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< event m.list┆WHEN THEY SPOIL YOU

ft. idia, leona, vil / gn!reader / sfw, established relationship

idia shroud has madol to spare.

seriously. he has loads lying in his bank account, untouched. all he uses it for is games, merchandise, figurines and a plethora of charities he repeatedly saw ads for and couldn’t click off. he’s subscribed to so many things over the years, half of the time he doesn’t even know what his phone is billing him for. not that it really matters. to say there was ample room for him to spend more would be an understatement, but he had nothing (correction, nobody) at all to spend it on.

at least, until he met you. 

he’s (regrettably) played enough dating sims and watched enough shoujo romances to know about the different love languages. personally, he adores words of affirmation, lapping up your praise and compliments like some sort of starved kitten. (his ego is skyrocketing and it’s all your fault) but gift giving? now that’s his guilty pleasure. it’s quick, easy and an often wordless exchange, which was good for him! the less verbal mush he has to say, the better.

it starts off simple, just idia logging on to do your dailies whenever you’re busy. then, he’s buying you the monthly battle pass. and then, it’s the overpriced skin for a character you didn’t even care much for in the first place. before you know it, you’re that couple, notorious on video games… you know, the annoying ones with matching avatars and bios, with all the unnecessary assets that were locked behind a paywall. oh, the irony of it all. he used to hate those types!

you logged him into you favourite shopping apps, so if there’s something on your wishlist that exceeds your budget on a shopping spree, he’ll take care of it before you get the chance. every time you joke about him being your sugar daddy, (which is not true. he doesn’t even buy you things that often!) he says he’ll block you on everything. he never goes through with it, though.

idia is too shy to admit it, but there’s a small part of him that wishes to gift give more, solely because of your reaction — he can’t help it, the surprised pikachu-like expression and the way you throw your arms around him when he surprises you with something you’ve been eyeing gives him a serotonin boost! he’ll be giddy, practically hyper for the rest of the day, as though he’s on a sugar-rush… his brain just goes into overdrive and all he can think about is how he wants to hit replay and have you do it again over and over and over. he’s so touch starved.

you’re his first everything, so who can blame him for treating you? he still thinks you’re leagues ahead of him. so he’s not doing it to be cocky or make you feel guilty, he does it because the three words he tries so hard to say refuse to fall from his lips. his throat dries and his hands get clammy and his brain fails to form coherent thoughts whenever he attempts to tell you in person — but if you look closer, you’d find that it’s already been conveyed through his gifts: a non-verbal ‘i care about you’, ‘i want you to be happy’ and of course, ‘i love you.’

leona kingscholar is no stranger to expensive gifts.

being a prince, he’s had suitors from far and wide travel to present him with lavish things — and yet, he can only say a select few had no ulterior motive. thus, receiving gifts is something he brushes off quite easily.

when you shower him with the very thing he avoids, he doesn’t know what to make of it. do you want something from him? is that why you’re dating him? the worst part is he doesn’t voice his concerns at all, feigning indifference until ruggie pokes his nose into his business. “leona, what have you ever gotten for them?”

nothing. he’s gotten you nothing. he takes, takes, takes, and you’ve asked for nothing in return. not once has asked you if you wanted anything, too caught up in his own negativity — fuck. he’s not too good at this whole ‘boyfriend’ thing. leona realises that you’re not giving gifts because you want something out of him, you’re doing it because you love him, and simply want to see him happy.

very abruptly, he’s asking you about things you’ve had your eye on. wristwatches that are just wayyy too expensive for a regular student, or newly-released branded shoes that you know you can’t afford till they go on sale. you never really know if leona’s listening to your absent-minded rambles, so you pay no mind to his sudden curiosity. he’s always said he likes the sound of your voice, so you keep on talking.

