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This is my first time requesting here, so...

Hi! Mind if I send in a request? Hear me out: the track club bois, the basketball club bois and the spelldrive club bois getting a kiss on the cheek from the reader after a successful game/track meet

A KISS FOR THE VICTOR

SUMMARY: After a successful club meet, you give them a kiss on the cheek! How do they react?

WARNINGS: Some of these may be out of character (I’m sorry I still have no clue how to write Jack, Leona and Floyd)

COMMENTS: Hi! Sorry it’s taken me so long to get to this request, there were a lot of boys hehe! I hope you don’t mind but since there are a lot I did shorter headcanons instead of a full thing for each boy. Also, since I have no experience writing kisses yet, I just did their reactions. I hope that’s okay! This is such a cute prompt though, thank you so much for requesting it!!

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TRACK CLUB

Jack froze, his eyes going wide. He coughed into his fist and looked away, desperately trying to regain his composure. A herculean feat, considering how adorable you looked gazing up at him like that. He smiles at you hesitantly - a small, wavering smile, before his cheeks go pink and he turns away to talk to his teammates. Although it seems he does not care, a keen eye will notice how his ears won’t stop twitching and his tail keeps wagging. 

Poor boy stopped responding immediately. He tripped on the sidewalk and almost fell over, he got so flustered. He can’t concentrate on anything now. He’s really sorry, he’s trying his best to listen to what you have to say, but his mind is replaying that kiss over and over… He can’t look you in the eye for the next few days. The moment he gets to crash in his room, he calls his mum. He briefly talked about his match, but mostly talked about you. How does he talk to you again after that?? He might be a little awkward over the next couple of days, but know that you’re constantly on his mind and in his heart.

BASKETBALL CLUB

Oh? You’re gonna give him a kiss? Well tough luck, he expects one every match from now on! So what if he doesn’t win? He wants one anyway! That’s how you can cheer him up after a match from now on!  But in the moment, he’s picking you up and spinning you around. His face is very red - whether from the exercise or from you, it’s hard to tell, but the bright red ears are a dead giveaway. He’s not gonna forget what you did, and loves to remind you - in the hopes that you’ll do it again.

Time stops for him and he stares at you, dumbfounded. His face heats up and boy does he wish he had his hood right now. He can’t talk to you or face you for the next hour as he struggles to figure out what to say. He does however feel really smug. Everyone in the match did super well, but he was the only one who got a kiss! From you! Ha! …wait. He was the only one who got a kiss. From you. He’s confused and flustered all over again. Please confess to him before he goes insane.

Ehhh~? Shrimpy’s giving him a kiss? Only one on the cheek? Screw that, he’s gonna give you an actual kiss! And a squeeze to boot. The moment you give him a kiss he registers that kisses are okay in whatever relationship you and he have and boy is he gonna abuse that. What are the two of you? He doesn’t care as long as you don’t, but if he makes you uncomfortable then he wants to know. Like Ace, he’s going to be expecting one for every match now, but if you don’t give him a kiss for some reason that won’t stop him giving you one~!

SPELLDRIVE CLUB

You thought Ace was bad? Leona’s gonna be so much worse. He doesn’t tease you quite as much, but he’s going to be incredibly smug, both after the track meeting and for the next couple of weeks after. Please be prepared for suddenly more Leona in your life, as the moment you press a kiss to his cheek he’s going to take that as a rite of passage to be almost constantly around you. He will encourage you to ditch class with him as much as possible. He just wants to spend more time with you now, and after that kiss, surely that means you want that too, right?

Ruggie nervously laughs it off, his cheeks going bright pink as he fumbles for something to say. He honestly, genuinely wasn’t expecting it - you managed to catch him so off guard that he doesn’t quite know how to act. Ah, but he’s not upset! He’s exactly the opposite of that, if anything. Elated, maybe? Who cares, his crush just kissed him! He is going to be bragging so hard to Leona and anyone who’ll listen afterwards. Maybe he’ll start giving you a couple more snacks - with a kiss as payment of course! Shishishi.

LET’S FREAKING GOOO. wait. Did you just kiss me-? Epel was in such a good mood after his match that his brain didn’t fully register that you just kissed him. He takes a break from celebrating for a moment to double check. When you confirm that yes, in fact, you did kiss him, his cheeks go apple red and he starts celebrating way harder. Calm down? He can’t calm down, this is the best day of his life! He won a match and got a kiss from a cutie to boot! The only thing that makes him calm down a little is Vil threatening to smack him with his shoe.

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

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!!♥

OMG MY HEART💟💟💟💟💟💟 They all are mad cute for doing that especially riddle. Thank you @glass-cage-of-emotion-12​ for doing my request

Since New Years has happened can you do headcannons with the Heartslabyul dorm and kissing them when the clock strikes 12 AM for New Years, I know a lot of people kiss once new year starts and it would be very cute to see with the Heartslabyul characters, Thank You and Happy New Year💖❤️🥳

Thanks for being patient! I can't write the Adeuce combo very well, but I hope this was worth the wait~

New year's kiss with Heartslabyul

Riddle

You wait eagerly by your window for the fireworks, watching the clock countdown to midnight. Riddle walks into the room with two cups of tea.

"Oh, thank you," you smile, taking a sip.

"Yes, of course," he cleared his throat, looking away.

"What's wrong?"

He looks at you for a second, then looks away again. A pale blush blooms on his cheeks. "It's...I..."

The clock strikes 11:59 p.m.

He takes a shaky breath, hands clenched by his sides.

"Riddle?" You raise an eyebrow, putting down your cup. "What-"

He leans forward, pressing a shy peck to your lips. You stare at him, stunned. He looks away.

"Don't look at me like that. Cater told me about this tradition, and I thought you would like it, so..."

Trey

You lean on the railing of your balcony, peering at the bustling students below. Someone is setting up some fireworks, shouting about hoping it doesn't backfire. You smile.

"Are you hoping for something?" Trey comes up to you, leaning on the railing as well. "You've had this anticipating expression for a while now."

You shake your head, playing coy. "It'll be a new year soon. Of course I'm excited."

'Is that all?"

"Yeah," you drawl, nodding your head dramatically. "That's totally all."

He chuckles. "Are you waiting for a...kiss, perhaps?"

"How'd you know?" You feign surprise.

"Cater wouldn't keep quiet about it," he rubbed his neck sheepishly. "Or anyone in a relationship for that matter."

You check your watch. It's almost time. "You wouldn't want do miss out on the fun, yeah?"

'No, I wouldn't," he leans closer, letting you close the gap.

Ace

"C'mon~" You whine.

"This new year's kiss thing is stupid," he rolls his eyes.

"No it isn't."

"Yes it is," he crosses his arms with a huff. "I'm not doing such a stupid thing."

The fireworks go off, colours bursting in the sky.

"Ace, we're going to be late," you say urgently.

"Good," he stubbornly keeps his arms crossed, even when his cheeks tint with pink.

You scoff, cupping his cheeks and pulling him forward. The last of the fireworks blossom skyward, only for more to follow soon after.

He pulls away and covers his mouth. "..I told you this was stupid."

"You're just saying that because you're embarrassed," you smirk, pulling him in for another kiss.

Deuce

For his credit, he had done a pretty good job at hiding his nervousness. As long as you ignored the way he wiped at his chin and scrunched up his pants every few seconds, you wouldn't even notice that he was panicking internally.

