#idia fluff

[the-travelling-witch]

𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬

summary: kissing your friend aka your crush

pairings: riddle :: jamil :: vil :: idia x gn! reader

warnings: none! just fluff ♡

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

Sunlight was falling through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Heartslabyul Lounge and reflecting in your tea cup as you stared at the paper in front of you. Tapping the pencil against your chin you read through the assignment again only to lean back against your seat and sigh.

“Prefect, is there anything I can help you with? Please, do not hesitate to ask me if anything is unclear.” Riddle’s voice rang through the quiet room, the scraping of his pencil momentarily stopping as he looked up at you. “I’m sure it must be hard having to study an entirely new curriculum, especially when you can’t draw on any practical experiences with magic. As a housewarden it is naturally my duty to help my peers in their education.”

You were sure Riddle’s offer to help went beyond just his housewarden duties, having become pretty close friends with you after the overblot incident in your first month. Since then, he had gradually warmed up to you, inviting you over for unbirthday parties, study sessions or a stroll through the rose labyrinth. 

So, quite inevitably, you slowly felt your feelings for your friend change. What used to be gratitude for getting the Adeuce combo off your back or joy at having someone to eat lunch with shifted into excitement at seeing him again or disappointment when you thought you had caught sight of him in a crowd, just for it to be someone else. Once you realised the situation you were in, it became even harder to hide those feelings, especially when you could feel the heat crawling up your neck when the housewarden reached over to fix your tie or straighten your uniform.

“Thank you, Riddle. There actually is something I don’t understand,” you sheepishly scratched the back of your head. Sliding over your Applied Magic homework, you pointed out the question you were struggling with. “Why is it dangerous to use a spell like this in that situation?”

“Ah, I see.” Taking a moment to reflect on how to explain it best, Riddle’s steel grey eyes flitted to the roses outside for a moment. “Try visualising the question’s context and the effect of the spell you're casting before your mind’s eye. What kind of environment are you in and how would the magic affect it?”

“Hmm, the energy released from the spell could… shake the unstable structure of the walls and ceiling and cause it to collapse? And even if it doesn’t collapse, the falling debris could still cause major injuries?” 

“Yes, that’s correct. A lot of offensive magic packs more energy than defensive magic and therefore has a greater impact on the environment rather than the caster themselves,” Riddle explained further. “Now, consider all previously used magic. In this example, a few spells have already been cast, like this shielding spell for example. How straining are they on the caster and how long do they linger in the area?”

“Uh, let's see… The elements of previous spells might react with that of the current one, causing unpredictable side-effects. And in a stressful situation like this casting an unstable spell could put more pressure on the magic user, leading to… faster blot accumulation?” The last part was a total stab in the dark and you nervously watched Riddle’s unreadable expression before he gave you a satisfied smile.

“Correct again, Prefect. It is very impressive that you have such a nuanced understanding of Applied Magic, despite not being able to use it yourself.” The gleam in his eyes was genuine before he let out a defeated sigh. “If only some of the Heartslabyul first years would give magic a second thought before leaping into action…”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at that, having a pretty good image of just who he was referring to. Now, with your work out of the way, you could finally let your thoughts drift. And almost immediately they went to the housewarden sitting next to you. 

Looking at him, it was almost as if time stood still. In the afternoon sun, his hair was positively glowing and his grey eyes seemed even brighter than usual. As always, his posture was perfect and poised and there was such an elegance in the way he carried himself. You wouldn’t be surprised if he was actual royalty.

When he put the tea cup to his lips and took a sip you suddenly remembered the videos you had seen back in your world where people kissed their best friend to see their reaction or to confess. Riddle probably wouldn’t approve but when he turned to you, you couldn’t tear your eyes away from his lips. You’d bet on the fact that they were soft with the taste of tea…

“-fect! Prefect! Are you alright? I’ve been calling your name multiple times now.” Blinking back into reality, you came face to face with a concerned Riddle who was leaning over. Putting the back of his fingers against your forehead, his brows creased even more. “I wanted to ask if you want to try the strawberry tarts Trey baked but you’re burning up. Perhaps you should go and rest up. The rules might not state it but you can even stay at Heartslabyul if Ramshackle’s too–”

Before the thought process registered in your brain, you had already pulled Riddle closer by his collar and connected your lips. You were right. As with every aspect of his life, his lips were properly cared for and pillowy soft and after you parted, you thought you could make out a hint of sweets and lemon.

With a shocked yelp of your name, Riddle snapped you back to the present once more. Under different circumstances, the sight of the usually put-together housewarden staring at you with saucer-wide eyes and his face decorated with a rose-red hue might have been endearing but, right now, it chilled you to the bone. 

Jumping up from your seat and noisily scraping the chair over the floor, you hurriedly stuffed all your belongings in your backpack, ready to book the hell out of there. “I’m sorry, Riddle, I really have to go water the cat and feed the plants–”

“Prefect please wait.” A hand gently wrapped around your wrist and made you turn around. The short-tempered housewarden wasn’t yelling (yet), which you took as a good sign. In fact, he wasn’t meeting your eyes at all. “I have to admit that was quite the surprise. But… not an unpleasant one. Prefect, if I may be so bold, do you have feelings for me?”

“Well, I don’t kiss just anybody I meet,” you awkwardly chuckled but you quickly abandoned the idea of joking yourself out of this situation at Riddle’s unimpressed reaction. With a sigh, you conceded. “Yeah, I do have feelings for you. Look, I am really sorry, I don’t know what–”

“I’m not,” he quickly interrupted. “I’m not sorry this happened. I, too, like you. More than a friend, that is. I might not have the most experience in this field but I’m willing to try if it’s with you. However, I do believe there is a proper protocol to be followed.

“Prefect, before you spring another surprise kiss on me, may I take you out on a date first?”

JAMIL VIPER

The sound of boiling water and knives moving over a chopping board filled NRC’s kitchen. At this time of day -or should you say night?- nobody but Jamil usually came here. Most students were probably already heading to bed or cramming in a late-night study session right about now but the vice housewarden of Scarabia was still diligently meal prepping for the following day.

“Could you pass me the turmeric please?” He didn’t even look up to see if you had heard him, eyes still trained on his task at hand. 

“Sure, here you go.” Sliding over the spice, you took another moment to study his side profile. As always, there wasn’t much of an emotion readable on his face but you noticed how his shoulders seemed less tense than during the day. Or maybe it was just your imagination.

After he hummed a ‘thanks’, both of you went back to working in silence. You really appreciated Jamil trusting you enough to let you lend a hand, knowing just how strict he was about being the only one to prepare Kalim’s food. The first time you asked to help, in fact, he had watched you like a hawk and your hands had never shaken more.

At first, Jamil had been a little annoyed, thinking he’d have to look after someone else instead, but as you swung by more often, he started to appreciate the company. Not only did you not cause any trouble for him but you also stuck by him even after his overblot, whereas the rest of his dorm gave him a wide berth. So he allowed you to stay and if he ever ‘accidentally’ made too much food he let you take the leftovers.

And you, too, started to enjoy his presence more and more. You didn’t necessarily need to do something together, just being in the same space while working was enough to put you at ease. That was when you realised your actual feelings for Jamil but you didn’t know what to do with them.

Besides fear of rejection, you were also well aware of his position as Kalim’s retainer. Acting out on your feelings could cause a lot of problems for him even if he were to reciprocate them. Could he even accept them?

Before you knew it, your thoughts had distracted you enough to where your knife was merely hovering over the poor vegetable in front of you. As you were about to shake your distractions away, two warm hands already took the knife and board from you.

“You shouldn’t handle sharp objects when you’re not feeling well,” Jamil sighed but you could tell he wasn’t upset with you, rather, he was concerned. “You could seriously injure yourself.”