“anything you’ve got your eye on?” he’s lounging on your thighs, eyes closed as you lace your fingers through his hair. “other than you?”

he glares at you. you laugh before responding properly, and he listens attentively (he always has) because he’s irritatingly enamoured (he always will be)

leona can tell when you get excited, ears twitching with the intonations of your voice, “there were these headphones i liked, and oh! also these sliders (…)” your candid response is almost amusing. you’re oblivious, completely unbeknownst to the wishlist in leona’s head that seems to grow longer, and longer, and longer…

your birthday this year would be a big one.

vil schoenheit ‘unintentionally’ spoils you.

like leona, vil has been recipient of gifts since the start of his career. whether it’s brand deals or romantic advancements, it’s all the same to him. that doesn’t mean the notion isn’t sweet. and if it’s you gifting him something, it’s all the more sweeter.

that said, he makes sure to remind you that he doesn’t require gifts. your relationship is bolstered by the genuine trust you have in each other, so he doesn’t need flowery grand gestures — not that he won’t accept them, because he will! — but he’d rather not have you splurge on him when you still have a future to focus on. being goal driven himself, he’d rather you not get carried away.

“just focus on yourself. be selfish.” he tells you, but he struggles to do that himself.

okay, he doesn’t necessarily give you gifts. he just so happens to have things lying around that he doesn’t need anymore. shoes from partnerships he didn’t like, jewellery that’ll suit you better, or clothes that are so not his style are all sent straight to you. he has a surplus of things he doesn’t use, so why not give it away to someone who’d make better use of it? it’s not intentional or anything.

“stay still.” he’s got you sitting in his vanity chair as he kneels on the ground, knuckles grazing your skin as he fastens the clasp of a silver bracelet on your wrist. “vil, when did you buy this?”

“i didn’t. it was free. magicam promo.” — that’s what he claims, but you know better. of course you do, when you were the one sitting across from him one week ago as he mulled over purchasing the very same thing.

so maybe he’s a liar. he does spoil you. he does it all the time. but his school performance hasn’t been hindered, and neither has yours, so… just let him carry on.

Congrats on the 400! Can you do quest Love languages thing with Jamil for both giving and receiving? (Bonus points if he speaks Arabic to his SO at some point.)

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ lovely love languages with jamil viper !

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ gender neutral reader

[  ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ event rules+info and event masterlist ,,, pov you're watching my account become a jamil stan account. i love you my sweet jamil lovers <33 i kinda got in my feels with this one , nothing angsty , just emotions besties. also yes , jamil yatakelim al arabia <3

GIVING ,,, receiving acts of service from jamil 

ACTS OF SERVICE WITH JAMIL VIPER—From the beginning of your relationship, Jamil wanted you to know that he was completely devout to you and every single one of your needs. He was practically on his knees, begging for you to ask for his services, and if you didn’t, he’d give them to you anyways. Had you asked him to put rays of sunlight in a jar for safe keeping, he’d swear to do it, wrapping the jar in a silk ribbon once he finished. Usually, his acts of service showed themselves in a quiet way. Whenever he got you studying for too long, he’d tell you to take a break, bringing you a drink and snacks as he did so. Sometimes it was in the way he’d help you study, completely patient with you, and never once poking fun or berating your learning abilities. There were even days he’d help you tidy around your living space, and then make lunch for the both of you afterwards. He almost never said anything about doing those things for you, and would just complete the task.

. Confusion would be an understatement of what you were feeling at the moment. You stared at the textbooks before you, tears welling up in your eyes because while everything made sense, your mind was exhausted. You had already studied so much to try and catch up to the students of Night Raven College, but it was hard. You had to dismantle all the trained history and science that you learned to make room for the histories and sciences of this world you didn’t belong to. While you used to enjoy learning about your favorite topics, having to relearn everything made you just want to sleep.

“ Ruhi ( my soul ), I brought some peaches, mangos and dates,” called Jamil as he walked into his room, where you were studying. In his hand was a tray with sliced peaches and mangos, while on the side was a smaller bowl of a few dates. “ Back home, Ummi would say, ‘Al-fakiha wal tamr akl al-taelum.’ Fruits and dates are the foods of learning.”

