Why Was This Actually Really Hard To Figure Out How To Write Their Responses

Howdy! I saw the yandere alphabet post and got super hype! If I may, could I request Sebek for the whole alphabet? Sorry if this is too much. If it is, any letter(s) you'd like would be awesome!!

Warning: Yandere thing. Gender-neutral reader.

Characters: Sebek Zigvolt.

Note: I actually managed to finish this in one day?? I was stuck on another character for so long, that I just decided to try and switch to another request to see if I could write for that. I did. I wrote all this within a day. I was stuck on the other one for over a week or longer. 

Letters: A - Z

✂ Affection. How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

     ✄ Oh, Sebek's affection is intense. Make no mistake, Sebek adores you truly and is wholly devoted to you, there will not be a single moment where you doubt his loyalty. It's not even that he's touchy. In fact, he won't touch even a hair on your head unless you permit it. Even then, he's hesitant to express his love physically. He can hardly believe that someone as grand as you, you who he holds in such high regards, would simply grant him permission to do something as intimate (actually as simple) as holding your hand! Scandalous!! Instead, he greatly prefers to express his devotion through acts of service. Every command, every request, it will be carried out without question. You can tell him you want treasures from the mythical lands of Narnia and he'll, in all seriousness, prepare for the quest! Don't actually tell him that, because he will try to search for it.

     ✄ So yeah, Sebek's love language is acts of service. He'll take everything you say seriously, metaphors tend to go over his head at this time and can cause him to overreact. For example, if you're annoyed of something and say "I'm going to be sick," he WILL panic and offer you the huge variety of medicine he carries around for situations like these. How does he even carry that much? The physical affection he does display is very limited, but still happens. Most of the time, you'll have to request that he hug you if you want something like that. The action he seems most fond of his kneeling before you and pressing a kiss to your hand, just as a knight would. If you allow it, this will become his common way of greeting you. If you initiate anything, he will freeze up and become highly embarrassed but will not oppose anything. No, never! In fact, he's honored, but at the same time he feels as though he's undeserving.

✂ Blood. How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

     ✄ For you? Anything and anyone can become his enemy. Of course he will not do anything extreme unless it's warranted. Sebek believes that his actions as your knight also reflect on you, so he will do his best to uphold your reputation (even if you believe you're not very important or don't have a prestigious reputation like Malleus). Meaning, he will not harm someone unless he deems it necessary or unless you command it.

     ✄ All disputes will be handled without conflict and bloodshed if possible. The only time Sebek will toss all reservation aside is if, as mentioned before, you tell him to do so, or if your wellbeing or life is at risk. Should someone try to actively harm you or worse, he's quickly on the offensive, defending you like a knight in shining armor... that's quickly stained red. Sebek takes his job very seriously, so harming or even killing someone to protect you is never out of the question. Should the day come that he does have to take a life and dirty his hands, he is prepared to do so for you.

✂ Cruelty. How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them? 

     ✄ Him? Abduct you? Why, he'd never! To hold you hostage or take you someplace against you will, Sebek would rather die than kidnap you! And to mock you? That is a horrible crime that he'd never even dream to commit! It's safe to say, Sebek is a yandere that would never abduct you, or hold you hostage, or even try to manipulate you into staying someplace you do not want to be at.

✂ Darling. Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will? 

     ✄ Hardly. Sebek aims to please you and be the perfect retainer that you can completely rely on whenever. He may do small things that you may not like. Such as if you have to take medicine for your health but don't want to, he may discreetly slip it into drinks or foods. Little things like that. Even if he's dealing with a threat and you tell him to spare them, he will hesitantly do so. Your word is practically absolute.

✂ Exposed. How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling? 

     ✄ Wholly. You get to see the entirety of Sebek Zigvolt's heart laid bare, and it won't take much to see it either. Others may think of him as patronizing, loud, and rude, but to you he speaks respectfully and gently. It's obvious that to the people he respects, you included, he treats them differently. You have a special place in his heart. He may appear somewhat intimidating to strangers, but he's truly kind to you. If you ask him, he'll spill everything, all his emotions and thoughts. He truly trusts you, but at times he's worried that his concerns may burden you which is why it may take the tiniest bit of coaxing to get everything out of him. Just like his reservations about partaking in any physical affection with you. You'll see the half-fae when he's shedding tears over you, as he's eagerly boasting about you, as he's happily fulfilling your commands. But when nearly everything about him seems to revolve around you, things can get a bit tiresome.

✂ Fight. How would they feel if their darling fought back? 

     ✄ Honestly, is there any reason to fight back against him? He's not doing anything against your wishes. Let's say that in this case, fighting back means refusing his services. In that case, he is heartbroken but only for a moment before he convinces himself that you simply believe he's unworthy! Do not worry, rest assured that he will never give up! He will continuously prove himself to you, so that you can see that he is truly worthy of being your servant! And by never giving up, he means never! He will pour all his time and effort into improving. Sebek will not yield, he will stubbornly try again and again until you permit him to be your knight! 

✂ Game. Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape? 

     ✄ No, of course not! Your happiness and wellbeing are matters of great importance!! It is no game! Let’s say that escaping from him is just simply trying to avoid him or push him away. In those instances, he would be devastated. What had he done? What unforgivable crime had he committed that’s made you avoid him? What must he do to atone for what he’s done? Please, tell him, he’s begging you! 

✂ Hell. What would be their darling’s worst experience with them? 

     ✄ It’s probably nothing too bad, considering he’s simply so keen on obeying your every word. Besides the fact that he would willingly kill for you in certain situations, he’s incredibly overbearing. It’s meant out of good will, Sebek just being concerned and so intent on being a good knight, but it can become too much. 

