CRONCHY FLOYD STANS ARE FED
CRONCHY FLOYD STANS ARE FED
Accidentally Courting an Eel Ⅰ
author note: oooops I was supposed to post this days ago but then it somehow ended up being almost 5k words?? And this is only part 1?? Sorry sorry, I hope you enjoy it! A lot of chaos here, the only one who shows any kind of sense is Ruggie, we love you king! also many character cameos as well! i hope i did them justice
warnings: Cursing, violence, reader is quite a feisty and angry person tbh
characters: Floyd Leech x F!Reader
Your world had been turned upside down when you had returned from summer break. Intent to start your second year, you instead went to your first day of the semester only to find out that your mage school was closing and being absorbed by another school. In a whirlwind, you found yourself in the prestigious Night Raven College opening ceremony, being placed in a dormitory posthaste (you found yourself sorted into Heartslabyul, your new housewarden seemed absolutely unhinged) and then expected to continue in as normal. You had no idea why your academy closed, or why such a prestigious college was so willing to absorb an indie mage academy with a small student cohort and an obscure reputation, and those questions were never answered. Life just kind of… Went on.
Whilst the arrival of new students at the start of a new academic year wasn’t strange, it was entirely unusual to receive sophomore and senior students with the incoming batch of freshmen, so there was a lot of excitement that followed the first couple of weeks that you and the rest of your previous cohort had at Night Raven College. Lots of eyes on you, sizing you up and trying to get an idea of what you were worth… And for you, that meant a few fights.
You were known in your previous academy as being quite fiery, not hesitating to throw hands if you needed to, despite being on the shorter side compared to your peers. You were a scrapper, and a dirty one at that, more than willing to bite, scratch and pull hair if it meant that you could get the upper hand. It had gotten to the point that you began wearing shorts underneath your skirt, so that you had more freedom of movement if you needed to kick someone where the sun didn’t shine. You had the most spats with the Savanaclaw dorm, growing sick of being shoulder bumped and generally harassed by the predominantly beastman dorm. After the first couple of fights and during your next, you’d found yourself thrown over the shoulder of the Savanaclaw housewarden, Kingscholar, and extracted from the situation. You received a rather stern lecture on how you needed to stop getting into fights with his boys (which you gave him a few choice words right back) but after that, you seemed to find yourself getting bothered a lot less by the Savanaclaw students. And to be honest, a lecture from Kingscholar was miles more bearable than a lecture from housewarden Rosehearts. There were only so many apology essays you could write, after all.
After a few weeks, the novelty of having new students wore off and you were able to carry on with your school life without much issue. Sure, you got into a few fights here and there occasionally, but nothing too major, enough for you to skate under the detection of housewarden Rosehearts. After all, nothing was worse than sitting through a Rosehearts lecture. Weeks blended into months, and soon you were far into your first semester, and had rather gotten used to life at Night Raven College. You’d even managed to build some sort of rapport with your housewarden, who was less on your back now that your constant fighting had calmed down.
You found yourself sighing as you made your way to the potions lab, leafing through your notes on the way. Professor Crewel had set up and assignment and paired everyone off and to be honest, the assignment had been a complete nightmare. Together, you and your partner were supposed to brew an energy boosting potion, but you had to figure out the ingredients and brewing method with only a few hints and clues along the way. Crewel refused to give further instruction apart from surveying the ingredients selected by students, to ensure no dangerous mishaps could occur, stating with a slap of his whip that the whole point of the assignment was for students to study the potion and ingredients available to them to create the potion. Unfortunately for you, your partner for this assignment didn’t have the best grade in potionology, and considering that this assignment was graded, anything short of a good pass would have housewarden Rosehearts chasing you around the dorm demanding an explanation. Thankfully, you seemed close to finishing the assignment, the ginger root you required as your last ingredient finally having finished distilling. You were on your way to the potion lab after classes now to meet with your partner to finish brewing the potion and finally be free of the assignment that had been weighing around your neck for the last few weeks.
Or so you thought.
When you entered the lab, your lab partner was waiting there as expected, but you knew at first glance that something was up. The closer you got to him, the paler you noticed his face was, and you couldn’t help raising your brow as you stopped beside him. “What’s up?” You queried, placing your notes on the desk and putting down your bag by your chair. A few other students were milling around the potions lab, trying to finish their own assignments, one of them being Ruggie, a Savanaclaw student you usually saw running around after Kingscholar. He looked rather sheepish, his ears twitching as he stared hard at his own assignment. Your eyes fell back to your lab partner, who still looked like he would rather sink through the floor than be in the lab at that moment. “Well? Are you ready to finish the assignment? The ginger root should have distilled now so all we need to do is brew—”
“Um… About the ginger root…” Your lab partner began in a small voice, and you could see sweat beginning to bead on his forehead, “I think we are going to have to distil it again…” You blinked and stared blankly at your lab partner, as if he had suddenly grown an extra limb. “Distil it again? It took us 2 days to distil the first vial! What happened to the one we distilled?” You asked, frustration clear in your tone and mounting fast. If your lab partner wanted to sink through the floor before, now he wanted the ground to just open and swallow him whole. His eyes darted around nervously and he leaned forwards, closing the gap between you so he could whisper to you, “someone… Took it.”
You stared incredulously at him, “do you know who?” Your partner nodded; his eyes glued to the floor. “Then just take it back!” You hissed, at a loss at why your lab partner didn’t just retrieve your ginger root and resolve the situation, but his eyes shot up at your words and he looked terrified at the suggestion. “N-no way!” He stuttered, his face somehow becoming paler, “look, lets just wait a few days. I’ll distil another vial, I’ll do all the work—”
“Who took it?” You demanded flatly.
“Just forget about it, we still have time—”
“Who. Took. It.” You repeated sharply, your eyes narrowing into a glare on your lab partner. He swallowed thickly, and he discreetly nodded his head in the direction of the culprit. Your eyes left your lab partner and settled on the culprit, and you crossed your arms over your chest. “Look,” your lab partner started, moving to put a hand on your arm, “Just leave it, whatever you’re thinking, it’s not a good idea—”
“Wait here.”
You brushed off your lab partner’s hand as you began walking over to the culprit, who had his back to you as he leafed through the ingredients in the potionology inventory. He was tall, towering over you even when you weren’t that close to him yet, with teal coloured hair and roughly put together uniform. You could spy what you assumed to be your vial of ginger root tucked into the crook of his hand as he thumbed through the rest of the jars and bottles on the shelf, clearly looking for ingredients to complete his own assignment. And apparently, he had decided that your ginger root was his for the taking.
“Oi. Give back my ginger root.” You demanded, glaring at the back of the culprit’s head.
“Ahh~? Get lost, guppy. I’m workin’ here.” The culprit drawled back, not even bothering to look back at you as he continued to flip through ingredients, not a care in the world.
“Yeah? Well, you’ll be working on your ass if you don’t give me back my ginger root.” You retorted, folding your arms across your chest as you continued to glare. That seemed to get his attention, as he turned around to face you. His eyes seemed to light up when he caught sight of you, a wild grin spreading across his lips, showcasing his freakishly sharp teeth. Yikes.
“Ahaa~ You’re real tiny, little guppy. Hey, why don’t you come get your ginger root back?” He challenged, a glint in his eyes that immediately told you that this guy was going to mess with you. You tried to reach for the vial, but he quickly snatched it away, dangling it high in the air over your head with a spiteful grin. “Ah, ah, ah guppy, you’ll have to try harder than that. C’mon, jump for it.”
You clicked your tongue, feeling your blood boiling at his attitude. You stood on the tips of your toes, and even then, you were barely closer to his face. “None of us will have ginger root when I shove that vial so far down your throat no one will have to hear your annoying voice again.” You hissed at him lowly, your lips twisted up in an annoyed snarl. All amusement and mocking sank out of his face as his own face darkened, his pupils shrinking as he now began to glare at you. “You got alotta nerve, guppy. Who do you think you’re talking to?”
The two of you glared at each other, and he leaned forward with menacing intent, “Maybe I should do you a favour and squeeze some sense into ya.” He said, all previous drawl lost from his tone as he threatened you now. You scoffed, having had more than enough of this guy. You quickly reached forward and yanked that stupid black lock of hair that hung down his face, catching him by surprise and using that opportunity to push him back, making him collide into the ingredients shelf, the jars and vials rattling precariously from the impact. You tried to reach for vial of ginger root, that now also balanced dangerously in his hand, but before you could reach it, his arms suddenly locked around your middle, lifting you off the ground and squeezing. You felt your ribs begin to protest as he crushed you, and you hissed in pain, your legs kicking violently at whatever you could in an attempt to get free. You could vaguely hear the sound of smashing glass, but you couldn’t focus on that. Now when he was staring down at you, a smug smile spreading across his lips as he watched you struggle. It made you seethe. You twisted and kicked, and somehow managed to free your left arm. Striking before he could restrain you again, you took your chance and seized hold of his earring and yanked. You heard him grunt as the earring came away in your hand, but it still wasn’t enough for him to let you go, so you turned your head and sank your teeth into his arm. He froze when you did that, his hands slackening enough that you slipped out of his grasp altogether, your feet hitting the floor quicker than you expected, almost making you fall backwards. You steadied yourself, readying a follow up attack when he was still stunned frozen after you bit him, only to feel yourself yanked backwards at the waist and thrown over someone’s shoulder, moving at such a nimble speed that the ginger root stealing culprit was soon leaving your sight as you were whisked out of the potions lab.
