Hello, hello everybody!!!!! my name is Lady Scarlet but you may call me Scarlet or whatever ig (???).... i'm a minor and i'm a muslim girl just trying to live her miserable life...
Fandom lists :
here are some lists of fandoms I'm in!
- Shadows House
- Mononoke
- Witch Hat Atelier
- Block tales (Still new! :3)
- Twst (Twisted Wonderland)
- Bsd (bungo stray dogs)
- Ni no kuni 2
- Etc!!! (just ask if you want to know what fandoms I am in besides above)
I'll probably try to post as much as I can but don't expect much since it's probably just reblogs and random drawings of mine ╥﹏╥
DNI!!!! : Racists, Ableist, Homophobics, And other problematic stuff!!!
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qifrey, beldaruit ﹠ restys x apprentice!reader: when you're shy and insecure ꒰ sfw. gn!reader. minor ﾉ teen!reader. gn pronouns used for restys. based on this ask. ꒱
*tw: reader is a bit jealous of qifrey; explicit favoritism towards reader in qifrey’s part (kinda occ, I suppose).
Your diminutive and withdrawn nature seemed, in your eyes, to be an outstanding matter to be resolved. But your understanding of yourself was dichotomous with your Master's.
No matter how much Qifrey celebrated you, you did not listen.
Despite resembling silk and nacre—and being so tremulous in your finite teenagehood—you did not seem aware of the grace Qifrey perceived even in the sound of your muffled laughter—a sound that reminded him of marine echoes, kept within the intimate whorls of coastal shells.
Placing yourself in hesitant positions. Crouching down to hug your own knee. Burrowing into your master's cloak.
Your body language was the telltale sign of a silent personality, endowed with an intrinsically restless disturbance.
“Honestly… what should I do with you, hmm…?” Qifrey whispered as he pinched your wet cheek.
You trembled, clinging to your Master's waist as he tried to disentangle himself from that peculiar hold.
Once free, Qifrey wasted no time in circling your form, standing behind your back.
“Do you want to try again…? Come on, darling. It isn't that scary.”
Sitting at your desk, your tearful eyes glistened as you observed the crystalline catastrophe before you—an iridescent, luminous amalgam caused by a faltering stroke.
Crystals are beautiful, though sharp and difficult to draw.
“Did you hurt yourself?…”
“No…”
“Hmm… great, you are a sweetheart. I couldn't bear to see a single drop of your blood. Come, let's change the paper. We can't use this one anymore.”
Your Master promptly set out to replace the ruined material, rummaging through his drawer and grabbing the nearest and cleanest sheet.
“Don't try this spell anymore when I'm not around, alright, my love? When I heard the noise, I thought you had tumbled down the stairs.”
He didn't mention the wood of the furniture damaged by the mineral—you could see it, you were aware of the disaster, so why disturb you any further?
Qifrey wouldn't make a big deal out of it.
He never did.
“Try rereading the book you took from the library, dear. The stroke wasn't shaky enough for this. Perchance you just positioned some lines erroneously.”
Qifrey advised you mechanically, searching for the book in question—for with it, the activity would be fully occupied.
“Master Qifrey…?”
“Hmm?”
“I didn't take the book…”
“Didn't you go to the Great Hall for that yesterday? You are not the disobedient type. Decided to be rebellious? Oh, how cruel.”
He laughed. It was irony, but it felt very real to your troubled emotional state.
“I did go! I just… I was too embarrassed to talk to the librarian…”
Qifrey placed his index finger under your chin, tilting your face closer.
“Really…?”
Your noses almost touched, forcing you to lean hard against the back of the chair.
“I swear…” You gulped, averting his gaze—as if that could somehow banish the flush beneath your eyelids.
Still holding your chin, Qifrey nodded, kissing your forehead in a demonstration of absolute trust.
However, this did not settle your hostile inner thoughts.
“I can't even do simple things. You surely prefer the others, right…?”
“Hmm? My love, what kind of question is that?” Releasing your face, but only to get ahold of your wrists’ circumference, Qifrey pulled you up from your seat.