"You don't have to do it if you don't want to," you try to reassure him.

"No, no," he pats away the wrinkles of his pants. "I'll do it."

The clock ticks on. One minute to midnight.

"Okay," you nod.

He stalks over to you and takes a deep breath, still wringing his hands. You lean closer with a smile to encourage him. Cute.

He tries to get it over with quickly, a little too quickly, and ends up smashing his lips against yours. You both jerk away with a yelp. your lips sting with static, and you lift a hand to try and soothe it.

What a way to start the new year.

Cater

"You know, I was actually impressed for a second there. Then you pulled out your phone."

Cater looks up from the cheese and crackers he had been arranging on a tray. "Come on, Sunshine. It's just a few pictures. then I'll turn my phone off and focus all of my attention on you~"

You raised an eyebrow. "Promise?"

"Cay-kun never goes back on a promise," he winks.

You decide to forgive him for now, if only to start the new year without any grudges.

"Okay, first order of business," he grins, holding up his phone on a selfie stick. "Does this angle look good?"

"It looks fine."

He shifts a bit to the left. "That's better."

You lean closer, wanting to get it over with. Your lips brush and...

The fireworks go off with a bang, startling the both of you.

With a jump, he presses the button, the click of a picture taken drowned out by the fireworks still going strong. This year's kiss really didn't go according to plan, huh?

How Do They Apologize To You When They Make You Upset/Mad Part 1/2 - Ace Trappola

Ace was being his annoying self as always, bragging about something while you and the other Heartslabyul members were sitting in the cafeteria of NRC. Some were listening to him, but others tuned him out, like you. Ace had this side to him when you first met at the Great Seven statues, laughing that a plain human like you made a mockery of yourself at the opening ceremony. He wasn't as bad the more you got to know him, but there were certain parts of his personality that still ticked you off. "Y/N? Y/N?!", Ace was waving his hand in your face to get your attention. "Oh I'm sorry, I was thinking about something.", you said, while giving Ace an apologetic smile. "Its fine, I was wondering if you wanted to help me with my alchemy homework?" Ace said, while everyone turned their attention to you and Ace, especially Riddle as he was surprised Ace was thinking about his studies for once. "Um, why are you asking me for help? I'm sure Riddle or Trey could help you." You said, as you glanced over at Riddle and Trey with your eyes. "Ace, while I approve of you thinking about your assignments, Y/N is still considered a new student since they are not from here." Riddle said, as he looked at you with soft eyes, and back to Ace with a more stern gaze. Ace's face was blank for a second, until he smirked and leaned back on his chair, " Aha, I forgot Y/N is completely useless since they don't know a thing about magic." Everyone looked at Ace with a glare, especially Deuce who was sitting next to you. "I'm surprised you're still here at Night Raven, despite being a magicless human. I was expecting Crowley to have sent you on your way by now." The whole table was shocked as they turned to look at you, and noticed the small tears that were welling up in your eyes, as you got up silently from the table and walked away without a word. No one said anything, but Deuce was the first to react as he grabbed Ace by the collar, "WHY YOU! HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT TO Y/N?!?!!? Deuce was getting ready to punch Ace in the face, but he was stopped by Trey as he grabbed his arm, stopping the fist from connecting. "What are you getting mad at me for?!, Ace said, as he looked at everyone, confused, wondering why they were all mad at him. "ACE!!! YOU BETTER GO AND APOLOGIZE TO Y/N RIGHT NOW, OR SO HELP ME, IT WILL BE OFF WITH YOU HEAD!!!!!!, Riddle screamed at Ace, with his signature red face, while Cater was behind Riddle, ready to hold him back from doing something similar to what Deuce did. Trey looked at Ace then gestured for Ace to go and find you.

How Do They Apologize To You When They Make You Upset/Mad Part 2/2 - Ace Trappola

"….", Ace was silent, as he got up from his seat and headed towards the door, searching for you. "What is their problem? I was just speaking the truth." Ace was thinking as he looked in every classroom, seeing if he could spot you. Last place for Ace to check was the library, since he had no luck with the classrooms. Ace entered into the library, and saw that no one was inside, yet he heard the sound of sobbing, and turned back around. Ace ventured further into the library, spotting you, sitting down against one of the bookshelves with your legs against your chest, hiding your face. Ace sat down next to you, leaning against the bookshelf. "Are you okay?", Ace said as he kept staring at you with a worried expression. "AM I OKAY?! NO I AM NOT OKAY!!!!", You screamed as Ace looked at you, shocked. "I KNOW I HAVE NO MAGIC AND I KNOW I SHOULDN'T EVEN BE HERE IN THIS WORLD, BUT I'M DOING MY BEST TO FULFILL MY ROLE HERE AT NRC. "MAGICLESS HUMAN, MAGICLESS HUMAN", I'M SICK AND TIRED OF EVERYONE CALLING ME THAT, AND I THOUGHT AFTER RIDDLE'S OVERBLOT, YOU AND EVERYONE ELSE WOULD HAVE STOPPED CALLING ME THAT AND CONSIDER ME A FRIEND, BUT APPARENTLY I'M STILL THE MAGICLESS USELESS HUMAN TO YOU!!!" Your voice echoed throughout the whole library, while Ace took it everything you said, mouth agape. Once you finished, you turned away and wiped your tears with your sleeve. Ace felt so guilty, as he regretted saying what he said before. Ace wrapped his arms around you, with his chin nuzzling your head. "I'm sorry Y/N, I should have never called you that. You're not useless. You're amazing. You helped me when I was kicked out of Heartslabyul and defended me when Riddle collared us at the unbirthday party." You felt Ace's arms squeeze you tighter as you felt a wetness on the top of your head, as you realized Ace was crying as well. "You also helped us during the overblot, and saved Riddle. You're not the magicless human anymore, you are Y/N, the most amazing person I have met and my best friend." You listen to Ace's words, and a smile appeared on your face, as you lifted your arms up, and wrapped them around Ace's torso, hugging him closer. "Thank you, Ace. I forgive you, and I will be happy to help you with your homework as well." , you said with a laugh. Sounds of laughter came from Ace, as he continued to hug you while positioning one of his hands to the top of your head, giving you a comforting head pat.

I CAN’T STOP SCREAMING!!!!!!! Lord I give anything to see fanart of the reactions❤️❤️❤️❤️ Great Job @ceruleancattail , would love to see a part 2 and maybe part 3 😁

aaa could i get ace, riddle, and floyd where reader keep coming up behind them and kissing their neck?,, if not that's okay!!

Smooching their Neck

Ace x reader, Riddle x reader, Floyd x reader

Ace

The first time your lips brush against the nape of his neck, Ace's cheeks are flaring up.

A bright, lively scarlet.

Almost the same shade as the ribbon fluttering on his arm, even not more vibrant. Ace’s sharp tongue seems intent on twisting itself in knot after knot. His words come out in stutters, quaking like a sole leaf caught in the passion of a storm.

Caught in the passion of your love.

See, as much as Ace likes to think himself as the most suave, romantic Casanova to ever walk this earth, he’s remarkably susceptible to sudden shows of affection. Tease him back, and he folds faster then a hand of cards.

Ace is putty in your hands, truly. Apply some loving tender affection, and he’s melting into you. Just… don’t get too carried away with the teasing, alright?

Or else, Ace just might decide to have a little fun of his own.