“Put me down!” You seethed, trying to lean up in your captor’s grasp, your hand pressing into their shoulder. “Ruggie?! What do you think you’re doing? Put me down right now!” Ruggie ignored your complaints, running through the corridor with surprising ease despite you being on his shoulder, zipping through winding corridors like this wasn’t his first time.
“No can do. If Leona found out you’d been fighting again and I was there and didn’t do anything, he’d have my tail.” Ruggie grumbled, his ears going flat at the thought, “and with Floyd Leech of all people! I mean this respectfully but, Y/N are you nuts? You gotta have a death wish.” Ruggie continued to spout off about how you had not perception of threat or danger, just throwing your hands left, right and centre without any care for who you were dealing with. You scrunched up your face, a lecture from Ruggie not on your bingo card for the year, that’s for sure.
“Who is Floyd Leech?” You grumbled sourly, starting to feel a little dizzy from a combination of the blood rushing to your head and how quickly Ruggie sped through the corridors. Ruggie shook his head, glancing up at you incredulously. “Floyd Leech is the guy you just rammed into the potions inventory, and probably in every student in this school’s top 10 guys not to mess with ranking. High up too, I imagine.” Ruggie commented dryly, his speed slowing to a slow jog as he seemed to near to the destination you had in mind. “Crewel is going to kill you by the way, if Floyd doesn’t first. You absolutely totalled his potionology inventory for that lab.”
You groaned at that, the consequences of your actions starting to rear their ugly head. Either way, housewarden Rosehearts would have your head, if there was anything left of it after Crewel was done with you. You didn’t get a chance to wallow, as Ruggie slowed to a stop and gently lowered you off of his shoulder. You looked around, only to notice you were standing outside of the infirmary. “Why did you bring me here? I’m fine.” You questioned, only for Ruggie to give you another stunned look, his tail flickering anxiously behind him.
“What? Y/N… Uh… Your legs are kinda…” Ruggie trailed off and you looked down, your eyes widening as you saw an array of cuts down your bare legs, dripping blood down to your socks. “Oh… Oops.” You muttered, looking a little sheepish. Ruggie scratched behind his ear, looking slightly awkward himself. “Yeah… You should probably get those checked out…”
You sighed as you turned to the infirmary door, a small grimace on your lips. “Thanks, Ruggie… Feel free to tell housewarden Kingscholar that you saved the day.” That seemed to brighten the mood a little bit, Ruggie’s characteristic smile starting to come back to his face. “You bet I will, shishishi…” With that, he scurried off, leaving you to enter the infirmary alone. As you were about to push the door open, you noticed the something in your hand, opening it to reveal a teal earring clutched in your fist. You sighed again, having completely forgotten in the heat of the moment that you’d torn that out of Floyd’s ear. Not knowing how to deal with it, you slid it into your skirt pocket and entered the infirmary.
You sighed as you trudged back to your dorm room, rubbing your head with a tired expression. You’d barely finished having the cuts on your legs checked for glass and cleaned when Professor Crewel had come marching into the infirmary to tear you a new one. You swear your ears were still ringing from the crack of his whip, knowing you’d be hearing it in your nightmares for the next couple of days at the least. You’d been instructed to attend the potionology lab after classes tomorrow to clean up the mess you’d made, and for whatever other punishment Crewel deemed necessary for however many days he deemed. You fully expected to get chewed out by Crewel even more tomorrow when you attended your detention, but that was something to dread tomorrow.
You’d survived your encounter with Floyd Leech largely unharmed, luckily the cuts on your legs not having any glass stuck in them and shallow enough that they’d likely heal in a couple of days, easily bandaged up to keep them clean. Your ribs, however, were bruised and hurt like a bitch, but again, it could have been worse. Surprisingly, another thing that could be worse was the reaction from Housewarden Riddle once you had gotten back to the dorm. He was waiting for you by the doors to be dorm, and you expected to lose your head immediately. Instead, you sat through a two-and-a-half-hour lecture about how unacceptable your behaviour was and how he expected you to apologise to Crewel sincerely posthaste, as well as demanding you write a 2000 word apology essay. But oddly enough, Riddle seemed more irked that it was Floyd Leech that you had gotten into a fight with, warning you to keep clear of him if you valued your education.
Floyd Leech this, Floyd leech that. All everyone talked about was Floyd damn Leech, like he was some sort of terror on campus. Although you had to admit, if he managed to even rile Riddle up to that extent, maybe there was something about him.
Either way, you didn’t really care. The adrenaline from the fight had worn off an hour ago, and you were beyond exhausted. You pushed open the door to your dorm room and flopped face down onto your bed, ready to pass out into oblivion, only to feel a stabbing pain in your thigh. You groaned dramatically and rolled onto your back, patting at the bed to try and find the source of your irritation. Finding nothing, you patted at your thigh, slipping your hand into your pocket and feeling something jingle. With a quizzical hum, you pulled out a set of teal jewels, squinting at it in confusion, before it finally clicked.
Floyd Leech’s earring.
You held it up to the light, watching the light shine off of the three jewels that dangled from the simple golden stud. It was quite pretty, actually. As you continue to gaze at the earring as it dangled between your fingers, you noticed that the chain that attached the teal jewels to the stud were slightly damaged. You sat up, bringing the earring closer to your face to inspect it. Huh, it must have gotten damaged when you had pulled it out of Floyd’s ear… You turned the earring around in your hand, giving it another look over whilst you mulled over what you should do. Standing, you made your way to your desk, turning on the desk lamp and laying the earring carefully on the desk, you got to work…
“I don’t want to see a single shard of glass on that floor. Do you understand, pup?”
“Yes sir.” You muttered dejectedly, beginning to sweep up the mounds of glass that littered the battered potions inventory. You had to admit, you and Floyd had done a number on it, the floor chaotic with smashed glass and spilt ingredients, plant leaves mushed together from being trodden underfoot and staining the tiles of the lab. You sighed quietly under your breath, knowing that it was going to take a long time to clean all of this up.
As you cleaned, your eyes kept flickering to the door. You weren’t the only one who was supposed to be cleaning up this mess. Floyd was supposed to be here too. However, he had yet to turn up, so the lion’s share of the work was currently left to you. Crewel sat at his desk, grading alchemy papers whilst keeping an eye on your progress, probably to heckle you if your progress slowed. Your ribs still throbbed dully, protesting every time you bent at the waist to retrieve a particularly hefty chunk of glass, Crewel peering over at you occasionally to make sure you didn’t cut yourself any more than you already were. You could only hope you could get this done quickly so you could leave.
After what felt like hours, you had finally cleaned all the glass and ingredients off the floor, the process taking longer than you anticipated after Crewel insisted that you disposed of the spoiled ingredients properly, and then scolding you for yipping and giving you an impromptu lecture on correct ingredient disposal methods. You were about to pull of your gloves when Crewel once again appeared in front of you, a large cardboard box in his arms that he placed on a nearby desk.
“You’re not finished yet, pup. I expect you to arrange the new ingredients onto the shelves in proper order.” Crewel instructed, and you felt yourself grimace before you could stop yourself.
“Do I have to? Can’t Floyd do it? I cleaned up the entire floor!” You complained, deciding to push your luck anyway. Crewel looked around the room, an eyebrow raised before his eyes fell back on you.
“Do you see Leech anywhere?” Crewel said, and you could tell by his tone that you’d already lost. Why did he have to be so sassy?!
“… No.” You mumbled, cringing as you heard the thwapping of Crewel’s whip against his gloved palm.
“Exactly, now get to work. You can go once I approve the finished inventory.” Crewel ordered, making his way back to his desk whilst you rummaged through the cardboard box of fresh ingredients, a hard done by pout on your face. “Yes sir…”
“Good girl.”
Your entire body felt stiff the next morning, your joints cracking as you stretched with a groan. Floyd had never turned up in the end, leaving you to clean up the entire inventory and restock it, which was no easy task with Crewel’s finicky tastes. It took numerous attempts and lectures on the importance of ingredient storage before Crewel was finally happy enough to grant you freedom, only to miserably crush your spirit by informing you that he expected you to attend to the regrowth of replacement ingredients in the botanical garden for the next 3 days. Lucky you.
The only saving grace was that your initial sentence in the botanical garden had been reduced as a result of Floyd not turning up at all when you were supposed to clean the potionology lab. By the sound of it, Crewel was going to be ensuring that he served his detention in the botanical garden.
You found yourself slightly irritated that Floyd hadn’t turned up to your joint detention. Not only because it meant you had to spend hours cleaning up a mess that arguably wasn’t entirely your fault, but also because you had planned to give him back his earring. You had stayed up late into the night fixing the earring, fairly satisfied with yourself for making it look as good as new. You planned to hunt him down today to give it back to him, no matter what, if only because walking around with it in your pocket made you feel like it was going to inevitably get broken again.