“I’m feeling fine actually,” you said. It wasn’t like you were physically unwell.

“Are you now? I couldn't help but notice you spacing out a lot more often lately.” Quickly throwing everything into the pot, Jamil leant against the counter with his arms crossed, giving you an earnest once-over. He was quiet for a while before mumbling “It’s okay to ask for help you know. You don’t have to do everything yourself.”

“That’s rich coming from you, Mr. Workaholic,” you snorted. “Between the two of us, the one in need of a break is not me. Anyhow, it’s nothing, so don’t worry about me.”

“So there is something after all,” Jamil cocked his head to the side with a raised brow. 

“Great Seven, if you must know. Yes there is something that’s been weighing on my mind,” you groaned. “Are you happy now?”

“I’d be happier if you also told me how I can help you.” 

“And if I told you you can’t?”

“Then I wouldn’t believe you.” This guy…

“Agree to disagree, then,” you deadpanned. Turning your back to hide your burning cheeks, you pretended to wipe your hands. This once, you had wished Jamil’s sharp senses would fail him but of course not. 

The irony of this situation wasn’t lost on you.

As you had your back turned, you hadn’t noticed Jamil stepping closer, so you nearly collided with him as you went to face him again. Quickly, he steadied you by your shoulders, his touch lingering perhaps a little longer than necessary.

“Prefect, let me be perfectly honest with you, I’m worried about you. You’re not normally this distracted or careless.” And whose fault was that? 

“You know it’s hard to keep saying no to you like that. But I really don’t think you’d want to know,” you sighed. 

Aside from the bubbling pot, the kitchen was quiet as you leaned against the countertop and examined your fingers. For a moment, nothing but you two in this moment seemed to exist. Jamil wasn’t bound to the Asim family and your future wasn’t so uncertain. If only it matched reality.

“Try me.” Jamil’s voice was a lot gentler now. You thought you saw his hand hover over yours for but a second, then chalked it up to wishful thinking. “You’ve shown me that it’s okay to be my own person and that it’s possible for me to have my own dreams despite my status; I’m very grateful for that. I also really like… spending time with you, so please tell me what’s wrong.”

Heaving a deep exhale, you braved yourself for whatever was bound to happen next. Maybe you were about to lose a friend.

“I don’t know if it’s wrong but… I like you, Jamil.”

As you looked up you caught a glimpse of surprise on his features before it was replaced by his usual poker face. “I’d hope so, seeing as you’ve referred to me as your friend.”

“That’s not what I meant and you know that.” If you took the leap you might as well see it through to the end. Leaning in, you placed a quick kiss against his cheek before turning and marching straight towards the door, leaving Jamil alone in the kitchen. “I like you like that.” 

Luckily, the next day was a Saturday, so you could stay in bed and pull the covers over your head. Ignoring the yelling cat in your house and the absolute flood of text notifications from what you assumed was the first year group chat might as well have been your signature spell.

Eventually, you did crawl out from under the sheets and got dressed, even if it was just because the growling of your stomach became too annoying to ignore. As you were rummaging your fridge for something edible that wasn’t tuna, the doorbell rang which was suspicious enough. Nobody ever rang the doorbell.

As you approached the door, you could already make out Jamil’s neatly tied back hair. Steeling yourself, you slowly opened the door to find he hadn’t magically transformed into someone else.

“Jamil, what brings you over at this time of day?” Forcing as much normality as possible into your voice, you hoped that maybe he had just forgotten.

“I wanted to talk about what happened last night.” So much for that. “I sent you a few messages but you didn’t respond.”

“Nya! What’s that? Are you the reason my henchman has been hiding in bed all day?” You whipped around at hearing Grim speak, promptly grabbing him by the bow around his neck and throwing him out of the dorm.

“Go play with Ace and Deuce for the day.” Ushering Jamil inside, you threw the door closed before Grim could protest. “Don’t mind him.”

“I didn’t see you at breakfast,” he started as he handed you a container with some of the food you cooked yesterday. “I thought you might be hungry.”

As on cue, your stomach growled rather loudly. “That’s very thoughtful of you, Jamil, but you didn’t have to come all the way here just for that.”

“I also wanted to apologise,” he blurted out. Ah, so he came to reject you once and for all. “I didn’t give you a proper response. Well, to be fair, you didn’t give me the time to do it.”

You bashfully looked away, standing with your back towards him, at the memory of storming out of the kitchen. Your response came out a lot more seriously though. “Jamil, I’m sorry for saying something so selfish, I know that your work–”

You were cut off by being spun around suddenly until you were looking into Jamil’s sharp eyes. “No, I’m tired of my work getting in the way of what I want. You said it was selfish of you to tell me your feelings? Then let me be selfish as well and tell you I reciprocate them.”

There was such genuine certainty in those pools of grey, you couldn’t help but reach out and cup his cheek. One of his hands wrapped around your waist to pull you closer as the other found yours. Bringing it up to his lips, he held eye contact as he placed a tender kiss on your knuckles.

“For once, I’d like something entirely to myself.”

VIL SCHOENHEIT

“Hold still.” At Vil’s commanding tone you completely froze despite not moving much in the first place. “Good. Now close your eyes.”

You did as he said and tried your best not to flinch as the cool brush touched your eyelids. While Vil concentrated on perfecting your eye make-up, you did your best not to think too hard about his fingers currently holding your chin or how the scent of his perfume invaded your senses.

Despite being close friends with the Pomefiore Housewarden, it was still quite the task not to shrink away under his scrutinising gaze, even if it was directed at his own work rather than you. How did Epel endure this every day?

Well, the first year was most likely not head over heels for Vil and didn’t turn into a stuttering mess every time he talked to him. So much for your plan to play this crush cool and be as graceful and elegant about it as possible. Yeah, there was probably a reason you weren’t a Pomefiore student.

But then again, this was Vil you were talking about. The walking, talking, breathing definition of perfection. On top of that, he was smart and hard-working with the skills to back up his confidence. Naturally, he had people falling at his feet, no matter how intimidating he came across as. Not wanting to be seen as just another one of the masses, you decided to hide your feelings to the best of your abilities.

And so far, it seemed to be working. You were a regular visitor at Pomefiore dorm, so much so, the guards already let you pass the gates as if you actually belonged there. Seeing the actor achieve loftier goals over time, surpassing others and himself on numerous occasions, was fulfilling in its own way. There was a spark  of pride every time he was chosen for a new lead role or when he had the chance to work on a new line of skin care. Yet, although you got to be close to Vil this way, it still kind of stung to know that this would be all there’d probably ever be between the two of you.

“My, I have to say, this is a job well done,” Vil concluded, giving you a content smirk. Turning your chair to face his pristine vanity. What could you say, he was right. Even though the make-up wasn’t all that elaborate or out there, you still almost didn’t recognise the person staring back from the mirror. “You clean up nicely, potato. I’ll permit you to stand by my side now.”

“You never fail to impress me, Vil. Just, how do you do it?” you chuckled, your eyes finding his in the reflection. “Normally, I would’ve called it magic, but I know better now.”

“Magic has nothing to do with this. It’s solely hard work and practice which makes perfect.” Spinning you back around, he came face to face with you again. “While you flatter me, I am far from finished. I will see this through ‘til the end and perfect this look.”

With that, Vil went back to work, prepping your lips to the point where you were convinced this would be the smoothest they’d ever be. Then, with a look of utmost concentration, he started tracing them with a lip liner before filling them out with lipstick and applying gloss after blotting it.