     ✄ Bent on spending every waking moment beside you when he’s not busy means accompanying you everywhere, always fretting over your health and mood, and as stated before nearly everything he cares about or talks about seems to revolve around you or Malleus. It can quickly become overwhelming and tiresome. When all you hear about is yourself and Malleus, only praise and never disagreements or simply him believing you can do no wrong, it does become too much. And what’s worse is that even if you try to distance yourself, Sebek is so insistent. While he may leave you alone for a bit, he will always come back again and again and again, no matter how much you may try to get rid of him. He will be forever loyal, even if you no longer want him. 

✂ Ideals. What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling? 

     ✄ Sebek has sworn loyalty to two people, you and Malleus. It would be wonderful if you moved to the Valley of Thorns, his home! He’s sure you can somehow be of assistance to Malleus when he ascends to the throne and becomes king of the fae! Perhaps you as a human, can work as a diplomat between the valley and other nations where the majority of the population are humans. That way when you work within the palace, he can rest easy knowing you are safe and nearby! 

     ✄ Of course he doesn’t mind entirely what you do, as long as you’re in the valley and preferably in the palace. Or if you’d like, you can work with his parents at their dentist office! You may be able to relate to his father as he is a human, and he dearly hopes his mother approves of you! If something were to happen while he were absent, he knows his mother is strong enough to protect you! Oh, how his mother would tease him relentlessly for being so patronizing towards humans only for him to fall in love with one just as she did.

✂ Jealousy. Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

     ✄ Yes, Sebek does get jealous, and he refuses to ever admit it. However, it’s usually not in the way you expect. The most common reason he gets jealous is if someone does an act of service and you actually appreciate it. He’s highly competitive when it comes to this. Someone serving you tea? Wait right there, he’ll brew you a better cup! They did your laundry? Not so fast, he’ll iron and fold everything! What’s this puny snack they gave you? He’ll cook up a delicious and nutritious meal right now! Sebek doesn’t ever lash out. As stated before, he makes sure to behave so as to not negatively affect your reputation. His way of coping is to simply attempt to best the competitor and ask you if he did it better. If you do praise his efforts and deem his attempt better, he’ll smile smugly at his competition and boast about it after thanking you for your kind words. 

✂ Kisses. How do they act around or with their darling? 

     ✄ You know how Sebek acts around Malleus? Like that, but somehow worse. It’s as if he lives to serve, and you happen to be one of the two who he wishes to loyally serve. To everyone else, Sebek is not only Malleus’ retainer but also your guard. The mere mention of you has him perking up and eager to declare your greatness. While you may or may not see any greatness in yourself, Sebek certainly does. It’s strange how the half-fae that tends to act in a condescending manner around humans, respects one singular human so much. With him if it isn’t about you then it’s about Malleus. He’s incredible proud to be so close to both you and young Draconia! Even Sebek’s ranting about the two people he serves tends to annoy just about anyone. Lately, people have noticed that he’s been using the term human to call people less and less, probably because he now devotes himself to a human and doesn’t wish to be disrespectful. 

✂ Love letters. How would they go about courting or approaching their darling? 

     ✄ Before Sebek swore his loyalty to you, you noticed he treated you slightly different from how he treated others. He never raised his voice often (unless he was excited), he didn’t always boast about the prince he served, and he never called you human even though you saw him call nearly everyone that in a way that almost felt derogatory but it wasn’t really. It started off small, with him lending you a pen or pencil, then notes when you were sick, then making you a soup so you would feel better, then escorting you to class. The acts grew and grew, until it became common for him to be near you. If he wasn’t with Malleus, then he could be found with you. At first it’s difficult to accept it when you’ve seen the way he is with other people and because he’s already devoted to serving one person, which is why you don’t really believe him. That was a mistake. The moment you said you doubted his intentions, they only increased tenfold if that were even possible. Just less than one week of having him fretting over you and constantly trying to serve you, was enough to break you and finally change your mind. You believed him now. Upon you admitting so, he beamed so brightly with his sharp teeth. There and then, he held his head high and enthusiastically pledged his loyalty and heart to you! 

✂ Mask. Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else? 

     ✄ Yes and no? Not because he’s two-faced, it’s just that he’s genuinely happier around you and just tends to treat you differently. Even if you do have company, anyone can see that he’s always in a better mood when you or Malleus are around. Lately though, because of your input, he’s been attempting to better himself when interacting with other non-fae peoples. It’s a work in progress, but he’s certainly improving. 

✂ Naughty. How would they punish their darling? 

     ✄ Gasp. He would never! If anything, you have the right to punish him if he ever does anything wrong by your standards! 

✂ Oppression. How many rights would they take away from their darling? 

     ✄ None. As we’ve seen, Sebek doesn’t restrict you at all, it’s just a lot harder to do things when you have someone as loyal and determined as him. It becomes more difficult to do things as you please when he’s constantly breathing down your neck, fretting over everything, fussing over the tiniest details.

✂ Patience. How patient are they with their darling? 

     ✄ Extremely. I can’t actually think of a situation where you can frustrate him or anger him. If anything, if he does become frustrated or angry, it’ll be at himself for something he failed to do which he thinks makes him incompetent. Even if you constantly turn him away, he’ll never be cross at you. Again, he directs his frustration at himself. He needs to train harder, learn more, become stronger, so you’ll accept his service next time, is what he convinces himself. He is certain you will accept him and allow him to swear a solemn oath to you sooner or later, so he is not worried. He only wishes that you would accept him sooner! 

