Hi, I Was Wondering If You Could Do A Malleus, Jamil, Leona, Vil, And Idia X Fem Reader, Where A Mix-up

Hi, I was wondering if you could do a Malleus, Jamil, Leona, Vil, and Idia x Fem Reader, where A mix-up with Valentine's Day gifts leads to Reader receiving a gift meant for the character in question, and the confusion might lead to an unexpected confession?

SUMMARY: you get a gift that was meant for the student you like, and the contents spur you to action.

COMMENTS: so usually its them getting jealous of you being courted but i decided hey its YOUR turn to be jealous. good luck!!

im a firm believer that anyone who says getting jealous when youre not dating is weird is the weird one. like obviously you'd be upset, you wanted to be with them and you're not. of course you feel bad. it's okay to feel bad??? like thats literally so normal. you dont have to be like "oh ofc im happy for them!!" like you can BE SAD. its okay.

You stare blankly at the box of chocolate in your hands, the gift crammed into your desk haphazardly. At first, you thought it was for you—that’s what anyone would assume, right? Except...the note on top of it is not addressed to you, but rather, the guy you like. It makes you wonder if this is some joke, or if one of his friends wanted you to deliver it for him. You pick at the heart sticker sealing the note shut and peel it open, taking a peak of the contents.

Your eyes wide and your heart lurches in your chest, panic and annoyance roaring like red hot flames as you read what sounds like a genuine confession of love. Someone had their eyes on him? How did you never notice?

Was it weird to get jealous? I mean, he’s not even dating you yet...you don’t even know if he feels the same way. You can’t deny it doesn’t feel good that there’s another student trying to woo him, though. You’ve been so scared up until this point, so nervous about what he might think, but the clock is ticking. You’ve got to tell him before it’s too late.

Leona cracks open a single eye when you softly knock on his door and enter, shutting the door behind you. With the look on your face, you’ve got something very serious to tell him.

“Woah there, herbivore. You look like someone died.” he yawns, flopping on his side as his tail flicks lazily behind him, “What’s got your face all twisted up?”

His eyes dart to the heart shaped box in your hand and his ears twitch. You look apprehensive—his smirk only grows when he realizes you’ve brought him an offering. How sweet.

“I like you. Romantically.” you blurt.

The second you say it you think about how many other ways you could have said that exact thing and sounded way smoother.

“Yeah, I figured as much. So you came to confess? I feel the same.” Leona yawns again, feeling a bit mischievous as he turns him back on you and yanks the covers over his head, “Well, goodnight then.”

“What...What the fuck, Leona?” you sputter, and he starts laughing harder than he’s ever laughed before.

Jamil wasn’t expecting to receive anything today. You can tell he wasn’t, because the second you walk into Scarabia his eyes go wide when he sees the chocolates and note. You don’t hand it to him though, and that makes him pause.

“Did something happen?” he asks softly, searching your face for an answer as you stare him down.

“I like you.” you blurt, and Jamil’s ears start to ring.

I like you...?

“What?” he clears his throat, shifting on his feet, “Sorry, did I hear you right?”

“Yeah. Yeah you did.” you reply immediately, as if there’s no room for doubt whatsoever.

“Oh.” he says, thinking a million thoughts at once and simultaneously nothing at all.

“Well? How do you feel about me?” you ask, and your voice shakes like you’re scared.

Jamil doesn’t know why you believe there’s room for doubt.

“I feel the same.”

And he smiles.

It's obvious that his words are awkward and reserved, but you know he doesn’t mean it in a bad way.

Vil’s pretty brow furrows in concern when he sees how upset you look, your whole body wound tight like you’ve never been so tormented in your life. You poor thing...you look so stressed out. He whisks you into his arms and into his room, where he sits you in front of his vanity and insists you tell him what’s wrong.

“These were on my desk.” you tell him, handing him the gift, “I can’t stand the thought of someone else confessing to you first. I wanted to tell you before it was too late.”

Vil reads the note in silence. He admits it's sweet, but it reads more like fanmail than an actual confession. He places it on the vanity and looks back at you, a tender look in his eyes.

“My dove...I love how bold you are.” he takes your hands in his, and goosebumps shoot up your arms at his gentle, perfect touch, “But you had nothing to worry about. I am yours.”

