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*kicking my legs like a school girl crushing on their classmate, twirling my hair around my finger, absolutely on top of the world*
GUYS LOOK AT MY WIFE
OMG! I haven‘t been online so much and I just saw it! CONGRATS TO YOUR 50 FOLLOWERS, FERNY! Omg I‘m so happy for youuuu!! Gonna send you lots of love and more support because you deserve it, my sweet butterfly😭💕💕💕
A-Also… WHAT‘S WITH IT! Omgggg just read what you wrote in the tags because I tagged you (a wonderful human being that I will always recommend) AND YOU KILLIN ME WITH YOUR SWEETNESS!!💕💕💕
I don‘t care if you are gonna like it or not… BUT I‘M GONNA KISS YOU SO MUCH-!! DON‘T YOU DARE TO RUN AWAYYY!!💕
UEUEUEUEUEUE I AM GOING TO COLLAPSE ON THE FLOOR AND WEEP BECAUSE AAAAAAAAAAA
*points at you* Guys this person make brain happy
AND THANK YOU MUAH ITS A SMALL MILESTONE BUT ME AND MY 50 ARE HAPPY
DUDE JUST WHEN IS THE WEDDING, WHEN IS IT TELL ME NEOWWWWW💕💕💕💐
Go get em tiger 😎
THIS IS ACTUALLY SO CUTE I LOVE IT SM💕💕💕
Say… tuna…?
Did I spend way too much time on this for a joke that’s not even that funny? Yes. But I had fun doing it and that’s what matters. I got to practice some things too!
@ferny-bread this is the April fools submission I asked about.
Additional joke:
Ahh~ his hair is to fluffy!! I wanna touch it
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We should all draw armpit hair more often
Say “cheese”
I hope I’m doing this right 😅 @ferny-bread here she is!!!
not his type idia shroud x reader
summary: in which the prefect thinks they're not Idia's type, Idia thinks the prefect is too good for him, and the first years are tired of their shit
author's note: i saw a bunch of posts last year talking about how boys tried getting into kpop for their gfs that's my inspo
tags: gender neutral reader, sfw, fluff, mutual pining, not actually unrequited love, idia-typical angst lines, 7.4k+ words, JP translation terms used (e.g., dorm leader)
you can also read this on AO3
i. livestream chats are the worst and here’s why
Was it normal to support your friend, arguably your only friend, in their endeavors, especially if it’s something audience based like streaming? Even though Idia’s perceptions of normal were slightly skewed, he would definitely say so. Of course it wasn’t like you really needed his support anymore— you had obtained a substantial enough following, with a consistent set of donors who gave you your allowance and helped you live more comfortably, but he still made the effort to set up your streams on a second monitor.
He couldn’t always watch you, busy coding and gaming, with schoolwork and keeping Ortho happy, but you were always there on the second screen for an hour or two— lowered volume or muted if really necessary, but there. He’s been there since your first stream, and he wasn’t going to lose out to a bunch of normies when it came to supporting you.
Plus, well, he enjoyed listening to you talk. Even with your kindness and understanding of how he was as a person it was still difficult for him to talk to you and be in the same room as you for more than half an hour without the presence of a video game— a significant improvement compared to his previous records, but still in need of work.
With your stream, at least, it’s a little like you telling him about your day, talking about a recent song you found yourself into, or even the stories he knew came more from your world than something you made up on the spot. Plus, the Grim focus camera was cute. It would take more than two hands to count the number of donations you received for the sake of feeding the little furball premium food.
He might have contributed to a third of the feed-and-spoil-Grim funds you had received, but that's besides the point.
When you weren’t busy with whatever a prefect was supposed to do in the first place, you streamed after class; today just so happened to be one of those free days— a day where he’d pull your stream up on the second monitor and treat you as a podcast while working on his next project.
Then, out of nowhere, you read out a super chat.
“‘What’s your type?’ My type, huh…”
That kind of question… wasn’t that really dangerous?! When other streamers or V.A.s get asked that kind of question and the answer wasn’t vague or “my fans are my type” people would start speculating if it’s someone in the same industry, or even getting jealous of some made-up guy or girl! Your fanbase wasn’t that toxic, it wasn’t like you got into the whole fanservice thing anyway, and your mods would be there to ban viewers if needed, but still! That question, it’s out of topic so you should avoid it!
Idia still turns up the volume, though. It’s not like he’s hoping for one type of answer or another, hope was an inherently biased ideal that set people up for disappointment, but then again he was already used to being disappointed whenever it took him more than three ten pulls to get the Limited SSR character he wanted, so…
He expected you to pull out an answer that was safe, like someone who will like me for who I am or someone tall and handsome or my favorite video game character because I have to stay loyal to my oshi, but you answered even safer than he thought.