Despite being finished, the housewarden didn’t move away from you and you were suddenly keenly aware of the distance between you. Or the lack thereof, rather. Subconsciously, your gaze drifted to Vil’s mouth before snapping back up as you caught yourself. Your heart was racing so fast, you’d be surprised if he didn’t hear it. Was this how you died?

You knew you shouldn’t, you really shouldn’t, but screw it. The few months here had already put you through so much, at one point you stopped thinking things through twice and just leapt into action. If you’d learnt anything in this school, then it was that you had to take what you wanted because nobody would just hand it to you.

So, against better judgement, you closed the gap between the two of you. 

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise but a simple kiss from Vil was overwhelming; it was entirely too much and then again not nearly enough. If you had to find just one word to describe it, it would be intoxicating. He might be the death of you but you couldn’t care less.

Even after such a short contact, pulling away wasn’t easy. Especially because you didn’t get far before a hand at the back of your neck held you in place. Your eyes flew open to see the challenge and amusement written in his lilac ones. Not that you minded per se.

In the end, you were positively stolen of your breath whereas Vil looked as dazzling as ever, except for the slight smudge of lipstick in the corner of his lips. In your opinion it only added to his charm though. 

When you had sorted your thoughts again, your tone was slightly accusatory. “You did that on purpose.”

“Whatever do you mean?” His infuriatingly handsome smirk looked just a tad too smug for him to play coy. “May I remind you that you are the one who kissed me?”

“You weren’t even surprised!” You bristled at his act. “You knew, didn’t you?”

“Of course I did. I can read you like an open book, sweet potato. I just wanted to test if you’d be daring enough. Seems as though you’ve passed.” Reaching out a perfectly manicured hand, Vil wiped the stains under your bottom lip with his thumb while his gaze was trained on how your mouth parted at the movement.

“Hmm, it seems I need to do this again...”

IDIA SHROUD

Standing in front of Idia’s room, you firmly knocked on the door in a very specific rhythm to let him know it was you. Otherwise, there was a rather slim chance the housewarden would even open it. But luckily for you, you were one of the only people who were granted access to his abode. 

After grumbling a greeting, Idia widened the crack of his door just enough for you to slip through. The two of you might be friends but that still didn’t mean he was suddenly a ray of sunshine, especially when it came to social interaction. As you adjusted to the artificial blue light, you were already prepared to be tackled by a certain blue-haired boy but the anticipated weight never came.

“Huh? Is Ortho not here today?” you wondered.

“Ah no, uh… Ortho’s out running errands,” Idia mumbled, shifting from one foot to the other. “You’re probably disappointed now, right? It’s like seeing your bias is not at a fanmeet…”

“No, not at all! I was just noticing it. You’re the reason I’m here after all.” Winking at him, you were already grinning at his reaction for what you were about to say. “I’m Idia-biased after all.”

And he didn’t fail you. Instantly, his eyes widened and you could practically see him blue screen behind his golden irises. Meanwhile, the ends of his long hair tinged pink as he tried to hide himself by tugging the drawstrings of his hoodie tighter. “HUH?! I- You- What– You can’t just drop SSR dialogue like that on me…”

“Why not? It’s the truth and you’re supposed to tell the truth, no?” You tilted your head to the side expectedly. 

“What’s with you and your ability to turn a supposed buff into a massive debuff?” Idia shook his head miserably.

“Come on, I’m just teasing you. Although you are my fave, that part’s not a lie.” Nudging him back into the realm of the living as you pass, you plopped down on one of the gaming chairs in front of his PC. When had you asked him why he had two, he’d said that one was for Ortho, yet it was perfectly adjusted to your height. You just pretended he had fooled you though and didn’t comment on it further. “So, what’s on the agenda for today?”

“Uhm, that show we’ve been watching released a new episode today, so maybe we can catch up on that…” At your approval, he started setting everything up as you watched his fingers fly over the keyboard with such practised ease it amazed you every time. “You still remember the plot, right?”

“Of course, who do you take me for,” you playfully accused him. “The protagonist basically gets isekai’d to a mmorpg-like world and would die almost every two seconds if it weren’t for the cooler side characters.”

“Ya, cut him some slack. Everyone else grew up there while he’s a total noob.”

“Trust me, I know the feeling,” you deadpanned. “But even you have to admit his decisions are questionably stupid.”

Idia just looked at you as if you had grown a second head. “Is the outside perspective making you realise something or what?”

“HEY! I can go three minutes without being an orc’s breakfast.”

“Only because there’s no orcs on Sage’s Island,” he taunted with a grin, showing you his sharp teeth. In return you gasped in faux indignance before dissolving in a fit of giggles.

“Just imagine there’d be a show like this about NRC…” You tapped your finger against your chin. “I wonder what kind of tropes everyone would fall into. Like, Kalim and Jamil are your classic deredere and tsundere duo.”

“Riddle is the type of crazy skilled character you wouldn’t consider at first. But then he saves everyone by casting some seriously dangerous magic or something,” Idia sniggered.

“Meanwhile Malleus is the impossibly powerful, show-breaking character who is always conveniently absent when there’s a problem to be solved,” you sighed. Turning in your seat, you leaned your head against the back of the chair. “Say Idia, what kind of character am I?”

He tried to suppress his tiny squeak at the drop of your voice. To be honest, you had never been shy about showing your affection for the housewarden but you had come to the realisation he just wouldn't catch on, no matter how many hints you threw his way. Or rather, he’d convince himself you couldn’t possibly mean any of it.

“Y-You? Uh I guess, you always jump in to save the day no matter the risks, so you’d probably be some sort of knight in shining armour type. But with a serious case of ‘chosen one syndrome’,” he mumbled. “Seriously, only crazy people would play hard mode with those gimmicky stats of yours.”

“Aww, really?” you cooed before preparing yourself to strike. “What if I want to be the love interest though?”

By the look in Idia’s eyes it was a critical hit. 

“Lo-Love interest? You can be both I think… I mean there’s a lot of people you’re close to…,” the poor guy stammered. Seriously, how could one person be so smart yet so dense at the same time? But fine. If you needed to spell it out for him, so be it. 

Getting up, you slowly came to stand in front of his chair and propped your hands on the arm rests. You almost felt bad for him with how he was staring at you like a deer caught in headlights; Idia looked as if his life was flashing in front of his eyes. But you’ve had enough of your little cat and mouse game, it was time for the chase to come to an end.

“I was talking about your story. I want to be the love interest in your story, Idia. Hmm, how am I going to get that thought through your thick skull, I wonder…” You pretended to think about it for a moment before giving him a cheshire grin. “Ah, I think I have an idea.”

By now Idia’s hair was bright pink, matching the colour of his face, and he was radiating heat like a fireplace. As much as you wanted to see his reaction to a kiss on the lips, you were afraid it would actually kill him and you didn’t want this experience to end in giving him CPR.

So you settled for a sweet but lingering kiss to his forehead. Just as expected, his skin was warm to the touch and you felt him relax after the initial tense up. Maybe it were your own rose-red glasses but as you pulled away to cup his cheeks you could swear little hearts were flickering at the end of his hair. “Pardon the straightforwardness but I really needed to get my point across.”

“Wait, so you like me?!” Apparently his brain had kicked back into action at this point.

“I have for a while now,” you laughed, “but thanks for noticing.”

“So you were serious when you got me roses? And chocolate? And said I was your favourite?” The incredible tone of his voice was simultaneously endearing and heartbreaking. How could he not notice how amazing he actually was?

“I told you, it’s the truth,” you smiled. “So how about it? Can I be your love interest? Or is my affection already high enough to clear your route?”

“Woah you’re like straight out of an otome game,” he breathed. “Is this the super secret ending you have to play flawlessly for?”