“I’m sorry, what!? Some extroverted rando wanted to confess their feelings to me!?” Idia shrieks, face twisting into a confused scowl, “Is that some kind of joke?”

You furrow your brow, a scowl of your own on your face as he jumps to the conclusion that it’s a joke.

“You’re really attractive Idia, you know that right? You’re handsome and smart and kind too!” you snap, feeling personally insulted by his assumption, “Don’t assume it’s a joke! I’m taking this very seriously!”

You toss the chocolates on his bed and hand him the note, crossing your arms over your chest. Idia reads through it but he doesn’t seem happy, his scowl planted firmly on his face.

“I don’t believe it.” he huffs, bringing his knees up to his chest and wrapping his arms around them, the note crushed in his fist, “Someone’s planning a prank on me.”

“Idia Shroud!” you kneel in front of him, placing your hands on his.

You don’t miss the way his hair flares pink.

“I’ll let you know that I like you very much! And I’m not joking with you one bit! I have never been more serious in my life!” you huff, squeezing his hands as you stare straight into his eyes, “So stop acting like anyone who loves you is foolish!”

Idia opens and closes his mouth like a fish out of water, the pink flames creeping up into the roots of his hair.

That’s enough of an answer for today.

“Child of Man...you mean another confessed their affections for me?” Malleus grumbles.

He’d looked so excited when you walked in with a gift in your arms, but the second he learned it wasn’t from you his eyes narrowed and his lips pulled into a pout. Was it raining outside now...?

“Yeah, that’s exactly what I mean. But...if I’m being honest, I don’t like it.” you huff, placing the gift on his desk, “I want you to be mine, and I want to be yours in return. Someone else having you doesn’t sit right with me.”

Oh, suddenly it’s sunny out. Huh. Wonder why that happened.

You slowly turn to look at Malleus.

 Sure enough, his lips are pulled into a bright smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he reaches for you.

“I’d be your everything if you’d let me” he croons, tucking you into his chest.

TAGLISTS -> leona's napping buddies . . . @loser-jpg @vivigoesinsane @dove-da-birb

-> jamil's jewels . . . @vivigoesinsane @identity-theft-101 @dove-da-birb

-> vil's spudlings . . . @cookiesandbiscuits @vivigoesinsane @dove-da-birb

-> idia's player twos . . . @vivigoesinsane @identity-theft-101 @dove-da-birb

-> malleus's most trusted . . . @vivigoesinsane @identity-theft-101 @rosalianel @dove-da-birb

leona kingscholar why do you do this to me....

3RD PRIZE WINNER, IDENTITY! (@identity-theft-101)

— SOFT MOMENTS WITH FLOYD LEECH (511 words)

To everyone else, Floyd Leech is rough. To you, Floyd Leech is the most gentle person you have ever met.

He fixes your crooked tie and smooths out the wrinkles in your vest each morning, brushing any stray eyelashes off your cheeks as you quip that his uniform is far worse. He makes sure you’re always presentable, and you make sure he looks even more disheveled by running your hands through his hair at every given opportunity. He looks like an attention starved puppy when you play with the strands, ruffling them every which way.

Floyd brings you pebbles he picks up when he wants your praise and head rubs, knowing that you understand his courting gestures even though others do not. You give him things you find around campus as well, whether it’s a bird feather or a shiny bottle cap or a spare coin left under the cafeteria table. He accepts each and every gift with delight, thankful he has someone like you by his side.

His heart pitter patters even harder for you when you hand him your jacket, whether it be too big on you or fits you just right, whenever it's raining. He doesn’t need it (really, he doesn’t), but he would be a fool to turn it down and reject your kind offer. Besides, that just means he gets to wrap you up in the jacket too as you run through the rain, maybe even lifting you into his arms as you curl up against his chest if the rain starts coming down heavier.

Floyd adores having you close just as much as he adores surprises from you. One of his favorite forms of affection is having you tackle him, running full speed towards him with a bright grin, launching off the ground with a yell of his name and he catches you in his arms. He’s never missed even once, not when he’s distracted or upset. He’ll catch you no matter what, squeezing you tightly (just the way he knows you like.)