“That’s a secret!” you laughed, but before Idia could figure out whether he was disappointed or satisfied with the answer you decided you had more to say. “Ah, speaking of type… maybe I’m overthinking, but the guy I liked… I just found out I wasn’t his type? Um, in the visual department at least.”
WHAT?! So much for trying to be safe! That answer was even worse than actually answering what your type was! A type was at least hypothetical, but actually admitting you had someone you liked? You might as well have told all your delusional fans they had no chance whatsoever! Your donations might decrease! Was that okay with you? Maybe all those overblot encounters turned you crazy!
And just who was this guy?! Did Idia know who he was? You definitely didn’t tell him anything about this!
You didn’t seem to think admitting it was that big of a deal, as if this was just another one of your daily stories and complaints, but your chat certainly thought it was a big deal— yeah there were some comments being nice about it and comforting you, and a bunch of disgusting losers whose accounts would probably be temp banned from the chatroom in a bit, but the reaction was the same as him— a resounding WHAT?!
Even two of your mods seemed surprised, if their messages were anything to go by!
[MOD] basketball1720923 (he/him): eyo WHAT you keeping secrets from us now? this is the first i’m hearing this!!
[MOD] tamagoegg0603 (he/him): i mean i knew you liked someone but… you’re not his type?
[MOD] basketball1720923 (he/him): right?? what the heck am i glad i’m online to mod because what is going on
Idia wasn’t born yesterday, so it’s obvious who your mods were— so yeah, maybe it was a given Ace and Deuce would know who you liked! Even though you were probably his closest friend, and that clearly wasn’t reciprocated, and that was whatever… wasn’t like he had much to say about normie love anyway… more importantly, your type did not have you as his type? Idia could be happy, of course, not that he was ever planning on making a move in the first place because that was just gross and rejection was even worse, but more than anything…
He was really pissed! The same feeling when someone on the forums said his favorite character was boring when clearly they carried the whole show on their backs and fulfilled every single niche anyone could ever want plus was the peak of visual design plus wasn’t just there to fill a spot or be mindless fanservice?! Hah? Whoever this was was clearly some one star fodder who didn’t know how to appreciate you, who was easily the best SSR… no… UR on campus that wasn’t a little meow meow or Ortho!
He could go lament later, now he was too busy being annoyed! Project be damned for now, he had something more important to deal with— which was joining the chat in anger… with his super secret account, duh. Yeah you knew he watched you, but he would actually never show you his face ever again if you ever found out his username.
You were busy trying to placate the chat, explaining that it really wasn’t that big of a deal, until another super chat arrived— one you were obligated to acknowledge.
“Thank you so much gasbossgirlkeepgatelight! They asked, ‘will you still keep liking him? Will you do anything to get him to like you?’... good question! Feelings will come and go naturally, so I’m not gonna do anything to stop it. As for getting him to like me…”
Another super chat popped up on screen.
“Oh, thank you for the sub hihoney! She asked, ‘you said it was something visual right? Is it what you wear? Because if it’s something else I’m going to throw hands-’ aha, yep, apparently he likes… um, basically a different aesthetic clothing wise. What can I even do about that?”
Nothing! Do nothing!
Everyone seemed to agree with Idia’s thoughts… almost everyone.
fineasandpherb (she/her): you could try impressing him wearing the clothes he usually likes?
HAH? Wear new clothes for some mob chara? A.K.A. CHANGE YOURSELF?! Sure, a limited time costume change for a popular five star character was almost always desirable, especially if the company wasn’t so stingy to put it behind a tiered paywall, but IRL? Not like this! And definitely not for someone who couldn’t appreciate it! He was very much an anti for this plan! Even if he did think it would be cute if you tried out all sorts of styles!
Thus, he began typing furiously on his keyboard, and sent out a super chat as well.
“Ah! Welcome back, NekuraSamurai! I don’t remember seeing you in my last stream,” he was there, just too busy to fully pay attention and participate in chat, “you don’t think I should change myself at all for anyone other than myself? That’s really sweet, thank you!”
abyssmage (he/him): bro its you again just give up already
abyssmage (he/him): you’re not gonna get a chance lmaooo
abyssmage (he/him): beta behavior
[MOD] basketball1720923 (he/him): shut up and get banned, bitch
GG. Sometimes extroverts like Ace deserve rights after all.