“I thought I had…” he began, before being interrupted.
“Left it clear that you don't have favorite students? Hmm, obviously.”
“Oh, you are quite sassy. If only you were like this with other people, but you seem to reserve this little attitude just for me. Regardless: I thought I had made it clear that you are my favorite, dear.”
“What…?”
“‘Master Qifrey, I bet you say that to everyone!’, that's what you're thinking, right? Then go ask the girls.”
“I don't have the courage to do that!”
“Then…” holding your waist, Qifrey lifted you into the air before holding you properly.
“Don't say such cruel things about yourself. I feel proud of you. I am able to feel an extra spark of pride even when you cling to me seeking support. I adore you a little bit more each day… so, will you believe me?”
“I… well, it depends…”
“Hmm…?”
“Is there a way for you… to prove you like me that much…?”
“Oh. Oh! Great! See? At least with me you open up. Expected of my favorite apprentice! But of course, what do you want, dearest?”
“Seriously? Can it be anything?”
“Hmmm, I suppose so? As long as it's within my reach, you can already consider it yours.”
For now, you had more to think about than your self-induced inferiority.
Sinking your canines into the shaft of your pen, relishing the woody taste flooding your taste buds and displaying fingers enamored with calluses and remnants of ink—this was the you that Beldaruit had etched into his mental library.
He didn't mention your shyness when he described you. The old man had understood that, for you, it was a personal trait that would result in your ultimate annihilation.
In any case, Beldaruit didn't see you as an incapable little being—a fleeting existence in his career filled with exemplary apprentices.
In fact, you were a darling.
With your flushed cheeks, furrowed brow, and spine hunched over the table—it all composed the theatrical image of an apprentice who made themselves their own greatest nemesis.
“Master Bel…” you began, shooing away the tiny luminous beings that gathered around your materials. “With these little pixies again…?”
Beldaruit laughed heartily, guiding his chair closer to you.
“What's the matter…? When you were my little baby, you loved them!”
“I still like them, Master. It's just that I'm studying…”
“On a Friday night? Oh…” He threw his head back, covering his forehead with his forearm.
“How painfully diligent! Come, let Master Bel see what you're doing!” He reached for the spell on your table.
However, with sudden agility, you confiscated the paper, making Beldaruit tilt his head.
“Hmm? Embarrassed?”
“I still don't draw very well…”
“Oh, did someone say something bad…? You are the apprentice of the Wise in Teachings, sweetie. Come here…” Turning your face with a hand adorned by ancient rings, Beldaruit pressed his lips against your cheek.
“Come on, tell me…?”
“Nobody said anything, Master…” You blushed, crumpling the paper and discarding it. “Sorry, Master. Did I hurt you…? I was rude…”
“Oh, what a sweet child! I took your spell without asking… and you still apologize…” He covered his own hand; sometimes Master Beldaruit was pure dramatics.
“So what's wrong, sweetie, hmm? You are my baby, make yourself comfortable… oh, remember when you were the size of a peach? You would cry if I took you off my lap!” He lightly patted his own thighs, shifting his hands and bringing them to your cheeks.
“Do you think I'm a burden…?”
He only shook his head.
“I mean, you taught Master Qifrey. At my age, from what they say, he was much better… he at least knew how to speak in public, I believe.”
“Oh. Qifrey was a little rascal. Or rather, he is one. He would run off with that Olly during the night… test strange spells. To this day, I don't know what goes on in his mind. Know the worst part? I couldn't call him sweetie! Nor baby! Just ‘Qifrey’! How boring!”
“Master Beldy…?”
“‘Beldy!’ Aren't you just an angel! Once I suggested that nickname to Qifrey, and he told me to grow up!”
You suppressed a laugh, distracting yourself by braiding a lock of Beldaruit's hair while he vented about Qifrey.
“But you… look at you, even playing with my hair. Think of Qifrey as your impertinent older brother. You are the baby brother—you get all the pampering and all my love! So what if you're shy? You are the apprentice of the Wise in Teachings, therefore you deserve all my affection!” He pinched both of your cheeks, exposing your gums in the process.
