Ok Ela Testing Is Finally Over So I’ll Be Posting Something Next Week :D I’m Thinking About Continuing

Can someone write some Levis fanfic.

Like... there is so much cliche and misconception potential with this guy.

He's got it all:

Technically the rich ceo kid trope

A bully

A manipulator (idk if he's psychopathic)

Daddy issues

Sounds super strong but is actually weak (mentality?)

Got body scars

An eye injury/scar

Strong (magic, brains, and physical big headcanon)

Long ass hair

Record of bad school behaviour(?)

Like someone gotta whip up some Boys over Flowers typa shit, that'd be kinda fun to read.

Or like make Levis a tsundere. I don't care. I'm so bad at this.

The way that they’re both giving the exact same look is kind of crazy 

Suki is like a mini version of her older sister 😭

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[ ⏳ ] Orter Mádl headcanons!

I love my man Orter n’ I have so many headcanons ‘bout him. I’m kinda embarrassed to post this, but, yeah, I’ll like to share it. It might be a lil disorganized, English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for possible mistakes. T.T

Starting with physical aspects, I think Orter would be very pale. Purple and blue veins are easily noticed on his arms and neck especially. He also has low blood perfusion on his fingertips, which make them look almost completely white.

Following the first one, because of his sensitive skin, if he were to stay under the sun for a considerable time, he would get burned. And I don't mean that he would have a tan or anything like that, literally his skin would turn extremely red, reaching the point of breaking if he was exposed to sunlight for too long.

In general he IS very sensitive to sunlight, his eyes also hurt and get tired more quick if he’s in contact with it. This is why he maintains his office’s windows closed, and prefers to be in dimly light to work. (Tho idk if that is worst or better for his eyesight).

When he started working in the Bureau of Magic, he often got mistaken for his father. Orter is basically the exact copy of his dad but with glasses, and he hates it, he used to look the people who confused him as if he was at just five seconds to murder them.

He started reading at 4 y/o, and had to use glasses prematurely due this same thing.

He has a VERY SERIOUS insomnia disorder. Since childhood it was difficult to put him to sleep, n he used to hide in library so not be taken to bed; n currently he spends his time doing work or reading while drinking until almost dawn. In his teen ages he kinda got better thanks Alex Elliot’s help, who insisted on having a healthy sleeping schedule, but after his death, Orter just returned to the same. He sometimes takes some sleeping pills when very tired, but in general he just lives with it.

Hates coffee, he genuinely can’t stand the flavor or even scent of it.

Orter doesn’t celebrate his birthday, sometimes he even forgets that he has one until people in Bureau start to congratulate him n give him presents. His parents never celebrated anything in the house, so he grew accostumed to it just be another day like the others. At the end of the day, he goes to Alex’s grave n has dinner beside it as a form of ritual, since in the past, Alex took him out to have a meal together on his birthday.

Even though he doesn’t care too much ‘bout food, he has a slight preference for sweet rather than salty.

He baths in cold, almost frozen water. If it were up to him, he would even add ice cubes to the bathtub. The hot water overwhelms him and the steam is very annoying.

He sometimes uses some glasses chain that Alex gifted him.

He has a “special drawer” in his office that is full of Wirth’s photos, since he was a kid until a lil after becoming a teenager. It was a secret, but once Dot n Lance discovered it by chance. N well...

Apart from reading, he truly enjoys writing. He has a lot of letters, poems and stories stored in folders and boxes. Most are dedicated to special people in his life (Wirth, Alex, Dot, Lance... even some for the Divine Visionaries n 008 after the final arc).

Remember the entire Criminal Code. All the books in which each of the laws are named have been memorized to the letter.

When he was a kid, people at the start used to think that he was mute because he never said a word until it was completely necessary, even though he had a very large vocabulary from that point. (That never stopped him from beefing with his butlers daily tho).

He has a complicated relationship with toddlers. He might make them cry with just his face or being a human magnet for them.

Very high alcohol tolerance. Can easily drink six bottles of pure whiskey n still be in his five full senses.

Owns the full book series of “How to Spend Time with your Younger Brother”, he’s trying to be prepared before starting to put it in practice with Wirth.