✂ Quit. If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on? 

     ✄ It’s very unlikely you would die, Sebek simply won’t allow it to happen. Plus he has powerful fae like Malleus and Lilia on his side to help heal you or protect you should something drastic occur. You can try to leave, but you will only get a few months of peace at best. There is no running from Sebek. He may even allow you to leave, but in those months of your absence, he’s berating himself for the smallest mistakes he ever made with you. He’s training and learning day and night, and once he believes he’s ready, he’ll confront you and announce that he’s improved himself! If you reject him, he’ll simply try again and again. There is no moving on. If you continue to reject him, he’ll continue trying, staying with you for weeks on end as he initiates self-made trials of him simply serving you like he used to until you get so tired that you have no choice but to take him back.

✂ Regret. Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go? 

     ✄ He never abducted you! What is there to feel guilty about? For as long as he shall live, he plans to stick beside you. 

✂ Stigma. What brought about this side of them? 

     ✄ Most likely depends on the au, so the answer can vary. 

✂ Tears. How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves? 

     ✄ Why, how dare someone make you distressed?! Sebek has to take deep breaths and remind himself to remain civil. He is not the best at comfort either, but he certainly tries his best. He’s carrying out your every request as quickly as he can. Brewing you a warm cup of your favorite beverage, fetching you a snack, bring you entertainment. He isn’t the best with soothing words either, but he swears over and over again to make things better. Afraid to touch you, he simply offers you what you want like a blanket or such. He’s listening intently to every word, clinging to every detail and mentally noting it down. Once he’s certain you’re alright and in good hands like under his mother’s or Lilia’s care, he’s off to knock down the door of whoever made you cry. Deep breaths, as he reminds himself once again to remain civil.

✂ Unique. Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

     ✄ Sebek is unlike many of the yanderes, mostly because he’s just so bent on being of service. He won’t ever harm you, or try to intimidate you, or manipulate you. He’s even okay with receiving a very small amount of affection. The half-fae simply wishes to be of use, he merely wants to serve you and prove his worth. In serving you, he can make you happy and remain close to you. It may be difficult to be truly happy with him as he can be overbearing, but this is one of the yanderes you have the most control and freedom with.

✂ Vice. What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape? 

     ✄ There’s no “escape” but you can still exploit something to use to your advantage. As mentioned before, you are essentially the one in control. Sebek only wishes to please. So it is extremely easy to request him something that takes him a while, which buys you time away from him. Not alone because he’s always leaving you under someone else’s supervision, whether you know it or not. But still, it’s always enough time to take a breather and relax without having Zigvolt beside you worrying over minuscule details and constantly attempting to gain your praise. 

✂ Wit’s end. Would they ever hurt their darling? 

     ✄ No! Nearly everything he does is for your happiness and health. Never would he actively attempt to hurt you. In fact, he’s always trying to protect you to prevent you from getting hurt! 

✂ Xoanon. How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over? 

     ✄ Honestly, you shouldn’t even be surprised if he one day started referring to you as a god, because that’s how he treats you. If loudly declaring your praises, admiring your every move, and offering himself to serve you isn’t sign of how much he reveres you, than I don’t know what is. We’ve already mentioned before how much he would do to earn his spot as your servant again, and how relentless he is in his efforts, and how he would never truly give up. Those are the lengths he would go. Who else would go that far just to serve someone? Surely no sane person, right? 

✂ Yearn. How long do they pine after their darling before they snap? 

     ✄ Sebek doesn’t snap. Like mentioned multiple times before, he could try again and again for weeks, months, even years. During that time he will find opportunities to serve you, just as he wants to, before you shoo him away and he’s back to attempting to prove his worth to you. As I said, he will not stop. He won’t give up, because he’s determined to be good enough to serve both you and Malleus. You will break before he ever even considers it, and have no choice but to accept his undying devotion as he beams so happily at you and announces that he’s eager to serve. 

✂ Zenith. Would they ever break their darling? 

     ✄ No, I don’t think so. Would you eventually get tired or annoyed? Probably. But it is manageable. The half-fae that wishes to be of service would never break you. All he wants is to stand beside you, admire you, keep you content, and protect you from all harm. This world is a dangerous place, but as long as he’s around, he will do everything in his power to be a suitable knight that can proudly declare that he serves both the great Malleus Draconia and (Y/n)! 

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tw: darkcon

i don't exclusively write darkcon but alot of my stuff is so be mindful

michael kaiser

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yandere ♡

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kaiser's wife

crazy ex kaiser

happy birthday

hotel fuck

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rin itoshi

big brother rin

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yandere ♡

rin's cute gf

bandaging rin

how he fucks you

jealous

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sae itoshi

big brother sae

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prize

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how he fucks you

jealous

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nagi seishiro

yandere ♡

big brother's best friend

big brother's best friend 2

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childhood best friend

isagi yoichi

jealous

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oliver aiku

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yukimiya kenyu

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kunigami rensuke

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BANGS HEAD ON WALL

making out with malleus or just being so affectionate with the fae on that damn tower when malleus KNOWS that rollo's just behind that glass window. watching and scowling as your lips pressed against the fae's jaw with your cheeks burning and eyes half-lidded. how rollo thought you were once pure and innocent from these vile creatures yet here you are completely drunk by mere words and touches alone.

malleus glancing over his shoulder as he caresses your waist and that ghost of a smirk stretching on his lips as he could practically sense the anger from the person behind the glass pane. the handkerchief crumping under rollo's grip, trying to stop himself from punching and breaking the glass. he doesn't know if he's angry at you or malleus. he's not going to lose his only.... well

we can find another way to word his sweet maria.

