱𝚁𝚈𝙽𝙹𝙰𝚁𝚂𝙳Ó𝚃𝚃𝙸𝚁 || 𝟷𝟶

• hammer time - social media + ficlet

𝙻𝙸𝚂𝙰 𝙴𝚅𝙰𝙽𝚂 || 𝟶𝟽

• velvet - social media + ficlet

𝙻𝙰𝚄𝚁𝙴𝙽 𝙷𝙴𝙼𝙿 || 𝟷𝟷

• pages - social media + ficlet

𝙻𝙰𝚄𝚁𝙰 𝙲𝙾𝙾𝙼𝙱𝚂 || 𝟶𝟽

• manchester red - social media + ficlet

𝙼𝙴𝙶𝙰𝙽 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙰𝙽 || 𝟸𝟶

• crush - social media + ficlet

𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙰 𝙻𝙴𝙷𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙽 || 𝟶𝟽

• about time - social media + ficlet

𝙲𝙷𝙻𝙾𝙴 𝙺𝙴𝙻𝙻𝚈 || 𝟶𝟿

• sand - social media + ficlet

𝙻𝙴𝙰𝙷 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙰𝙼𝚂𝙾𝙽 || 𝟶𝟼

• hooked - social media + ficlet

𝙽𝙸𝙰𝙼𝙷 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙴𝚂 || 𝟸𝟷

• soft - social media + ficlet

𝙺𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃𝚈 𝚂𝙼𝙸𝚃𝙷 || 𝟶𝟸

• questions - ficlet + social media

𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙰 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙽𝙴𝚁 || 𝟶𝟻

• sleepy - ficlet + social media

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙸 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚃 || 𝟶𝟸

• what looks good? - ficlet + social media

𝙹𝙴𝙽𝙽𝙰 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙺 || 𝟷𝟽

• rough - ficlet

𝙺𝙴𝙽𝚉𝙸𝙴 𝚆𝙴𝙸𝚁 || 𝟸𝟶

• wheel of love - ficlet + social media

𝙹𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙴 𝙵𝙻𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶 || 𝟷𝟽

• candy - ficlet + social media

𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚈 𝙵𝙾𝚆𝙻𝙴𝚁 || 𝟶𝟾

• sunsets and sea - ficlet and social media

𝙺𝚈𝚁𝙰 𝙲𝙾𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚈-𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚂𝚂 || 𝟹𝟸

• cherry - ficlet + social media

𝙺𝙰𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙰 𝙶𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 || 𝟸𝟸

• mama - ficlet + social media

𝙺𝚁𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝚆𝙸𝚂 || 𝟷𝟻

• down for the count - ficlet + social media

𝙾𝙽𝙰 𝙱𝙰𝚃𝙻𝙻𝙴 || 𝟸𝟸

• secrets - fic + social media

part one

part two

part three

𝙼𝙰𝙿𝙸 𝙻𝙴𝙾𝙽 || 𝟶𝟺

• sister - fic + social media

part one

part two

part three

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