“Oi ! What d’ya think you’re doing ? All cutesy-like, hiding behind my back like that… How about you come over here ?

Give me a real kiss, this time.”

Riddle

Riddle’s pretty similar to a traffic light.

Everything he feels is prominently displayed on his face. His anger, dark crimson spots on both of his cheeks, eyebrows scrunched together. Happiness, with all the tension just melting away from his face, a smile gracing his lips.

Embarrassment, with the back of his neck glowing red-hot. A scarlet blush spreads over most of his skin, blooming like wildflowers. The curve of your mouth, the plush of your lips, the careful, careful way you seem to press them right against the nape of his bare neck?

It’s heavenly, truly.

Unconsciously, Riddle finds himself leaning closer to you. Meeting your touches with sighs of relief, and little chuckles, as light as a rose’s petal.

Affection takes on a whole new meaning for Riddle, if you’re the one granting it.

“ Just what do you mean by… by this ? Affection?It wasn’t the most unpleasant feeling, actually….

Could… could you give me another ?”

Floyd

Floyd’s usually the one giving the surprises.

Once you’re too used to being the perpetrator, it’s quite easy to get complacent. Comfortable enough to let your guard down. Lo and behold, Floyd left himself unguarded around your lips.

His first reaction was honestly to freeze. Sitting there, spellbound. Processing whatever you’ve just done to the nape of his neck. It tingles, long after your lips left his skin.

A prickly sort of warmth, surging into his very bones. A comforting sensation… much like a treasured knitted sweater, yanked on during cold wintery days.

It’s a nice feeling, actually.

Floyd’s heart has gone all fluttery inside, thanks to you. What are you going to do to make up for that, shrimpy? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, so they say.

It wouldn’t be fair for you to rile him up like this, and come out fully unscathed, right ? Floyd going to wrap you in his arms, and squeeze you all tight. You’re just so adorable !

“Ehh…. Just one kiss, shrimpy? How about another, hmmm?

Maybe on the lips this time?

First Years with a reader who sings like the Japanese singer "Ado"

Thank you @fightmeucowardlmao for the suggestion of doing the First years for the Ado reader. Enjoy everyone :)

Ace Trapolla🍒

🍒Ace reaction was literally the shocked pikachu face when he found out that you were a singer. This whole time he has been friends with you since you first arrived to this world, and he find out NOW THAT YOU WERE A FAMOUS SINGER?!??

🍒He was a little bratty with you that you didn't tell him at first, but he got calm down after a while. You thought he was annoying at first, but he turns it up a notch to a whole other level with you as he's going to be popping up all the time whenever you are recording a song. He will literally be in the corner of the room, making silly faces at you to make you laugh or doing random card tricks to distract you.

🍒Despite that, he will be a bit more supportive and make sure you are good after a session or event since he can imagine being a very popular singer will come with problems and stressed. Expect to find a lot of notes with silly/sweet writings on them, along with some cherry flavored candies to help soothe your vocal cords.

🍒Your voice constantly plagues his mind now wherever he goes. He spends more of his time listening to your songs in class and during basketball practice then actually paying attention (but lets be honest, Ace isn't paying attention to ANYTHING in class).

🍒His favorite song of yours is a cover that you did called "Overdose" , he enjoys the beat of the song. He gets that the song is about a toxic/additive behaviors of a relationship, but that's not gonna stop him from enjoying the song.

Deuce Spade♠️

♠️It was actually accidental when Deuce discovered your talent. You were in your dorm room, hitting a high note as you were recording one of your songs until you heard the door open and saw Deuce standing there, like a dear in headlights. The both of you just stared at each other, until Deuce snapped out of it and ran out of your room yelling "SORRY".

♠️He did come back after a while and kept apologizing for disturbing you, but you said it was fine. He shyly said your singing was beautiful and you smiled and thanked him. You both chatted a bit more and he then discovered that not only did you sing very well, but that you were a very famous singer.

♠️Deuce already thought you were amazing to begin with, and now that he just discovered your singing talent, he basically idolized you. He couldn't get over how different you were when you sang, it almost reminded him in a way as he had two sides to himself (his honor student side and his delinquent side).

♠️This boy was basically a cute bodyguard for you, he would always be there to make sure you were doing well and making you some dishes that his mom always made for him, but he would also be very protective of you if a big fan ran up to you and started talking to you.

♠️His favorite song of yours is "Show", He loves seeing confidence that you display when you sing this song. Not only that but he loves the main message of the song is just being yourself and stepping into the spotlight

Jack Howl🐺

🐺Jack realized right away there was more to you that meets the eye, especially after Leona's overblot. He observed how kind and naive you were, but very strong-willed, and he respected that. Jack discovered your singing during one of his morning runs, as his ears twitched upon hearing the sound of someone singing.

🐺He scouted for where the sound was coming from, and he saw you leaning against one of the trees, with a pad + pen out, humming to yourself. Shocked was the first emotion that Jack felt when he discovered that sound was coming from you, as he had no idea that you could sing, and so beautifully at that.

🐺You heard the sound of swishing next to you as you looked up and saw that Jack was a few feet away from you with a surprised look, and his tail wagging like crazy. Smiling, you greeted him and ask if he was okay cause his tail was moving quite rapidly. Jack jumped and immediately, grabbed his tail to stop it from moving, saying it was nothing, but also looking away from you, saying that you sang really well, with a flushed face.

🐺After telling him that you were a very popular singer, Jack became more interested in your talent. He usually wasn't very interested in things other then sports or working out, but you were beginning to change his mind. Your music videos were very well animated and your voice range was insane.

🐺He would always check up on you whenever he saw you, making sure you were healthy and not straining your voice too much. He may seem like a tough guy, but his tail would always betray him whenever he saw you. His favorite song of yours " Ashura-chan", he liked how powerful your voice was in the song and how the song was about breaking free.

Epel Felmier🍎

🍎Epel could only described your singing with one word, BADASS! He was not expecting you to have such an amazing voice, and not only could you sing really well, but you could hit many different genres with your voice.

🍎Epel thought you were just a cute and delicate gal, like many people thought he was, but when he discovered your singing, you proved him dead wrong. He saw how wild and full of life you were when you singed, which he kinda envied since he couldn't be like that because of his dorm. He could sing too, but he wasn't as good as Vil or you, so he wouldn't mind learning some singing tips from you.

🍎He wonder why you didn't show your face in the music videos or concerts that you held. It worried him that it was probably a self-esteem thing, but you told him that it was what made you comfortable, so he left it alone.

🍎You offered him backstage concert tickets for your show, so he could enjoy them as well as not being noticed by someone he knew from his dorm or rook for that matter. Your concerts were the best as it was the only time he could be his true self and rock out to your songs.

🍎Epel would send you yummy apple treats + warm apple cider for you as little acts of kindness and to also check in on you since last thing he wanted was your wind pipes to be sore from performing. His favorite song of yours is "FREEDOM", he liked how it was about embracing your true self and breaking out from what people expected out of you.

Sebek Zigvolt⚡️

⚡️Hmph, Sebek wasn't really impressed with a meager human like you. He still couldn't fathom how you were still at this school, despite having no magic whatsoever, but he had seen how determined you were with certain things and also noticed how Malleus would brighten up whenever he saw you, so he suppose he could tolerate you, as long as you didn't cause trouble for the Young Master.

