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he felt... cherished for once in his life; not someone needing to deal with the sour attitudes of people when they're all huffy or some boy-toy, taking his acts of service as an invitation to go running their hands all over him. he loved how he could play around, joke and complain without having the need to refrain himself. he felt... alive.

so it was to no one's surprise that he developed a massive crush on you; always giving you a little extra compared to the other townsfolk. full length handwritten letters, extra savings of candy and snacks he's been distributing that day, that box of pastries you seemed to have been eyeing up for the last few days or that prize you didn't manage to win during on one of your latest trips to the arcade.

seems light-hearted enough, right? if only you knew what other little treats he placed within your regular delivery... envelopes holding typed-letters; pouring his love for you over the many, many pages... each line, each paragraph... sometimes even rambling off into tangents- tangents of what he had been dreaming to do to you since day one... since the day you noticed his pains and took upon yourself to heal him back up.

yet, these sick fantasizes, these twisted thoughts on paper- you never blamed him for it, why would you went the initials signing off the letters eerily matched the creep that lived a few houses down from yours, who always seemed to have brought themselves false hope in charming you even after you said no.

no... you would never blame the innocent, naive mailman who's barely paid enough to suffer from verbal abuse every day of his life; barely having the funds to keep a himself together; yet, still cherished the happiness of others over his own.

maybe that's why you always seemed to accept his 'lustrous' gifts, especially that medium-sized stuffed bunny he so graciously sewed for you for valentine's to rid you of your loneliness. its soft yet limp body still laying on your bed, oblivious of the shine behind its dull black spheric eyes.

"...hah... hah...~" lustful eyes smiling as his flushed features melted against the monochrome screen he's stuck himself to, body trembling with each stroke of his throbbing cock, relishing in the soft breaths as you slept, spurring more pre to drip down his plush thighs, drenching the ground beneath his cheap desk chair. "...soon... soon, my love... i'll tell you the truth..."

rough hand held at your waist with a tightening grip, pulling you into his side: "they're my partner, we agreed to move in with each other because we're getting married... in a week or so?"

let me tell you, the silence when he announced that; deafening. cyno's eyes were about to bluge out of their sockets, few of the other matra's who knew of the scholar were in complete shock — and you- you were fucking overjoyed, internally jumping on cloud nine; you had no idea what conceded here but you were ecstatic!

"wha...- when did we-" you retracted yourself when turquoise eyes stared back at you from the side, his lips reading: 'i'll tell you after...'

after thorough checks with the scholar and you of course, the matra were left to leave and report this to the higher-ups; leaving a thoroughly relieved alhaitham and you, very dazed

this decision didn't seem to haunt him... up until, everyone he knew had knew about it and was asking for invitations

to say he wasn't tired of shooing people away from your house would be a bold-faced lie; especially kaveh, who had been coming back regularly and demanding to speak to his bff about this life-altercating decision that you should really really consider

it got so much to the point where he had to go prepare plans for a small event (rings and all) to stop people from disturbing his peace any further

it managed to buy him some time; but, he knows it wouldn't take long for them to realise the piece of plastic on both yours and his ring fingers... in any case... he might actually have to get you the real deal when the time comes

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"worry not, sir- i'll get you out of there!"

there he laid, basking in the blue hues of the moonlight; silver locks flowing within the grasp of the lake, surrounding his head like halo; enjoying the eerie silence of the pine forest yet there you were - scrambling to fix a life float with worn out rope to get to him. you launched the thing into the waters, nudging it forward with a large pole.

head rose from the surface of the waters, webbed fingers softly griping at the inflatable, jolting as it drags him towards the shore.

"are you alright-"

he felt the atmosphere tensing, your eyes lingering at the soft-sculpting of his features; his glittering skin, fin-like ears, broad frame.

"...is something the matter, little one?"

"ah- i-it's nothing- it's just-"

"...just?"

"nevermind- l-let's get you out of here-"

he shook his head as you stuck your two arms out for him.

"can you not move? are you injured?!"

"...far from it..."

filed nails trailed up your palms...

"WAH-!"

SPLASH!

...before pulling you into the shallow depths; yet, you didn't seem to be in any state of panic - bright eyes staring at him starry and full of shock. he could only guess that you took notice of the shimmering scales across his his fish tail, colours of blue and purple in patches covering his figure.

so mesmerised that you barely saw the bubbles your were releasing from your parted lips; the merman smiled softly at the sight, right hand clasping against yours while the other held at your waist, tugging you into him before rushing you both back up to the water's top.

"GASP-"

the merman carefully patted at your back, as you coughed out the liquid you had managed to shallow in your few seconds within.

"...i'm sorry for scaring you, young one... it's just... i couldn't help but give ya a little tease,"

"cough- i-it's alright, mister- just- try not drowning your victims next time-"

"...will do."