“Master Bel… I think you're going to tear my skin like that…”
“Oh, what drama! Come here… I'm going to kiss you until all this sadness goes away!”
“Master, you treat me just like a baby…”
“Oh… hmmm, true, isn't it? Well… you are my baby! Do you want to go shopping tomorrow…?”
“Was that already in the plans, or…?”
“Oh, who cares!”
The rustling of each separate crimson curtain gave you no token regarding what should be done.
Yet, it was mesmerizing, for it wrought shadows that nicely beatified the translucent glimmer of the upcoming dawn.
Taking advantage of the faint moonlight—strengthened by the candles in their final stages—you drew the ultimate symbol.
“Stop moving like that…”
It wasn't as if the little bird was going to answer you… but who knew if there might be a spell for that?
After all, to a Brimmed Cap, anything is possible.
But then, there comes that one which you cannot handle—just like the elven pixies, cast ablaze by each candle that illuminated your chambers.
“Hmmm… what is this?”
The silky ribbons of your Master's hat took flight—hovering in the air around your face before resting upon your nose.
“Heavens, are you awake…? What are you practicing today…?” Restys paused, pressing a cheek against yours. “Oh, I see… do you want to keep him as a pet…?”
The little bird chirped softly, fluttering its now fully functional wings.
“You hardly speak to other children, why not keep a little pet? I'll allow it.”
“But I healed him so he could be free, Master…”
Restys nodded, showing genuine joy for the value you seemed to place on the liberty of a tiny creature.
“Of course, little angel…”
You stood up, letting the bird fly out through the window. Then, you closed it immediately.
“And I don't like it when you say I can't talk to other children.”
“There is no shame in that, love…” Restys said as they rifled through your recent creations placed upon the desk.
However, it displeased you.
“I know they're not good enough… my drawings…”
“Hmm? Oh, precious, I wasn't going to say that. I just saw you doing an incredible job, didn't I…? Why act like this…?”
Resuming your recent seat, you merely sighed.
“I can barely hold a conversation, don't you think the Pointed Caps wouldn't find me… obviously weird…?”
Restys laughed from ear to ear, wrapping one of the lilac ribbons that composed their design around their index.
“Hmm, you are a dove. Nobody would think you are one of the terrible, scary bogeymen they fear so much…” The last sentence was delivered with a roll of their eyes and the release of the silky ribbon—which you caught between your fingers, caressing it before letting go.
“That's why having a cute face like yours is so good. Who would doubt you?”
Without warning, Restys stayed still behind your back, taking your dominant hand into their own.
“Come on, you only falter on the outer circle…” Guiding your movements, your Master gently squeezed your wrist, using their other hand to lightly tap your shoulder.
“Hmm, see? Much better…!”
“And when you're not around, Master Restys…?”
“Did you heal the little bird with my help, darling…?”
“Well… no…” You laughed to yourself, blushing at the implied praise.
“See? Oh, look at those cheeks! Come here…” Restys showered your forehead with noisy kisses, wrapping their arms around your shoulders afterwards.
“Ah, I feel so proud of you!I bet that little bird will come back, these little creatures attach themselves to sweet children like you…”
4. Bastien’s birthday congratulations special memory (limited to the birthday day of)
5. Birthday limited login bonus
Valentine Campaign 2026
1. Special Story: “Questions to the Butlers: Their perspectives on Love”
During the time from Oct 18~Oct 31 14:59, we have received questions from the survey in regard to the Butlers’ perspective on Love, and their answers will be released as login stories.
-the survey has already ended.
-If you wish to know the schedule of the login story, please confirm it in the app.
Time: Feb 2, 20:00~ Feb 25, 19:59
2. Valentine’s Day Gacha Revival Banners (2023, 2024, 2025)
We will be reviving the Valentine gacha banners from 2023~2025.