++ 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘

[summary] wrio’s spouse winds up in prison. special treatment ensues.

[cws] gender neutral reader. fluff.

“What you did was incredibly stupid.”

“I’d like to think it was very brave, actually.” You quip back, lips pursed as you turn up your chin. “You should be proud of me, really.”

“I should be proud that you got yourself thrown in prison?” You don’t have to look up to know that Wriothesley is sporting an incredulous expression. “Did they knock your head around a bit before bringing you down here?”

“You’re acting like I murdered someone.” You finally meet his gaze, and you resist the urge to sink down into your seat at the clear disapproval in his eyes. “All I did was—”

“Break into the Opera Epiclese and destroy government property.”

“That’s such a trumped-up charge!” You huff and roughly cross your arms over your chest, eyes narrowing as you think back on the charges that had been slapped down onto you by that damned archon. “You trip in the dark and accidentally fall into the oratrice and all of a sudden you’re a criminal. Hmph!”

“Yeah, exactly. It also doesn’t help that you broke in—”

“—I left my bracelet in there after the trial! Was I just supposed to leave it behind and potentially lose it forever? The condition of the lost and found in that place is downright terrible—the guards pocket all the good stuff.”

“You could have bought another one.”

“Not like this one.” You look down to the gray bracelet encircling your wrist, and a warmth spreads in your chest as you gently twist it around, finger rubbing over the messily written engraving on the inside of it. “This was a gift.”

“Hardly.” He sighs, and your eyes flick up to watch as he runs his hands through his already messy hair. “It’s just scrap metal I bent up and welded because I couldn’t buy you proper jewelry back when I was a prisoner.” It’s his turn to look at the bracelet.

“You were so creative back then.” You smile a bit wider. “I remember you used to have something new made every time I came to visit you. What was that one thing you made? The one that we painted together?”

“The ballerina music box.” He groaned, looking a bit embarrassed, and you snapped your fingers.

“The ballerina music box!” The ballerina was a bit oddly shaped, and the box had sharp corners on one side and rounded on the other, and the song the box played was distorted and sounded more creepy than relaxing due to some disfigured cogs, but you loved it nonetheless, and had even sobbed in thanks when he had first presented the gift to you. “I love that little box.”

“It looks like a child made it.”

“A child in the throes of eleazar, yes,” you nod, and his mouth opens a bit in surprise before he huffs out a laugh. “But I still love it… because you made it.” You give him a sweet smile, and you can see him soften up before your very own eyes; broad shoulders losing that rigidness, lids lowering, crease between his dark, thick brows disappearing.

“You’re tryin’ to butter me up.”

“Mhm,” you nod. “Is it working?”

“Not at all, jailbird.” He gives you a smile of his own, and despite the clear sarcasm in it, you can’t help the little flutter your heart does at the sight. “No special treatment for you.” So he says, yet he had placed a cup of tea down for you the moment you were brought to his office, and had even tried to inconspicuously nudge the basket of cookies in your direction, pretending not to notice when you reached for one. “Spouse or not.”

“What a mean man.” You slouch down in your seat. “I treasure the gifts that my lovely, amazing, strong, handsome, and so so so incredibly smart husband gives me and what do I get in return? A criminal record and unfair treatment! I’m suing the entire nation the moment I’m free!”

“Yeah, yeah,” he waves his hand in the air as if fanning away the conversation, and now it’s your turn to huff. “For the few days that you’re here, you’ll be working directly with me in exchange for coupons.” He takes a slow sip of his tea, adams apple bobbing as he swallows, before gently setting the cup back down onto its small plate. “I’ll make your first job real easy to get you in the swing of things.”

“How kind of you.”

He just barely contains an amused smile. “Very. Now…” He shifts in his seat. “Give me a kiss.”

“I’m married, Your Grace.”

“I’m sure your husband won’t mind. Kiss. Now.” He taps a finger against his lips, and after a moment you stand up and round his desk, hands finding his shoulders as you bend at the waist so your noses brush.

“My husband is a very good fighter, by the way. When he finds out you twisted his spouses’s arm like this, he’ll pummel you.”

“I can handle him.” A hand snags you by the waist, forcing you down into his lap, and you only have time to let out a quiet yelp before Wriothesley’s lips are on yours. The kiss is slow, sensual, and it brings a warmth to your cheeks and covers you with a bashful cloak when he pulls back to let his eyes roam over your face. “I’ve gotta say… your husband is a real lucky guy to snatch up someone as cute as you.”

“Hmph. Seems like you’re trying to butter me up now.”

“Is it working?” He presses his face into your neck, his lips pulling into a smile against your skin, and you have to fight back one of your own.

“Not at all, jailbird.”

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( FYI: This series is both nonlinear and crack/ooc. Each piece can be read as a standalone and there is no particular order, rhyme or reason. It’s meant to be fun and not to be taken too seriously. )

stelle finally meets her match (in aesthetic taste)

It's bro's turn to cook *insert zero to hero here*

he's a ten but he...

premise. sometimes certain bad habits of theirs make their overall rating just a tad bit lower—besides the fact that they keep doing it.

characters. dorm leaders

content. gender neutral reader

malleus (doesn't have a sense of space)

"look beastie, that flower is a native of ours,"

"I agree mal, but I didn't think you taking up the entirety of my seat will make me see it better,"

he blinks, then shrugs.

like i said, has NO sense of space.

if an average person would make an excuse to constantly be in physical contact with who they admire, then malleus is the complete opposite. well, not entirely but he doesn't even bother to construct an explanation as to why he's literally sat over your seat when you coincidentally get put in a table together.

if you start questioning him about it the most you'll get in a very outright 'because he wanted to.' it's not even one of those sarcastic replies he's 100% serious!

cause he believes there's no use in lying about things to be honest.. to further emphasize that, if he ever acts like he does hold fondness for you that surpasses the platonic meter but doesn't mention it he probably hasn't realized yet.

if he did he'd already walk over and bluntly tell you about it.