"anyways, cough- do you live here?"

"...no, sadly."

"what- then did someone move you here from the ocean?!"

"...no either."

"then..."

"i was taken in by a family who lived in a nearby village; regretfully, the leaders found out about my secret and decided to sentence me to death- luckily... i was able to escape and that's how i ended up here..."

you were quiet, speechless even.

"...so you're homeless?"

"it would seem so..."

"why don't you stay with me?"

"...pardon?"

"i have an extra room or more like you could live in the tub- plus, it's quite lonely living in the woods all alone..."

"..."

"well- you can stay here too if you-"

"...i'd be happy too."

"wait- really?"

he nodded.

"that's- that's great- do you need me to pick you up then- transport you into the house or-"

"no need for that, i have my ways..."

-

"come now- dinner's ready!"

he stood from his position in the waters, swimming over all while chuckling at your huff of annoyance. reaching the borders of the water - he took a slight leap, and within a flash of light, his tail turned to a pair of legs clothed in black trousers; waist-up, dress-shirt underneath a dark-marine vest. soft, pale hand combed through his now dried mane before strolling back to the cozy, small cottage up ahead.

you weren't a new sight to him; ever since kaveh grew an attachment towards you — with the many times he'd seen that idiot inviting you over to his house, showering you with gifts and gold, he had deemed you a faker... nothing but a con that was screwing his roommate over with your charm and pretty smile.

a pretty smile that's seemingly showing up more often than not — the reveal of you being apart of the akademia was no surprise; instead, it was the fact that you were under the same division of the scholar that he found slightly strange... never once in his lifetime had he noticed you before. despite his clear lack of interest in others, he still does take the time to familiarise the faces around him to avoid trouble; yet, not once, had he seen you.

he had concluded you must have been a transfer; as you had once stated you were from a far off village within the rain forest; invited by the akademia similiar to tighnari. yet, whenever he asked, you could neither confirm nor deny his hypothesis; always dancing around the subject, dragging kaveh into the conversation to avoid his observant gaze.

...there was more that meets the eye...

...and he decided to prove it.

stood within a isle of the empty, enormous library — he waited patiently; fingers nonchalantly flipping through pages of a book he had chosen at random as eyes underneath silver locks glanced around carefully.

tap, tap, tap...

...ears perked at the echoing sounds of scurrying footsteps.

tap, tap, tap...

...left, right — eyes swayed.

tap, tap... tap...

...thump, he held the now closed text.

tap... tap...

...before, punting it straight forward; yet, to his disappointment the thick spine smacked right against the cold, hard marble floor. with a tsk, he took a step back; assessing his failure... is what he'd presumed you were thinking...

THUMP

glassy turquoise stared down the figure stood right by the second tomb at their feet. "...what business do you have here...?" he stated bluntly, carefully making his way towards the intruder.

"..."

"...you must have not been weary of the closing time for the studies..."

"..."

"...you won't be reported if you escort yourself o— out..-"

hand traveled up to his nape, feeling the thinnest of needles sticking from his skin. despite pulling it out without a second to waste, it had seemed whatever had coated the metal's surface was already kicking in... what a bad foresight... he never would have thought of you to be this sly...

thump.

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lashes fluttered to what was pitch-black, he groaned softly as the effects of the anesthetics were slowing wearing; letting him to feel the aches of his back and stretched limbs behind him — which resulted in a slight struggle

"...you're awake!" figure froze at the familiar tone.

"oh- let me get that for you," unknown hands wandered to his head; and with a rustle and tug, a flash of light meets his pupils. brows furrowed as he adjusted, slowly coming to his senses.

"you're quite the difficult catch~" you chuckled.

"...but that matters not now... you're finally home...~"

"...what is it that you want from me?"

"come now... we haven't even gotten to introduction, but then again... your straightforward fortitude doesn't stray from what i've gathered..."

"...i'll ask again... what is it that you want from me?"

"...heh~ a stubborn one indeed," you sighed, tumbling back into a chair of your own.

"i'll cut it short... i'm here with a deal for you," arms crossed over themselves as you kicked up your heel

"you'll be able to leave a quiet life within this home far from the bustling city you so despise with necessities all provided by me all in exchange for becoming my little lab rat,"

"...elaborate?"

"you'll be observed full to 24 hours; meaning, little to no privacy... but i'll allow some certainties, of course — and if you question if there's any tests involve, yes and no... there will be no tests involving narcotics or such, all you have to do is life your days here as you would within your own home~"

"...and is this research of yours going into anything? such as the akademia?"

you giggled, hopping off your seat: "...nope, im doing this for my own interest... you see i'm quite a fanatic for the human psyche... how it functions and what those decisions lead to..." eyes narrowed as you trailed over to a corner of the small room dressed in a curtain.