“Ah, well, I wasn’t planning on changing myself or anything. That would be ridiculous!” you agreed, much to Idia’s relief, “although the aesthetic he likes is cute too! It’s this all black, emo, kind of edgy type of design… I kind of wonder if I can pull it off…”
Hah, even though he still thought the unknown guy was a total NPC, he could at least appreciate his taste. You probably would look cute in something like that, but he’d rather you try it for yourself than for someone else.
Eventually the chat calms down and he’s back to multitasking between listening to you talk and working, but now that he’s less heated he’s back to being… ugh, hating on the stupid chemical reactions in his brain that decided you just had to be his first love. After his whole spiel months ago about infatuated guys being useless!
“Ugh, being in love is so gross…”
ii. whoever invented double tap the screen to like can get sent to tartarus
Idia knew he was a pretty pessimistic guy, but this was a whole other arc he didn’t think he’d have to go through ever in his life— or at least in college. Shouldn’t he, as a student, just focus on his studies and spend the rest of his free time grinding through all the events in his numerous gacha games? Instead he was lying in his bed, scrolling through your social media as 1 Hour of Best Anime Sad Emotional and Sad Anime OST Mix - Sad Anime Music Collection played through his headphones.
What did that mean? It meant he, at least, didn’t feel pathetic enough to start curating his own playlist filled with the slowest, most painful songs from his favorite girl groups. The ready-made playlist was at least just instrumentals— if he actually started listening to songs while relating to the lyrics? It was game over for him.
Did he think he ever had a chance with you? No, and he certainly wasn’t going to do anything about it because he couldn’t bother you. He was more than aware that being with someone like him, with a guy who not only had his personality but his background too was… an overload of problems that were practically impossible to patch, but that wasn’t the point! He was still allowed to feel upset on his own, wasn’t he?
There were people out there who went crazy over their favorite voice actor, a person they didn’t even know, getting married, so he was going to internally cry in anguish over this without shame.
…okay, definitely a lot of shame because he wouldn’t want anyone to know, but whatever.
Just one hour, he told himself, one hour of moping and then he was going to be productive— meaning he was going to game all day and all night to distract himself. What was gaming if not the ultimate form of immersion and escapism?
That was how he found himself looking through your MagiCam— not the public one, he had already looked through that yesterday, but the private one you had strictly for your friends only.
Being considered your friend, not because you forced your way into becoming one but because you actually earned it… that kind of attitude was really… sure it left good feelings, but it also really, really irked him.
It was incredibly unfair— the fact that you were a total bias wrecker. It wasn’t just that you decided to completely destroy his perception of his ideal type, placing yourself higher on the tier list than any 2D wife or husband or unattainable idol, but the fact that you were just… extremely patient with him, and understanding of his introverted nature.
Even if just for a while he could stand to occupy the same space as you without being overcome with discomfort, and that meant a lot. He doesn’t know if you know that, but it does.
You certainly post more in private, half of them not even pictures of you but of your friends, ickle wickle Grim (he had to resist liking those), even a few pictures of the food you ate or something you bought recently.
That was such a normie thing to do, and that did not deserve to be as cute as he found it to be.
Then he came across another picture— just you, looking down at Grim as he took a nap on your lap, and he really just meant to click on it to zoom a little closer, but one click got registered as two… leading to a freak out.
HE LIKED THE POST, IN THE LITERAL SENSE. Not just any post either, but a post from, what, months ago? What kind of excuse could he even pull there? ‘Oh, I just happened to find this picture of you and Grim from months ago on my MagiCam homepage when you know I don’t really use it other than to follow the idols and live action actors I like, and seeing a post that old was impossible but-’
Yeah, sounded stupid!
Should he undo the like and hope you didn’t notice? Maybe you would think ‘ah, the notification said it got liked when it really wasn’t. Maybe there was a glitch?’
Yeah, no way you were that dumb. Maybe he could hack into your account and— no, he wanted to respect your privacy—
And then you sent a DM and oh no, oh no, may the gods up above (or below) help him because oh no what were you going to tell him? You were going to call him out, weren’t you? The timing was too coincidental not to be because of his mistake. Which meant he had two options— ignore you and your message and find himself another sad playlist to listen to, or…
Idia made sure his ‘show message read receipt’ option was turned off before hastily clicking on your private message. What he expected was you asking why he liked a photo from months ago, or maybe you had somehow realized his feelings for you and decided to let him know you knew, but instead, you sent him a picture… of Grim?
iii. five students realize the master of tactics might be an idiot in love
When Ace found out you liked Idia, that Idia, he laughed— a whole lot, actually. Funniest thing he’d heard in a while. Laughed at you and teased you for days on end. Deuce tried to get him to shut up even though he knew his rival was clearly shocked at the revelation too, not to mention Epel going “really?” with that country accent of his, plus Jack and Sebek trying to figure out if this was some kind of joke they didn’t understand.