He actually was younger than Alex even tho being his senior. Since it was a Police Academy, it was possible to younger people being in a higher rank than older people. So Elliot was kind of a older brother figure to Orter.

Apart from accomplish his needs, Orter chose to go to the Police Academy to challenge his parents, who expected him to go to Easton. Ironically, he ended up to follow their words in some way.

He still maintains some contact with Alex’s parents, n sends them some presents from time to time.

AND THAT’S ALL!!! Okay maybe not all (my rambling bout Orter never ends), but idk how to make this look organized. Many of my hcs involve other people n I will like to make another posts focusing on those relationships. Like Orter n Wirth/their family, Orter n his mentees, Orter n 008... so yeah. That’s all for now.

Sorry if some of them seem ooc, I’m not very good with maintaining characters’ completely canon accurate personality. I swear that I’ll try to work hard to get the characters’... character (?) real! >.<

Here’s a silly little art dump of some of my oc and mashle ocs :D

WIP(I promise I’ll get back to work…soon)

finally writing this stupid magical girl x levis fanfic that I’ve been needing to write for a minute.

Warning: heavy spoilers of Madoka Magica since this fanfic takes heavy inspiration from the series and parallels a lot of the scenes that happen in the anime

Bg info: so just a quick explanation on how magical girls work. In this AU you become magical girl by making a deal with kyubey the cat, looking thing. The deal is simple, kyubey will grant you any wish you desire, but in return you have to become a magical girl and fight these “monster” called witches. now a big thing to know is that you have to use magical girl powers against witches since normal magic does not work against them. after you defeat a witch you get a grief seed which replenishes your magical power and keeps your soul gem pure. Ok that’s all the information you need to know :D

• at first you became magical girl because you wanted to help the people around you. You came from a noble family, but your parents never really felt the need to help the poor. you used to sneak out at night as a kid so you saw the famine disease that they had to face. So when kyubey came to you one night offering a deal to grant one wish you couldn’t resist but accept. your wish was simple, it was the ability to heal any injury, whether it be physical or mental or even emotional.

• after that, you started sneaking out at night, even more often trying to help as many impoverished people as you can with your new profound healing powers. right after you would do that you would go ahead and hunt as many witches as you can for the night. it was pretty simple and you didn’t mind needing to hunt which is every night.

• That’s until you met a friend. she was also another magical girl who hunted witches and she had such a lovely energetic personality. You to became close until well something happened.

• you both were hunting witches that night. It should’ve been like every other night but this which was different. Right after you both thought you killed it your friend was about to try to look for the grief see that I dropped until it did some sort of responding and bit your friend’s head off. You could hear the crunching noises that it was making as it was eating your friend corpse. you finally snapped yourself out of whatever haze that you were in and quickly murdered the witch. it dropped its grief seed and all you could do at that moment was just stare at it. you grabbed the groove seated as quickly as you could and replenish your magic. looking back at your friends corpse it was all mangled up now some parts eaten, and some parts left untouched. you grabbed her corpse found a place in the woods to bury it. after that you went back home and quietly snuck back into your room through the window. As you look you saw that fuck ass cat thing.

• You walked up to him and asked for the full truth.

• he then started to explain the true purpose of magic girls. he started to explain that all of the witches that you have killed were magical girls who we’re overcome with despair and became witches. you learn that eventually you will become a witch as it is a fate for a magical girl that they cannot escape. you learned that technically your soul isn’t even in your body anymore. It’s just inside your soul gem since it makes magical girls more efficient.

• after that, he start to explain the good things that come from being a magical girl and how magical girls have changed history and how they even improve society for beyond your comprehension.

• after all that talking he left you alone with your thoughts. you didn’t even wanna think right now, so you just changed into your sleepwear and crawled inside your bed to go to sleep.

• that happened around a year ago and now you’re currently going to walkis.

Orter Madl X Reader - My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toy.

Sypnosis: Tied to Orter Madl by an arranged engagement, you fight for a love he won't give. As he prioritizes duty over affection, you slowly break beneath the weight of silence—after all, you are the Queen of Sand Castles he destroys.