"...and you've been on my radar for quite some time now..." with a swoop, the wall undressed revealing a full portrait of pictures of the scholar plastered across its surface; ones dating back to a few days ago to others dating back since his freshmen year at the akademia.

"...you really are quite a sick individual, aren't you?"

you laughed in response, "why thank you~ im quite proud of this myself,"

he could only sit and marvel at your 'masterpiece' as he thought of what to make of this; arms swayed as he tried to struggle out of his bounds.

"ah- i almost forgot, i'll be confiscated your vision during the observation period as well, can't have you using it on me..."

forced to live out a average life within the confines of a little hut probably far from any civilization within a metre's radius, all without his vision...? you truly were a mad genius, weren't you?

yet, to say he wasn't enticed would be lie; the times he'd internally wished he was whisked away to some place far and distant without needing to think of work, his troublesome roommate and the public eye...

"...is that all?"

"hm?"

"...your conditions?"

"well," fingers rubbed at your chin. "for now, yes~"

"..."

maybe this was his chance to live a life he so desired — no superiors to undermined his own interests, no annoying roommate to disturb him of his peace — with the added bonus of all his basic needs all afforded for...

"...deal"

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|| it was love at first sight; either it be your beauty or your personality. can barely even be within a radius around you, let alone hold your stare when you finally noticed them and decided to give them a gesturing wave to come over. definitely worships the ground you walk on; they just see you as an angel that had descended from the heavens to bless them in all your glory. stalks you 101%; has followed you home and took some of your stuff to either display in their shrine of you or too do very very unholy stuff to them-

|| be friending them is just making your case worse for yourself. they see your friendship as an approval of the relationship between the both of you, which means they have your consent to do whatever they want to you. it starts off small, such as, accidentally grazing your skin when walking pass you or not knowing they had placed their hand on your lap, subtle romantic gestures that they thought would have set the record straight but i guess you were too pure to recognize their sinful ways

|| gestures grow more intense, more.. uncomfortable; so disturbing in fact, that your friends would have questioned your relationship with them. of course, they weren’t happy to find out that those bastards had told you stuff like ‘stop hanging out with them’, ‘i knew they were a creep from the beginning’ blah blah B L A H... but it’s alright, they’ve dealt with your idiotic friends, and now they won’t bother you both anymore... in fact why don’t you and them get together already? it’s not like you have anyone else... right?

⇒ amos, simeon, belphie, mephistopheles, levi

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|| were actually your friends — people you vibed with and deliberately started hanging out with. they’re initial feelings for you were mutual; they treated you almost like a brother; but... all of a sudden; one day, at a certain time; something clicked in that little brain of theirs, systems had overridden itself, overloading with emotions they never thought was physically possible

|| doesn’t really have to do anything unsavory like stalking, why do that when they literally can ask to hang out with you whenever they like; why need to steal your stuff when they can just borrow them, though you might never see said item ever again or maybe you will but... it might have some heavy signs of use on it- despite all this, this doesn’t 100% remove the possibility of them not doing the actions listed above but with you befriending them for quite some time, it does help them make great excuses for why they were coincidentally at said place doing whatever the fuck: “...i’m taking a different route home”, “...this was yours?”, etc.

|| they crave your attention, so much so, that you barely even have any time in your schedule to hang out with anyone else but them. of course, this didn’t go unnoticed by your pals; some asking, some even demanding you to stop this nonsense at once only for you to yell back, claiming there’s nothing wrong with you spending any of your time with them. in fact, you think they might just be salty; they have been nothing but nice and sweet, they’ve only been taking up some of your time, right? there’s nothing wrong there... right? besides... your friends haven’t even paid you any mind, only they did...

⇒ beelzebub, mammon, thirteen

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|| they were someone you looked up to or a senior of yours, either way, you kinda adored them; sometimes even seeing them in a different light than others... and they take full advantage of that. group project? the teacher wouldn’t even bat an eye if they requested you to be paired with them, both experienced and a top scholar. have trouble with a certain course, not to fear, they would generously provide you with free tutoring; the only catch, you’ll have to see them weekly, no skipping unless you have a valid reason and no plus-one... only you and them... alone

|| clearly understands your status on campus, that’s why they like using your popularity and twisting it to their desires. they would request your friends make reports on you at all times; what were you doing, where you were, who were you with... everything to the finest detail. sometimes, they would even come find you personally, making up excuses to drag you out all alone with them to an empty classroom for a little chat... but wouldn’t this awake suspicion, why would it? they were of higher power within RAD no one would deny them of what they asked of them... not even you

|| the most likely to confess and most likely to be accepted by you; maybe they’re just confident in their ability to be able to charm you, or maybe they know you wouldn’t reject them, someone as reputable and well-known as them giving away their heart to you? wouldn’t that just blast your already high popularity through the roof? that and also.. all your other suitors probably haven’t seen the light of day since... there’s a reason why they collect reports on you... not just for surveillance... but also to mark up the names they would have to get rid of just to have you chose them.. only them 