“Oh come on, Idia,” you shot him another wink, paired with a teasing smirk, “You don’t really think this is the end, do you? If anything, it’s only the beginning."

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[cloudcountry]

NRC'S PAINT CHIP PROJECT! — midnight blue

"the glow of a pc in a dark room. the stars outside at night. the chill in a bedroom as evening creeps in."

It’s dark. Idia knows he should be asleep by now, but instead he continues to stare at his computer monitor and fidget with a lock of his flaming blue hair. He hears your soft snoring as you sleep but elects to ignore it, knowing how dangerous it would be to acknowledge how this makes him feel. He isn’t allowed to have nice things like this, but you keep giving them to him and he doesn’t know how to cope.

A bright GAME OVER pops up on the screen when he finally turns his attention back to the screen, but he’s not even mad. The game pitters off into silence as the loading symbol appears at the bottom of the screen, and his headphones do nothing to block out your soft murmur of his name.

Idia partially throws the headphones off his head, whipping around in his chair to stare wide eyed at you. You’re still fast asleep, arms tossed out on the bed and head flopped against his pillow. His heart squeezes in his chest, and he wonders how you ever managed to get so close to him. Ortho always said it was a good thing, but really. How good was having someone over?

Idia doesn’t understand why you haven’t called him weird and creepy yet. He knows he is.

“But I like your hair, Idia. It’s so radiant and soothing. It’s a very pretty shade of blue and it’s so warm.” you murmured, gently scratching at his scalp as he curled into you, “And I like your smile, too. Your teeth are really cute, I’m glad you don’t hide them from me.”

Great Seven, you spoke about him like he was a treasure. It doesn’t make any sense. He doesn’t know if it ever will, because he knows you’re not leaving and you’ll forever be this weird.

“Idia.” you breathe, and he squeaks at how you say his name.

Climbing into bed with you is so appealing that he thinks he might just do something as stupid as that. Fuck, that is total normie behavior. He’s way out of his depth here. This is like fighting a final boss at level one. He isn’t ready. He isn’t ready.

“Idia.”

He isn’t ready.

Idia turns back to his PC and puts his headphones back on. He clicks the retry option on the screen, and as the loading screen pops up again he sneaks a peek at you.

If you ever want to sleep over again, maybe he’ll have the courage to retry this level too.

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[angelltheninth]

On my way to send a prompt~ (Idia + Either "You need some sleep" or "Sleep is for the weak")

I don't know why Idia is so underrated compared to everyone else.

Pairing: Idia Shroud x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, cuddles, lack of sleep, mumbling, tired!Idia

A/N: Tired Idia will forever be cute and cuddly and grumpy.

Tired!Idia who is very cute, especially when he's tired and done with every one else but you, can even be bothered to talk to them at the end of the day, he wants to go home and he wants to be by himself. Well you can be there, but only if you're quiet.

Tired!Idia who doesn't stop working until the very late hours of the night or even early morning, not caring how blurry his vision gets as long as he can get things done at his own pace. When people rush him he gets cranky and more tired, which is why he often refuses to go to class and do his studies at home, it's when he's at his most productive.

Tired!Idia who starts to fall asleep on his desk while he does his homework. When you try to get him to go to sleep he won't budge an inch. If you want to cuddle with him that's more then fine with him, he's almost done anyways so he sees no point in stopping now, the work would just be there tomorrow.

Tired!Idia who almost always sleeps in class. He doesn't snore loudly so the teaches can give him a pass if he did everything he was supposed to. You always sit close to him so you can take notes and wake him up if you see the teacher getting annoyed at him.

Tired!Idia who loves to take a nap in his hoodie no matter how hot it is outside. He knows it might seem ridicules but he doesn't feel the hot or the cold like normal people do. His body is already burning hot, it's always at the optimal for him. Taking short power naps helps him stay away when he needs to, as long as he needs to.

Tired!Idia who will never go to bed when you try to drag him to bed. He knows his sleep schedule is messed up, he made it that way after all. When he does come to bed he always cuddles up against you and allows himself to get a few extra hours with you. He would never admit it but he sleeps so much better when you're by his side.

Tired!Idia who mumbles as you pull him from his desk and towards the bedroom. At some point his body does give in to the lack of sleep but his mind refuses to admit so. So he's complaining the whole way you walk him there but falling asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow.

Tired!Idia who kisses you every time he goes to bed. The kiss always wakes you up, just for a few moments to register him getting into bed with you. You kiss him back in the morning, many more times in fact which he doesn't get cause sometimes he doesn't even remember kissing you when he goes to bed.

Tired!Idia who smiles in his sleep when you kiss him. He rarely ever smiles when he's awake so there was a point where you took a picture of him smiling while he was sleeping to gush about how cute he was. He tried to have that picture deleted, saying how it ruins his image. Now its your phone wallpaper.

Tired!Idia who refuses to admit that he's tired to the point where he will force himself to stay awake longer just to prove his point. He never manages to stay awake for longer then a few hours no matter how stubborn he is. When he's at that stage you notice his flame dimming a bit, your sign to take him to bed no matter what.

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[sketchy-owl]

DORKS IN WONDERLAND

Episode 2 Idia Shroud x reader

~Videogames~

Idia:*playing videogames*

Y/N: *knocks the door*

Idia:It's open...

Y/N:*kicks the door*Hello Idia-kun!

Idia:*jumps from his seat* Y-Y/N what are you doing here?

Y/N:Ortho-kun had to help Ace Deuce and Grimm with their homework, so he asked me to bring you some snacks!! *tray of delicious BUT HEALTHY snacks *

Idia:Umh....thanks....you can leave them on the bed...

Y/N:Okay!*leaves the tray on the bed*

Idia:*keeps playing *

Y/N:*looks at Idia's computer and their eyes widen*IS THAT KINGDOM HEARTS?!

Idia:*jumps again* d...don't scream....wait...You know this game?

Y/N:OF COURSE I DO! *bright smile*Oh! This is 358/2 days!! *star eyes*

Idia:Y-Yeah....I...

Y/N:Who's your favourite KH character?? Mine is Axel but I can't deny that I have a thing for Vanitas *grins*[Owlie note:sorry but those are my thoughts xD)

Idia:...I....I like Roxas...

Y/N:He's cool too! And his backstory is just amazing can't deny that I cried few tears for him.*giggles*

Idia:*clearly uncomfortable *Y...yeah [Owlie note:poor baby he has no social skills🥺]

Y/N:*notices that* Well I should go...I still have to keep an eye on Grimm....Can I join you next time?? I really love videogames!!

Idia:....Umh sure....I guess

Y/N:*smiles* Well then! See you next time Idia-kun!!*leaves*

~Bonus~

Ortho:Hello big brother! I'm back!

Idia:...Hi....*plays*...

Ortho:Ohh! You finished your game! The prefect couldn't stop talking about it!

Idia:Uh?

Ortho:Yeah! They kept talking about videogames and in the end we didn't finish our homework!!

Idia: and....what kind...of games....did they talk about??