Your fight with Floyd had spread around campus like wildfire, and you had people you didn’t even know commenting on how hardcore you were for going up against Floyd Leech without batting an eyelid. You’d also heard that since the fight, Floyd had been in a foul mood, and it was fifty fifty between students complimenting you and blaming you for being the unfortunate victim of Floyd’s new vile mood.
Either way, Floyd’s mood was not enough to deter you from finding him to return his earring. However, you couldn’t find him in the morning on the way to classes, and you didn’t see him at lunch either. You were wondering if you were going to have to go all the way to the Octavinelle dorm after classes, not really looking forward to that thought and beginning to think about whether this was all really worth it. Maybe you should just flag down a random Octavinelle student and give them the earring and just hope it made its way back to Floyd.
As you were pondering as you walked to your club, you saw a flash of teal at the end of the corridor, looking up quickly to see the retreating figures of a light grey-haired student along with two taller, teal haired students, one with a pretty unmistakable slouch with his hands in his pockets. A-ha!
“Oi! Floyd Leech!” You called, starting to break out into a light jog in case he didn’t stop and turn around. Luck was somewhat on your side, as all three of the students stopped and turned their attention to you, and you vaguely recognised one as the housewarden for Octavinelle. He was currently eyeing you up, meanwhile the teal haired student who wasn’t Floyd was giving you a smile that, whilst coming off polite at face value, reeked of mocking. You ignored them both, slowing to a stop in front of Floyd and boy, the other students were right. He looked like he was in a terrible mood, his eyes narrowed on you like he was about to start another fight.
“What do you want, guppy? I’m busy.” He drawled; his eyebrows furrowed as he frowned down at you. You scoffed at that, shooting your own frown back at him reproachfully. “I was really busy yesterday when someone didn’t turn up to their detention and I had to clean and rearrange the entire potionology inventory by myself.” You shot back at him, narrowing your eyes at him and watching him just stare back at you disinterestedly.
“Anyway, that’s not why I’m here. Here.” You fished into your pocket carefully and brought out the teal earring, dangling it carefully between your fingers. If you weren’t so distracted trying to get the earring out of your skirt pocket as gently as possible, you would have seen the flicker of surprise that went across Jade’s expression, or how Azul pushed up his glasses in an attempt to mask his own surprise. “I didn’t realise I still had it on me when I left the potions lab, to be honest. It got a little damaged during the fight, but I managed to fix it so good I bet you can’t even notice!” You weren’t even aware of the proud little beam that was on your face as you spoke of your repair job, or how all three of them stared at you in a veiled mix of surprise, confusion, and awe.
You held the earring out to Floyd for him to take, which he did, all previous traces of irritation washed from his face now as he held his earring in his palm. A silence had fell between you and considering that the situation was already awkward enough as it is, you decided to excuse yourself. “Well, that was all I wanted. I’ll be leaving.” You didn’t wait for any of them to respond, and none of them did as you walked past them and continued on your way to your club activities.
So happy you were to finally have that interaction over with and not have to worry about re-damaging the delicate earring that had made its home in your pocket over the last couple of days, you didn’t notice how Floyd Leech stared wistfully at your retreating back, said earring cradled carefully in his bare palm…
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prologue: tiny suburban bakery
001: self deprecating humor
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The Background Character is Avoiding Death in This Life!
Dying? Hard. Reincarnating into a dating sim? Even harder. Doing everything to prevent your predetermined tragic fate? Might as well give up at that point. The bell tolls for you, but you refuse to let it claim you just yet!
(Leona Kingscholar x Reincarnated!Reader)
A/N: I tried to make the reader as gender neutral as possible, but the implication here is that the reader is afab/capable of becoming pregnant and giving birth.
The carriage jostled over gravel as you sat there in silence, clothed in pure white. A marriage to a man you've never met. One that you had done everything you could to prevent.
Waking up with memories of your past life wasn't the worst thing in the world, at least at first. As the third born Royal of the empire, you weren't given many duties, nor were you interested in competing for the throne. All you had to do was study (which you did with ease thanks to your past life), attend balls and tea parties (which at the very least served delicious food), and survive without falling victim to a plague (and the holy magic in this world, thankfully, made this task as easy as the rest). That was until your world came crashing down.
Outside politics weren't much of an interest for you. All you knew was that your older brother, the Second Prince, was a general who would fight and win wars alongside the Emperor, your father. Until you learnt of the development of a protectorate, representative of an alliance between seven kingdoms.
The Night Raven Protectorate was established in Imperial Year 1302. You had just turned 17, and realized who you were.
NRP: Battles of the Heart! was a tactical rpg with dating sim mechanics you had played in your first life. It wasn't the best game, but the art and soundtrack were lovely, the characters were nice to look at, and the gameplay was good enough. Here's the problem: the characters in nrpBoH (as the fandom called it) were at war. War with the Empire you currently resided in. A war the character you were reborn as had inadvertently caused.
The Third Royal of the Empire was engaged and promptly married to Leona Kingscholar, the only Duke of the Sunset Savanna. The two resided in the Night Raven Protectorate, as Leona had been chosen as a diplomatic envoy for his kingdom while his brother Farena, the crown prince, remained in the capital. Leona worked alongside the other diplomatic envoys of the alliance: Crown Prince Riddle Rosehearts, Marquis Azul Ashengrotto, Marquis Kalim Al-Asim, Duke Vil Schoenheit, Duke Idia Shroud, and Crown Prince Malleus Draconia, to establish unity and peace across their kingdoms.
The Third Royal died a year into their marriage with Duke Leona. The Empire, distraught at the loss of one of their royal family, declares war two years later. The Hero of nrpBoH arrives a year before the war starts, and ultimately helps the Seven Kingdoms win the war, capturing the hearts of the envoys and their closest aides on the way.
Essentially the timeline was as such: 1304 > you get married to Leona 1305 > you die 1306 > the Hero arrives and charms the cast of nrpBoH 1307 > the Empire declares war 1315 > the Seven Kingdoms defeat the Empire with the hero's aid, and everyone lives happily ever after
What do you mean you die before the events of the game even start?! And, just to make things even worse for you, your character was barely mentioned and the circumstances of their death were never discussed! Obviously it must have been suspicious, why else would the Empire declare war?! And why was it so easy for your husband, of a year, to get over you and date some floozy so soon after your death!
Okay maybe that last one was stretching it a bit, after all, it's not like Duke Leona had ever loved the Third Royal. When asked in game, all he said was that "They were a suitable partner for me. What, jealous? My heart will always belong to you, herbivore." with a cocky smirk on his face!
And so, you made it your life's goal to do anything to stop your marriage to the Duke from going through. You took a bigger interest in politics, encouraged the Crown Prince to form diplomatic alliances. Hell, you even got your brother, the warmongering Second Prince, the hardest boss in the game, to return home from the battlefield for the first time since he left at 16!
Yet every single action you took ultimately amounted to nothing. Your father, the Emperor, declared that you would marry Duke Leona to solidify the Empire's alliance with the Seven Kingdoms, and that was that.
You had begged and pleaded of course. Both the Crown and Second Princes had fought your father on this decision. Hell, even your younger brother, the Fourth Prince, had argued against the necessity of a marriage alliance. But your father's word was law, and so you were sent to the Night Raven Protectorate clad in your pure white garb, with nothing but your carriage, your luggage, and an entourage of guards and servants who would leave you at the border.
Which brings you back to the present. Slumped over in a grand carriage, with nothing to do but embroider and scheme. Your brothers were not even permitted to attend the wedding (at the Kingscholar family's request and the Emperor's decree), and none of your personal servants were allowed to join you in the protectorate.
So here you were, alone and unsure of if you could even avoid the wretched fate you'd been saddled with. If you couldn't prevent your marriage, were you just destined to die once a year was up? Would any of your actions even prevent the war that would happen in three years?
The carriage stops, and the coachmen knocks on the door to inform you of your arrival to the Night Raven Protectorate. You thank him and listen to the horses being switched out, your guards and maids leaving with the coachmen as your new one announces his presence to you.
"Ruggie Bucchi greets Your Highness." A voice calls out from behind the carriage doors. The windows are veiled, but you can make out the silhouette of a thin beastman with rounded ears. "I will be bringing you to the Duke's Estate to prepare for the wedding."
You sit there and try to ignore your world splitting into pieces. Dread curls in your stomach. You don't reply.
A beat of silence as your new coachman awaits any questions from you, before you watch his shadow pass over and the carriage start to move once more. The ride is much smoother this time. It does nothing to stop your shaking.
You didn't even have a second to compose yourself upon arriving at the Duke's Estate. A whirlwind of maids and valets descended upon you to prepare you for the wedding. You were bathed, dressed and had your make up done over the course of hours, the day going from early morning to evening without you even having a bite to eat, lest you risk 'ruining your figure'.
Your wedding garments were traditional to the empire. Shining white and decorated with diamonds as a display of wealth, a delicate veil hiding your features from the world. The servants beamed in pleasure as the head maid sang praises to your beauty.