⚡️He discovered your singing talent when he arrived to your dorm, to return a book you had lent to him, only to hear the sounds of the shower running and you singing coming from the bathroom, and it left him stunned. Once you left the bathroom, you were surprised to see Sebek standing in the middle of your room, with shining eyes like he just found the most amazing thing ever.

⚡️Sebek ran towards you and lifted you up in the air, with a huge smile on his face. "HUMAN!! YOU DID NOT TELL ME YOU COULD SING SO WELL. I'M A THOROUGHLY IMPRESSED. OH YOU MUST SING FOR THE YOUNG MASTER WHEN IT IS HIS BIRTHDAY. IT WILL BRING HIM MUCH JOY!" After about a few minutes of him yelling in excitement and shaking you, you told him if it was possible to put you down, which he did with a red faced as he realized he probably made you a bit uncomfortable.

⚡️You told Sebek that you were happy he liked your singing so much, and that you wouldn't mind singing for Malleus for his birthday and that you could also sing one for his birthday if he wanted. Sebek widen his eyes at that as he didn't think you would sing for him as well, and he looked away, red faced saying he would enjoy that in a soft tone that shocked you as you expected him to yell that out.

⚡️Sebek later found out that you were a famous singer from your world and that you had music videos that he could watch if he wanted. Sebek wasn't into the arts/technology all that much as he was more fond of magic and strength, but he would feel it would be rude to if he didn't, so he decided to try it out.

⚡️Sebek later went from being a slight acquaintance to your biggest supporter. He would often leave very long comments in all caps on your music video showing his support, which made you smile, and he would arrive to your dorm whenever he had time to see how you were and not to push yourself since you were still human and didn't want suffering from an ailment.

⚡️His favorite song of yours is the cover of "Senbonzakura". He found the lyrics to be very beautiful and how it was about war and revolution.

(art credit to kaaaa369 on danbooru)

based off of @yuri-is-online talking about aceyuu 🥺🥺🥺

Sick!Yuu and Ace 🥺

Theyre waiting for Deuce to be done with track

timeskip (?) 🥺

Time travelling Aceyuu!kid

Ace: I been wondering. Do we even need a vet at this school?

Vet!Yuu: Of course we do! Do you know how many animals we have on campus! Riddle's hedgehogs and flamingos, Vil's peacocks, every beastmen, Crowley's crows, Trien's geriatric cat, Crewel's dogs, every student familiar, and Grim. I have alot of patients and I don't get paid enough to hide Sebek's pills in cheese.

Ace: Wait you give him pills?

Vet!Yuu: Not as much a Jack but Jack will eat anything if I put pear jam on. Once I just put it on a spoon with his iron tablets and he didn't hesitate.

When your Prince Charming arrives || First Years x Reader

What if someone from RSA seemed to be your dreamed lover?

Ace Trappola

It isn’t easy to make Ace seriously worried, about something that wasn’t caused by his friends, wanting to get revenge on his poor—as they defined them—jokes.

From the first sight he knew, that a boy, who “accidentally” bumped into you, was a danger. Some kind of.

He seemed just… too perfect: tall, muscular, with beautiful hair and natural charm, charisma. His clothes complemented the colour of dark as cosmos eyes, and his manners were impeccable. Ace started doubting that even Vil Schoenheit himself could point out anything to him, but he wouldn’t bet on his arm.

With each trait, something was pushing Ace away from the boy more and more.

If he hasn't paid much attention to him, then you definitely did. By the time the day was over, you managed to tell him ten times how he helped you get up—"You fell because of him," Ace replied while rolling his eyes—and characterized the boy verbally, so that no teacher would complain about not enough words on your opinion essay.

“Agh, enough-!” Ace got upset when, even while playing cards, you didn't talk about anyone else but that handsome hero who helped you get up faster than Ace did. He got up from the floor. “Marvel at him in his face! He will certainly want to hear all these compliments in person.”

He stormed out of the room before you could stop him.

His arms were shaking once he got out of the dorm, to the Rose Maze. He emanated with anger and grief; he swore to himself, that he will kick this guy from RSA the time he sees him. Though he wasn't sure... would you be mad at him...?

“Wait, Ace!” you had to run as fast as you could to catch up with the boy and bump hard into him. You hugged his waist tight, worried that he would run away as soon as you loosened your grip. “Sorry. I really didn't mean to upset you.”

Ace turned around to see your eyes. The corners of his mouth quivered before twitched into a weak smile.

"It's alright," he said, but his voice slowly cracking. “The better one wins, right?”

"Of course," you tightened your embrace so that your cheek was pressed tightly against Ace's body. “I won't be with any guy who can't destroy a chandelier with friends.”

The boy took a deep breath before finally wrapping his arms around you.

The warmth he felt from you and the one inside him caused a strange feeling in his stomach and chest. He didn't know exactly what he felt, but he didn't mind at all.

“Out of my advantages, you chose this particular one?” He said, his face showing a mischievous, a bit mocking, but still friendly smile. "I guess it was at the top of such a long list as ‘Advantages of Ace’"

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Deuce Spade

Deuce didn’t know what feeling was responsible for twisting his stomach, once he saw you and a boy from RSA, introducing him to some NRC classes.

Does his dark, rebellious side finally want to see the light of day?

Not as much as he wanted to hit that boy, he’d rather preferred to take you somewhere far away from him. From everybody.

“Someone's jealous!” Ace laughed when Deuce told him about his worries.

“Again, why did I come to you with this...?” The dark-haired man sighed, placing his hand on his hair and tightening it tightly. "You really think I'm, uh, jealous?"

“And not?” Ace tucked his hair back, laced the fingers of his hands together, and blinked several times. “Oh! My hero!” He said in a squeaky voice. “I will have to give up my lovely Deuce for you because you helped me up. A~aah!”

Deuce snorted and slapped Ace on the forehead. He fell onto the bed. The redhead burst out laughing as he looked at the nervous, sulking Deuce.

“Go Deuce,” he said, sitting down on the bed, still with an amused sparkles in his eyes. “Fight!”

Without waiting for any further words of encouragement, Deuce ran out of the room, towards the school. He went through all important, busier spots in the school before he found you in the cafeteria.

Of course, with that RSA guy.

He felt his body tighten like a tight string as you spotted him between the heads of the other students and waved at him.

"This is Deuce, my boyfriend," you introduced the boy to your dinner companion, and the dark-haired man looked away. So what if you guys were dating for months? The title "boyfriend" always made his heart run wild. “And this is [Boy's Name], a student from RSA.”

"Nice to meet you." Deuce reached out his hand and squeezed the boy's hand. He did it with such force that you could almost hear the crunch of bones and a soft gasp as the student jerked his hand away. “Now, I'm so sorry, but I have to take [Name] with me.”

He felt a twinge of guilt as you walked away, and the RSA boy was massaging his hand. However, now-not-yours prince charming will definitely go to the nurse, and on the way, he will surely run into one of the most beautiful students in NRC. It’s always like that in fairy tales.

You have to fight for your true love, right? They both have to find and keep the love of their lives.

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Epel Felmier

Just give him a chance, and he'll definitely try to kick that fop in the knee so hard he won't get up again.

"Fight fire with fire," Vil advised him during their usual dinner at Pomefiore. Even though Epel had said nothing about his worries, Vil could still sense a depressive aura from him that was definitely ‘not beautiful’.