Ortho: Well.....*insert names cause I'm not a but an idiot who only played Kh,Street fighters, Pokemon Inazuma Eleven and Cooking Mama*

Idia:....I wonder if they are single....*whispers*

Ortho:Did you say something?*smirks behind the mask*

Idia:N-NO...*sweatdrops*

Ortho:*replays Idia's worsa * ~I wonder if they are single~

Idia:ORTHO!*his hair turns red*

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[outivv]

— what about your own world? —

Synopsis: they ask what your life was like in your own world

Warnings: ehhh semi angst? Semi fluff? Crying, and Idk if I should put a warning for this- but a single mention of death in sebek’s Part, But, as always not proofread :p

Characters: deuce, idia, Sebek, And malleus

Pronouns for reader: gender neutral/ not mentioned

A/n: hello hello!! I’ve been on big idia and Sebek brain rot recently, I may honestly weite another thing for them later too HEVJEEG. Theyre both one my favorites what can I say. Anyways, hope you enjoy!! Have a great rest of your day <3

— Deuce —

“What was your life back… you know… back home?” Deuce asks. You’re supposed to be fetching ingredients for a potion you need to make in class, but deuce has seemed… distant, or maybe distracted, this entire time. Now you know why, of course. “Why do you ask that.” You dont look at him, reaching for a jar full of specific bird feathers, which are very important for this potion. The rows and rows of bookshelves full of jars, full of ingredients, were the only audience to hear your conversation, so you didn’t mind telling him what your life was like, however, you wondered why he would ask such a thing.

He thought for a moment, as you climbed down the ladder you were on, and handed him the jar of feathers. “Well I was just thinking. Cause you’ve been here for almost a whole year, Crowley must be close to finding a way for you to go back home.” Deuce walked down the row of shelves to the next ingredient you needed as he spoke. He’s right, you’ve been here a long while, and Crowley must be close to getting you home by now… (but you’re not too… trusting of that. Despite what Crowley may say.) was deuce worried about you going home?

“Well, even if he does find a way for me to head back home, I’m not so sure I’d take that opportunity.” Deuce whips his head around, almost dropping all the jars He was holding. You quickly put you arms around his own, to secure the jars, giving him a look that screams ‘oh my god- please be more careful’. He looked away embarrassed, “why not?” Referring to what you said before. “Hmm, well, I like my life here. And back home wasn’t all that great so. If I could pursue something here, be happy… keep all my friends, stay with you, then I’d rather do that than be somewhere where I wasn’t… enjoying myself I suppose.” Deuce teared up at that, he can be very dramatic at times… “are you crying?” He quickly turned around hiding his tears as he kept walking “no! Just allergic to whatever is in these jars.” He said in between sniffles. You sighed trailing behind him. If you had any doubts before you certainly don’t now, as it’s clear you can’t leave deuce alone.

— Idia —

Idia is insecure with your… relationship. God he can barely even call it that. He feels like he barely even does anything… why would you put up with him? He’s sure that the moment Crowley found a way for you to go home, that you’d be jumping at the opportunity. He holed himself in his room even more than usual, and you, as his partner, of course noticed. A few days into his depression spiral, Idia heard a familiar knock on his door, followed by a voice, “idia? Can I come in.” It was you, of course. The only people allowed in his room are you and ortho, and ortho doesn’t really knock. “Yeah…” He Said Just loud enough for you to hear.

Upon entering, you could see idia wasn’t even gaming at his desk like usual, instead sitting in his bed, curled up in blankets upon blankets, scrolling on his phone. His room was dark without the light of his computer, you could barely see him, as his hair was mostly hidden in the blanket, and his phone was the only thing illuminating his face. “Idia? What’s wrong.” You said walking over to sit on the edge of his bed. You moved the blanket off from over his head, revealing some of his fiery blue hair, and running your fingers through it. “What was your life like back in your own world.” His cold tone made you widen your eyes. He doesn’t ever take that tone with you, only before your relationship started, and that was mostly because he was so anxious around you, being cold was kinda his default.

“What do you mean?” You tilted your head, And He quickly sat up his blue hair turning bright orange and red, as he screamed “your own world! Your home! When Crowley finds out how to get you back you’ll leave me, because that is your home. That is where you belong!” His words sounded harsh to anyone else, they sounded like he wanted you gone, like he wanted you to leave because you didn’t belong. But that wasn’t the case and you knew it. You could see how small he looked, his blankets open, revealing his shaky hands. Looking up at his face, surrounded by flame, you could see the tears welling in his eyes, his dark circles deeper than usual. Has this been bothering him for the past few days?

“Can I hug you?” You ask, as to not overwhelm him in a very intense moment for him. He nodded, and you slowly wrap your arms around him, he grips onto your jacket, and resting his head on your shoulder, wetting your uniform as tears start flowing. You don’t care about that though. “My life, in my world had It’s ups and downs. I have people there that I miss.” You started and he sobbed, and screamed harder, his mind spiraling, thinking your words confirm all that he’s been feeling, and thinking, the past few days. His hair reflecting his thoughts, as it started burning brighter, wrapping itself around you, but it never hurt, or burned you. “But. I love you more.” You start again, and idia grabs onto your jacket with both hands, one clawing at you back, while the other holds onto your front. He doesn’t want to let you go. “I know that no matter what Crowley finds, if I can’t return to you, then I won’t ever go back to my word.” Your arms wrap around him almost protectively, as he sobs out his feelings that he’s been keeping to himself for the past few days. Except, he knows you won’t leave him.

— Sebek —

Sebek loathes humans, he believes they are weak, and would pity them if he had the time to. But after meeting you, he’s found that humans aren’t weak, magicless or not, you have stopped 6 (almost 7 heh) overblotted students. That is quite a feat that even must admire. “You know [name] may return to their own world eventually right?” Lilia said, snapping Sebek from his thoughts of you. “What?” He furrowed his brows, Lilia cant believe that right? I mean… with the life you’ve built here and all… and with how close you two had become you won’t leave him right? “I’m sure [name] misses their family, friends, you know.” Lilia truthfully brought up this conversation because he wanted to see how Sebek would react.

Lilia knows that Sebek harbors feelings for you, whether sebek wants to admit it to himself or not. Lilia knows he is deep in denial. Sebek Looks down at the lunch table he’s sitting at, pondering. “I must go speak with them.” He suddenly Said, grabbing his bag, and lunch tray, to go search for you. He found you in the courtyard, you usually eat lunch there with grim, deuce, and ace. “Human!” Sebek shouted as he approached your Little group. Ace almost dropped his lunch at Sebek s booming voice, while deuce instantly looked ready to fight if Sebek made a single wrong move. “I need to speak to you. Alone.” He Said staring down at you, a very apparent scowl on his face. You looked at him like how he imagines a small animal looks seconds before death. “Uhh yeah for sure.” You respond, as you grab your bag, and put your lunch away. Leading inside, to a quiet hallway is when he starts asking questions, “are you planning on going back to your own world when Crowley… finds a way back for you…” straight to the Point as always, but you don’t miss the meek tone in his voice. A very sharp contrast from what he was portraying mere seconds ago.

“Uhhh I’m not sure yet, why?” You question, very very confused. Sebek puffs his chest out, almost smug, as he says “no reason. Goodbye now.” And walks away. You stand there absolutely confused out of your mind, and when you return to your friends, you just… sit there… for a moment. Later in the day however you overhear a specific someone talking to another specific someone “I told you [name] wouldn’t be leaving.” Sebek’s booming and prideful voice could be heard even though you were outside the classroom, “well you never specifically said that, but a win is a win I suppose.” Lilia said with a sigh, faking defeat, “but does them considering staying mean that you’ll be asking them out? May solidify their decision to stay here.” Sebek is frozen at Lilia’s words, to which Lilia only laughs. And when you walk into the classroom sebek’s face turns into a deep frown of shame, surprise, and absolute despair, to which you and Lilia absolutely lose it over.

— Malleus —

You cant leave him. You shouldn’t leave him. Malleus wants the one person who he has ever loved this way, to stay by his side, to rule with him, to love him as he loves you. Of course you aren’t… dating… yet, so he doesn’t have any way of telling you these feelings without sounding scary as hell, and Even he knows that. So he expresses it in a… less… obvious way I suppose. “[name]?” He asks, while you’re on one of your late night walks together. Usually he’s rambling on about the gothic architecture of the school, but Today he’s been unusually quiet. Until now of course. “Yes?” You ask, looking over at him where he was already looking right at you.