Tackling him isn’t the only way you surprise him. Usually people on campus are too scared to mess with him, but he does occasionally get the little guppies who want to pick a fight with him. He never thinks they’re worth squeezing, especially when he’s in a bad mood (and especially when he’s with you.) He doesn’t need your protection—you and him both know that—but that doesn’t stop you from jumping in his opponents line of fire to yell at them to stop antagonizing him. You protecting him is enough to send both of them into shock, Floyd’s joyful laughter ringing throughout the school.

Ah, his little shrimpy is so cute! Jumping to his defense like he’s about to do something bad...you should know better than anyone that he doesn’t need help, but the fact that you run to his side, bristling as if you can defend him—he’d be lying if he said it didn’t amuse him. You’re just too cute for your own good, really. He loves you so much.

-> floyd's fishies . . . @cookiesandbiscuits @vivigoesinsane @identity-theft-101 @welcometomypersonalhell098 @dove-da-birb

WOAHAHEGEGAHEGEGAGGGGEGHHHH!!!!!(glad u like my lil goober)

my cringe (lovingly) yuusona :3 (his name is misspelled its yao lotuslay💀)

he’s my silly little guy that is literally just me

he just wants to be friends with everyone and to help where he can. but unfortunately NRC is infected with Asshole Disease…..yao works at both the Monstro Lounge and Sam’s Mystery Shop bc hes single mom core </3 plus a lil picrew bc why not

ty @azulashengrottospiano for the idea 😈

i like to think that my yuu slowly wormed his way into octatrios hearts. he works at monstro lounge as a waiter and all of them surprisingly have a good relationship.

For Azul, Yao would do his best to lighten his workload. post chapter 3, yao is very aware of his level of diligence that borders on self-destructive and WANTS to help. azul sees it and has no idea how to feel about it. like sometimes yao manages to talk down floyd from squeezing some poor customer. even if it doesn’t work most of the time, it saves azul’s from added stress. he already has enough to worry about. but he HATESSS having favors unpaid so bad and curses yao for his efficiency. i imagine yao stumbling across azul during a late night shift: basically swamped with invoices. he just quietly sits down and asks if he has authority to write off on them (“I don’t expect anything from this, you know..” “Prefect, you know I am the last person to accept that sentiment. But, thank you.”)

Floyd is. An interesting case. He enjoys bothering Yao on and off shift—effectively hunting him down in the halls AND Monstro Lounge. Thing is that Yao doesn’t seem to mind, not even the squeezes(SO LONG AS FLOYD DOESN’T BREAK BONES OR SMTH). Floyd seems entertained by Yao’s somewhat honest and straightforward nature so he sticks around. Sometimes when he is in his bad moods, he seeks out Yao and just. drapes himself on him. (“Hm? Him? He’ll be okay, what were you saying?”) The Adeuce duo is NOT happy with their little arrangement.

Jade, like Floyd, is refreshed by Yao’s personality. With a guy like Azul as a boss, you come to just expect 4D chess moves from everyone—and Yao isn’t even playing a game. bros just tryna live life. they have pleasant conversation at work and school(somehow yao keeps coming across him in the halls even though they share different classes….DID JADE MEMORIZE HIS ROUTE). yao sometimes pops into the mountain lovers club for the beautiful mushrooms jade cultivates or the hikes—both giving him great pictures. the tweels also tend to team up when pranking or messing with yao…they suck </3(/hj)

The Stitch Event with Floyd and Yuu being a couple lives rent free in my head. They get to do couple things while everyone but Ace, Jack, Grim and Lilia look surprised and confused by it. Floyd is kinda handsy, he really likes the summer outfit Yuu has on. Yuu, in turn, can't keep her eyes off Floyd and his outfit. The others are seeing, technically, a very docile Floyd with a very relaxed Yuu.

Azul has caught the pair dancing on the beach at night, and it's not a high energy dance, it's a soft slow dance with Yuu laying her head on Floyd's chest and Floyd has his head on top of hers. Riddle caught Floyd in the room Stitch built for Yuu (per Riddle's request), but they were both cuddling on the bed and fast asleep. Lilia caught them sneaking around several times. Jack once found them in the morning swinging on the hammock together. Ace saw them surf together, with Yuu teaching Floyd a few tricks. Grim, to combat Floyd being all over Yuu, has worked his way between the two while pouting.

Everyone can agree on the same thing tho, Floyd and Yuu were weirdly cute during the vacation.