"Trust me, Your Highness. His Grace will not be able to keep his hands off of you during your wedding night!"
You doubted it. If Leona had been spending regular nights with the Third Royal, a mention of their pregnancy would have been somewhere in the game (after all, the death of his unborn child would have made his backstory all the more tragic). But you took their praise with gentle nods and thanks, waiting until you would be led to the altar.
A knock on your door came a moment later. "Sir Jack Howl wishes to greet Your Highness and escort you to the altar."
You stood up and let a maid open the door for you. A wolf beastman dressed in armor stood before you, his ears twitching as he offered you the crook of his elbow. You took it with grace, each step making the death knell in your ears ring ever louder.
The Duke's estate was large enough to host hundreds of servants, but thankfully someone had the forethought to dress you in a guest room close to where the wedding would be held. Your garments were made for you to be displayed, as evident by how hellish it was to walk in them, the weight of them making each step feel laborious. Sir Jack graciously matched your pace, the heels of your shoes clicking against tile as you reached the altar.
Your husband-to-be stood in front of you, dressed in Empire wedding garments. Based on the in-game marriage cg, you'd expected him to be wearing the colorful wedding attire of the Sunset Savanna. Yet he stood in front of you, clad in black.
You thought it was fitting for him to be clad in the colors of a reaper. His green eyes pierced through your veil, flitting over the death grip your hands had on your bouquet before returning to the priest, looking ever so slightly bored.
The two of you stood through a lengthy speech about the union of two countries and the solidification of the alliance between the Empire and the Seven Kingdoms. Sir Jack stood behind you in parade rest, while a blond beastman stood behind Leona in a more lax pose.
A quick glance through the crowd saw that the rest of the game's main cast, from Crown Prince Riddle to Sir Sebek, all sat in the cathedral, with Crown Prince Farena sitting with his wife and son at the back. It was, by all means, a perfect imperial wedding.
Eventually, the priest's prattling stopped as he gestured for the rings to be presented to the betrotheds. The rings were simple. Gold bands rested on a white velvet pillow in a white cathedral adorned by white flowers on white tile and-
"-take Leona to be your husband in life, death and the lands that lay beyond?" The priest gazed at you, and you snapped back to attention.
"I do." You said in a lilting voice, taking the ring and placing it upon Leona's ring finger as he did the same to yours.
You couldn't hear what the priest said next through the pounding of blood in your ears, the polite applause in the cathedral barely registering.
Sir Jack offered you his arm once more, and you took it to be readied for the reception.
You could faintly make out Duke Leona being surrounded in congratulations from his friends and colleagues. You glanced at Sir Jack through the veil, and for a second saw your second brother instead.
Your heart ached in time with your hollow steps.
Here's the thing: Out of all the diplomatic envoys, the only one you could ever be married to was Leona.
The Emperor never had a blood heir, his kind heart instead adopting children he'd find during his conquests of other lands. Neither you nor your brothers had a drop of royal blood.
The nobles of the Empire took issue with that, or they did when the Crown Prince was adopted. The Emperor's threats quickly shut them up.
The Empire would not accept you being married to anything less than another land's prince, but the Queendom of Roses and Briar Valley would never accept one of common blood on the throne.
Leona was the only option for you to marry to solidify your lands' alliance.
(It was too bad the Third Royal's death caused the alliance to dissolve anyways)
The wedding reception was a blur to you. Faces passed by and congratulated you and Leona (mostly Leona), presenting gifts upon gifts as the hours ticked by. Marquis Kalim offered you a littany of jewelry. Prince Riddle gave you books on the history and etiquette used throughout the Seven Kingdoms. Duke Vil gifted you a variety of beauty products, with a guide for when and how they should be used.
You could barely eat the wedding food provided to you. You numbly watched your husband scarf down his steak, avoiding each and every vegetable. A flicker of amusement ran through you at that, and a smile quirked up your lips.
Duke Leona noticed, of course. "What're you smiling at?" He asked, voice flat.
You ducked your head down at that. "I simply was admiring how gracefully you cut your steak."
A moment of silence as he looked at you before he went back to eating without a word.
The Third Royal's death in nrp14 was rarely brought up. There were two things the playerbase knew about it:
It happened on the exact anniversary of the wedding
The Empire found it suspicious enough to declare war against the Night Raven Protectorate, and by extension, the Seven Kingdoms that the Protectorate belonged to.
A suspicious death was all you had to go off of. The Third Royal was likely murdered, and all you knew was when it happened. Honestly, it might not have even been a quick assassination. It could have been a gradual poisoning that eventually killed them on the day of their anniversary, a 'quiet' heart attack, hell it could have been a freak horse riding 'accident' for all you knew.
The Empire declaring it suspicious was, in itself, suspicious. It might have been a genuine accidental death, but was a convenient excuse to declare war. It might have even been your own Empire that killed the Third Royal for this reason.
All you knew was when you were meant to die. Therefore, everyone was a suspect. If Duke Leona did it (which, judging from how flippant he was about his spouse, he very well might have), then all you could do was be the model spouse in hopes to please him. If one of the other diplomatic envoys did it, then you have to make yourself invaluable to their diplomatic maneuvers to avoid it. If the Empire did it-
If the Empire did it, then you had to make yourself as nonthreatening as possible to it.
The room you shared with Leona was beautiful. A wide balcony adorned with plants opened the room up, letting you watch the night sky. The bed was grand, populated in numerous feather-soft pillows. Colorful rugs, trademarks of the Sunset Savanna's weaving expertise, lay across the floor. A carved chessboard and pieces rested on the table.
Leona noticed you looking at it. "D'you play?" He said as he threw his court coat across the room without care.
You brushed your fingers over the pieces. "Not really, Your Grace. That was more of my brothers' thing..."
Leona's eyes trailed you as you carefully placed your veil on a sofa cushion, before he turned away as you started to fiddle with the clasps of your outfit.
He spoke up after a moment. "I didn't ask if your brothers played." You heard the rustle of clothing as you put on your nightwear. "I asked if you played."
"I do, but I'm not very good at it."
"I'll be the judge of that."
He strolled over to the chessboard, clothed in a thin silk shirt and pants. He gestured for you to sit across from him as he reset the board, black facing him.
You moved your white pawn to D4, wondering if this would be your wedding night. A preferable outcome, really. You barely knew Leona. Plus he might kill you if you performed badly enough. You chuckled at the thought.
Leona raised a brow. "Something funny?" Knight to F6.
"Just a passing thought, Your Grace." Knight to H3.
A grunt of acknowledgment. Pawn to D5.
You played through a few more moves before speaking up again. "Is this..." You tossed the words around in your head. "Will you be..." Your fingers brushed over the queen.
"If you're asking about our wedding night, I'm plannin' on sleepin' after this." He tapped his finger on the table as he waited for your next move.
"I-" Thank you, you wanted to say, but you moved your pawn to H4 instead.
He checkmated you with ease, barely losing any pieces. But instead of gloating, he simply went to bed, expecting you to follow.
Being the master of the duchy was different from being a royal. You were in charge of managing all the internal affairs, while Leona was in charge of the external ones. While this would usually mean that you'd be managing the servants and budget of the Duke's Estate, in your case it meant that you were doing not only your paperwork, but the late paperwork Leona had neglected to do.
You looked at the towering stack of paper leaning against the desk in your new office. It would take more than a week to get through all that.
Ruggie laughed nervously by your side. "The rest is in Leona's office."
You sighed and reached for a quill. "Right. Shall we get started then?"
Sir Jack, who you soon learnt was Leona's most trusted knight, and Ruggie, Leona's aide, were invaluable to you running the duchy as smoothly as you did. While Leona napped, you had Ruggie deliver the needed letters and replies to the other diplomatic envoys. While Leona trained the knights, you were stamping all the paperwork he hadn't finished the day before. And when Leona finally entered the office, you were hurrying down a lunch you barely had enough time to eat.
Still, you never said a word about it to Leona, even when the workload threatened to swallow you whole.
You needed to be a model spouse; to be invaluable to the duchy. If you did most of the work, then what reason would Leona have to kill you? If he did, then he'd be the one stuck doing paperwork in the office all day.
...You barely had time to eat dinner with him. You entered the bedroom hours after he went to bed, and woke and ate breakfast when the sun rose.
You would be running on fumes soon, and there was nothing you could do about it. Ruggie started to slip you snacks during the lulls between one stack of paperwork and the next. Jack started pulling you away every so often, if only for a few minutes, just so you could get some sunlight.
It still wasn't enough to get you to leave your office for more than an hour or two each day. The paperwork seemed never ending, impossible for one person to do. Until, eventually, Leona stepped in.
"I'll do that." He muttered as he swiped a pile of paperwork off your desk.
You blinked through bleary eyes. "There's no need, Your Grace. I can-"
"Where'd this 'Your Grace' stuff come from." He shot back. "Call me Leona."
"I- fine. I can get through that stack of papers Leona, there's no need for you to burden yourself with it."
His tail swished as he glared at you. "Then why're you the one doing it? If it's a burden, then give it to Ruggie or someone."