(I wish I could be that unbothered.)

lilia thinks it's the cutest thing though. you swear you see flashes of light for a split second from the ceiling but when you look up there's only a suspicious swinging chandelier.

^ totally has his own album full of pictures.

if malleus ever discovers it he won't even be disturbed, probably would ask for a copy 💯

since human lives, and their bodies are so fragile he'd taken it upon himself to protect you from harm. even if it means trailing behind you everywhere way too close for comfort, or standing a bees wing away.

while he is respectful most of the time, he's encouraged if you don't comment. if anything, he seems pleased you dont seem to be bothered! (and it'll get harder to tell him to stop when he's so happy the more you let it happen..)

"child of man, have you slept?"

*starts leaning his body forward, to squint at your eyes.* practically right in front of your face.

"WTF."

not even a warning or anything! but atleast he's concerned?

idia (won't even show up for anything and insists a 'virtual' date is better.')

user: where tf r u??

ghoul666: WDYM? at the dorm?

user: IVE BEEN WAITING HERE FOR 20 MINUTES

unintentionally stood you up 💀

you literally have to tell him that you're waiting for him to arrive at the specified area you discussed where your date would take place but would end up vastly irritated when he questions if you guys even did.

ghoul666: we do??

user: I'm taking my minecraft bed away from urs.

ghoul666: NO PLS

ghoul666: HELLO????

next time you log in minecraft it's probably because he begged you to play, you WILL end up seeing some kind of structure that probably took days to make. that's not even the entire thing cause the inside is entirely decorated to your taste.

in short: he constructed some kind of venue for a wedding.. even changed his skin to wear a tuxedo 😭

though he has sparked your pettiness, hence the ignoring him period. even you have got to admit that it's freaking adorable...

big sign, emphasis on please: Im sorry pls put ur minecraft bed back I can't sleep w/o u and I have to wait entire days for it to turn into morning :(

with what he's built you're sure it's 65% true.

if you do end up forgiving him, few weeks later attempting to schedule another date will only end up in naught.

ghoul666: can we not go there

user: 😐

user: you are testing my patience love

ghoul666: 😓 (he is screeching about the term of endearment part btw KABSJAJSAJA ortho would enter his room very concerned.)

ghoul666: how abt

ghoul666: mimic together? call

user: sighs

user: I'm only agreeing cause I want to spend time with you

queue more screeching from his end that you're completely oblivious to.

the only screeching you're gonna hear though is when you guys do get into call as you play, and it's mainly out of terror when his soul gets sent to the void ascending when the entity pops out of a corner and starts chasing him.

"I GOT THIS. ILL CARRY U THIS IS FINE" *screams again* but really wants to impress you so he pushes through.

unsurprisingly does carry you.

asks to match avatars right after (idia love languange)

vil (frets over you way too much.)

"vil, did you see the chocolate in the freezer?"

"oh, that? I noticed that you've already gone through the ideal number of bars this week so I took it upon myself to make sure you don't go sick on me,"

"I love you but please give it back—"

"I love you too, and no."

disclaimer: he does this for your own good 😜 (average mom excuse.)

looks out for you more than he does for his own dorm residents. everyone is wondering where he ran off to after class, especially since he's the one that scheduled the pomefiore meeting every fridays!

and to think he was the one getting irritated over the more newer first years for being late..

*shows up literally half an hour in*

why you ask? you simply shouldn't have texted him about abandoning your daily walk together through the gardens in favor of catching sleep since you called in sick (you're suspicious if crewel really did go in to check for proof, and not concern.)

vil's really feeling the absolute regret of not checking his phone during classes.. well, he only saw the message which was coincidentally sent like somehow ONE minute after the lecture started and he's only seeing it 59 minutes later.

oh you poor thing!! though the lunch break is short, he has about 5 minutes for a trip to the mirror chamber..

you'd think the 'seen' icon below your message was a weird omen for something you're not sure but it must be doom cause vil is right at the front porch of your crappy dorm. at his own expense?! looking more disheveled than you've seen him before.

if a few stray hairs was disheveled at all. more importantly, he still looked drop dead gorgeous!

you probably looked quite terrible with the blanket draped around your shoulders looking like you just crawled out of your grave, because he looked absolutely mortified at your state.

"oh great sevens.." he looked like he was faint, huffing and fanning himself with his hand. "look at you, why didn't you tell me sooner, darling?"

you blink, swallowing to make your throat less dry but your voice still comes out raspy. "I did, like an hour ago—" without your invitation whatsoever, he steps in. promptly shutting the door behind him (which surprisingly still stands sturdy.)

vil takes a hold of your shoulders before reaching his hands upwards to tilt your face around. "you should have sent earlier," he says. you keep in the comment that you were sleeping during it, and you told him about it during second period so.. "your face is so pale."

you sigh.

"yeah, I just saw. I know, I look hideous right now."

vil frowns at you, stopping to angle your face at him. "don't ever say that. I always find you beautiful even if you are.." he glances at you from face to toe, then back up. "sickly."

"... I feel offended."

