Crheativity - Sleepy Hollow

does anyone know how many flower things you need for the spring festival to beat Celine bc I got 34 ish and she won and now I'm making plans to kick her butt next year

Congratulations on 200! 🎉🎉🎉

Could I please request Trey and 9AM?

Thank you for your work!

WARNINGS: Trey might be slightly OOC I’m not sure-

COMMENTS: Absolutely! And thank you anon! :D also, sorry if this is a bit short. It’s very fluffy though!

“And… we’re done,” Trey said, taking the last batch of treats out of the oven.

You sank wearily onto a bench stool, folding your arms on the counter. You leaned comfortably on your arms, eyes fluttering closed.

You were exhausted. You’d offered to help Trey with cooking for the unbirthday party today. He warned you that it’d be hard - that you’d have to be at Heartslabyul by 4 am to get started - but you didn’t fully realise how tiring it would be. You were tempted to drift off right there at the bench.

You heard a chuckle and opened your eyes to find Trey smiling sympathetically at you. The quirk of his eyebrows and the kind, worried smile made your stomach do flips, and you hastily closed your eyes.

“Not used to the early mornings, huh?” Trey joked, sitting beside you.

“Not 3 am early.” You grumbled, and he laughed.

“Sorry about that. Usually I wake up a little later, but with the distance from Ramshackle to Heartslabyul… if I’d let you sleep in extra, we’d still be going by now. Which would mean the food would be too late.”

“That’s fair, I guess.” You adjusted your position to rub your eyes, stifling a yawn.

You felt something land on top of your head. You blinked, tilting your head. Trey chuckled, and you realised it was his hand. He ruffled your hair gently, and you had to bite the inside of your mouth to stop the stupid grin attempting to spread itself across your face. With how close you were, you hoped he couldn’t hear your heartbeat.

“You did good today, though. You should get some rest - there’s still a couple of hours before the Unbirthday party.”

You shook your head. “Nah, by the time I got home I’d have like 20 minutes to sleep, then come straight back.” You yawned fully this time, and Trey smiled sympathetically. “Besides,” you added, “there’s a little more to do, yeah? Like, setup ‘n stuff.”

“It’s alright, we can handle it. You can crash in my room - that way you won’t be at risk of falling asleep in your tart. I appreciate the offer, but right now it’s more important to me that you rest.”

Your eyelids were becoming heavier with each passing moment. You hummed tiredly, barely able to form a coherent response.

You heard Trey chuckle. “Alright sleepyhead, don’t fall asleep just yet. We gotta get you there first.”

You felt a strong arm slip around your waist. Trey lifted you off the chair, supporting you as best he could. Slowly, the two of you made your way to Trey’s room.

He gently set you down on his bed. You kicked your shoes off and sank into it, already half asleep. Trey smiled.

“I’ll wake you up when it’s time. Sleep well, Prefect.”

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Oh my GOSH THIS IS SO CUTE ANDHDJSNSBSH THANK YOUUU I love this so much 😭

Hi! I saw your post about asking moots who play Mistria to send you a request- is it okay if I send one? (Feel free to delete if not)

Could I request Eiland teaching you to play Dungeons and Drama ? I really wanna join in with them on game nights :c no pressure, though! And thank you :D

SUMMARY: eiland walks you through balor's D&D campaign.

COMMENTS: oh when i tell you i had a BLAST with this one. IVE NEVER PLAYED D&D HAVE MERCY ON ME. winter yearning is getting to me bad i miss cold weather. it makes me feel shit.

Eiland’s hand is warm in yours as you enter the Inn, the crisp night air rushing into the toasty warm building. Eiland takes great care in making sure you get inside first, his eyes trained on the scarf he wrapped around your neck and the cloak he let you borrow (read: forced you to wear.)

His chilly hands brush the bare skin of your neck as he adjusts the scarf, brow pinched in concentration. He looks so lovely when he takes care of you, pretty lips pulled into a cute frown and eyes focused entirely on you.

“Eiland, love, I’m okay.” you place your equally chilly hands over his, your mouth barely peeking out over the scarf.

He exhales softly, meeting your gaze, “I’m sorry darling, I just wanted to make sure—”

“Hey lovebirds! Over here!” a voice you recognize as Balor’s calls out to you, and when you turn he’s sitting at their usual table and waving you over.

It seems the rest of the players left two empty seats right next to each other, much to your embarrassment and Eiland’s delight.

“Well, Balor’s the DM this time around?” Eiland says, sounding far less soft than when he was talking to you, “It’ll be interesting to see what you have in store for us!”

You tune out the small talk, thanking Eiland quietly as he pulls out a chair for you, then sits down himself. The details of your character you made with Eiland rotate through your mind like a windmill, and you make doubly sure you haven’t forgotten a single thing. He was all too excited to help you pick out a race and a class and a bunch of other words you weren’t exactly sure about, he helped you roll for certain attributes and chatted your ears off about what each roll meant.

You were delighted to see him so excited. To think people got tired of his rambling about artifacts and history and fantasy. To think you were special enough for him to tell you everything first. To think you were sitting with him now, at the end of your fourth year in Mistria, planning on staying here forever and never seeing the capital again.

To think you found the love of your life here, in a town you came to help out with the promise of land.