Still, they were all your friends, so even with the choice they would support you if you ever decided you really wanted to go for him. He was still going to make fun of you every second of the way though, as long as Ortho wasn’t there in earshot.
Now that he thought about it, what was Ortho’s hearing range? What if he was already on Ortho’s bad side?
Oh well, life is short, and you only live once!
Fast forward a little later, he isn’t sure if he’s still laughing or if he’s internally crying. Maybe both? He was crying laughing emoji, as Cater would say.
“This is why people shouldn’t date while in school, they turn stupid,” Ace sighed, “look at what’s happened to our prefect.”
“You literally had a girlfriend in middle school,” Deuce pointed out. True, but not the point.
First, at least he actually got to the dating part— you were going insane over someone who wasn’t even your boyfriend yet. Yes, yet, he believed that you could get him, could you believe that? Two, even if he did do stupid things while in a relationship he was younger back then, and stupid kids did stupid things all the time.
“At least I can actually pull some,” he retorted, “not like you. Our prefect, meanwhile…”
Again, he believed you could get the most introverted of the dorm leaders to date you. Why? Because your unrequited love was clearly requited, idiot!
Even Sebek, the newest addition to their group, their resident human hater (or tolerator now, so he guessed), the guy who spent most of his time thinking about Malleus that he probably never thought about romance before, even that Sebek was able to tell whatever was going on between you and Idia was definitely not purely platonic!
And it was driving them all crazy. Maybe him and Deuce more than the other three, Grim certainly wasn’t that bothered by it, but Ace was making sure your love life, or lack thereof, was going to be a group bonding activity.
“You’ve been playing that song on repeat,” Jack said, casually lowering the volume from your phone.
“The song’s getting stuck in my head… It’s like we’re in VDC all over again,” Epel complained, and Ace had to agree. Did you know how long it took to get that song out of his head? You weren’t going to get a new one in there, no way!
“Ah, hold on, let’s change the song.”
From the corner of his eye he could see Jack sigh in relief, only to put his head in his hands as he realized it was going to be another song from the same group. It wasn’t that the vocals were bad, it was pretty good actually, but what were you doing, trying to convert them with you?
“You said you weren’t going to do anything about your crush, so what the hell are you doin’ now?” Epel seemed to agree with him, “I swear you don’t listen to anything else other than Moray whatever these days.”
“Every morning we listen to nothing but No Rice,” Grim grumbled, finally piping in the conversation instead of chowing down food, “but breakfast’s been really good lately, so the Great Grim forgives his human servant!”
The nights he could get, but the mornings?
“They’re called The Moirai Of The Cliffs! Moirai, not Moray, not No Rice!” Wow, look at you go, summoning your inner Idia. Power of love, honestly. Maybe you were more genuinely into this group that he thought. “Plus, it’s not like I’m changing anything about myself. I’m just checking out something he’s also interested in.”
“And then somehow got yourself accidentally addicted to their songs?” you looked at Deuce, torn between enjoying the music and looking kind of pitiful.
“Yeah… Why do they have to be so good? This is so annoying! But I’m totally a fan now!”
Oh he bet it was annoying alright. After that whole not his type debacle from the stream, he and Deuce decided to confront you about it— with a confused Jack, Epel, and Sebek in tow because ‘this is a family emergency!’ or whatever he actually said to get them to come to Ramshackle. There, you explained that you could never be his type because of Idia’s favorite idol group of all things.
Admittedly he didn’t take your plight too seriously because he knew Idia certainly liked you back, maybe even liked you before you liked him. The others at least tried to comfort you in their own incredibly awkward ways (Deuce tried to get you something to drink, Sebek offered to ask advice from Lilia for you), but they all failed because they were hopeless and had no experience in love.
At the end of their impromptu ambush, they all decided leaving you to do as you wanted would be better than actively doing something to help you. The thread of fate would find a way to bind you two together anyway… Great Seven, now all your Moirai listening got him talking like them!
Epel, ever the fighter, was in the middle of trying to slip literally any other song, even just for a little bit, before everyone in the room got distracted by a sudden notification alert.
Just too bad for you the Pomefiore student was holding your phone, because the boy decided to declare what it was out loud, smugness evident into his voice.
“Idia liked the prefect’s photo on MagiCam! Let’s see which one…”
It was a tight fit, but everyone decided to crowd around your cell phone— you, Grim, and Epel directly in front, him and Deuce at the sides, and Sebek and Jack peering from behind.
“I took that photo, right?” Jack asked, despite already knowing the answer, “that was months ago, even before the whole Azul overblot thing.”