Fic Count: 0.7K

Warnings: Angst - No comfort.

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They say love is sacrifice.

But no one told you sacrifice would mean vanishing slowly, piece by piece, in someone else's shadow.

You were fifteen when you first met Orter Madl. He was cold even then - brilliant, composed, already more soldier than boy. But you, bright-eyed and soft-hearted, thought maybe you could reach him. Maybe, if you were good enough, quiet enough, strong enough, he'd open the gates and let you in.

You were wrong.

You're still trying to be enough. Still falling short.

He's your fiancé now. Not by choice, not really. Your family smiled across a mahogany table while shaking hands with his. The engagement was inked in political ink and sealed with centuries of tradition. You were told it was a blessing.

But blessings don't bleed like this.

You make him tea when his hands shake from overusing his magic. He thanks you, but doesn't look up. You sit beside him on the couch, but he leans forward, elbows on knees, always thinking of somewhere else.

You learn to live in the quiet spaces between his ambitions. He isn't cruel. He's just distant... And somehow, that's worse.

You wonder if it would hurt less if he hated you - at least then you'd be something. But instead, you are nothing in his everything. A ring on his finger, a name in his mouth when it's required. A ghost with a heartbeat

Tonight, you stand at the window, watching the moon light the empty garden he never walks with you through. The tea in your hands has gone cold. You think of how hard you've tried. How many times you smiled through silence. How often you cried where he wouldn't see.

You think, 'Once I fix me, he's gonna miss me.’

You whisper it like a promise to yourself, 'Just say when I play again.' But the game has long since ended.

And all you're left with is the memory of a dream you swore was real.

He was my best friend

At least, in your head he was. In all the quiet fantasies you built when he stood close enough to imagine warmth. You think of that one rare day in the sandlot of the estate gardens-before duty choked out his boyhood. He smiled then, maybe. Or maybe your memory rewrote it to keep you alive.

Down in the sandlot, you laughed. You called his name and he turned like it meant something. He didn't smile, but he stayed. And you clung to that.

You close your eyes.

You are tired of loving someone who only reaches for you when the world is crumbling-who only breaks the things he secretly loves, because control is safer than connection.

You are tired of being a favorite toy.

Used and precious in theory.

And maybe, one day, when you're gone, when you're whole again, he'll remember the person who tried.

Maybe then, he'll miss you.

But by then, you'll be dust on the wind.

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Author's note:

Hi there! This is my first fic on this blog. I notice the lack of fics there are for Orter so I might make more since I have a few ideas saved in my drafts. Normally my fics are inspired by songs cause I tend to have writer blocks in case you notice a pattern with them. I am also thinking about making an extended version, but feel free to let me know if anyone is interested.

I thought this idea a few weeks ago buttttt hear me out on reader who experiments on herself x Carpaccio

Reader is fem in this one

• Reader is a part of orca dorm and has a habit of experimenting on herself.

• you and Carpaccio did share magic history together, but didn’t really talk to each other but there was a project in your class, and it had to be in pairs of two

• Both of you didn’t have any friends in that class so you to paired together because you were the only options left for each other

• it was some stupid project about talking about some important historical figure in magic history so both of you plan to work on the project the school library

• Carpaccio was the first one to arrive at the library and he waited but for some random reason you still haven’t appear to work on your share of the project

• So Carpaccio decided to go ahead and look for you and he found you pretty easily at the school garden happily picking some sort of plant

• He walked up to you to remind you about the school project and you apologizing saying that you couldn’t let these plants go to waste

• he was confused because he thought he was just a normal plants and then you went on a whole tangent about poisonous flowers and plants the long-term effects and short-term effects that they have on the human body

• When he asked you in the middle of your rant, how did you get this information you said a simple “Oh I tested it out on myself”

• That’s when an interesting friendship, spark to life

• Both of you now spend time together talking about your own personal experiment and the results of those experiments

• this is also the time you learned about Carpaccio habit of forgetting to eat and sleep so you often remind him to eat and sleep

• sometimes you even cook him some food and force him to eat it in front of you (he has jokingly questioned on whether you’ve poisoned it or and you took a great offense to that question)

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