"...Because it is my duty as the Duke's Spouse to complete any paperwork necessary to the functioning of the Duchy." You tucked your hands in your lap, twisting your fingers through each other in a facsimile of a hand holding your own.
"Is that so?" A dangerous smirk played at your husband's lips. He started to glance through papers, separating them into two piles.
"I- Your Grace- What are you doing?"
He didn't reply, merely continuing to sort through the stack on your desk.
Was he seriously going to ignore you until you called him by his name? What kind of immature, childish-
"Leona, what are you doing?" You asked through gritted teeth.
"Makin' sure you're only doin' paperwork necessary to the functionin' of the Duchy, dearly betrothed." He replied with ease, holding the larger stack of papers in his arms.
"But- you- let me do the larger stack at least, you're already so busy-" You attempt to appeal before you are cut off.
"Busy doin' what? Sure, my naps are incredibly important." Leona ignored Ruggie's eye roll. "But I'm sure I can fit in time for this somewhere."
You gnawed at your thumb, before trying again. "There's really no need, I've been managing fine on my own-"
"Ruggie told me you fainted yesterday." Leona's eyes flashed as the room turned cold. "I'm not lettin' you do this at the expense of your health."
"It was only a minor occurrence, really I'm fine! I'll take better care of my health, just let me-"
"Why are you so insistent on this?" You froze, and Leona's eyes saw right through you. He scoffed. "You don't need to be walkin' on eggshells around me all the time. I can handle my own work."
"Obviously not if you let it pile up to this point!" You snapped back, teeth digging through the flesh of your thumb. "If you don't want to do it, then why not let me? You can keep your naps, and I can do the work, that's perfectly alright with me!"
"And watch my spouse waste away? I barely see you at dinner, and when I do you're picking at your food like some kind of bird. You barely eat, you barely sleep, Sevens, you barely even talk to me!" You flinched at Leona's raised voice, and he paused, taking a breath. He continued with a gentler tone. "We may not have married for love, but I expect a life partner. I don't want to watch my spouse overwork themselves to the grave just to please me, okay?"
You hesitated, scanning his face for any hint of a lie. Leona's eyes met yours, a steady green. "Alright. But, in exchange-" You looked at him for any sign of objection before continuing. "I- I want to help with your diplomatic envoy meetings." At his crossed arms, you struggled for an explanation. "It doesn't even have to include me being present, I can just help with your appeals. I don't even have to look at any of the documents I just-"
"It's a good idea." He stopped your rambling with a raised hand. "The others've been asking how you were doin' anyways."
"I- really?"
"Why'd you ask if you didn't even think I'd say yes?"
You ignored his snarky comment and moved past your desk, legs shaky like a newborn fawn. Still you persevered, Leona moving closer to hover over you. You grasped his hands in yours, ignorant to the shocked expression that flitted over his face. "Thank you thank you thank you! I won't disappoint you, I promise!" You squealed as you bounced up and down.
Now you just have to make yourself useful to the envoys, and that's two death flags down! Leona seems to care about your continued well-being, which removes him from the culprit list. Jack was way too noble to even think about hurting you (He almost cried when he saw the slight bruise around your wrist. He had gripped you a little too hard to save you from falling during your fainting episode.). And Ruggie saw you as a comrade against the paperwork Leona kept leaving for him to do. (He had cried tears of joy when the two of you had gotten through that first stack. Apparently it had been tormenting him for a month.).
If things kept going your way, then you could probably prevent the entirety of the main cast from killing you. Then, it's just making sure to stay far, far away from the Empire until the year is over.
You will get through this year! And then, once the hero arrives, you can take a backseat and graciously allow Leona to pursue them, then return to the Empire with a war averted, divorce papers in hand! You just have to continue to be useful to the main cast, before taking a bow and exiting stage left.
Surely you could just get through your lines without issue. Right?
Leona frowned as he looked at your hand. Your thumb was bleeding. He glanced at Ruggie, and with a tilt of his head the hyena was off to grab you some gauze.
An unbidden, soft smile came to his face as he basked in this moment with you. He'd been apathetic to this union from the moment it was clear he'd have to marry you, a royal he'd never even seen before. But looking at you, you with your bright smile and your warm hands around his, he could admit to himself that a marriage with you as his spouse couldn't be too bad.
A/N: And that's a wrap folks! I'm not sure if I will be continuing this story, I mostly wrote it to get it out of my system, but if people seem interested in a continuation, I might write one. If you can't tell, this is based off of the many, many otome isekai manhwas out there. If you're looking for a fluffy one like this story, I recommend "The Villainess Wants to Marry a Commoner!!". You can read it ad-free on mangadex.org <3
RIDDSIES MY BBG❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️♥️♥️❤️♥️
May I request a Maid!Yuu x Riddle Rosehearts with the classic trope of “keeping the relationship a secret until they can’t,” please?
feat. Riddles Mom as the antagonist
I could not ignore how good this sounded
The Help
"Your mother? That's wonderful, I'd love to meet her." Yuu said cheerfully as they took an apron off the hook.
"No, you don't. I don't even want to see her but she's coming to visit." Riddle said stepping behind his partner and tying the apron snugly at the waist. "You do remember what I said about my upbringing right?"
"Of course I do. But we can't change her coming so we can't worry about that. We can only remain hopeful that the visit will be pleasant. Even if it isn't being polite is important. After all meeting your in-laws is very important for every relationship." Yuu said sagely.
"...about that." Riddle said nervously.
Almost immediately Yuu narrowed their eyes. They didn't like the sound of that.
Riddle sighed.
"I dont want her to know about us." Riddle said flinching waiting for Yuu to yell at him.
Of course that never came. They would never raise their voice, especially not at Riddle. Yuu only sighed sadly, their shoulder slumped in disappointment.
"I'm sorry." Riddle help one on Yuu's hands.
"Are you ashamed of us?" They asked.
"NO! Never!" Riddle shouted quickly "I just- just don't want her to hurt you. She'd hate anyone I date if she didn't choose them. She would threaten you. She might even get Crowley to keep you from me or worse kick you out of the school."
Yuu didn't like hearing this but relented.
"Fine...fine ugh." Yuu let out a huff of exhaustion. "what's your plan?"
Riddle's plan while not ingenious it was practical. Just pretend we aren't dating. Simple and easy.
Yuu when about their business as usual as they served tea and food in the garden. They kept their head down as they worked.
"I heard you won first place in the equestrian show as expected." Ms.Rosehesrts said over her cup of Earl Gray.
Yuu's mouth twitched in irritation. They chalked it up to the choice of tea the woman asked for.
Did she really ask for the acidic bergamot Earl Grey when the spread clearly called for something less intense? The fruit tarts and chocolate cakes just don't go with that tea. Fortunately, Yuu knew Riddle's tastes well and added vanilla and cream to his cup.
"Do you usually drink such sugary drinks? I swear without me you can't manage yourself." His mother sighed as she looked at the light-colored tea compared to her dark sugarless cup.
Riddle opened his mouth to respond be he was interrupted.
"I'm apologies Mr.Rosehearts. But as the head of the Heartslabyul dorm Master Riddle must set an example. He takes his tea as the great Queen herself did. It is his cross to bear as dutifully follows the rules." Yuu said their head bowed.
The mother shifted her gaze to the servant and glared.
"And who are you?" She asked. The question was rhetorical, she was very aware that Yuu was serving them but her question was more to remind the servent of their place.
"I'm a student here. I work as a maid as well to earn extra money Ms.Rosehearts." Yuu said timidly.
"Oh, I see. Well isn't that lovely but you would do well to mind your own business. It would serve you well in your future line of work." The mother stated.
Riddle tried to interrupt to take his mother's attention away but before he could Yuu spoke.
"I understand. I will keep that in mind." Yuu said looking at the ground.
That clearly wasn't what Riddle's mother wanted to hear as she frowned.
"You understand what? Speak up child and look me in the eye. Perhaps it's too much to expect a servant even an amateur would know how to answer properly. Honestly, even poor parenting is no excuse." She continued.
Yuu nodded and lifted their head. Their face was red and their lower lip trembled.
"My apologies again ma'am. I understand that I shouldn't interpret or comment on your discussions. I also understand that I should properly address you." Yuu said their voice wavering.
"Really then? Then how can you address me as Mr.Rosehearts? You call my son master but fail to show me proper respect. You will call me Mistress as you should." She demanded.
"Mother!" Riddle cut in.
"Quiet! How dare you speak over me! And you!" Ms.Rosehearts pointed at Yuu. "I'm waiting and I'm losing patience with you!"
Yuu felt like a stone was lodged in their throat. Their face felt hot and their eyes stung.
"I-Im sorry. May I b-be excused? I should g-get back." Yuu wanted to leave as quickly as possible.
Riddle's heart dropped into his stomach as he saw the fearful expression on Yuu's face.
"No, you may not! Honestly how useless can you be? This is why I never raised my son to be like people like you. Weak, sniveling, and worst of all failures!" Ms.Rosehearts lips curled in disgust.
Tears streamed down Yuu's face as they tried to keep a straight face.
"Mother! You've gone too far! You have no right to talk to them that way!" Riddle pushed his mother aside as he stood between them. "Yuu don't listen to her. She knows nothing about you, about us."