Holy shit, Ace thought to himself, Idia was just as pathetic as you. That was kind of poetic in its own way, wasn’t it?
“That’s… that’s just sad,” Deuce said, echoing his thoughts, “might be more sad than you, prefect. Sorry.”
“He’s really that obvious, huh,” the beastman said in agreement.
“This is why I didn’t believe you when you said you’re not his type,” Sebek shook his head, looking like he just wanted you and Ignihyde’s Dorm Leader to just get together already. Surprising, because the guy voiced his concerns about romance getting in the way of studies before. “The evidence is in front of you, human. How can you not see it?”
That’s right! Let’s all gang up on the Ramshackle Dorm Prefect! Bullying with love, of course, but still absolutely deserved! That had to be one of his favorite group activities lately, just second to trying to rile up and best Deuce in everything.
You didn’t seem that excited at the revelation though, despite looking a little flustered, “hmm… I mean, I swear I look nicer in other photos,” you muttered, “I think… I think he might have liked it because Grim was there.”
“Are you serious?” Ace isn’t even sure who said it. Could have been him, could have been Grim, could have been one of the other four— hell, he wouldn’t be surprised if some ghosts who were eavesdropping had enough and decided to voice their complaints.
“Epel, look at the prefect’s feed from newest to oldest.”
“I was going to do that anyway.”
Yeah, just like he thought. That photo was so, so down the page that Idia would have to deliberately scroll down your entire feed just to find that photo. Plus, there were a lot of Grim-only photos too, so he could have liked one of those instead, couldn’t he?
“Grim isn’t even the focus of the photo,” Jack explained, almost exasperatedly, “why do you think Idia liked it for him?”
“Because he really likes Grim, duh.”
Was it even density at this point? At this point you just had to be denying everything because you couldn’t wrap your head around him actually liking you back. Or maybe neither of you wanted to make the first move so you were just going to deny it to death.
“Hah,” Epel clearly has had enough, and Ace wholeheartedly supported that, go Epel! “The one he really likes is you, ya idiot!”
You chose to ignore it, even though you looked a little flushed at having been called out.
“Give me my phone. I’ll DM him.”
See, Ace, and maybe all of them would have applauded you if you didn’t decide to start the conversation by taking a picture of Grim, without you in the same shot! That was just giving Idia a free pass from his social media stalking because you decided to make up an excuse for him!
“At least the prefect’s having fun talking about… whatever they’re talking about.” At the sight of your growing smile Deuce let out a sigh, before lying down on the floor in mental exhaustion.
“They’ll figure it out… I think,” Epel, MVP of the day, said as he slumped against a wall. Jack and Sebek promptly joined him, looking just as tired.
Right, Ace thought you two would so there wasn’t really a need for them to meddle… he hoped.
iv. nope they just gave up they were going to meddle
Sebek was going to have a migraine, one that no potion or spell was going to fix.
When he, as Master Lilia liked to say, got adopted into a circle of friends composed mostly of humans, he didn’t think it would be that bad. Messy, sure, troublesome, sure, but not really headache-inducing— but it’s incredible how all of you really wanted to prove that idea wrong.
See, it was one thing to deal with you and your unrequited love that wasn’t actually unrequited after all— who did you think you are, a protagonist from a novel? Watching everything unfold was so stressful, like waiting for the inevitable— and it was another thing dealing with the rest of the group, the group that just gave up on you ever making the first move, and Ignihyde’s Dorm Leader ever making a move— like, any at all.
Sebek just doesn’t understand why he has to take part in whatever this stupid plan was. He doesn’t even understand how it’s supposed to get you and Idia together.
He also doesn’t understand why this all had to be done in his bedroom.
“Okay, I made the account already,” he went along with it anyway, “and I got the madol Ace transferred to me. How is this going to work again?”
“Let me see,” Ace took his phone and groaned immediately. “Sebek, what the hell dude, change your username. The prefect will know it’s you.”
“What’s wrong with wakasamaisthe-”
“Don’t even finish that. I didn’t even know usernames could be so long,” Ace cast a glance at the portrait of his Young Master on the wall, just for a moment, before looking away to fiddle with something in the settings, changing it to something… actually a lot more inconspicuous than he thought. “We’ll be valleyofthorns12345, just an average viewer with no hidden intentions whatsoever.”
“I still don’t know if we should be doing this…” Jack said. He was currently the most sensible of the bunch aside from himself, but just as easily dragged into everything so everyone knew he wasn’t going to do anything to stop Ace and Deuce’s antics. Maybe he just gave up after a while, or maybe he knew the pair was unstoppable.