The Pomefiore leader was also not very happy with the arrival of some students from the RSA. But until they were more beautiful than he was—not that anyone like that existed—their presence did not irritate them that much.

Of course, you didn't forget about Epel—you felt so drawn to your new acquaintance's aura that you sometimes lost track of time, but you make sure not to skip your meetings.

He felt like a pawn in a game of chess, not a player. He was attractively dressed, and now standing next to that RSA boy who had attracted your attention all too often. He took you with him a lot, that one day he almost offered to take you with him to the RSA. It would only require some paperwork, wouldn't it?

“[Name]” Epel turned to you, his voice trembling with anxiety and anger. He took a deep breath but didn't feel any cooling down. “The final decision will always be yours. But I want to say something about it here.” He pointed at the visitor and glared at him.

He felt a sudden need to straighten his hair and his clothes as silence fell around him. All the witnesses waited for his next move, and even though no one was saying anything, he felt like he was the new hot topic of gossips.

He went over to you and locked you in a hug as if he didn't want to watch all those onlookers.

"I know you may not believe me, but I really am not sure if he can bring you the happiness you expect," he blushed here. “I-I mean… I don't know if I can offer you a life only filled with happiness you want, but… I will try… So, uh, please don't go with him…!”

“Huh? There's no way I'm going with him,” you said, tearing away from him. "I'm addicted to apples and a certain apple boy, and I won't survive without this combination."

Epel breathed a sigh of relief, feeling his cheeks flush with shame, and memories of words that even sounded too serious for him.

Even though he felt terrible in this elegant garment, he couldn't think of it as his feelings exploded in his body.

Ah, yes. He couldn't want to love anyone else that much.

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Jack Howl

Jack never wanted to stop at anything other than "true love".

When you two started dating, he saw no other way than planning his future with you... But this RSA guy was never included in your plans.

"He's joining us," you told your new friend, pointing at Jack. He had his arms crossed and he was at least a head taller than the boy, so the boy had to raise his chin to see Jack's ears. “He offered to help us with cleaning.”

"Ah, yes," [Boy's Name] cleared his throat, trying to remain indifferent. He felt overwhelmed by Jack's presence and Jack made no effort to make it easier for him. Because what was he supposed to do? Squat down so that he doesn't feel trapped like surrounded by tall rocks? "We'll definitely need someone strong."

Everything went very agile and neat.

Even if you and the RSA student previously thought it would take a long, long time, in half an hour you managed to do more than you were allotted to. Maybe it's because your loved one didn't allow too long conversations between you and [Boy's Name]?

It would certainly have been hours if the two of you were left for each other. Ideally, a lot of time to make another appointment, exchange phone numbers, cancel your joint vacation plans with Jack and change your school, right?

“Thank you for your hard work” you put the broom in the storage box. Cleaning with magic was definitely simpler and easier, but as long as you can clean, magic can feel a little sloppy while comparing the cleanliness of rooms.

"Thank you for your hard work," [Boy's Name] replied, dusting his hands of the fluff. "Maybe... you'd like to go together, just the two of us," he stressed the last words, "to the cafe?”

"I'm sorry," you smiled apologetically. You looked at Jack who was just coming back and started walking towards him with a smile on your face. “You may not see it, but this one needs a daily dose of hugs because later he will be very sad.”

Jack silently denied as he turned his head to the side out of intimidation as you hugged him tightly.

… For moments like this, the existence of people like [Boy's Name] is needed.

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Sebek Zigvolt

“We need your assistance, [Name]” just after taking the left corridor, Sebek appeared in front of you and a student from RSA. The green-haired man had a stoic expression and his hands were behind his back, what made him seem much more composed than he thought himself. There was so much going on in his head that it would be easier to talk about what he wasn't thinking about. “It's urgent.”

Without further ado, he grabbed your wrist, knocking the RSA student's hand off your shoulder. He gave him a frightening look before he turned on his heels and you and you walked far, far away from this place.

"Hey, Sebek," you broke the silence that had been with you since you stepped out into the uncrowded corridor. “Something happened?”

“What do you mean?” He replied in a gruff voice and picked up the pace.

"For example," you panted, trying to keep up with him, "you're almost crushing my hand."

As if on cue, Sebek immediately let you go, doing it as quickly as if he had touched hot coal. With a surprised look, he glanced at your wrist, which turned slightly red from his tight grip.

"Ah, uh, forgive me," he muttered, rubbing his temple. "I still feel sick to see that human from the Royal Sword Academy."

“You mean [Boy’s Name]?” you asked, and Sebek made a face at his name. For him, this boy will always be "human" in the worst tone and sense of the word. "Some have described him as ‘so sweet that he is so bland’”

“It suits him.”

“You don't like him too? Too cute by Diasomnia standards?” you guessed jokingly. “Or were you jealous, hehe?”

“T-that's not the point!” He growled, feeling his face flush red. You looked at him in shock, now sure, you guessed it, and Sebek felt even more exposed by it. "It's just that this human looked at you so... so strange! I didn’t not like this.”

"There is a way," you said, smiling frivolously at him. “You can invite me to tea and vice versa, and then we will not see him anymore.”

Unique Kisses: Heartslabyul!

Hearslabyul || Savanaclaw || Octavinelle || Scarabia || Pomefiore || Ignihyde || Diasomnia || Rollo, Che'nya, Neige || Honest Fellow

Riddle R. (strawberry kisses)

If it wasn’t for this situation, Riddle would consider removing strawberries from a cake a blasphemy.

Fortunately for you, and also his joy, which he could not admit to if it wasn’t the last resort, Riddle isn't sure if his judgement would be a fair one. He is drunk on the taste of strawberries and fluffy cream, but also your fragrance, which has been his favourite aroma even before he thought he would dare to confess his feelings to you.

Riddle knows he doesn’t think soberly, but also believes that Trey didn’t change a recipe for his favourite dessert.

So, it is your fault.

“You should have taken yourself a piece of cake if you crave strawberries so much,” he says, regarding how you stab a little strawberry from his tart on a silver fork. It shimmers softly with honey or frosting or whatever Trey had added. Right now, Riddle can’t remember what his favourite dessert tastes like, and it was your fault as well.

“Kitchen is too far away,” you almost sigh, but don’t do that because it’s not a reason to be disappointed. “And, by the way, you are the one eating your tart. The greater part is still yours.”

“I have an irresistible impression that my serving disappears too fast.”

“You’re such a gourmet then. You will have to take bigger pieces next time.”

You chuckle at his stern facade, face fully covered with blushes, not matching the crossed arms that were probably meant to give his figure a more serious tone.

The strawberry on the fork you put against his lips, and he - used to this, after your multiple pleas - swallows his dignity and bites the fruit enough, not to cut it in half. He blinks a little faster, a little more nervous, and can’t bear to hold your stare when you smile and put the fork aside.

And then, you bite a strawberry held by his lips. A soft crunch attends the moment where your lips brush against each other. You feel how a sweet juice fills your lips and you have to move away to not let it drain over a corner of your mouth.

Satisfied, now less frustrated with your idea, you lick your wet, slightly sticky lips.

You glance at Riddle.

It… was a surprise that he went with your idea. It was a plan to soften him up a bit and have another reason to laugh when he would scold you again for your “preposterous suggestions”.

Surely not for you to stand in bewilderment and quick-paced heartbeat when Riddle pulls out a strawberry on a fork towards you. And as his face is red, crimson almost, his gaze is tainted with warm grey.