“What was your life like? Back in your realm, I mean.” He simply asks. You have to think on that for a minute actually, It’s such a strange question that you truthfully didn’t expect from malleus. It’s to the point where you wonder if there’s hidden meaning behind it. “Well, it was good for the most part. I mean… I miss my family, and friends, so that must show how good it was Haha” you say with a sad smile. You really have been feeling homesick these past few days, and malleus’s question kinda sent you over the edge. Before long, tears start falling from your face, malleus stops dead in his tracks to embrace you as soon as he realizes your crying.

He realizes you miss your own life, in your own realm, but He cant help but feel upset, and possessive. He wants you to stay with him, he wants you to love him the way he loves you, he wants to hold you like this forever if that’s what it took to keep you by him. “It’s alright, child of man.” Is the only thing that slips past his lips. He bites his tongue as to hold back all the words he wants to spew, about how he loves you, how you can stay here with him! And how he would miss you ever so dearly if you left… “I’m sure Crowley will find a way back for you.” His mouth grows dry at his own words, and his voice shakes. You look up at him, to see him not looking at you, but straight ahead, tears falling down his face. He wants to scream how much he loves you, how much he wants to protect you, but he can’t. He knew that would break your heart, and his own if he did.

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[loverofazul]

𝑯𝒖𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 Pt.6

-Ｉｇｎｉｈｙｄｅ Ｄｏｒｍ-

Idia couldn't help but curl up into your side. A pout on his face as your hands gently ran over his arms--his hair pulled back in a ponytail to not accidentally hurt you. He had just lost one of the most needed battles on his game--beaten by a cheater.

"It's not fair" He mumbled, resting his chin on top of your head. "They're a cheater and I should have won"

Giggling, you simply tilted your head up and placed a gentle kiss under his chin. "Don't worry 'bout it so much My Gamer"

The male simply hummed, his cheeks turning pink and his hair tinting the same pink. He simply grumbled some words, wrapping his arm around your form. He basked in your light affection for a bit, hesitating to open his mouth to say what he wanted to.

But with a final boost of confidence, he blurted out the words.

"I love you, My Anchor"

It was quiet between the two of you, Idias cheeks tinting an even darker red--as well as his hair. He thought he messed up, his mind running with thoughts. Anxiety began to fill him to the brim, arms beginning to tense up.

His anxiety left him as soon as he heard those three specific words from your mouth. His form loosened up from its tense position around your waist.

"I love you as well, My Precious Gamer"

Longer than the other due to only writing from my precious Idia <3 Ortho can't exactly cuddle-

Plus hes a child so

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[throughthetwistedmirror]

Reverse Proposal ~ *Idia Shroud*

Summary: Ortho informs you of Idia's idea to propose to you. As sweet as the thought is, you thought you would be the one to propose first. So you decide to put your plan into action that night...

Pairing: Idia Shroud X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Oneshot

Word Count: 1311

Warning: Post-Graduation

Masterlist

Taglist: @savanaclaw1996 @goseew

Ortho was concerned about his big brother, which was never a good sign. You knew he was worried when he asked you to meet with him on short notice. Your concern grew when you saw him pacing his room and trying to find the right words to say to you.

“Look, Ortho, dear, if it’s bad news, just tell me fast, like ripping off a band-aid.” You tried to assure him, though you weren’t sure you could handle bad news.

He paused. “I think Idia wants to propose to you.”

You blinked in shock. Well this was certainly an unexpected turn of events. Sure, you and Idia had been dating for several years, both at Night Raven and post-graduation. But you didn't think he'd be the one to want to propose. You kind of just figured that would fall to you, which you were more than okay with. 

As you sat there thinking over Ortho's words, your silence only elevated his sense of worry.

"At least that's what I think." He explained. "But with how he's been acting recently, I'm almost certain he wants to propose. He's been talking about his love for you more often and I've seen him look at jewelry store websites. From my research, those are all sign's that someone wants to propose to their significant other."

“Ortho.” You say with a soft smile. “I planned on proposing to him.”

His eyes widened with shock before crinkling in the corners as he smiled. "Really?! Oh, that makes me so happy to hear! You and big brother Idia deserve each other!"

You giggled at his excitement and pulled a small box out of your pocket to show him the engagement band you  purchased a couple days ago. “See? I picked it out myself. Do you think he'll like it?”

He nodded eagerly. "Oh, he'll love it! It's very pretty! I'm so excited to have you as my sister-in-law!"

With warm cheeks, you nodded. “That is, if you’ll have me.”

“Of course! Big Brother Idia really cares for you and never stops talking about you!” He explained before quickly adding, “And I like you too, of course.”

You chuckled and patted the top of his head, much to his pleasure. “That's good to hear, Ortho. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go propose to your brother.”

“Be prepared for tears.” Ortho nodded all matter-of-fact like. "He is sure to cry a river as long as the River Styx from your proposal."

You laughed and nodded. You had no doubt Idia was going to cry. But you didn't mind. You were just excited to finally propose to him.

It surprisingly didn’t take you long to get a plan together on how to go about your proposal. You wanted to keep things simple, sweet, and all about him. You didn't want to overwhelm him more when was already going to be emotional. A nice dinner at home with all his favorite foods sounded like just the way to go. And then you would slide the ring across the table, pop the question, and boom! You two would be engaged!

You got butterflies just thinking about it!

As you were cooking in the kitchen, you heard a soft knock on the wall. There was Idia, smiling sweetly at you. "I'm home."

You returned his smile. "How was your day, dearest?"

He shrugged and watched you cook. "It was fine. And yours?"

"Not too bad."

"What are you making?"

You smile at the food on the stove, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach. “Your favorite.”

"Oh, really?" He sounded surprised. "Is today a special occasion? Did I forget an anniversary?!"

You chuckle and shake your head. "No, I just felt like doing something special for you. Is that alright?"

He smiled widely and nodded. "That's more than alright. Thank you, my love. Thank you very much."

"You're very welcome." You press a kiss to his cheek, making his hair burn red. "Do you mind setting the table? I'm almost done here."

He nodded and before too long, you were both eating and enjoying each other’s company at your little dining table. Of course Idia complimented your cooking, saying it was the best thing he’s ever eaten in his entire life. You listened to him talk about his day and he listened to you talk about yours. In the back of your head, you were squealing about the sweet domesticity of the moment and how the two of you would soon be doing this for the rest of your lives.

You couldn’t wait, but you planned to pop the question during dessert, so you had to be patient for just a little bit longer.

When you were done with the main meal, you mentioned dessert, and while you prepared it, he did the dishes. This was the perfect opportunity to check your pocket to make sure you still had the ring. It would be super embarrassing if you had to quickly sneak into your room to grab it. However, you had the ring. You were set and ready to put this plan into action.

You let him take a couple of bites of dessert before you took a deep breath and grabbed the ring from your pocket. Setting it on the table, you slowly slid it in between the two of you. Your eyes never left his face, gauging his reaction.

Idia’s eyes widened as he followed your hand. He had stopped chewing and stared at the ring before him. You had no idea what he was running through his head, but you wished you did. He looked thoroughly freaked out and that was the last thing you wanted. But you were too far to turn back now.

Taking a deep breath, you said, “Idia, dearest, I’ve been thinking about this for a long time and I finally came to a conclusion. I love you so much, I can’t imagine spending even a single day apart. So I want to ensure we will never have to. Will you marry me?”

There was a pause. 

You held your breath.

“You-” He breathed. “You really want to marry me?”

Nodding, you answered him, “Yes, I really do. And, in case you were worried, Ortho gave me his blessing. He was practically bouncing off the walls when I told him my plan.”