Your back was facing him, so he couldn’t see the glassy sheen over your eyes, or the trembling of your bottom lip. “ Ah, thank you Jamil, but I can’t eat right now. I need to focus,” you said, wiping at your eyes before he could catch you crying. His brows furrowed upon noticing your full water bottle, “ You’ve been studying for well over two hours, and the water is still full? Did you want more ice?” You bit the inside of your cheek and shook your head. “ I forgot to drink water.” From behind you, he placed the plate of fruits on the desk, just beside the full water bottle, and you could feel his back chest against you. Gently, he tilted your head upwards so that he could see your face. He didn’t mention the tears in your eyes and just said, “ Let’s take a break. I’ll teach you how to play mancala.” All you could do was weakly nod to his words and wipe at your eyes.   . RECEIVING ,,, giving jamil words of affirmation

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION FROM YOU—Praise that falls from your lips is to be as cherished as a stray angel’s feather falling from the heavens. Jamil remembers everything you say to him, how you say it, what your intentions were—all of it. And he treasures all of it, even the criticisms and the words that fall between you both during a heated argument. If his heart was a treasure chest, your words were the gold and gems that were hidden in it, protected by the strongest of locks. However, he does like it more when you praise him. He can be rather prideful when it comes to his skills and he loves to impress you with them, to gain that look of wonder in return. Sometimes it goes straight to his head, but the times where you praise his cracks and scars, are the times it goes straight to his heart, swaddling it in a warm blanket.

. He looked up at you, smirking, “ What else do you like about me?” he asked, pulling you closer to him, while you straddled his hips. His arms were wrapped around your waist, and his eyes refused to break contact with your own so that he could enjoy every flicker of emotion that passed through them.

It was nighttime, the moon was out, the stars glittered, and you both were stuck in time. How many times did this happen, you wondered. How many times would the moon be there to witness your love? It was as though it was watching just in case a day came where it needed to attest to the love you had for each other. A soft breeze passed the both of you, brushing itself through Jamil’s long hair. You pushed a strand behind his ear, “ I love your heart.” you said.

His eyes widened. He had expected a compliment like the other ones you had shared to him. Something like ‘I like your knowledge,’ or ‘I like when you speak Arabic,’ even ‘I like your pretty hair,’ but instead you hit him in the most broken part of him. It was tormenting how you could see the cracks in his heart, and tried to use your words to wrap them up and sew them shut. His pride would forever die once words were spilled from your lips.

“ I love your heart, all of it. The parts that are painted in black ink, the parts that are torn and the parts that shine brighter than gold under the desert sun.” You cupped his cheeks in your hand, using your thumb to rub under his eyes where stray tears fell.

He died in your hands, his pleas and implorings held tightly in your spear as you pushed it deeper into his chest. Except you didn’t cut his heart, your spear mended it, even when he didn’t ask it to. You didn’t just like his heart, you loved it. You loved it with its flaws, with the parts that were destroyed by years and years of reality’s lies. ‘ You will never find one to love you,’ reality had told him once, so coldly and unkindly.

What would reality think now?

All he could do was hold you even closer, hiding his face beneath your chin, in the crook of your neck where reality’s inky hands would never reach. “ Laqad kasaratni, wa lakin ena uhubiha. ( You’ve broken me and I love it. )”

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So we know that we can take care of the housewardens as kittens but will they take care of us if we are kittens?

good question, excellent question really and its definitely... depends on the housewarden. okay but before I answer this, I got a request (and working on said request) of this exact scenario, but idk when that will be posted, so here are my thoughts and personal opinions. sorry for the bad grammar and inconsistent thoughts, im literally so stressed rn lol

but to anyone that might stumble across this and wonder 'what the hell am I reading' then let me introduce you to the 'twst kitty accident' (name still pending): one, two, three

im going to say it, but the best housewarden and dorm to be looked after is pomfiore. kitty!mc would literally be treated like royalty. vil would take excellent care of you and would pamper the shit out of you. he's constantly making sure you look your best and will make you little hats and bows to wears (the two of you have coordinating fits) might even carry you around in a little handbag like chloe from beverly hills chihuahua no joke

second is riddle, he's responsible and constantly keeping a watchful eye on you. tho, he's never had a pet before so he's kinda clueless. but treys there to watch you when riddle can't and the adeuce (which is no doubt the cause of your transformation) would be extra gentle with you. cater makes a fan page of kitty!mc tho :/

at first kalim and malleus was a tie for third, but kalim gets the one up bc of Jamil. nothing against diasomnia but jamil will make edible food. kalim is a little rough not that he means to (he's a little oblivious) but he's always carrying you around and getting you the softest pillows. gives you little kissies on the head before he goes mimi ni-night

malleus has probably had one pet in the past probably like a crow or something, but that was eons ago. so he's a little dense but learns fast and takes really good care of kitty!mc, hold yous in his arms like a baby(me next plz), shows you magic tricks, let's you sit on his head so you can get a closer look of the gargoyles, will read you bedtime stories, probs had Lilia make t-shirt for all of diasomnia with your face on it(kitty obvi), he gets cat ears to match with you. its really hard to tell, who the one enjoying it. he makes sure to keep you away from the kitchen anytime Lilia's up to mischief ahem, creative endeavours.