“Now it’s your turn.”

And that was an order.

Trey C. (hand kisses)

Trey Clover is a gentleman.

He opens the door whenever you go with him. Helps to carry supplies to the alchemy room at the far end of the school. Forbids you to prepare snacks for yourself, just to serve you beautiful little tarts during a break, that can be eaten in one bite.

His love is elegant and attentive. He likes to hold you in his arms while reading books. By highlighting the most important things in notes he helps you prepare for exams. He doesn’t even complain when you rob his wardrobe and usurp his clothes. He collects - by following all the Queen's rules or while avoiding Riddle's eyesight -- and offers you roses for every greater or lesser success.

A dreamy gentleman.

The only thing that mystifies you every time, is his touch.

You always quiver slightly as he takes your hand in his and entwines your fingers. He turns it over and brings it to his mouth, kissing the back of your hand. You don't know what is more delicate: the way his fingers slide over yours, or your heart, which will probably quickly tear apart itself, not able to bear the darting beat.

It would definitely be a nice death, but more than choosing that, you'd still rather live through this moment.

Trey's lips brush against your skin and move towards your fingers. There, he places another kiss and when he finally releases your hand, he still holds you. A grip slightly tightens when you look at him bashfully.

It was a gentleman's kiss.

Or maybe not gentleman’s, but from a man who pretends. You are not sure if a gentleman would do something like that to his lady: watch her lose her mind with each kiss as she becomes more and more addicted to her gentleman who smiles with a subtle but private smile.

Even as he pulls away, you feel that the spot on your skin where he kissed you tickles you lightly.

"Good morning to you, too, I should say”, you exclaim with a big smile. But you already like that greeting very much, and you're sure Trey knows it as well, as he repeats the gesture every day.

"Ah, and that's not the reaction I was expecting," he snorted as you rolled your eyes. “You got used to this trick already. Should I stop or…” now he smiles, mischievously. Certainly not like a gentleman. “...change the offensive?”

Cater D. (kisses on the eyes)

“Smile!” and snap! With a soft sound, another photo saves itself on Cater’s phone. He immediately enlarges it with his fingers, brings the image closer to your faces and clicks his tongue with dissatisfaction, but doesn’t remove the photo. “No, that’s not it. We look lovely, but- Sweetie, come closer!”

“Yes, yes.”

You take another step towards Cater. He instantly places his arm over yours, drawing you a little closer, as he holds the phone in the other hand. He observes the preview of the photo. And then, he directs you to turn a little to the west, so the sun would colour your faces even more.

An artistic wind begins to blow and ruffles the leaves of the trees behind your back. They form your main background, which Cater wanted to expose as they were famous for their multicoloured flowers. It was the main reason to choose this park as the next place for your date. The strands of your hair began to wave, and you gently brushed a few away from your eyes.

But before Cater can snap that hundredth picture, you lower your head and put hand to your face.

“Ah, I think something is in my eye,” you murmur, with all your will trying not to rub your eyes. “Probably sand, ewh.”

“Oh, oh, wait, wait, wait,” Cater quickly tucks the phone into the pocket of his jacket and with one movement unbuckles his backpack. He pulls out a bottle of water -which he immediately hands to you - and then finds a package of tissues. “Here. Try to wash it out. And blink. You're supposed to blink a lot at times like this, right?” … Luckily for you, you don’t have to vex with it for long, because after a short while you manage to get the sand out of your eye. Cater’s phone is used as a mirror, and he checked himself if there might be any irritation visible in your eye.

You crumple a wet tissue and throw it in the trash can near your bench.

“It’s all right now, I think.”

Cater puts his stuff in his bag and gets up. With a short wave, he says that he wants you to stay where you are.

"I will cast a healing spell on your eyes," he announces and crouches in front of you. He smiles. “Metaphorical one. Please don't trust me when it comes to healing magic.”

And then he moves closer to you, and his hands are on your cheeks. They hold you in place as he gets closer and closer until he completely fills your view and asks you to close your eyes. You don’t have to look at him to know his gaze is trailing your face. And when he stops, it’s because he wanted to turn your attention to the touch as he places warm kisses on your eyelids.

These are some of the softer kisses Cater gave you. They are almost imperceptible and uncharacteristic of him, but you can feel the care in each one... and have a scent of his cologne – jasmine scent, slightly spicy in smell - that he put on himself surround you.

He steps back only when each eye receives at least three kisses.

“I think I feel better now...” You say with a smile which he reciprocates. He pulls out his phone, once again, and points its lens at you. He hums with pleasure, as he finds the perfect angle.

“So~? Will you smile for me once more?”

You can’t say no after such a satisfying spell.

Ace T. (feigned kisses)

“Hey, hey, come here, I want to tell you something...”

You tear your gaze away from your notebook, where the next line of your essay on the history of magic is now cut halfway. Ace's whisper snapped you out of the monologue you've arranged in your head, and you know you won’t recollect it soon. Not even a passive focus spell applied to the library could help, as Ace acted as a truly sterling distraction.

“Come here yourself.”

“It's important”

It’s probably not.

You sigh and shake your head. Ace does the same, but rises from his untouched textbooks. "I lack the motivation to study today," he tells you every time you drag him along to prepare for your next exam together.

He stops in front of you and turns your chair around so that you can directly face him. He smiles mischievously. Almost malevolently, but warm enough.

He places his hands on both sides of your chair and—oh, since when is he so close to you?

It's not that Ace isn’t in the habit of kissing you—he likes it as much as you do, although he never fails to roll his eyes when you ask for a kiss, or tease you ("ah, so you need more of my attention, hm? Heh~") before pressing his lips to yours.

And you are expecting the latter option until Ace stops inches from your face and snarls.

“Heh. You wish”.

He tries to whisper something more, but you don’t give him an opportunity to do so, as you throw your head back. And then he greets you with a look, you could describe as mean.

“Yes,” you admit quietly, genuinely disappointed. You turn your chair around and quickly tuck your books into your bag. Maybe you'll find Riddle or someone who can chase Ace away a bit with their presence, so you will have some peace. “But I'm feeling less and less sorry that it didn't happen. See you later, I'm off to class…”

...

Huh.

He didn’t expect that. Did you have a bad day today? Did he do something wrong or- Did you really care about getting a good grade on that essay? He couldn't guess, but he knew that if he doesn’t make a move now, you will try getting back at him.

“Hey—!” He wheezes, grabbing your hand. “You can't give up so easily. Fight for what you want!”

“Too much work.”

Ace sighs and tilts his head. He pulls you towards him by the strap of the bag you carry, almost knocking you off balance. And then, he presses your lips to his—they are unexpectedly soft and you start to wonder if it was because of the honey he added to his tea at almost every unbirthday party (to break another rule of his dorm)—and then... And then you both lost the air in your lungs that you hadn't managed to take in before kissing.

You look at him from under your lashes as you take a deep breath. “To quote, "Ah, so you need more of my attention?””

“Ughh,” Ace breathes out, and you feel that quiet sigh on the skin of your neck. He is still incredibly close, but for that moment you can’t bring yourself to push him away. “You're lucky I like you. …And, by the way, you choose very wise man’s quotes.”

Deuce S. (forehead kisses)

“…”

“...”

“...Are you asleep?”

“...No. Not yet.”