He shook his head as tears welled in his eyes. “I’m not all that worried about Ortho. He already loves you. I’m just shocked about this proposal. I don’t know what to say.”

Before you could reply, he pulled a ring of his own and handed it to you sheepishly. You gasped at the simple but elegant band studded with little sparkly sapphires. It was perfect. You couldn’t have picked a better ring if you had gone with him when he purchased it.

“I’ve wanted to propose to you for the longest time, but I was just so scared. I thought you'd say no and I'd lose you forever. But now, I'm not scared anymore. You make it so that I’m not scared of anything. You have stood by me during my lowest point and continue to push me when I’m at the top of my game. You’re everything I could want and more. I would love to spend the rest of our lives together.”

Tears pricked your eyes and you whispered, “I would love to marry you too, Idia.”

He gently took your hand and slid the ring onto your finger. You put your ring on his finger, keeping hold of his hand and rubbing a thumb over his knuckles. You couldn’t help but laugh.

“It’s like we just got married with this exchange of rings.”

Idia chuckled as he said, “Well, I guess there’s only one thing left to do.”

“And that is?”

“I may now kiss the bride.”

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[captain-liminal]

Idia's lips are naturally blue. Look it up.

That's it.

That's the post.

//Edit//

Just looked deeper into it. None of his "makeup" is makeup. It's. All. NATURAL.

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[vstoly-blog]

☆· ( ˶•̀ ᎑ - ˶ )

♡ If You're Open For Request's May I Request For A Idia With A Siren Reader? (Can Be Gender Neutral Or Male, Whichever You Prefer)

I Could Actually Imagine An Adorable Scenario Where Reader Would Be There To Serenade Idia To Sleep When He Was On Another One Of Those Times With No Rest And Kept On Staying Up (•w•)

☆·→ Loeheart V.

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.•¨*•. ☆ .•*¨•..•¨*•. ☆ .•*¨•..•¨`•. ☆

Gender neutral reader ❀

Everyone can identify ❀

.•¨*•. ☆ .•*¨•..•¨*•. ☆ .•*¨•..•¨`•. ☆

Idia Shroud

Resting is the hardest task for Idia to complete alone. To be honest, his mind probably doesn't even know what the word "rest" means. Idia doesn't worry about it, though, as it's common to see him drinking energy drinks to stay awake when he's excited about a new game event or when he's still finishing one of his projects.

Idia never thought he needed someone to alert him about these things, mainly because he wouldn't care to follow the advice. But now, I find myself in the position of revealing to you that your boyfriend Idia has pretended to be asleep to trick Ortho. As soon as his younger brother left the room, Idia jumped out of bed and went back to what he was doing. He felt like a mastermind, having finished what he wanted and avoiding concerns about himself.

However, things have changed now. When I say things have changed, it's because he's been dating you for a while. At first, he didn't know much about sirens, and the little he knew came from comics, manga, or games. Meeting you made him discover many things, and Idia believes that you use some kind of spell on him because he accepts without complaints when you call him to sleep or take a break from his work.

Idia likes to put his plans into action, so he's always busy finishing or adding updates.

He will never call or remember to rest if you're not there to pull him into bed.

Idia likes to lay with his head on your chest for many reasons, whether it's because of the beating of your heart or because he feels closer to your melodies that way.

Little Spoon is that what it's called?

Idia is fascinated by your voice and sometimes mentions some songs for you to sing to him.

Most of the time, he reacts like the first time, quite embarrassed until he finally gets used to the feeling of having your attention and being in your arms.

He keeps it a secret, but he LOVES it when you care enough to hug him and patiently sing until he falls asleep.

At first, they were just small requests, but now there are touches, lovingly holding his hand and encouraging him to stop whatever he's doing to have a moment together where he forgets everything he was working on to snuggle up in bed.

Before Idia got used to this, you would say goodnight through messages and rest in your own room alone, but time passed until both of you got used to resting together, unconsciously making it a routine where trust led to the big step of sleeping in the same bed.

In the room, only your voice is present, following a calm rhythm, embraced where one of your hands lovingly combs the hair of the shy boy who now has a lighter breath, giving the understanding that he has already fallen asleep.

You look down a little to check your boyfriend's face, indeed he is comfortably sleeping on you, your voice hums until you fall asleep.

One incident involving Idia and you at the beginning of this habit in the relationship

Do you remember when I mentioned that he tricked Ortho by pretending to be asleep?

When you two didn't sleep in the same bed yet, he did it once to you in the beginning of the relationship, but he didn't expect you to come back because you forgot your phone on the nightstand. So, imagine the scene;

Idia completely in shock, hands still on what he was going to keep doing, looking at the door where you were also frozen, wondering why on earth he was standing there until reality hit hard.

ー You tried to trick me? ーYou look suspicious while Idia sweats cold because it wasn't part of the plan and he can't even come up with an explanation.

ー I... Um... I... I mean...

And then, for the first time, he saw your deadly look. Since then, he promised himself never to pretend again, as well as avoiding making you angry altogether. The poor boy was very scared

:(.

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Open request

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Cat's Note:

You can't imagine how my heart jumped when I saw a request. English is not my native language, so I was confused about whether I understood everything correctly.

I researched a bit about siren mythology, but there aren't many details. If I made any mistakes, please let me know and I'll make another one, okay?

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[azlrse]

[boyfriend gush/drabble: idia shroud ]

cw: fluff with minor angst, idia degrading himself but you comforted him

You wanna kiss his tummy until he's giggling non stop and his hair turning pink. You wanted see his expression with a blissful toothy grin and his eyes tearing up from the ticklish feeling from your kisses. The way he will look at you with so much love and adoration, knowing that he has someone who loves him for just the way he is, even his hermit, introverted lifestyle and someone who understands his social anxiety isn't something to be ashamed of.

Idia Shroud is so lucky to have you as his lover, his soulmate, his own significant other, his player 2 and the other piece of his heart. There's always a time that he'll have his breakdowns on how much of a loser he was, how pathetic he thinks towards other people and the thought of himself as the loser headwarden who only seeks out the comfort of his room, his interests, his younger brother and you. But you weren't having those words because the moment you speak quite the opposite of those traits, happy tears appeared on his face as he continuously placed his face on your stomach while hugging you from the waist.

"Remember, my blueberry muffin." You said, wiping his tears away. "You are unique for who you are, Idia. It also makes me sad that you think those thoughts. I love your hair, your interests, the way your voice sounds whenever you ramble that one video game you gained interest on. And I promise you that I won't leave you just because someone speaks ill of you."

Blueberry muffin, player 1, cutie and love....

Nicknames that he endeared so much that it doesn't fail him to become so flustered whenever you called him such names. In return, idia only calls you his sweetie behind closed doors.

Idia Shroud, the introverted man whom you loved so much until your last breath and you being his Persephone <333

Just Idia <333

note: want this but with your fave twst character? send me an ask!! <33

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[cvlutos]

♡ I.S | “Their intention was not to kiss Them” | FLUFF

Several miscalculations.

Several missteps. Several wrong ideas. And several horrible horrible instances that led him here. To this very moment. That has him wanting nothing more than to just curl up and die. Not to say that sitting here, in silence with you is bad. But you’re next to him. So close. So so close as he plays a game on his phone.

Silent yet watching him. You care. Not to say you didn’t, but he can feel his heart in his throat. His palms are sweaty and he keeps messing up. He sits rigid. Back uncomfortably straight, and legs tightly pressed together, forcing himself to stay still to the point it almost seems like his vibrating from nervousness.