I kinda forgot about Azul (sorry sweetie) but! i am content with his placement. will def try to market off of your cuteness and will probably forget that you're there, which has led to him closing up monstro lounge and leaving you there in the dark until he wakes up in cold sweat and runs to get you in his matching silk pajamas, octopus slippers and little night cap. but if you can look over that, Azul isn't the worst. he'll play with you, feed you the best food, let you lay on his lap(let me lay on his lap instead) and just generally is a lot more open about his gentleness? kindness? emotions?

he gets points docked down bc of floyd and the jade (they know what they've done)

for last place, Leona and Idia are tied. I can't make up my mind

on one hand, Leona treats you more like a neck pillow then anything (also considering your a whole ass kitten in a predator den is kinda really terrifying) he purposely forgets about you and will carry you around but your scruff. will give you to ruggie at some point who just might(will) hand you to jack bc 'you're friends!' but on the flip side, he's also a cat. and will take all the cat naps you want with you. tends to groom you and vice versa, it's a little weird but Leona's really warm and his purrs are comforting, so who are you to object (let me lay on your chest Leona, plz just one chance)

idia doesn't even take care of himself, what makes you think he can take care of another living being??? Ortho is your literal guardian angel (bless that child) the only pro I can think of is that idia doesn't leave his room, so you can always nap on his lap and he doesn't really mind (at first he was a fuckin statue) his hands are cold but fingers are really long, so it feels live when he runs his fingers through your fur. also tried to dress you up in cosplays, so if you're into that, cool, if not, I'm sorry? (me personally, I would not let that slide)

so these are my thoughts, I had a lot of fun writing it bc I have too many thoughts and but no will power to write it unless asked so... yeah. hope this answers your question :)

Ok i raise to you though jade when he crushes talks to his mushrooms about said crush as well as maybe azul and floyd on occasion send help to them cause he probably doesn’t stop

HI ANON!! I'M. SHAKING YOU BY THE SHOULDERS RN. YOU'RE SOOO RIGHT!!!!!

he'd have a very soft smile and his eyes would look so gentle as he'd whisper about something his crush did that day... such a vulnerable moment...

tho when he talks with Floyd and Azul, I feel he'd be bragging about them? like, still with his mushy feelings yes but in a less vulnerable lovesick way and more in a "my crush is so cool look at what they did, bet you wish you had a crush cool like that too huh" way. because he's a little shit like that. Azul and Floyd know how much affection he holds for them from the sheer amount of times he's mentioned them in conversation in the past two hours. they are planning an intervention asap.

OH ALSO the end of the halloween event was so much fun!! in my totally not super biased opinion Octavinelle slayed the most <3 but Heartslabyul and Diasomnia did so well too... Pomefiore and Ignihyde had me rolling lmao, Scarabia made me so proud of Kalim and Savanaclaw were little shits it was so funny. the ending was so sweet, I loved to see them interacting like that !!

my fav Octavinelle moments bc they are my beloved scrunklies:

nrc students get jobs?!

+ || if part-time jobs were available around campus, what jobs would they have?

ft — all nrc students

genre — slight crack, fluff, headcannons

notes — g/n reader, platonic/romantic, reader is only mentioned in some parts

barista —

lets be real, they wanted to experience a coffee shop romance. so when you just so happened to walk in one day, they stared you down (affectionate) and definitely put their number on the cup. maybe even gave you a free muffin, how generous.

+ CATER. DIAMOND.

nail tech —

+ (writing this as someone who used to work this part time)

having an eye for art and wanting to help the nice lady running the shop, they offered their assistance. they gossip with you while prepping the nails of a very confused customer, what else could they ask for?