The quilt rustles quietly as you sat up on the bed. You feel tired, your head aches, and your eyes seem too heavy. You are sure you've already yawned about five times since you said “goodnight”, but even after forty—you counted each one with agony—minutes of lying down, sleep wasn't taking you away.

Neither did Deuce, and that was your current greatest comfort.

“I don't know if I'll be able to sleep tonight,” you whisper, trying to make out his features in the darkness that merge into a dark room. But you are sure that that darker patch of shadow—Deuce—is looking at you as intently as you are looking at it. “Not after the movie that Ace picked out.”

Deuce slowly gets up and you can finally tell where his face is.

“He picked the wrong title,” Deuce agrees, sighing heavily. “I don't know if I can-... Erm, I mean, I'm not a fan of horror movies, but it's not that, that, I-.”

“Yes, yes, I understand,” you interrupt him gently and squeeze the duvet lightly in your fingers. You turn your gaze to a window where a hint of light shines through the gaps between the curtains. The moon must be very visible tonight. “I didn't like that film. You know what, Deuce? We can't let Ace choose movies ever again.”

“Right,” he put his hands through the strands of his hair. And then laughs at the memory he proceeds to describe you. “...When I was younger, my mother would often kiss me on the forehead whenever I felt I was too upset to sleep. I often tried to watch horror movies on my own so I could talk about them later at school, but... Haha. Anyway, somehow it always worked because I would go back to bed later and then—I think—I would fall asleep…”

“...Do you want to kiss me goodnight?”

“Ah-! N-no! That's not what I meant!” he protests. And then tries to look at you but finds it impossible. “Ah... Was that a request or a question?”

“An offer of a lifetime.”

Deuce remains in his bed for a few more moments but finally gets up. He pushes the curtains a little more and the room becomes much brighter. You could now see the games scattered on the floor that you had vowed to clean up in the morning, the outline of your beds and finally, and most importantly, yourselves.

He approaches you, quietly and carefully. You wait with a smile that you try to hide. You straighten up, put your feet on the floor, but still sit on the bed as Deuce brings his fingers to your face, and touches it with care as if you were a porcelain doll. Or a dream and Deuce was willing to believe in both cases.

He brushes your hair from your forehead and holds loose strands with one hand; the other is placed on the back of your head. He leans in. You hear him hold his breath and feel warmer as he presses his lips to the top of your head. You are sure he must have sensed the scent of his shampoo (you had a good reason for that: you had forgotten to take your own with you) because he quivers subtly as he inhales the smell bashfully.

And he must also be glad that it was still dark in here because, when you raise your gaze, his head is titled, as he often does when conscious of his blushes.

“…Are you calmer?” He whispers the question.

You nod slowly. Deuce carefully, almost reluctantly, steps away from you and sits down on his bed. Although he is no longer beside you, you can still feel the memory of how warm his skin and lips were. You gently touch the spot on your head where he had placed his kiss.

“If we don't fall asleep in the next half hour, we're going to go get some late-night snacks,” you decide, as you lay down, and you even notice Deuce smiling.

“Okay,” he chuckles. “And we can watch a better movie. But now try to fall asleep.”

“If I fall asleep now, I'll regret it.”

“You will say something else in the morning, tired.”

Fetish•🦋•🦋•

Ship: ace x f!reader

Words: 158 || Type: fluff || readpoof

Summery: just y/n messing with ace.

"You got a fetish for my love" y/n dragged her finger from his cheeks to his neck also noticing how he has held his breath.

She looks up at ace whose whole body was stiff, her smirk only grew when she heard him gulped.

A giggle was heard from the girl, making the orange hair male confused as to what was going on her mind.

"I can't-" she shuttered before laughing out loud, "yo-u are so.. f-un to tea-se!" She said between her laugh as she back off.

Ace was well, a bit offended but also a blushing mess right now.

"Stop laughing! It's not funny!" He yelled embarrassed that he fell for her trick again.

Y/n just kept laughing looking at his adorable embarrassed face.

Ace groaned and turned away mumbling a "I Hate you"

"Aww I love you too" She chuckled and gave him a pat on the head, making Ace redder than he already was.

✎ ∙︓⋅⠄✯∘⠄✧

Can I borrow your phone?

Type: fluff and soft. || GN!reader

Summery: you borrowed ace phone and saw he saved you with his last name.

"Can i borrow your phone for a second? Mine's died" You asked looking at ace. Ace looks away as if not wanting to give you his phone, while also a red hue was forming on his cheeks. Was he embarrassed? You thought

"It will be quick, I promise." You give him a big toothy smile as ace hesitantly give you his phone.

You went straight to your contact number and well you were shocked to see that he saved you as y/n trappola.

You looked up at him with a slight blush. well you surely didn't expect him to like you, though you are glad he feels the same way.

A smirk approach your face as you saw Ace look everywhere but you. Ace who were usually always teasing you ware now blushing like a high school girl in love? -well everything beside the girl part is true- time to take revenge for those times.

"So ace, why is my name saved with your last name?" You innocently asked as you show the phone to him.

"I-I can explain.." he gulped as he blushed more and took a step back. "No you can't" you whispered seductively but then laughed as you saw Ace's face.

You handed, his phone back and winked "tomorrow 6:30 pm at front of the school. Be there, kay?" You said and wallked away not before hearing him mumbling to himself "Wait WAIT is that a DATE?" You giggled at his dorkness

TWST Husband Headcanons

All characters are adults. GN!Reader. Sorry if it's a little messy, it's my first time writing for not only just my close friend and english ain't my first language either. So apart from that I hope you enjoy it and have fun! Warning!: Slightly Suggestive(?)

·First Years·

Ace Trappola

When you recently got married he couldn't stop bragging that he was the one who married you and not somebody else.

He literally was showing off his ring and yours.

Super clingy, he will always have a hand on you or an arm around you if he's around.

Might be a little emotionally dependant of you, he needs your affection to survive, that's what he says. Tho he just wanna be pampered.

He often does the trick of 'pulling a coin behind the ear' but instead he pulls out a flower or some candy. He once just showed you his palm which he had wrote ''kiss'', just to give you a peck on the lips.

You might get into arguments with eachother but he will always be the first one to apologize, he doesn't like to see you upset.

He's still a little bit childish, sometimes doing things to annoy you just to get your attention.

Like when he has cold hands and runs them under your shirt, just to get way too touchy with you.

Deuce Spade

He cried during the whole wedding and after it too. He still can't believe he married you.

Can't leave the house without his goodbye kiss, even if he's just going to the convenience store to buy some chips.

When you both have a day off and just hang around the house, you just cuddle on the sofa watching movies or documentaries (which fascinate Deuce).

And when you get really comfy he just starts telling you how much he loves you.

He has a secret diary with all of your special days and some of the things you like.

Of course he gives you the princess treatment. Making sure you are happy is his top priority.

When you ride in his car, whenever you stop at a traffic light he can't help but give your thigh a lil squeeze and rubbing circles with his thumb, showing you his affection since he can't kiss you right now.

Jack Howl

Of course Jack would love to workout with his soulmate, it gives him a feeling of connection when you both share your hobbies.

He also adjusts his running pace, in case you are slow, he doesn't wanna leave you behind you know?

Tho when he wakes up early in the morning, he sometimes just doesn't wake you up too. Seeing your cute face sleeping, then giving you a forehead kiss before going for a jog.