Time: Feb 1st, 15:00 ~ Feb 26, 14:59 JST
3. Valentine Special Drama Voice Gacha
We will be releasing a limited SR Gacha banner with new Voice Dramas.
The theme of this voice drama is “The time spend together with the Butler during Valentine’s Day.”
🎁 1 SR card confirmed when you pull an 11-pull.
🎁 The Gacha Pity (Exchange Point) is slightly lower than the usual Gacha banner.
-The Event Stories have nothing to do with the SR voice drama.
-This is an all new voice drama.
-You cannot choose the pick up butler.
-There is no paid confirmed banner.
-You cannot use purple gems to exchange this card.
-The Butterfly Dias used on this banner is the same rate as the other gacha.
-When this gacha banner ends, it will not be added to the usual banners.
-We have not decided on the time yet, but it’s possible for a revival.
-There will be no SSR in this banner.
Time: Feb 14th, 15:00 ~ March 14th, 14:59
4. Valentine’s Day Special Login Bonus
-During the 5 day login bonus, you will be getting a maximum of 5 gacha tickets for “The Idol Butler’s Valentine” gacha banner.
-We will be giving 150 butterfly dias as a present, and during the 10 day login bonus, you will be getting a maximum of 1500 butterfly Dias.
Time: Feb 1st, 15:00 ~ Feb 26, 14:59 JST
5. Limited time only: Valentine Point Exchange Shop
There will be limited luxurious rewards!
-18 Valentine Voice Collection
-Closet Changed Poses (4 types of Fan Service (Fansa)
-2 kinds of Background
[How to Get these]
-You will be getting the Heart Chocolate from the floating item in the Home page + Mansion Exploration.
-And you can exchange the Heart Chocolates in the Valentine Exchange Shop.
In this campaign, you will be getting limited poses, backgrounds, and voice collections in this limited exchange shop.
The Exchange Item “Heart Chocolate” will be appearing during this time.
-From Mansion Exploration
-From the Butlers’ Request Mission Page
Please collect them!
Item Collection period: Feb 1st, 15:00 ~ Feb 26, 24:59
Exchange period: until March 5, 14:59 JST.
6. Valentine Special Memory
You would be spending a special time together during Valentine’s Day, giving a gift consisted of small flower bouquet and chocolates.
Time: Feb 14, 0:00 ~ Feb 26, 14:59
7. Valentine Special Goods Sale
We will be planning on selling new items from the event “The idol butler’s Valentine.”
We will also be planning on selling other new items on the official shop as well.
For more information, we will be notifying you via the Official Twitter page: Akuneko goods & event, thank you for your patience.
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Heyyy guess who managed to pull through, this is so much harder when you're trying to balance full time school and rehabilitating a kitten, anyway... angst? Yeah.
First part can be found here, bur short summary: the prefect of ramshackle has supposedly gotten engaged, but to who? The rumors are spreading fast and whoever it is sure has to keep a low profile and to act up as if they didn't know (basically among us but way deadlier).
Man my arms and back hurts so MUCH. I hope yall enjoy this, just you know I WILL make more lobcorp au soon...
I've been dying to upload stuff for this series and I'm so glad so many people like it !
Without anything else, here's our favourite loser
Idia Shroud
Idia, a man of culture, has obviously heard of and has previously participated in oshikatsu. I mean, have you seen his room !!! Idia has a set amount of favourites and, for a while, it looked like no one else was going to join the ranks of his super favs.
That was until your game, fresh from the app store, fell into his hands.
Idia has always played these gacha games according to the power levels of his characters, sure he has favs, but those favs are usually the biggest dmg dealers and are not very…well…Let’s just say that they are either gooner-bait or just not Idia’s type of character.
But you. Oh, the first time Idia ever uses you in battle is the first time Idia truly feels like he hit the gacha game jackpot. High dmg dealer, good defense as well as offense, an interesting backstory that doesn’t just revolve around you being an orphan, and of course, the main event, you.
Oh, Idia knows who’s merch is gonna be lining his shelves soon.