+ ROOK, epel (rook dragged him. shat himself when vil struts in for a manicure), lilia

waiter at a dingy chinese restaurant —

+ (this is so awfully specific but hear me out!!)

stumbled upon this restaurant while walking around off-campus. in the end, they offered to help the elderly couple by serving customers! they are now that kid in the back corner doing their homework when business is slow.

+ jamil, trey (reminds him of his family’s bakery somehow)

gardening —

it’s relaxing to them honestly. they probably are already a plant parent so why not add 50 more to their family? do not worry, they already have their names listed and memorized! (and yet they still can’t memorize formulas for their alchemy exam tomorrow.)

+ JACK, malleus (wants to find a friend for gao-gao drakon-kun!!)

MACDONALDS —

+ (read this fic to understand contents below)

+ THIS TURNED INTO A SMALL DRABBLE SO I JUST REPLACED THEY WITH ACE AND ADDED TO THE STORY

strolling into maccies, ace said 4 words. “i need a job.” the cashier looked at him, then behind him to see his emotional support crew (deuce and sebek) with the smuggest look on their face.

working at macdonalds was not as easy as ace thought it was. he had to deal with the long drive threw and stupid customers all at the same time. sebek was immediately kicked off cashier after he drove a whole line of customers away with his megaphone voice.. deuce is the only one doing his job correctly, greeting customers and efficiently taking orders. good job deuce. (ace is screaming at customers in the drive threw.)

epel walks in the next day and orders the whole menu during rush hour just to piss them off. ace quits on the spot.

already has a job —

how efficient of them! avoiding my wrath as usual. kudos to them.

+ azul, jade, floyd, vil, ruggie (is working all these jobs, take a break babe.)

to think that they would be working.. —

you will not catch them dead working until they graduate.

+ leona, idia, kalim, riddle (too focused on studies)

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[Valentine's first winter - Riddle Rosehearts]

Summary: Through the haziness of his sickness, your light shines through. You stay by his side and Riddle's heart blossoms for you.

Notes: gn!reader, sickfic, fluff, could be read as a continuation of my other Riddle oneshot but it's not necessary to understand, super self indulgent, established relationship, Riddle's mother is it's own warning

Spring is the time for warmth, the time to watch the flowers bloom and appreciate the calming breeze. Winter is the contrary, it's the time for the chill, the time for the skies to open and cry onto the earth. 

Riddle usually was prepared for such times, of course. He'd check the weather cast everyday to make sure to bring an umbrella or a coat with him and text you to do the same. The thing is, he was also very busy, what with the finals weeks and winter vacation coming, as the Housewarden he had to deal with more paperwork than usual and keep an eye on the Heartslabyul's students to make sure they were keeping up with their studies. Since Trey wasn't the vice housewarden anymore, having moved on to the next grade and doing his reasearch somewhere at the Queendom of Roses, Riddle had more work than he was used to.

You made sure to check on him, reminding him to take breaks periodically. You even went to his room yourself, a tray of hand made sweets and tea in your hands. Riddle could feel the warmth of spring through his entire being as he looked at your gentle smile. He'd stop everything he was doing to spend some time with you, talking about your days in a way that brought peace for his soul for a moment, no thoughts spared for the mountains of paperwork left to do.

Still, it was due to having such a stressful schedule that he got too caught up with his work and forgot to check the weather cast one day. It was only one day, a little slip, but it cost him. On that day, Lady Luck turned her head away from him and the heavens poured onto the campus of NRC. What's worst, Riddle had been on the botanical garden when it happened, tending to his alchemy experiment. He only noticed the downpour once it was too late to run back safely, getting caught in the middle of it.

And that's how Riddle Rosehearts found himself on the nurse's office, body burning up and cursing his unattentiveness.

Riddle remembers when he got sick once, as a child. He felt terrible, hot all over, sweating and dizzy. What's worse, he couldn't concentrate on his books at all, his eyes felt heavy and kept closing on their own. He just wanted to sleep, but he still had to finish one exercise. His hands trembled as he tried to write some gibberish, he'd never felt so bad before. His eyes watered and his vision was blurry, words getting mixed with the others, although there was one thing he could see clear as day. His mother disappointed face as she came to check on him. 