“Are you ready, darling?” Eiland asks, smiling brighter than the lights in the Inn as he takes your hand, squeezing it.

You feel a surge of affection crash over your, your lips spreading into a wobbly, lovesick smile.

Oh, he looks so pretty.

“Yeah, yeah I am.” you reply, relaying the characteristics of your character and proudly showing off the dice set Eiland procured for you.

Balor jokingly offers to buy them off of you, saying they’re as pretty as real gemstones, but Eiland shoots that idea down faster than you can open your mouth.

And the campaign begins.

Mc/Yuu that when given genuine affection from their friends such as a small gift or just being told that they enjoy being around them, they just get really quiet and look at their friend with shock and disbelief, tearing up a little bit and just going "...oh..." in a real small voice.

Bonus points if they're not usually emotional like this.

It would be fun if it was the overblot gang since they just got some gifts themselves, or maybe ADeuce duo...idk man, I just want some wholesome friendship, I feel like there aren't enough fics like that in this fandom-

WARNINGS: Can be read as platonic or romantic, some of these might be longer/shorter than others, all of them care about you but (almost) all of them are bad with Emotions. also there are slight references to book 6 in Idia’s section if you squint

COMMENTS: AWH this is such a cute idea! And yes, there should definitely be more wholesome, platonic fics! Also, sorry these are short D:

Wait, crap, you’re tearing up? He just got you a present- are you okay?? He’s low key worried about you, unsure if this is just you being extremely excited about his (amazing) gift or if there’s something else going on. Either way, he’s quick to figure it out and reassure you as best he can. He’s torn between feeling bad about making you cry and being happy you liked his present so much. Either way, he pulls you into a hug and rubs patterns into your back until you feel better.

You’re crying?! Ohhhh crap oh crap oh crap- he doesn’t know what to do! Was his present that bad-? Once you reassure him and tell him you love it, he relaxes a little bit but is still clearly distressed. He isn’t very good at figuring out why you’re reacting this way, but his genuine care for you shines through and helps you feel a little more comfortable in his own way.

Wh-what?? Did he do something wrong-? He did a bunch of research, so he had assumed that this gift would be something you’d appreciate, not tear up over! Riddle is. Confused. And scared. He’s new to this whole “having friends” thing, and he thinks very highly of you, so the thought of messing up is pretty scary. He’s at quite a loss of what to do. When you reassure him and tell him you’re okay, he’s very relieved. He makes a note of how much you appreciated the gift and is determined to do more for you. If he has to get used to having friends, he wants you to get used to receiving the affection you deserve, too.

Awh, come on. You’re seriously tearing up over this? He ruffles your hair affectionately, giving you space to process your emotions while staying nearby. He doesn’t quite get what all the fuss is about - all he knows is he got you something and then you “exploded into tears” (you did not, he’s exaggerating). He sits with you until you feel better and tries to think of ways he could give you stuff without you “freaking out” like this. Maybe some money left in your pockets would be a good idea…

As soon as you tear up, he wants to go hide in his octo-pot. He knew it, it was a stupid idea. He should’ve gone with the other present idea, maybe then you’d be less disappointed. If you even still want to be friends with him after this. The moment you explain that you’re really happy, however, his mood does a complete 180, attempting to both comfort you and gloat a little at the same time. He would pat you a little awkwardly on the shoulder, wanting to express he appreciated your vulnerability. He’s definitely making notes on things he could spoil you with.

He freezes. Dang, he thought it was something you’d like. If not, that’s okay, he did keep the receipt. You can take it back to the store and get a refund if you’d- oh? You liked it? He’s another one that would try to comfort you and feel smug at the same time. The thought of making anyone but particularly you so happy is a little jarring to him, and your way of expressing emotions is definitely unexpected, but he’s glad he got you this. Maybe he’ll get you something better next time.

For once, Vil is speechless. For a moment he just kinda stands there in surprise, before sweeping you into his arms for a hug - completely ignoring how his clothes might crinkle. He didn’t think you would react that way, and - although he’s pretty sure you’re happy - he wants to comfort you anyway. Once you confirm you’re actually happy, he thinks your reaction is sweet and endearing and pure. He’s definitely buying you more things if this is your reaction to it,

The moment you say “oh” and start to tear up he’s internally going say sike rn. Bro was not prepared for Emotions. He can hardly handle his own feelings, why’d fate dump him with someone else’s?! Especially since they belong to someone he cares about. He’s not real good with other people, let alone taking care of them. He wishes Ortho was here - he could google Top 10 Ways To Comfort A Friend Who Randomly Starts Crying. Idia kinda just ends up patting your entire head awkwardly and saying “there there” through his tablet. He knows it’s pathetic, okay?

He’s utterly confused. He followed the Human Customs of buying a gift for someone you care about, why are you displaying a negative reaction? Was the gift not satisfactory? Lilia said this would be enough, although perhaps he should’ve gone with his original plan and bought you significantly more. Were you perhaps disappointed? Once you reassure him, he almost laughs. He thinks your reaction was very cute, he will be buying you significantly more things. Prepare yourself.

♥Thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed it!!♥

i've been working on translations for the fragmem live for the past little while, and they're finally complete! these translations consist of various parts of the first half (the 3dcg part) of all three shows!!

you can find the google doc of the translations here! enjoy!! :]