"Riddle, how dare yo-"
"Be quiet! You have said enough! You have not only embarrassed me as your son but you have thoughtlessly insulted my partner! Do you have any empathy at all? Do you think of anyone else but yourself?!" Riddle turned on his mother as he yelled in her face.
"Riddle!" She tried to yell back.
"I said stop talking! Perhaps it was too much to hope that you would act like someone with basic human decency let alone like a proper mother! Do you think this is how you should act toward someone I love? You talked alot about respect but you don’t even know what that means! You only know fear! I want you gone now!" Riddle pointed to the exit as he held Yuu close as they cried.
Riddle's mother turned bright red as she prepared to lash out at the pair. Then she felt a hand on her shoulder. She whipped around to see no other than the college's potions professor.
"Ms. Rosehearts I had the displeasure of watching you not only make a fool of yourself but you had the nerve to insult my pup." Crewel growled "You have a lot of nerve to speak to someone else's child like that let alone your own. I hope that in the future you will rethink coming to this campus and my child."
Riddle's mother clenched her jaw as she saw Riddle comforting his beloved. She then huffed and turned to exit.
"Before you go I wanted to tell you that I got in contact with father. Don't worry about me coming home. I won't be living with you anymore." Riddle said glaring at her.
"Are you okay?" Yuu asked gently running a hand down Riddle's back as he buried his face in Yuu's chest.
"I should be asking you that. I'm sorry. I should have stood up for you earlier." Riddle said.
Yuu laughed.
"You stood up to her though. That's more than I could do; she isn't even my mother. Riddle you were courageous." Yuu said kissing Riddle's cheek. " I may not have a mother-in-law but I'm sure we can manage when we become a family."
Riddle buried himself further, his ear were bright red.
"I haven't even proposed yet. We are hardly family. I still need Crewel's blessing and you know he's hard to please." Riddle can already feel the glare the professor would give.
"On the bright side, it'll be easier than asking your mother for the family ring." Yuu laughed.
(If it helps you can imagine Crewel standing behind Riddle's mother with a chair aimed at her head the entire time. Made me feel better at least)
Stupid teenager in love
Ace seems to be in deep denial about his feelings for the prefect. Everyone can tell the heartslabyul first year has feelings for the prefect of ramshackle but he’s still denying it! So, the rest of the first year gang take it upon themselves to help Ace come to terms with his feelings.
Ace trappola x gn! Reader
Genre: Fluff (shocker), the first year gang smacking some sense into Ace, Ace getting jealous, and um that’s it🤍
-
A loud cackle can be heard in the lounge as some people nearby glanced at their booth and some even gave them weird looks. The first year gang side eye ace. They were all trying to have a serious conversation with the red head but he couldn’t even take the situation seriously!
“Me? In love with the prefect? HAHA! Please as if!”
“We never said that you were in love with them”
“Oh” His face heats up before he quickly looks away.
“But you guys are making it seem like I am!” He says as he rolls his eyes.
“Yeah, but we wouldn’t be surprised if you were” It was Jack who spoke as he sighs and shakes his head. Ace just groans as he slumps further down onto the chair.
“Jeez why do you guys even think I like the prefect anyway?” Everyone looked at him in utter disbelief as he continued to talk.
“Are you being serious right now?”
“Yer so dumb it’s actually making my head hurt!”
“I know you’re dumb, but I didn’t know you were this dumb”
“Hey!”
“It’s a shame your parents have you as their child!”
“Okay that's so not cool!” He glares at them before getting up from his seat and grabbing his bag.
“I don’t know how many more times I have to say this but I’m only going to say it once. I don’t like the prefect!”
And he stomps off.
The rest of the group give each other a knowing look.
“You thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Yep”
“Uh huh”
“Unfortunately”
“He’s a stupid teenager in love”
“Agree” they all say in unison”
-
Giggles can be heard in the gym as Ace glowing glare is directed towards his upperclassman. The water bottle in his hand is crushed by how tightly he’s holding it.
“Jamil! You did really well in today's game!” You say as you hand him a water bottle. Jamil smiles and takes it from your hands. Thanking you before the two of you continue to talk.
“Oooo what’s got crabby so mad?” Ace was so busy glaring daggers at Jamil that he didn’t notice Floyd sneaking up behind him.
“Fuck off Floyd!”
“Eh? What did you just say?”
Shit
“Just leave me alone and go bother someone else”
“Mmm don’t wanna!~”
Ace just decides to ignore him as he continues to watch you and Jamil interact.
Why do you look so happy? And why are you being all touchy touchy towards Jamil?! Do you like him or something?
As ace continues to list off all the different possibilities about why you were so close to Jamil, that he didn’t notice the ball that was heading towards him at a ridiculously fast pace.
“Ace!”
“Ace look out!!”
He snaps out of his thoughts and his eyes turn to look at you.
“Huh?”
SMACK!!
The loud sound of a ball hitting something was heard in the gym as gasps echoed across the whole room.
Ace felt his whole face burn as he hisses at the impact of the ball hitting him. He groaned as he felt liquid fall from his nose.
“Ace!” He slowly opened his eyes to be met with your worried face.
He could feel his whole face flush
“Ace! Oh my sevens are you okay?”
“Floyd, why'd you do that?!”
“He was ignoring me and being rude!” Jamil just sighs as he massages his temple and sucks in a deep breath.
“Prefect, You don’t mind taking him to the infirmary do you?”
“Of course not! Ace c’mon I’m taking you to the nurses office!”
“Ughh”
“Floyd”
“Aww you guys are so boring and mean! It was funny!”
-
The trip to the nurse’s office was quick. You sat next to Ace as he held the ice pack near his injury. He was mumbling stuff under his breath as he stared into space.
“Ace”
Nothing
“Acee”
Still nothing
“Ace!”
“Huh” He hisses and holds his head as a massive headache forms. You quickly pass him a water and make- well more like force him to lay on your lap.
“What’d you do to make Floyd throw a basketball at you?” He scoffs as he rolls his eyes.
“I didn’t do anything!” He winces when he feels the headache come back again.
“Well you must’ve done something! He said you were ignoring him and being rude”
“What?!” He regrets it once his head starts hurting again.
“You should stop moving and shouting too much! That’s why your headache keeps coming back to get your ass!”
“Whatever”
“Anyways, what did you do?”
“I already told you, I didn’t do anything” he mumbles. Enjoying being able to lay down on your lap.
Wait what?
No he’s not enjoying it! He’s just trying to get comfortable!
“Mm that’s not what Mr mood swings said”
“Ugh I don’t-“ He stops his sentence once he remembers.
Right
He was to busy glaring daggers at Jamil that he didn’t bother paying attention to Floyd
“Fuck my life” He says as he closes his eyes.
You tilt your head in confusion before continuing to comb your hands through his hair.
It was silent. Neither of you were talking and the two of you didn’t mind that. It was rather a comfortable silence.
That is until the doors to the infirmary were slammed open.
“What happened?”
“Ha you dummy! What ya do to make Floyd throw a ball at you?” Epel laughs as ace glares at him.
“Shut up you dwarf!”
“Eh?! Oh you little-“
“That’s enough” You thank Jack as he just nods at you before looking down at Ace who was currently laying on your lap. He raises a brow before looking at the others.
Deuce, epel, and sebek give each other a knowing look before deuce smirks.
“I see you're doing okay now. Do you feel comfortable ace?” You can hear the slight tease in his voice as you only chuckle.
The red head only looks at him confused until he realizes that he’s laying on your lap. He quickly shoots up but later regretting it as the headache from earlier quickly rushes to him.
“Shut up!” He quickly gets up before stumbling out of the nurse’s office.
“What’s up with him?” You ask. The others just shrugged.
If only you knew
-
It’s been a constant battle with ace and the first years. They have been trying for the last couple of weeks to help Ace come to terms with his feelings towards you. But he’s just too stubborn!
He doesn’t believe he likes you that way!
You’re his friend! He’s the first friend you made when you first got here!
The two of you only see each other as friends!
Nothing more, nothing less.
Just friends
That’s what he likes to believe
He was still bitter at the way you were being all warm and cozy with Jamil BUT that’s because he doesn’t want you to replace him!
He definitely wasn’t jealous
Nope nada nu uh
Definitely not because of that
The walk to the mirror chambers felt longer than usual. He was busy scrolling through twsttok that he didn’t hear his name being called from behind him.
“Ace, don't make me throw something at you!”
Now that got his attention
He quickly turns around to only see you
You
“Mm? What do you want?”
“Ouch. You don’t want me around or something?” You joke and he just rolls his eyes.
“I was just teasing”
“Yeah I know” You walked beside him as he continued scrolling down the app.
“Where’s grim?”
“With the rest of the first years” He frowns. Weird, you never go anywhere without that furball.
“So why were you looking for me?”
“Hey I just wanted to spend some time with you” He felt his face flush.
Shit! Say something!
“Am I that charming that you couldn’t resist being away from me for too long?” He teases. He was trying so hard to not make it look like your words held so much power over him.