She put the back of her hand against his forehead and the cold felt so good against his burning skin, he couldn't help but lean into it, closing his eyes in relief and letting out a whimper. The sensation was gone sooner than it appeared, leaving Riddle to almost topple over with the weight of his own head. She said something about him not listening when she warned him about the climate change, as winter approaching tended to bring such colds. He couldn't listen properly, his head was full of mush, he could barely keep his eyes open. She tutted and grabbed him by the arm, getting him up so fast he felt like throwing up, his vision blacking out for a second and losing his footing, only that firm brusing hand on his arm keeping him up. 

She took him to his bed and gave him some bitter medicine, telling him to stay put for the rest of the day. He obliged, as always, what else could he do? His mother was a doctor, she knew what she was talking about. He knew she had better, more important things to do than look for her disobedient son that went and got himself sick. She's a busy woman, so busy that outside of lessons he almost never saw her. He understood, she had to work hard to keep herself at the top, and that meant she didn't have much free time to spare him. Still, he felt very lonely in such a vulnerable state. Alone in his room, the aching in his chest felt worse than the cold. The red of the wall burnt his eyes, so he burried himself on the covers, still sweating, hugged his pillow on his chest and wished, desperately hoped, for it to go away soon.

The sensations from back then come to haunt him again. There's shivers breaking out on his body but his skin burns, he can't decide if he's running too cold or too hot or too much. His muscles weight a ton, holding him back on the bed, making his movements sluggish. He wants to rip out his vocal cords and weave new ones, ones that won't grant on his ears and won't rasp his throat with every syllable.

He can hear the door opening. It's not the nurse, but you. Through the haziness of his sickness, your light shines through. You stay by his side and Riddle's heart blossoms for you.

You have a worried look in your eyes as you pull a chair to sit next to his bed, eyeing him with concern. He hates that he's a bother, that he caused you distress over something so easily avoidable. Even so, your presence washes over him as if cleansing his soul. He's glad to see you, he realizes. He's glad to not be left alone.

There's a cup of water in your hands, and he gladly takes it, greedily downing it. The liquid freezes all the way down his throat, his flaring insides lapping it up, he wants to drink more and more. Your hand takes his and makes him slow down, least he chokes. It's a little thing, but this simple gesture makes his insides flutter. You take the glass from his hands once he's done, putting it on the bedside table and focusing your whole attention on him. He wants to drink up the sight of you.

The way Riddle looks at you leaves you breathless, fever ridden lidded eyes glancing through his lashes as if you were everything he could ever need. You hung up the stars on the sky, you painted every color of the sunset, you were the sun and the moon, the cosmos itself. He looked with so much adoration, as if he couldn't believe that you were still there, with him of all people. Him. You choose him and you stayed with him and he was so, so grateful for it.

You call out his name softly, oh so softly, and give him a kiss on the forehead, your lips leaving a tingling sensation. He wanted to berate you, to tell you to not that, since you could get sick too, but no word left his sore throat, he couldn't gather the strenght to protest against something that felt so good. Instead, he lets the words that run through his mind leave his tongue, unfiltered.

"You shouldn't be worrying about me, you have more important things to care about."

You smile, a bittersweet thing, eyes contemplating, as if asking youself 'doesn't he get it?' He's not in the best state to read your expression, though. You tenderly put your hand on his forehead, moving some hair sticking there and feeling his warmth. He leans into the touch, a satisfied sigh leaving his lips.

"Oh, Riddle, I'm taking care of something important. In fact, I can't think of a single thing that could be more important than you. The rest can wait, I want to make sure you're ok first and foremost."

Riddle's eyes widen and he opens his mouth to say something, anything, but nothing comes out. What could he say to that? His vision blurries, but he isn't sure if it's because of the fever or something else. Maybe it has something to do with the way your eyes gaze at him, so full of unfiltered love that Riddle could never doubt a word that falls from your lips, doesn't matter if they seem too good to be true.

You giggle at his cute dumbfounded expression, teasing him a little. "Cat got your tongue?"

He pouts, cheeks puffing up a bit and turns his head away. It's extremely endearing, you can't help but let out a laugh. Your hand run through his bangs, taking them off his sweaty skin, massaging his temples. He closes his eyes, pure relief flowing through him.