"hmph, shush now. let me draw you a bath then I know something that will boost your system."

after much coaxing in his end, you reluctantly take a warm bath in the hopefully hygienic bathroom. true to his word, vil did... concoct something. though it looked pretty the random steam that flew from it was really suspicious.

the residents don't dare to question, except rook of course. who already knew what transpired! :)

epel: 😃 (atleast vil wasn't around.)

"roi du poison~ tell me, tell me! is the trickster well? have you cured them with your love?"

"rook, you have 5 seconds to get out of my face."

rook giggles away.

kalim (thinks money will buy anything, including your forgiveness.)

"here!" there's a suspiciously bright smile on his face as he hands you.. some keys?

you deadpan, jingling it in your hands. it weighs heavy than the average, probably because of the fact that it's literally made of gold. "... kalim what is this?" you emit a sigh, from suspicion and concern.

"a gift!"

"wait why does it say lot 111--"

as you can already, that was an actual, literal house. which you imagine would probably be a lots more grand, and new compared to your old baby ramshackle.

but you do love it despite it's love for falling apart at the most inconvenient of times..

fighting with kalim was rare but it was hard to even argue with him because the notion of disagreements are so bizarre to him that he unintentionally doesn't treat you seriously with your concerns, accidentally downplaying them aaaand now you're upset.

after the ranting to jamil about how you must be busy with a lot, since you haven't even talked to him in the past 2 days. all it took was a side glance to his friend in denial and jamil immediately knew.

"what do you mean they're mad!? D:"

"just.. go apologize, I don't want to get caught up in this."

if his definition of an apology is buying you an entire house...

( ^ it is btw.)

kalim really doesn't mean any harm. he just really wants to sate whatever anger you held for him <- maybe he's overthinking it but it's kalim so he's 99% sure it's his fault! even though it hasn't even been confirmed from your end he'd probably accept it whole heartedly.

he wanted you to talk to him again so badly that he wouldn’t mind showering you with houses... since your living situation doesn't live up to your kindness (sorry ramshackle love u xx)

you know what. he wouldn't even notice he's the reason you're upset at first even though he's been asking around on who put you in that mood. despite himself being the perpetrator but he didn't really know that did he?

the only reason he does is because he assumed you were just because you avoided him like some sort of.. cockroach! (he dislikes those.) and he couldn't take it anymore.

was probably 1 sec away from barging into your dorm which wouldn't take a lot of effort since one ram to the door would probably break it.

bless jamil for jailing all the carpets so kalim doesn't find them.

even if said carpets fling him off when he's riding them.

"kalim, why would you buy a literal house... and you also got a rare address paid--"

"for them! ;D"

"... you do know they'd be more offended by the fact that you'd try to replace that.., ahem. dorm, right?"

"oh... should I buy them a vehicle then?"

you only promise to forgive him once he takes back the keys, and the house entirely...

(grim begged you to keep it, 'house for him apparently.')

azul (keeps trying to offer you discounts thinking it's a good excuse to have you over.)

"I assure you. you'll find no deal better than this."

"I'm not even that hungry for sea food, actually I'm craving some--"

"you're in luck then! ahem, it's 26% off due to a special event for today."

pro tip: keep insisting to eat at other places cause he's gonna keep increasing the discount by 2% until you eventually relent. once, you made him go to the point of 75% off, it's almost hilarious if not for the fact it only worked once.

now he won't go last 50!

ahem. if you look closely you can almost spot tiny cracks accumulating with each denial you respond with, and each increase of his discount. he's grown to be wary about the bullshit 'lucky' promos you just happen to stumble on.

last time you did he practically lost a week's worth of the presumed income he's predicted cause you actually went around and told your first year friends about it... who.. in turn told some, other friends of theirs about it and you could guess.

love must hurt.. and unfortunately it's his wallet wailing.

but azul is not so easily swayed by this! for you have swayed him first! *wink wonk*

but azul has another trick up his sleeve... keeping on roping jade and floyd into it; whom are far too enthusiastic cause finally— something fun to do! someone to bother! not only have you got the most stubborn octopus having frequent suspicious 'deals' but here are his equally suspicious lackeys.

who keeps.. talking about fried octopus..

yeah, you're not sure if preaching about azul’s species is the job they were assigned.

they're fairly easy to point in the right direction anyways. the tweels have always associated you with the word 'fun' so just a little, friendly suggestion from and they were off to their merry way. mortifying every single person you come across with their sudden attachment.

one of their tricks? following you around. and just somehow, every single place you enter is just mysteriously full even though you peered inside and there was like 7 tables empty. what are they hosting? ghosts? spirits?

...

they do look like they've seen some though..

jade rn: "a shame indeed, you must be hungry. why don't we escort you back to monstro lounge?" :)

long story short you can't even reply cause the sleek eel is already guiding you around by the use of his hands on your shoulders. just to make sure you don't stray away from the destination, he says.

"didn't you say that yesterday's promo was like, a one day thing?" you quirk a brow, and you almost fool yourself into thinking he flinched.

azul clears his throat. "well—today is.. the month before you've graced octavinelle with your assistance—"

he praises himself for his quick thinking.

COME ON! it doesn't matter if you're sick of eating stir fried shrimp, or the butter one, or every single dish they serve that includes shrimp! (also do not mention that you ate somewhere else before you just decide to visit his dorm because that establishment just mysteriously got filed a non-legal business report.)

then you've got floyd chasing you around with a fork. which is more terrifying because he's holding it in a notion that would seem like he'd just stab down at you when he catches up with your little goose chase.

it's just.. you're not sure if your stomach could take another bite of the poor food he stabbed into, and is now chasing you around with.

you screech. "JADE PLEASE."

the man shrugs. "it's a free taste."