Now that you are married he's more honest with his feelings but his tsundere act sometimes shows up, although the way he wags his tail happily gives him away.

He barely changed anything of how he used to treat you, since he already considered you his soulmate the moment you two started dating.

When you sleep together he snuggles his face into your neck, as well as hugging your body like it's a body pillow. His arms and legs around you and his tail giving you extra warmth.

Which is convenient for winter and colder seasons, but on summer nights it's a nightmare, prepare yourself to be drenched in sweat.

Also everytime you change your shampoo or perfume, anything that changes the way you smell, he keeps sniffing you and taking in your aroma.

Epel Felmier

The instant you marry Epel, you become part of the Felmier business. Even if you already had a job, you are now part of the family and that's it.

Epel would drive you to work in his motorcycle and then back home too. He knows you are good on your own but can't help to care for your well-being. If you work at home, he probably keeps an eye on you while working on the farm, making sure you are hydrating yourself well and not overexerting yourself.

On your days off Epel asks you if you want to help him with some farm duties, tho he always gives you the easiest ones, he leaves the heavy lifting ones to himself.

You can see how much Epel loves you and trust you when he talks to you lovingly with his county boy accent, which you find pretty cute.

When it's time to reap the harvest, Epel always offers you to be the one to be pick the apples. Making you climb onto his shoulders to reach the highest ones.

He just loves the way you smile when you pick an apple you couldn't reach before. And well, he also really likes the softness of your legs around his head.

Sebek Zigvolt

He's now really soft-spoken to you. He never raises his voice to you, not even if he is mad at you. (Unless you bad mouth Malleus or Lilia, which is not the case)

You barely get mad at him or rather you don't show it, but when you do and show it like raising your voice or glaring at him, he'd get like a sad puppy on his knees and probably pout.

You achieved a miracle with Sebek. Apart from him stopping calling you 'human', he actually says your name or calls you by cute pet names.

You stopped him from using hair gel, at least at home, he still uses it when he has to work cause he says his hair gets in the way. Praising him so much when he had his hair down turned into a successful outcome.

He would never admit it but he probably praises you as much as he does with Malleus. He is just a happy boy living in his happy world. He is that kind of boy that admires a person like an artist admires art.

Obviously he would be your knight in shining armor, if you need protection he'll be there for you as fast as lightning. He sometimes holds you real close to him to feel your heartbeating ensuring you are safe and sound.

hi!! I've been a fan of your works for the longest time!! could i request an airheaded yuu who doesn't know what they're doing half the time but they can say something randomly philosophical once in a blue moon that keeps you up at night with Riddle, Ace and Deuce? gender-neutral reader please! i thought of this one while going to bed last night so apologies if it's incomprehensible skdjksdfjkfksd

thank you!

🍭anon

Omg this was so silly… thank you so much for your request, 🍭anon! I Hope you like this!!!

Riddle, Ace and Deuce with an air-headed s/o that keeps them up at night…. (With questions)

Riddle x reader, Ace x reader, Deuce x reader

Riddle

A pair of crimson eyes tend to linger on your every step , whenever you stroll by the Heartsabyul dorm. The careful, watchful eyes of your schoolmate, Riddle Rosehearts. He is no stranger to the antics you pull, no matter if they were intended or not.

Riddle finds his reaction time improving by leaps and bounds whenever he hears your surprise. Immediately rushing to your side, ready to extract you out of whatever trouble you saw fit to land yourself in this time.

Both of his hands have long mastered the art of sliding around your waist, yanking in one smooth, fluid motion. Sometimes, the momentum gets the better of both of you, and you end up tumbling straight into his arms.

Clutching onto his shoulders, you hold him tight. Standing there in each other’s embrace, you two strike the perfect image of star-crossed lovers.

Riddle can’t help the way his lips slip upwards. A smile as sweet as ruby-red strawberry tarts. Honestly, prefect. You do enjoy having him on the edge, don’t you?

He still fusses quite a bit, though. Don’t expect to escape without a lecture. However, for all the words that fall from his lips, yours seem to have the most impact.

Odd, queer questions that would have never crossed his mind. You seem to have a knack for thinking of things people wouldn’t normally. Sometimes, he finds himself up at night pondering your queries.

Always full of surprises, aren’t you, darling?

“Hey, Riddle. Why is it that people say they "slept like a baby" when babies wake up, like, every two hours?”

“I… honestly can’t say. Perhaps it would be the peacefulness and tranquility they sleep with… no matter how brief.”

Ace

You’ll soon grow used to a weight pressing onto your shoulders. Slinging an arm around you, Ace tends to lean into you quite a bit. He tags along wherever you go, that insufferable smirk never far from his lips.

Of course, it drops as quickly as it appears whenever he has to run to wherever you’ve wandered off this time. Ace has heard of air-minded people, but this is the first time he had to deal with one. There ain’t nothing but fluff and feathers up there, huh?

For all his teasing, Ace always is there to yank you out of whatever trouble you’ve stirred up. His arm stretching out, wrapping tightly around your torso. You could feel every pulse beating through his skin as Ace pulls you close. Out of harm’s reach.

Man, have you never heard? Curiosity killed the cat. You’re so lucky he was around to help you out. So how about a kiss, for all that effort?

Speaking of effort, you’ve made Ace burn more brainpower then the entire Night Raven curriculum has in an entire year. You had a weird fondness for weird questions that keep him tossing and turning in his sleep. Do you enjoy causing him sleepless nights?

There’s really no need for the questions, then.

He’s already thinking about you all the time.

“If money doesn't grow on trees, why do banks have branches?”

“You have no idea how bad I want to kiss you right now.”

Deuce

For most of his misguided youth, Deuce was always the one charging forth, headstrong. Never stopping to think about the consequences. He would have called it courage, back then.

Now watching you leap mindlessly into mess after mess, he’s changed his mind. Deuce trails after you like a lost puppy, following your every step. His curiosity often aligns with yours, although Deuce has to admire your… bravery for just going straight in. Whenever someone catches your interest, off you go! Without a care in the world.

Sometimes, that curiosity takes you too far. Then, Deuce springs into action. Honestly, he should start timing his sprinting towards you. Deuce swears he never runs this fast on the track.

He isn’t one for niceties whenever you’re under the slightest hint of danger. Arms stretched out, he’s tackling you straight out of the hit-zone. Mid-air, Deuce’s arms snake around your torso, clutching you in an tight embrace. His own back, your shield keeping you from all harm.

Both of you end up on the floor, a panting Deuce above of you. His hands pat your face frantically, words coming out in broken, jerky stammers. You have to assure him that you’re alright before his shoulders even think about starting to relax.

He’s just happy you’re ok.

Well, Deuce would be a bit lonely at night if you got hurt. He tends to call you from his dorm for homework help, although the conversations tend to drift elsewhere most of the time. Specifically, your odd questions.

Deuce’s drawing out entire diagrams, and both of you spend hours over the phone, discussing various fantastic theories. Each one more weirder then the last.

Deuce never thought he’ll have so much fun just talking.

You’re just special, aren’t you?

“Do married people live longer than single ones or does it only seem longer?”

“Hold up, I’m opening my laptop right now-“

⛑ To The Rescue | First Years x Reader

>> requested: no >> a/n: this is based off something that happened to me this week

>> masterlist: ramshackle (misc.) >> summary: telling them that someone said their friend has a crush on you >> reader prns: they/them >> warning(s): none

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