Grim, who knew about the plan but was in Ramshackle with you, seemed to get it in his head that his human dating Idia would mean he would get treated to even better food (based on what he’s heard about the third year, that was a fair assumption to make) so he was extremely supportive, and Epel… Epel just liked watching the chaos unfold, as far as Sebek could tell.
Was human romance really so simple and yet so complex? Did everyone, including the friends of the love interest, really have to be that involved in the relationship?
“Wait… how do we know when to send it?” Deuce asked, “what if Idia isn’t watching?”
“Doubt it, that guy’s always on the stream, like even when you think he isn’t he suddenly makes a donation or replies in the chat.”
“Then maybe we should wait for him to chat first so we could be sure about it. Madol is madol no matter how small.”
“Hah? It’s not like we won’t get it back— we don’t mod the stream for free, remember? Our Mostro Lounge drinks funds had to have come from somewhere,” Ace explained in the midst of typing up the message. “Plus we can’t wait that long either. Sometimes he just pops up near the end of the stream, and then what?”
Alright, now Ace and Deuce were fighting again, but at least it was with you in mind. It would take a few more minutes until actual logical comments turned into simply egging each other on. As for everyone else…
Personally, he just wanted to get this over with, and to shoo everyone out of his room so he could get back to his duties. He looked over at Epel, who was watching the two Heartslabyul students eagerly, as if waiting for something to happen. Alright, one-for-one. Jack, meanwhile… looked like he was tired of Ace and Deuce making a ruckus as well. Alright, two-for-one in his favor.
Sebek took back his phone, which slipped quite easily from Ace’s hands, proofread the message, and sent it.
Ace and Deuce looked at him like they couldn’t believe he had just done that without them having made a decision. Did they forget it was his phone and email address?
“Oi, shut up, the message just came up on stream,” Jack said, stopping any possible bickering from even starting as, once again, all of them huddled over a phone, watching with anticipation.
“Oh, is this a new viewer? Welcome valleyofthorns12345, thank you for the super chat! Let’s see… he said, ‘sorry if this is impolite, but two streams ago you said the guy you liked didn’t have you as his type. How did you even find out his type in the first place? I don’t think that kind of topic has ever popped up in conversations for me, haha’,” he would give Ace credit where credit was due, because the way that message was typed it would be difficult to think it was any of the five of them.
“It’s fine, it’s not a problem for me at all!” a little hard to believe you were the same person who complained to them about how your love was never going to happen, but sure. “Are any of you aware of the idol group The Moirai Of The Cliffs? The guy I like… they’re his ult group!”
Wow, you really had no restraint in admitting that.
“This guy had merchandise, posters, photographs… he said he liked their clothes, too… and their voices… and just about everything. Basically, that was his ideal type, according to his tier list, and then I sort of realized I was not going to be able to compare at all.”
“Holy crap, look at the chat,” as Epel said, the chat decided to explode.
threefates (fae/faer): GAKEMO??? GOOD TASTE GOOD TASTE
grimmymeowmeow (she/her): do you know either idol groups? what about MAMAMEOW? Morning Musumeow?
abyssmagealt (he/him): gakemo? Aren’t they super old lol
“Hey, didn’t we just ban that guy? Do we have to ban him again?” Deuce muttered to Ace, who simply shrugged, a little too invested in what you were saying.
“DON’T CALL THE GIRLS THAT! Who cares about their ages if they’re good at performing, huh?”
Wow, again, you really did not care. The effect that group had on you and, allegedly, Idia was quite bizarre.
“Honestly I tried getting into it to see why he was so hyped about it… but ah, I really can’t hold a candle to them! Recently, I’ve been tempted to buy clothes similar to theirs just because I like their music so much… I think I’ve been totally converted? As sad as it is for me, I think I accept my loss? If we can’t be together, we’ll cheer them on together!”
You continued talking about the group, the songs you liked, who you thought your favorite was, and Sebek… wasn’t sure if this was helpful at all. How was this supposed to help you finally get together with Idia?
That was, until a few minutes later you looked up away from the screen, excusing yourself as you talked to someone by your bedroom door. He couldn’t see who it was, but you said a name, and if he heard right, that name was—
“Ortho,” Ace said, cackling like a madman, “holy shit, Ortho went to visit Ramshackle! You know what this means!”
“Either Ortho was watching the stream with him and got as fed up as us,” Deuce deduced, “or Idia personally sent him to fetch the prefect.”
Whichever one it was, it looked like it was definitely one of the Shroud’s doing with how frazzled you suddenly looked.
“Um, sorry everyone, quick emergency! I have to end the stream right now! I’m so sorry, I’ll record the shout outs either later, or go through them at the start of my next stream! Thank you, bye bye!”