"AZUL."

"... only on a condition of course."

frankly. it took all the balls he had to actually sputter out the most simplest sentence ever, cause during the time he rehearsed that in front of his mirror it just plagued him with embarrassment but he's getting desperate.

'I'd like to take you out to dinner, somewhere else of course.'

actually, maybe obliterating any possible craving for the food of his lounge just might've been part of his plans to ask you out..?

leona (prevents you from actually being productive via dragging you down to 'nap' every. single. time.)

"I will literally fail if you don't let go of me right now."

"hmph. so what? it's not like failing a grade killed anyone."

"leona just because you've lived through a lot of fails doesn't mean I have to, we're not all rich enough to not finish school."

to which he'd retaliate that all you'd need is to marry him and you'd be set for life.

there is no winning an argument with leona when it comes to his naps. if he states that you're to be next to him as he sleeps, its final. no buts, no retaliations, cause apparently they're all invalid according to him even if you drag him to court.

rhetorically of course, that if its a comical court scene his only statements are; 'well you're wrong', 'who cares', and 'i dont care'. one way or another he's still gonna win you over and now you're fit snugly in his arms, lamenting.

and if crowley chastises you for not doing the errands (via leona's common interference.) the only thing you need to honestly do is to complain to leona about it and suddenly crowley has the kindness to forgive you for your 'laziness' then says something about enjoying your time together?

leona's work no doubt.

you suppose he does has its perks. even if most of it isn't exactly ideal.

if you're being smart then you should give him an ultimatum or something, or bribe him. but... that really has no guarantee to work either cause you're ending up defeated, or just defeated and flustered since he's somehow unconsciously flirty.

at the end of the day you can't really hate him cause the following day you find out he sent an already sleep deprived ruggie to do your work. 'so you can shut your fussing up and let me enjoy you.' he says, and you quote.

it goes something like;

"if i finish my work i'll stick by you all day."

a stready flow of confidence keeps your voice firm as you glower down at the blank-faced leona sat on the grass. he merely tilts his head, raising a brow at you and seemingly pondering from the way his eyes fly to the sky.

you'd think that maybe your plan actually worked but he merely grunts and flops backwards, holding the back of his head with his palms as he laid. and! he ignores you.

...this little greedy man... "why should i care whether or not you finish your work?" he huffs, like the evil, arrogant spawn he is but you can't really defend yourself cause said evil spawn bewitched you so much that you actually still like him.

"because you care about me?"

"...fine," he scowls, releasing a breath you'd mistake for irritation. "then, do you really think i need you to finish your work when i can just keep you right here?"

you sulk. "i'll do anything you want?"

he deadpans as if you said something stupid. "i don't need you to anything else but sit still and be pretty."

...

...

see what i mean about him eventually winning you over? yeah.

next morning there's a rebellion in savanaclaw about overworked residents and ruggie is the head of them.

"he said that he doesn't need you today." <- ruggie, steering you away.

"really?" <- you, confused

riddle (overthinks TOO HARD.)

“I'm just a little busy.”

“I understand,” riddle says.

“I'm just a little busy.” he understands.

“a little busy.” its just… a small thought…

“I'm just busy.” his mind is a hazard at this point. 

for someone as supposedly maintained as riddle—you'd think his mind is as composed as it is organized. like the pens you'd perfectly align in correlation to order of colors, or the neat pile of clothing folded neatly, tucked in some corner in your closet that is farther in since it's used less.

that's just how he is, or at least seems to be. a bundle of organized thoughts, every thought connected to another. a mind too clean to be going on haywire (when he isn't in a particular mood, that is.)

you're just busy. he thinks. you said it yourself, with that agonizingly nice smile that must be sprinkled with some kind of spell from the way it just eradicated all the protests in his throat upon sight. he isn't one to question it, he wants to help but not if you don't ask.

he can only stare with resigned acceptance at your insomnia induced eyes.

but when the curtain of darkness befalls night raven college, even in the comfort of heartslabyul is he still thinking about that thought–and he can’t help but wonder; why exactly are you busy? its not that he’s suddenly hyper aware of your lack of presence since you’ve been attached to the hip the previous week and now you’re just.

…busy…

riddle likes to think of himself as a level-headed, private person. like the boy he raised himself to be and therefore proud of. but its way past 10AM. which is usually the time he sleeps, and let me tell you that he’s never once broke the cycle for years. yet here he is, a frown of frustration present on his face as he wills his mind to sleep.

somehow closing his eyes felt forced, he immediately snapped them open once his mind decides to conjure an image of you even in the darkness his lids offers.

“THIS IS ABSURD.”

and the yell promptly woke up the entire dorm from the ferocity of his scream. (and of course gave them the flashback of their year.)

that night was one of the worst he’s ever had because he woke up with red rimmed eyes and a pounding headache that ensured his bad mood the rest of the day.

everyone noted to steer clear.

and he unknowingly steered clear of yours since you were ‘busy.’

“why are you sulking?” a voice queried, spoken as though they were eating something as they asked. a reprimand rises in his throat, but it all just dies down once his sharp eyes settle on you, slipping into the seat in front of him then raising a brow and the traces of irritation practically evaporates from his eyes.

he feels the need to cough–so he does. “i’m– i’m not.” he clears his throat, avoiding your eyes but still sneaking in glances, something he notes is that you’re still looking everytime he does. (and boring an unimpressed face because he knows you don’t believe him at all.)

guilt rises in his mind, because he feels a slither of annoyance and its the presence of pettiness that bothers him. riddle knows you’re not at fault, just his mind at convincing that you just somehow decided in the span of a day that you might not like him anymore–so he can’t help the bite. 