“Yeah you’re so charming that I can’t spend a second away from you”
His eyes widen
Okay he definitely didn’t expect that
You laugh as you smacked his shoulder
“What? You expected me to just stand there and say nothing back?”
“I well duh!” You rolled your eyes.
“No but seriously. I do want to spend some time with you”
“Well I can’t blame ya. I’m just toooo irresistible!”
“More like irritating”
The both of you laughed as you made your way to the mirror chamber.
Sevens, when was the last time Ace felt like taking someone out on a date and having the urge to kiss them?
His last relationship didn’t end all too well but with you. He just feels more…well alive.
But there’s no way in all of twisted wonderland that you won’t feel some sort of way for him.
“Y’know…I notice how weird you have been acting lately”
“Eh? Weird? Ugh, the weird one is you!”
“Shut up pea brain!” You smacked him as he only laughs.
You look cute when you’re all riled up.
“Anyways as I was saying! I noticed you have been acting rather strangely these couple of months”
“How?”
“Well for starters, you’ve been awfully clingy around me, you got ten times more protective, and you literally scare away every guy who tries to talk to me. Why’s that?” Ace's grip on his bag tightens as he tries to not look at you.
“Don’t know what your talking about”
“Oh c'mon you know exactly what I’m talking about”
“Nope. Not a single clue” You sigh as you stop walking completely.
“Ace” He stops walking and turns around to face you.
“What?”
“Why do you keep denying it?”
What
“What?” His brows furrowed as he frowned.
“Why do you keep denying that you like me?”
It’s almost like time stops completely. The two of you just stood there. Not saying a single word.
Until you spoke up
“Am I that bad or embarrassing for you to admit-“
“No!” You flinch at his tone and he immediately shuts up.
“No it’s not that! It’s just-“
“Then what is it? I've been waiting for a confession for ages yet you still haven’t told me anything!”
“Just tell me the truth. Do you like me or not?”
He just stood there. Shocked.
A flash of hurt was seen in your features before you sighed and turned around.
“Wait!”
You stopped and turned around to see Ace right in front of you.
Fuck it
“I do like you! I always have! I just never came to terms with my feelings because I knew you never saw me as something else but a friend!”
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
He did it
He actually did it
And he could feel himself cringe at the cheesy words but he didn’t care.
He wants you to know that he likes you. More than just a friend.
You stared at him before you broke into a fit of giggles.
“Huh? What’s so funny?”
“I know”
“What” you smiled at him before booping his nose.
“I said I know. I always knew you liked me. I was just waiting for you to finally say something”
WHAT?!
“HUH?!” You giggle before kissing his cheek.
“It’s okay because I also like you too!”
Ace just stood there frozen.
“Finally!”
“Sevens you were going to give me an aneurysm with how long you took to confess”
“Congratulations trappola! You finally gathered the courage to confess to the prefect!”
“Congrats dummy”
“Yuck! All this lovey dovey stuff is making me sick!” Grim complains as he sticks out his tongue. You only giggle before looking back at Ace who was still lost.
“You okay?”
“Yeah I am….why didn’t you ever say you liked me back?”
“Because I wanted you to say it first. It took some pushing but you still told me first nonetheless” He just shakes his head before smiling.
“But I guess it wasn’t a lie when I said that I was irresistible”
“Ugh fuck off”
Now it was his turn to laugh
They were right
He’s just a stupid teenager in love
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My very first fluff fic??😱 (I think… idk I forgot😭)
Anyways I just wanted to write something sweet and cute so I hope you guys like!🤍🤍🤍
YAHANSKDUDNWJ
SCALES AND AFFECTION.
. . . a neuvillette x fem!reader smau !
character introduction . . .
Prologue (crushes and giggles)
01 : Fear and Adoration
02 : Tears and Heartbreak
03 : Seriousness and Distractions
. . . . . . other chapter titles tba !
taglist: @thestardog1 @cringeycookies @huggienyan || wanna be a part of the taglist? send an ask or reply to this post!
Blue Lock Filo! AU Headcanons
𖤓 feat. isagi, bachira, chigiri, kunigami, barou, nagi, reo, sae, rin, karasu, otoya, hiori, shidou, oliver, yukimiya 𖤓 tags: college au, filo au, crack (kinda), sfw, written in Taglish because ???, not proofread lel
note: I'm sorry if your uni isn't here. My knowledge of universities in the country is limited to the big 4 and some others that participate in uaap sobbb
note 2: Send me your own hcs too plspls
note 3: filo moots sana magkaron haha what if
Isagi
He goes to UST and will correct you (nicely) about how to pronounce "Thomasian"
Goes to church with his family every Sunday without failure
He's close with his extended family too, especially the grandparents.
Golden child. Siya yung bata na example ng nanay mo na dapat gayahin mo raw.
A fan of indie Pinoy bands and watches indie Pinoy films.
Cup of Joe fan lol
Too shy to ask anyone out for the Christmas event sa UST (sorry limot ko na ano tawag).
Is in UST, but probably not taking up medicine. Parents were supportive of it though.
Mabilis mag-reply. He uses the 👍 and 😊 unironically
Friends with a lot of questionable/cancelable guys, but he's still genuinely the nice one among them
When he visits a friend's house, he's always chatting up their parents and helping around the house without being asked
Generic sinigang enjoyer :shrug:
Pretty much an average guy. Though he is definitely nicer than most. It shocks you.
(Sorry wala na ko maisip pero basta green flag siya).
Bachira
Goes to UP Diliman for fine arts
A manic pixie dream boy that girls gush about when they see him hanging out at the sunken gardens
Knows all the brainrot and even the Pinoy brainrot
Does the "Ha? Halaman" and says "Sinong nagtanong?"
Loves Jollibee because it's cheap and it tastes good
Spaghetti and Jollihotdog enjoyer
Social anxiety fears him. He'll do mostly everything you ask him for 20 pesos (sometimes for free)
Celebrated his 4th birthday at Jollibee and has a picture with the mascot lol
Bardagulan enjoyer
Has been casted in plays before and is genuinely good at acting
See him running in campus because he's always late to class
Puts too many songs in the karaoke but never finishes the songs because he gets bored halfway through
Runs a FB meme page...
Actually dresses nicely. Hindi mukhang pakboi
Not afraid sumabit sa jeep. Either sa tabi siya ni manong or sabit
Chigiri
Went to some fancy all boys like Brent, then is now in Ateneo
Could be studying business ??
Not conyo. Just straight up English with a really good accent
imessage lang daw mode of communication niya
Always wearing a button up, khaki pants, and loafers na Sperry or sandals from Birkenstock
Was featured in a commercial when he was younger
His mom was very active in the PTA. Their family was often the topic of chismis because yk maraming inggit sa paligid.
Does not listen to OPM or watch Filipino movies because 'corny' daw 'yun
Mabagal mag-reply since he's always busy doing something
Calls people 'baduy' or 'jologs' or 'jejemon' because he can
MATARAY SI ATE KO
Will never catch him on a dating app because, again, it's so baduy daw
Kunigami
I dunno but... UP Baguio vibes siya lol
Will always always always post on his story of him running along the campus
May post palagi ng gym progress at Strava stats niya
People think he's thirst trapping, but really, he's not
Also very close with family and they celebrate all holidays together no matter what
Karinderya food enjoyer (same)
Loves anything na lutong bahay tbh. He's not picky with food.
Mabagal din mag-reply pero that's because he's not chronically online
Does not get internet memes or references. Lolo po siya.
A really good kuya! The type to intimidate his sisters' boyfriends if they ever come to visit their house.
Probably also plays basketball too. They used to live near a gym/ring. He played a lot with the neighborhood kids.
Watches NBA and Manny's boxing matches
Shot puno. Red Horse. San Mig.
Pag nalasing nag-dadrama tapos kakanta ng malungkot na song sa karaoke
Laging naka sando LOL
Barou
UP DILIMAN TOO AND STUDYING ARCHITECTURE
Makes insanely good plates
Laging napapagalitan ni lola kasi nakasimangot palagi
Lola's boy by the way
Gets insane road rage because of the god awful traffic
"Putangina traffic na naman." / "Parang gago 'to mag-drive." / "Sige. Singit pa, hayop ka." (sa naka-motor)
Fan siya ng F1
Malutong magmura lmfaooo
Also a gym bro but doesn't care about sharing it on social media
Barely any social media presence
Tutors his younger siblings
Isn't ashamed of taking food from parties, stuffing it in a tupperware, and heading his merry way home
Argues with people on FB because he can
"Anong sinasabi mo. Bobo ka ba?"
Term of endearment niya ay "Tanga"
Nagi
Parents always get mad at him kasi nga tamad.
Also because he was a picky eater as a child. Would rather starve than eat that one ampalaya dish (was always served at his household which pissed him off)
Wanted to go to the same university as Reo but Ateneo is too serious for him. So he went with sports science in NU
They make sure to meet up still
Always misses his stops because he falls asleep or zones out
He's the guy in class who always has his airpods on no matter what
Hoodie, baggy pants, dunks
Mahilig umutang, pa-unti unti, pero madalas nalilimutan
"Ah. May utang ako? Sorry, nalimutan ko siguro."