Just like that the stream had ended abruptly. All five boys looked at each other, kind of in awe.
“I can’t believe that actually worked.”
v. the vibes shift, and it's about time they started talking
Idia… was taking a long time to process the information he had just received. A small part of him, the very pessimistic side, still thought it was all just a coincidence, a very cruel joke on him by someone up there, maybe a curse or something. He wouldn’t be too surprised.
He was going to take his chances though, because did you really know that many people who were extremely into Gakemo to the point that they had merchandise? To deny that it was him would be denying that he was the biggest Gakemo fan you knew, and that was an insult to him!
On the other hand, that would mean he was the guy you were interested in, and that was just… really difficult to accept, because why? It was easy to love you once he actually put some effort into getting to know you, and people would believe him if he said he did, but to have you return his feelings? To imply that you liked him, wasn’t that just an insult to you?
“Why would you even…” he muttered to himself, trying to find some good in himself that wasn’t how good he was at video games, or how well he memorized all of Gakemo’s songs, or how he was able to full clear all the routes in the dating sims he had played. In the face of an IRL person, one he liked, he could hardly say those were his best traits, even though they were the only ones he could name.
Just thinking about it made him feel empty inside.
“Big Brother is…” Ortho sounded like he was going to try reassuring him, like he tended to do so, but the boy surprised him by trailing off from his original thoughts completely. “I’ll leave Big Brother alone for a while!”
Honestly Idia was fine with that. It would be kind of sad if Ortho had to continue to witness him as he was now… not that it would be the first time, but he’d rather not show more of that side of him. Instead, he found himself listening to you talk more on stream, stuck between finding comfort in your voice and overthinking every little thing you said.
He’d made fun of Azul in regards to that, some time ago, but here he was just as clueless of what to do.
If he really was the guy you liked, then that would mean you got into his favorite idol group for him, wouldn’t it? Doing that… for a shut-in, nerd, otaku lowlife…
“Hmm? Or…? What are…” it was incredibly soft, he could see the chat trying to figure out what you were saying, but he had heard enough and filled in the blanks. Ortho had gone to see you, and more importantly, sought you out to bring you to him.
As soon as the stream ended Idia found himself sitting upright for once, as if to convince himself to take some time to prepare himself because Ortho would bring you to his room. How much time did he have… ten minutes? Fifteen minutes? He cleaned up a little, mostly his chair and bed in case you wanted to sit somewhere, but didn’t bother with much of anything else— you’ve seen how much of a mess he could be in his room previously.
No, what was more important was what he would even ask you. If you felt the same way about him that he did for you? If you’ve known his feelings all this time? If you were just trying to be nice? If you were actually an incredibly cruel being playing a sick prank on him?
When you appear in front of him, the two of you standing near the door and fidgeting in place, he still doesn’t know what to say; neither do you, it seems. Whatever confidence you had when you were streaming, the one you showed when you formulated strategies and tactics on the spot… all of that seemed to be gone. Idia couldn’t tell if he was glad he wasn’t the only one nervous, or if he wished either one of you had enough confidence to start the conversation already, and end the awkward silence.
“Umm…”
“Ah, I-I…”
Was this it? The extent of how much you two would be able to talk today? Even though he had so much going on in his head… actually saying it out loud was a whole other ordeal… it would be so much better if he just had some dialogue options he could choose from— at least with three or four options it’d be a little easy to distinguish which one was correct, which would lead him to the best route possible. He had neither that nor a walkthrough, though, so he was just going to have to go into this blind.
“Umm… Idia,” you began slowly, and when Idia gained the courage to look up at you he learned you were avoiding his gaze, “we don’t have to talk about this now, Ortho made it kind of sudden for the both of us. We can always just… push this back?”
When you said that, Idia had realized you were likely being considerate of him again, you always did your best to be, but what had he ever done on the same level for you? Do you know the extent to which he appreciated your presence in his lonely life?
Probably not, because if his assumptions were right and you truly liked him, liked him the way he liked you, then he might actually understand why you thought you weren’t his type even though the truth told otherwise. In fact, having thought about it again, his earlier claim might have been wrong—
objectively, it was easier to believe that you liked him, as crazy as it was to think about, than to believe he liked you because he had never conveyed his feelings other than in private, supporting you behind the scenes when you didn’t even seem to know he was there.
There was a thin line between friendship and love, the danger zone as one would say, and it was difficult to know which side the two of you would fall under without actually talking about it.
Talking face-to-face always made Idia feel anxious, like disappearing into the abyss to never be seen again, but all the negativity inside of him… he was going to overcome it, just this once, because talking with you right now was important, and he didn’t know if he’d get the same chance again.