⇒ solomon, diavolo

"shut it, all of you..."

noise, noise everywhere... god, how annoying... lashes fluttered, shutting again from the sudden flash of golden rays before readjusting your focus. as each of your senses slowly returned, the warmth just by your feet had caught your attention; white mask covered in black markings stared back, their bright orange button up paired with an elongated top hat having you draw nothing but blanks.

"hello there," gloved hand waved, their mask seemingly twisting into a grin. you gulped, mouth slightly opening to speak till a strong bang struck the sides of the leather couch.

"ahh~ you're cute; shiggy, can we keep 'em?? pretty pleaseee!!" a girl, no younger than a highschool student, had gripped at your arm; blonde locks swaying along with her as she bobbled with joy, her smile barely fitting her face.

"where.. am i; and.. who are you people...-" you shook off the wander girl's wander hands, slowly pulling yourself up but stopping when a piercing sting within your chest made you choke.

"I won't move if I were you..." a man, or what looked to be a man, dressed in formal overalls. his face indistinguishable, head covered in mist of blackish-purple with eyes glowing a bright golden. what could was his hand, reached forward, steadying you by your shoulders as he laid you down on the bed once again.

"we are the league of villians... we had brought you here, or should i say, our leader had brought you here as he deemed you as worthy of joining us." he shifted to his side, revealing the familiar saturated baby blue hair over black clothing. he turned, face unwrapped with a sculpture of a hand, within the gaps of the fingers, crimson pupils stared on from the shadows.

"what do you mean.."

"we've heard of you, Y/N.. a vigilant who helps those, too weak and helpless."

"but they took you for granted, they shook you to the side and disregarded you as just another citizen desperate for the limelight!"

"...we want to help you take revenge.."

eyes rolled, upwards, taking at the looming familiar blue-haired figure, just close enough to notice scars of nails digging into the pale boy's flesh, the dry-ness of it all. despite his size and posture, an eerie aura radiated from him, you didn't know what, but it sickened you.. you felt like throwing up...

"and why should I trust you.."

"...do you have anyone else who's willing to help you right now?"

no.

there was no one else.

your parents, sunning you to the side, faces in disgust...

your friends, blocking you, some even writing discriminating comments on your posts...

the people in your college, cackling like the witches they were, pointing fingers and laughing at your misery every where you went...

you truly had no one.

no one but yourself...

"earth to rookie...-"

"aRK-" you jumped from your seat, barely managing to catch yourself. eyes flared with malice as your hand went straight at dabi's cheek, who in turn, caught it with ease. "don't scare me like that-" in response, he grinned, shrugging his shoulders as he tried to return back to his cocktail till...

BEEP BEEP BEEP

"oh.. looks like they're 'just on time'.."

"fUCKING FINALLY-"

"someone's excited.. "

"duh- who wouldn't be- anyways, ready, partner..?"

"... pftt, ready as i'll ever be, partner.. " eyes of fiery blue set ablaze as scarred hands swept the dance floor within their flames. the heat travelled fast, gasping at its first victim within seconds, leaving nothing but the echoing screams of sheer terror. you joined suit with a lingering smirk, hands raising allowing the silver utensils from the drawers to be sent out flying, some grazed the flesh of its victims and other fell to the ground groaning in agony.

students ran in pure chaos, some even resorted to banging on the windows to escape their hellish damnation. one stumbled towards a girl in red, blood pooling over their lips, begging for help as their hands trailed her skin; yet, all they received was a chuckle as her body melted like clay in their hand, but before their could even react, a knife from behind lodged itself into their head.

"...took you all long enough,"

"well, brother shiggy had some stuff to handle~ you can't really blame him.." toga giggled in return as she twirled, her blade purposefully finding another victim to gash.

"toga's right! nO- she's not!" twice followed.

"where is his dry-ass anyw—" your words cut shorter than the sudden silence in the room. eyes flashed in shock as the once rampaging crowd stilled like statues, all that was meat and bones turned to cracked cement before slowly crumbling away leaving nothing but ash and dust.

"it looks like i might have ruined your fun..." steps of his leather boots rang through the halls, as the familiarity of blue stepped out of the shadows.

"...well, the work is done... but i would have wished it lasted a bit longer-" you shrugged, hiding your frown behind strands of hair.

"the nights not over yettt, right brother shiggy?"

"...mm"