“why are you here?” a glance not intended to look mean.

“i thought you were busy.” he adds.

your brows raise, he spots your teeth holding your lips back from showing your grin and he feels warm. “what?” he hisses defensively, despite you not even having replied to him yet.

he leans backwards, straightening up in his seat when your chin leans forward, resting on your intertwined fingers. you flash him a smile. 

“mr. rosehearts, are you perhaps… sulking because i’m busy?”

“no!”

silence.

“no.” he repeats, weaker.

“well,” you continue, beaming. “i heard from ace that you were awake the entire night, and that you kept him awake too. are you alright?” 

he sputters. “it wasn’t because of you!”

you snort. “i didn’t even say anything about me.”

so you incline to following riddle around, poking fun at him and still trailing after the seemingly enraged red head because despite his angry protests, demanding you to go away because you’re annoying he keeps glancing back to see if you’ll follow,

so cute…….

Can I request a Dottore x reader fic where reader says that they’ve contracted ligma and he genuinely ask “what is ligma?” ?

DUDE IM ON THE FLOOR LMAOOOO

I DON’T USUALLY WRITE CRACK BUT U KNOW WHAT . anon i like ur style so. here u go! if u ever see this then i hope u enjoy!!! this is set when dottore’s still a student at the akademiya i hope u don’t mind 😭 <333 

SPOILERS: Dottore’s real name (heavily implied by interactibles across Sumeru)

“Zandik!”

Your lover startles, gloved hand snapping away from the Khaenri’ahn machine sample he was about to begin tinkering with. His jaw clenches, irritation rushing over him, because every time he tells you not to interrupt him while he’s working, and still you continue to do so. Do you test him on purpose? Do you want him to snap?

(Do you not know of the horrible temper he possesses and how badly he wishes to keep it away from you, a person who chose to love him despite the repercussions—disapproving looks from Akademiya staff and students because of him, snide comments about your character because of him, dozens of relationships lost because of him—a person undeserving of the sharp words that will leave his lips when he does lose control?)

Zandik’s lips part, a request for you to ‘leave him be so he can focus’ already on the tip of his tongue. Hopefully this time, you will listen, he thinks, fingers tightening ’round the wrench in his hand. Hopefully this time, you will get it. Hopefully this time, you’ll stay away. 

When you rush into the room however, clothes wrinkled and red in the face, his mouth snaps shut and he sets the tool down immediately.

Your name comes out in a breath as you come to a stop in front of him, his hands hovering over your sides. “What happened? Are you alright? Why are you—why are you in such a rush? Is everything okay?”

“Zandik,” you start, eyes locked with his—then immediately fall into a coughing fit. You fan at your face, bent at the knees. “Sorry—sorry—just give it a moment—”

“Why’re you in such a rush?” he means to ask in a worried tone, but it comes out in a snap instead. He winces. You ignore it. “What’s going on?”

A finger raises above your hunched form. “One moment please. Just”—you cough again, wave him away when he steps forward—“one. Give it a second.”

He gives it a second. He gives it two seconds. You’re still coughing up your lungs by the fifth second. Zandik decides enough is enough and moves for the glass of water on his table, but you put up your hand again, give one last pathetic wheeze, then clear your throat and straighten up.

“I should join you on your runs,” is the first thing you say.

He rolls his eyes. “Why were you in such a hurry?”

You blink at him, unresponsive for at least three moments, then drop your shoulders. You look almost defeated, he thinks with a frown. He doesn’t like it when you’re sad—defeated. The same thing, really. Point is: why do you look like that?

“Zandik,” you say for the third time. “I was just at the healer’s—”

He frowns. “Sadiki?”

“Who else? But yes, so I was just—”

“Why were you at Sadiki’s? [Name], are you hurt? You look fine. Are you sick? What’s going on?”

“Zandik, he says I’ve contracted something.”

His heart drops into his stomach. No. “What? But it’s—it’s nothing serious though, right? You’re not going to—it’s not terminal?”

You bite your lip and duck your head away from his sight, hands twisting together.

“He says…” You pause, and he tenses, preparing himself. “Sadiki says I’ve contracted ligma.”

Zandik's frown deepens. Ligma? He’s never—is it terminal?

“What is that?” he asks. “Is it terminal? I’ve never heard of it, but if it is—is there any cure? I’ll find a cure. I’ll make you a cure, I swear—[Name], is it terminal?”

Your shoulders are shaking, face still turned away from him. Are you crying? No—but that would mean—

“Zandik,” you say shakily, and he takes your shoulders in his hands so he can pull you into a hug, “ligma balls.”

Ligma balls? He frowns. Ligma—ligma balls.

Ligma balls.

It hits him.

Ligma balls.

He forces you into his arms, turns you, and finally sees your face. It’s pinched. Scrunched up. 

In laughter.

You’re not crying. You’re laughing. Your shoulders are shaking because you’re laughing.

He shoves you away.

“Zandik,” you laugh, keeling over, “lovely—”

“Don’t lovely me,” he snaps. You laugh harder. “You—you fucking—”

“My sweetest darling—”

“Fuck you, [Name]!”

“Any time,” you only just manage to say between wheezes. He goes beet fucking red.

“Get out of my damn room!”

malleus who finds joy in chores

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the ramshackle sheets & curtains are very fresh after that day