You call his name, and he nearly screeches, fumbling his phone, before clutching it close to his chest. He whips his head towards you, golden eyes wide and fearful, you feel almost guilty when you ask him if he wants a snack or something to drink. You sit in awkward silence, before he shakes his head, that he totally wasn’t hungry and that his throat wasn’t drier than his dms. A clear lie. Yet when he sees you getting up—which in hindsight you were probably hungry or thirsty—he panicks. Grabbing you with a little to much force, yet standing at the same time. Dropping his phone hazardously.

He finds himself frozen, your lips are soft. Soft. Soft? He shrieks, face a deep shade of red, and hair wildly a mixture of pink and red. His hands cover his mouth, wide eyed, as if he had done the most unspeakable action.

He kissed you.

A real kiss. A real one.

Irl.

His world is spinning. And he feels corner. Waiting for you to shun him, call him a perv. Hate him. Yet when nothing comes and he looks at you, your stunned. Surprised but the action, even if unintentional. Yet happy. You’re happy? You slowly glance at him, fingers grazing over your lips, before drifting down to his phone and picking it up. Placing it on your coffee table. Mutter a soft ‘I’ll be in the kitchen.’

Several miscalculations. Yet led to the correct outcome.

For you, my knight <3 @bby-sparkler

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[cloudcountry]

Hi Auburn! Been thinking about the 1.8K event, and finally, after days of pondering; I have come to a conclusion.

For the Harveston Sledathon event, I think it would have been really cute if MC built a massive snow fort and absolutely SMACKED a sled boi of your choice in the face with snowballs. Just more fun winter hijinks and MC gets to start it. It can be platonic or romantic; whatever feels best/natural to you!

*aka it's hot here and I feel like Jack in the Tamashina event*

IDIA DESERVES TO GET SMACKED.

also i feel about its sooooo fucking hto in my room right nwo im so MAD.

its romantic bc i think it would be funny if idia crushed really hard on someone that just teased him constantly LMAO

once again if you see any typos NO YOU DONT

IDIA "WET CAT" SHROUD GETS PELTED WITH FROZEN WATER (1.8k details)

A cold shock smacks Idia right on the back of the neck, and he shrieks when snow falls into his warm coat. He hears you cackling from behind him, and as he whips around to face you, he comes face-to-face with another snowball.

Jade chuckles beside him at your antics, and Epel says something to the effect of “you’re on” as Sebek screeches, but all Idia can look at is you as you throw your head back and laugh at him. It shouldn’t be so attractive to him that you’re so competitive and start stupid competitions like this, but he can’t bring himself to yell at you like he would anyone else.

“Aren’t you going to join them? They seem to have singled you out.” Jade hums, staring at Idia with glittering eyes that scream danger.

Does Jade know? Or is he just pretending to know?! What would Azul do with the information that Idia has a pathetic little crush on the Prefect that enjoys teasing him relentlessly about the silliest of things?

“They just like picking on me, that’s all.” Idia shakes his head and huffs, trying to hide his hair under his hat (which is rapidly turning pink as he speaks), “You...You know, like normies do. I knew I never should have left my room, this whole trip was a bad idea.”

“Oh? Are you certain?” Jade hums, tilting his head to the side as he smiles his unnerving smile, “I was under the impression that their boldness and confidence had you enamored. Was I perhaps...incorrect?”

“Yes!” Idia yelps, a response that comes far too soon for it to be the truth.

Satisfied, Jade steps away.

“Well then. It would be a shame if the Prefect were to hear about you hating them.” Jade sighs mournfully, “If only your feelings were the opposite.”

Idia knows what he’s doing.

He knows what game Jade is playing.

And yet as the mereel walks away, he makes a noise that sounds like a strangled cough and runs to talk to you before Jade can.

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[ligeraaaa]

click image for bwtter quality omg what did tumblr do

I KNOW HE WOULD NEVER WEAR THIS

BUT !!! BUT !!!

AS AN IDIA KINNIENTYAT WOULD WEAR THIS THAT MEANS HE WOULD TOO !!!!!!

also guys SEND REQS OF CHARACTERS OR UR OCS PLS

ref+closeup utc !!

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[cup1dt3a]

Cat Videos

Summary: After Ortho asks you to go with him to deliver some papers from Idias teachers you get sidetracked and start watching cute cat videos with the introvert. What a peaceful afternoon right?

“ Please _____-san! You’re the first person who has the exact same likes and a few interest of his!” The robotic first year begged.

“ Fine Fine. I’ll go talk to him and bring the papers.” You sighed as he jumped with glee.

“ Thank you so much! I can’t believe Nii-San will finally have a friend! Maybe you’ll even get him out of his room?” He muttered after hugging you as he dragged you with him to his brothers dorm.

You had never met the dorm leader of the Ignyhide dorm yet but were friends with their brother somehow. The younger always complained about his brother never coming out of his room or having friends. Well maybe because he says that he will talk tot he Octavinelle dorm leader Azul more often. But besides that the robotic first year was overjoyed seeing that someone had some of the same interests as his older brother. But the only difference between the two of you was personally because you were a social butterfly or in other words an extrovert. So you were very talkative and loud while his brother was the opposite. Introverted, quiet, and very salty is what you’ve heard from other students.

As they hurriedly knocked on the door you heard the older shroud say “ What is it? If it’s about another dorm meeting I’m not going!”

“ It’s not that and you should go to those either way. Plus you should also stop using that tablet!” Ortho complained opening the door.

“ Wha.. What’s wrong with the tablet?” He questioned as you stood there invisible to them.

“ Your tablet is a sorry excuse of being lazy!” He bickered.

“ It’s not being lazy it’s being antisocial.” He stated while the younger added ” Well your antisocial-ness will be the death of you!”

You awkwardly cleared your throat to remind them of your presence through their brotherly bickering. The older Shroud jumped at your sudden appearance and the younger apologized for forgetting you. You hadn’t minded it but the awkwardness of it was just too much for you and instead of leaving you decided why not just stay right.

“ Who’s that Ortho?” Idia asked shying behind the younger while looked down annoyed at him.

“ That’s _____ a friend of mine who has some of the same interests as you! And some play from your classes.” He answered as he handed him the pile of paper work.

He just rolled his eyes placing it into a corner on nearby table with many other cluttered things. As the younger then beckoned the two of you goodbye he shut the door leaving you with the older shroud.

“ So…you like cats?” You asked as the akward silence was too akward again.

The conversation had gone onto the older perking up and then to you both watching cute cat videos on magitube. Currently you were watching a video of a kitten stretching its toe beans out.

“ Aww! They’re so cute!” You squealed with joy as Idia nodded.

You had both just been binge watching cat videos until the end of the day. It was until the younger had returned to see you both glued to a screen. Disappointing how it seemed neither of you even said a word towards each other.

Hello hope you all enjoyed I had just wanted to post something and Idia and cats are something I just wanted to write.

Hope you all have a good day/ that it gets better!

Sincerely-Cup1dT3a 💕

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[moxxbox]

Idia falling for a total normie, a normie who doesn't even use their phone normally! They don't understand most of the internet slang he says and he gets embarrassed trying to explain... Ortho helping him to plan a confession, and then halfway into actually doing the confession Idia gets to embarrassed to continue and runs away. Smacking his face into a wall💀. He comes to after with his head on your lap?!?! Thinking he died for a minute, he couldn't believe he was experiencing such an SSR event. He squeaks out a confession during that moment and you accept! He chose the right option in the event! Ortho is just glad his big bro is happy, and with someone who'll force him to go outside!

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[twisted-fishbaiit]

The gods have spoken!

I got my match made by @student-in-devildom

It came as a surprise when I got Idia but only because I don’t know too much about him. It was so nicely written and well thought of, which made me really happy! ^^

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