Idia dives headfirst into becoming your number 1 fan, which is easy since your game is still new and relatively underrated.
He’s the first one to ever fully upgrade your character, going through your storyline surprisingly quick, and somehow still memorizing all your backstory, your characterisation, your quirks and offhandedly mentioned interests.
Idia is the first to rejoice when the devs announce a you focused event, which Idia immediately starts grinding for
On the irl side of things, Ortho already knows your full name, age, backstory, favorite colour,etc by heart because of how much his older brother yaps about you
Personally Ortho favors another character in your game, but he fully supports his brother's obsession, especially since it’s one of the few things that actually get him out of his room and roaming around campus (Idia walking to game shops where your merch is sold when his online pre-orders fail him)
Oh talking about merch, he has it all, nui’s, plushes, posters, standees, figures, clothing, a cardboard cutout, in a blink of an eye, Idia’s room transforms into a merch museum with you as the focus
His itabags are the most beautifully organized things on the planet, he spared no expense I can tell you that
While I can’t see Idia, rich kid extraordinaire, doing DIY stuff for his itabags, I can see him either commissioning someone to do all the tedious work like making custom rosettes for you, making the insert, actually, I think this guy might actually have a custom-made, one of a kind ita bag in the shape of something associated with your character (apples or an angel wing for example, maybe even a silhouette of your head, he might just do that, I won’t put it past him)
Idia has a nui of you he brings around when he’s outside. You’re there during all his irl Housewarden meetings, you’re there when he’s in class, you’re on the table watching the board during club time (Azul hates it when Idia puts you there because it feels like he’s constantly being monitored), you get the point, you’re his emotional support oshi
Idia is a non-sharing yume, yes yes I know I said the same thing for Riddle however, have you seen that one clip of him lowkey-gatekeeping PREMO from Jamil ? Yeah, you try and tell me this guy knows how to share
He commissions merch of the two of you together, those get a special place on his desk right next to his pc
He looks at them to cool down from gamer rage
He’s also obsessed with canon compliance when it comes to you
He’s been in fandom long enough to know and follow some fandom etiquette at least so he doesn’t hate comment on ooc works but he does avoid them like the plague
Idia is a fanfic writer, he would be a roleplayer if he wasn’t so socially anxious
He writes you with your flaws and all, he does not give a shit, you are his perfect oshi, so your flaws are also perfect to him
He is also the type of person to go all out for your birthday, like, you know those yume’s who rent out whole rooms for their f/o’s ? Yeah no that’s Idia
Whole room decked out in your fav things, a portable shrine of you in the middle, your favourite foods and things on the table, songs from your game filling the room
Idia is also dressed up for the occasion, probably in either your merch or his fanciest outfit
He ends your birthday by pulling for you until he gets your on your birthday banner
When you come home to him on the first pull, Idia swears it’s fate
I really hope I did him justice, I love Idia sm y'all I hope he's not ooc
also if you see any spelling mistake that's me being dyslexic sorry babes
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Hii!!! You know that one meme that goes (paraphrasing here) "wish I had a male bestie so when creeps hit on me I can give their number and they say it isn't funny and 'that was my (sister/daughter/bff)'s name who died three years ago on this day!'" ??
Isn't that funny? Can I request platonic for Leona, cater (he'd eat it up, I just know it) and malleus?
INSTINCTUAL REACTION: They answer a phonecall from someone hitting on you
Genre: Platonic
Characters: Leona, Cater, Malleus
Premise: You gave his number to a guy persistently trying to hit on you.
"They're dead. You're next."
Ends phone call. He keeps it short and simple, the tone of his voice should be warning enough.
"I'm sorry, Y/N can't come to the phone right now. Why? Oh, 'cause they're dead"
Hits play; "Look what you made me do" (or its Twst equivalent) blares in the background, then blocks the number.
"Unfortunately, Y/N has long departed this mortal world. Oh? You don't believe me? Do you want to meet them on the other side? I am more than willing to lend my assistance.
Malleus' formal speaking won't deter the suitor so he has to resort to a more convincing method.
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