COD player na palaging may battle pass no matter what. Nainis siya isang beses kasi sinabihan siya ng PC MASTER RACE. Eh cellphone gamer lang siya
Obviously, he had his ML phase
Trashtalker siguro. "Tulog ka na. Bata," type shi
Teachers always forced him to join the events in the sports fest
Reo
Siyempre, Ateneo 'yan. Management Engineering pa. 'Di niyo kinayaaaa
CONYO 'YAN FOR SURE
He's in a bunch of orgs and stuff because he's a social butterfly like that
May nanay na judgmental sa ibang pamilya lmfao
Was in one of those interviews on campus asking students about their daily baon
"Ah. Isn't 1k a day normal? It's kulang pa nga eh since I live sa condo."
Ayun. Nakatira sa condo pala.
Goes golfing with his dad and posts his swing on IG stories
Crypto bro. Shares his crypto stats(?) sa IG stories
Humble bragger kahit saan. Personal or on social media
Same porma with Chigiri pero mas madalas naka-polo shirt siya
Ralph Lauren and Lacoste boy
Laging VIP seats sa concerts. May napila sa SM tickets para sa kanya
Lowkey a D-list or C-list celebrity
Friends with Filo actors and actresses
Sae
Also Ateneo (Sorry ang daming Ateneo. Alam ko. Pero those are the vibes eh. Hindi ako Ateneo btw so hindi 'to biased)
Definitely went for medicine and is planning to study even more sa foreign country
The golden boy of their clan. Always receives the most praise and pasalubong from relatives
He hates hearing the "Ang laki mo na!" greeting
Never engaged in the pagmamano and saying of "po" and "opo"
SURPRISINGLY, he enjoys the dirty ice cream they sell on a cone (it's not actually dirty btw, it's what we call ice cream sold by carts on the street. it's edible dw)
Possibly a frat boy
Gets so many message requests on messenger and insta but he ignores them all
Strava enthusiast din
You'll see him running in all of the best gear
Not conyo. He actually speaks mostly Tagalog but there's that slight 'maarte' accent there
Hates being called 'rich kid' kesyo baduy din daw LMAO
They have a driver, so many yayas, a gardener... ay basta kumpleto staff nila
Ayaw nung staff sa kanya kasi suplado
Drives a BMW
Rin
Went to La Salle and got into LeapMed just to spite his older brother and prove to them that he is better
Relatives always compare them
Even though they're rich, he probably got a lot of hand-me-downs from kuya, which pissed him off SO MUCH
Not a fan of Filipino movies, but he likes the horror movies. He says some of them are really well-crafted and gives a good scare sometimes
Unlike Sae, Rin likes homemade food. I see him liking Menudo lol (I mean, who doesn't?)
Refuses to commute. He's driving or he's being driven. No buts.
Mas gusto siya ng staff sa bahay nila lol
He grew up with a specific yaya. They're actually still close now. He's closer to her than his parents.
The conyo one. Mahilig mag-mura pero exclusively English 'yan.
Takes the longest to reply kaya 'yan walang ka-talking stage lol
100% has beef with the younger members of his extended family. He has that annoying cousin that he tripped once because why not
He hates family reunions, of course
Karasu
UPLB. I'm biased. Sue me. (Fitting naman siya so let me be)
Chemical engineering definitely.
Halimaw yarnnn (heart eyes heart eyes)
Bro pulls up to class in a shirt, basketball shorts, and flip flops
Not a fan of the nightlife there, but is a certified manginginom LMAO
Can outdrink his dad and titos. Kahit lambanog pa 'yan
Extra respectful to the ladies in his family. Gets ultra pissed off when someone jokes about getting with his mom or older sister
Malutong din magmura
His personal favorite is "gago" HAHAHA
Medyo dry mag-chat, walang emojis (pero 'yun ang gusto ng mga babae apparently)
Not a fan of Manila (smells weird daw there)
Secretly makes fun of conyo people lol
Street food enjoyer. His favorite is probably isaw or squid balls. Matamis and maasim sauce please !
He can cook, but his mom cooks better, so taga-saing na lang siya ng bigas lol
Mahilig siya sa tapsilog siguro.
Lives off of energy drinks to survive the semester
Crush ko siya. Hala headcanon ba yan HAHAHAHA
Otoya (Oh boy oh boy)
Engineering as well, but at Mapua. Probably electrical engineering or industrial
Gwapo na mabango HAHAHA
VAPES. Onti na lang naka-lanyard na vape niya
Listens to Zild and Hev abi...
Araw-araw may IG story ng car niya, ng music na pinapakinggan niya, or panibagong soft launch
Fan siya ng American Psycho at Blade Runner kasi he is him daw (akala niya siya si Ryan Gosling na may pinagdadaanan...)
Nasa Tinder at Bumble. Bio reads: "Let's see where it takes us."
Na-cancel na sa Twitter before pero wala siyang pakialam (unbothered king?!)
Favorite song ang FE!N
Rap fan 'yan eh
Nako... may Telegram 'yan
Valorant e-boy. Kailangan may duo palagi.
Says he's into cute chinitas probably
Laging may note sa IG or sa messenger lol
"Kumain ka na ba?" texts (hala siya)
Of course, good morning at good night texts din
Frat boy siguro (may frat ba sa Mapua? sorry hindi ko knows)
Drinks a lot, but he can't handle his liquor. Gigising na lang siya the next day may video siya sa boy's GC na kung anu-ano ginagawa.
Hiori
Computer Science probably. Also in UPLB. (Ang probinsyano?? HAHAHAHA)
Studying? Why study when he can be at the computer shop? He lives there, pretty much
Dorms because he wants to get away from his family
Can't be bothered with org/frat culture
Tambay sa forums like freedom walls/reddit/etc
Sumasali siya sa e-sports tournaments
LoL and DOTA player, of course
Also plays a bunch of stuff on Steam as well though. Pero babalik at babalik pa rin sa LoL
Also plays Valorant. Smurfs for fun because he likes crushing the hopes and dreams of people. "Sala ka pa. Haha, tanga," type shi.
Always down for the early morning runs to 7-11 or whatever's open at that hour
Puro pancit canton kinakain. Puro Mountain Dew iniinom.
He and his friends always talk about PC specs...
"Hindi, pre. Mas maayos pa rin 'yung ano..."
Shidou
Also from La Salle maybe? Not the Taft branch though. Hindi kasing yaman nung iba siguro.
Fine arts student! May art account siya sa IG
Napalabas siya sa McDo dati kasi masyadong maingay
Would probably vlog a day of his life at La Salle
Posts all the unhinged shit on their freedom wall and fucks with the people from the Taft branch lol
The reason why their group chat cannot be leaked under any circumstance AT ALL
Always has the weirdest nickname in their messenger group chat
Somehow I get the vibe that he enjoys inihaw lol (same)
Napunta rin minsan sa computer shop. But very rarely because he gets too heated and starts making a ruckus there (mapapalabas na naman)
Expert commuter. Baha has nothing on him. Waterproof siya.
Would probably engage in frat culture, but only for fun
A party animal. 10 seconds niya yung Cuervo ez
Oliver
Umm UP Manila Political Science? Maybe?
Always nominated for council positions or other important roles in university organizations lol
Major kuya vibes kasi
ANONG VAPE VAPE? DIRETSO MARLBORO RED NA
Which is giving out first? His liver or his lungs? Abangan.
Unlike Otoya, he doesn't really date girls at the same time, but more so, he moves faster than what you'd expect (may rebound palagi kumbaga)
Posts on his IG story always with the intention of capturing the attention of someone lol (lagi siya humahakot haha)
"It's not you. It's me."
Bro thinks he's the male lead of a Filipino indie romance film
Cannot shut up about I'm Drunk I Love You
Frequents BGC clubs as well. Aspired to be a DJ once
Lahat ng messaging apps meron 'yan. Replies very fast too.
Search up BGC Boy playlists on Spotify. That's what he does, at least.
Yukimiya
Maybe goes to Normal U. because he wants to be a teacher/professor
The typical softboi you see at a cafe reading a book or typing away on his MacBook
So many girls like him, but he's the type to be in a long-term relationship with a high school sweetheart or something
Most of his stories are of him studying (his notes, his coffee with his notes, his laptop screen)
Ben&Ben listener LMAOOO
Possibly also a lifestyle vlogger or podcaster
Keeps getting offers to model for local brands
Possibly religious (his whole family is)
He looks like he would like adobo. 'Yung may toyo, hindi ung tuyo (ANG RANDOM BAHAHAH)
Munimuni listener (he was sad when the vocalist left)
Wants to win a Carlos Palanca award eventually
Looks like the type to advocate for the local culture and is against colonial mentality
My brain ran out of ideas that's why some are shorter than the others lol
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Some fav genshin girls as bunny~ i need to do something to tribute before Xiao come~
smaus
-> on repeat: kageyama x f! reader, completed
-> calloused hands: kuroo x f! reader, completed
-> syrup: oikawa x f! reader, completed
-> inked: kiyoko x f! reader, on hold
-> bruised: iwaizumi x f! reader, ongoing
-> 35mm: akaashi x f! reader, ongoing
LOL
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