It felt nice to be taken care of like this, the simple comfort of your steady presence by his side made him feel like he was safe, like it would be alright, that he could let go and trust you'd take care of him. He wanted to grip onto this feelings and not let go, let them fill him up and chase the disease out of his system. One of his hands lifted to cover yours that was still in his forehead, a childish impulse to make sure you'd stay. You let out another soft laugh, the sound being enough to make him breath better, lifting a weight from his chest. You'd stay, he was sure of it. You always do.

Still, Riddle felt disgusting, runny nose and sticky skin, face as red as his hair. He wanted to get out of his dermis, rinse his bones until they shined and stopped feeling like that, unbearably dirty. But you didn't move away from him, your expression was always that of worry and fondness, never of disgust. "I'd never be disgusted of you, Riddle." You murmur, and he must have let his thoughts slip through his loose tongue. "It's a normal reaction, you can't control it. There's no reason to feel ashamed." It's so easy to fall for your words, so easy to let himself fully believe in them, so easy to accept the reassurance.

Riddle can take care of himself. He doesn't need to be babied and he doesn't need anyone's pity. He wants to do things his way, he doesn't want to depend on anyone, doesn't want to look weak. But your gentle voice echoes in his head, saying that's ok to ask for help. He doesn't need to do everything alone, he can count on you. And he trusts you so much, with his entire soul, so he lets you stay by his side. He knows that once he wakes up, you'll still be there. You always stay. 

"Rest up, dear." Your voice hypnotizes him, there's no way to not listen when you hold so much fondness in a single word, a single word that makes his heartbeat run faster and a his lips curl upwards.

He lets himself fall freely in the feeling of your love. Your breathing lulling him to sleep, his fingers gripping your hand and not letting go. His eyes close softly, naturally, and the tension seeps away from his body. You'll take good care of him, he's sure. You'll hold his worries in your hands, taking them out of his mind to let him rest.

There's no doubt in his mind that what he feels is love. Outside, the harsh winds of winter cut through the sky. Inside, the soft warmth of spring envelops his sleep.

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FAKE DATING! WITH JADE LEECH

In which Azul coerces you into fine-dining at the Mostro Lounge for their third anniversary. One major problem? You’re tight on Thaumarks for the month, and only couples get a discount.

“And then he clawed me in the face,” you exclaim, motioning wildly with your hands. “Like, what the hell! I carry that furball everywhere, and he decides to pull this shit just because he’s hungry? I slept in for fifteen minutes!”

Jade carries your books at his side, nodding every-so often in careful attentiveness. “If I may, why not let Grim loose at Mostro Lounge? I’ve grown quite fond of him.” 

It starts off genuine, until he lets loose a smirk, sharp teeth rising above his bottom lip. “In fact, I was about to suggest another test-run of Azul’s parasitical anemones.” He laughs, shrouding his reaction beneath his hand in polite courtesy. “What do you think?”

“I think you’re a sadist.” Looking around, you tug on Jade’s sleeve, lowering your voice. “But speaking of Mostro Lounge … what’s your stance on favors?”

“I’m not particularly fond of them.” He side-glances you, curiously. “Will you be joining us for dinner tonight? If you’re unaware, it’s our third-anniversary. We’ll be providing an unforgettable dining experience, along with a special discount for couples celebrating their own relationship milestones.” 

“Jade,” you groan, frustrated. “wrong answer. Try again.”

“Hm?” The smile tugging at his lips feels too innocent. In fact, the gleam within his eyes makes you think he knows exactly what you want. “Use your words.”

“Wanna help me out?

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[ ✽ ] ˖ ˚ ◞ ┊ʺ HOME IN THE HOLIDAYS ,

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ in which you find home in the holidays with octavinelle

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ jade , azul , floyd x gender neutral reader

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ warnings ,, none. all fluff here <3

[  ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ heyyy besties. so this was an anon request but i had to research some stuff about the holidays ?? i dont celebrate christmas and even though i’ve been around it for so long , im not too familiar with the customs </3 but it overall seems so fun and lovely !! also college started around the time i got this request too </3 im so sorry anon. anyways , as i said in the other post , i am gonna be adding a taglist now since a lovely person requested i did so <3 just tell me if you want to be on it :D

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