“N-no, I want to… we should talk about it.”
“Oh! Then… go ahead.”
Idia took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down and trying to find the words to say. To tell you he liked you right away… if he were on the receiving end, he might not believe it, so he had to prove it somehow.
“When you… the guy you said you liked. Is… could you confirm that it’s me?”
It was excruciating, waiting for you to answer, but when you nodded your head and told him he was right, he let out a shaky exhale of breath. That… that was one part completed. He wasn’t going to ask you to prove it to him, but he, on the other hand… he felt that compared to you, he still had something to prove.
“Thank you… and I’m sorry,” you seemed to flinch at his words, and Idia quickly realized his mistake, “no, ugh… how do I… you… the thing with the type…”
For the life of him he couldn’t quite figure out how to tell you that you were his type, that beyond his type you were someone he had feelings for, and he found himself fearing that you would misinterpret each and every word and think he was rejecting you or that your feelings weren’t reciprocated, but then he spots your hand near his, not quite touching so you wouldn’t surprise him, but hovering as if to tell him you were still listening, that the two of you were still okay.
“Things like 2D characters and idols… you shouldn’t compare yourself to them. The feelings I get from liking them are different from… it’s just different with you.”
“Different?”
“Different because it’s new,” he explained, “because it isn’t always good. Sometimes it’s uncomfortable, like it’s harder to breathe around you, even though you always try to be respectful about my boundaries… and it’s distracting, reading manga and immediately thinking you might enjoy it… and it really, really sucked when you said you had someone you liked, and I thought it couldn’t have been me, because there was no way I could deserve someone like you, could bring someone like you into my life.”
“Idia…”
“It’s a lot more complicated than I thought, liking someone you know, someone who knows you too… But I don’t hate it either— me liking you, and you liking me… I think… there’s a lot to get used to… but if you think… if you’re okay with me, I’ll do my best to prove what I really feel.”
Hah… he had finally said it. Everything he needed to say. He didn’t know if he was able to convey everything to you properly, but he hoped you at least understood that he wasn’t faking it, that his feelings for you were very much real even though…
“Idia, could I?” you were looking at his hands again, and it was only then Idia realized they were shaking, as if all his nerves had transferred to the tips of his fingers.
“G-go ahead.”
Your touch was soft, not necessarily in texture but in action— a gentle carefulness like you weren’t just trying to soothe him, but telling him as well that his message to you was properly received.
“So what are we now?”
“I… didn’t even think I’d get this far…” Idia hadn’t really thought this far out in his plan. Sure, he’s thought about dating you before, but those were unrealistic fantasies based on fictional media and this was the real deal. If you asked him any more, he didn’t think he’d even be able to answer with how much energy he had already used up from confessing, saying everything in one go.
“But… if we start dating… Please don’t expect me to go outside, or expect me to talk to all of your friends, or-”
“I won’t push you into doing anything you don’t want to… but it’d be nice if you visited me in Ramshackle sometime. It can just be you, and me, and maybe Grim and Ortho too.”
Ramshackle. With you, your not-quite-a-cat, him, and his brother. He could imagine it would be a little noisy, especially knowing Ortho would want to play with everyone, and maybe Grim would cause a disturbance here and there, but even though it wasn’t the same as the comforts of his room he figured it might be nice.
The feeling of happiness… Was he, Idia Shroud, allowed to feel it? To get attached to someone 3D was dangerous enough, but to be with him…
“Okay,” he replied slowly, allowing himself to squeeze your fingers back, “I’ll… I’ll try my best for you.”
Idia still didn’t think he had much to offer you… but his best, that much you deserved, and that much he would give.
Neither my character nor I were a good influence during book 4
Some Dorm Leaders (+ Jamil) wearing their respective live-action counterpart outfits
Riddle - Queen of Hearts played by Helena Bonhan Carter (Alice Through The Looking Glass (2016))
Jamil - Jafar played by Marwan Kenzari (Aladdin (2019))
Vil - Queen Ravenna played by Charlize Theron (Snow White and the Huntsman (2012))
Malleus - Maleficent played by Angelina Jolie (Maleficent (2014))
No idea what possessed me but here have this what was supposed to be a doodle~
Jeje my love <3
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let Moon be a dramatic lil demon but also soft and Sun suffer them both
title: watercolor painting
summary: The one in which Margarita learns her new favorite colors.
word count: 2069
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The colors shift.
It’s pink and purple blurred together, dimmed with the low lighting of the room, as what Margarita usually sees looks like, but she can see a sort of movement, a color makes way for another intermittently. It’s something that happens every now and then, but it has a sort of magnetic grip at the moment.
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