#bridefromanotherworld

Candy!au: Candy (Malleus) Better then love potion (Vil)

Cultural Exchange: Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7

Bride from Another World Prologue (yan) Azul Vil

Amnesia!AU:  Welcome back (All NRC) Circle (All NRC) Sleepy (Rook x fem!reader) and Love is a name (Rook x fem!reader)

Pirate!AU Octatrio x g\n!MC (yan)

MC2AU Nevereverland (yan)

RSA mob interaction: part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8 part 9 part 10 part 11 part 12

small drabble with Raven (yan)

Raven Adonis x g/n!MC Hellfire (yan)

RSA mob: how would they react at all girl academy

Yokai AU series @twstedforyou Heartslabyul: Ace Deuce Cater Trey Riddle (please read in this order)

Yokai AU series @twstedforyou Pomefiore: Vil

Love Letter series: Malleus Rook Epel Riddle Vil Azul Idia

Rook Hunt x Tenshi (OC)

Teacher!MC au: Forbbiden Fruit (All NRC) At the first sight and At the second sight (Divus Crewel x fem!reader) Unexpected admirer (Rook)

Twst mermaid AU @yanmaresu Ordinary girl from deep blue world (fem!Azul x fem!reader x fem!Riddle) Looping (fem!Azul x fem!reader x fem!Leona) From Fire to Fire (fem!Azul x fem!reader x Vil)

Siren au @smalltasteofhoney Siren`s call (Rook)

Maid au @smalltasteofhoney Most devoted servant (Rook)

Killer au: Exasperation (Rook) The best support (Jade)

Priest au @smalltasteofhoney God`s will (Rook)

Incubus au: @smalltasteofhoney Test of strenght (Rook)

Fantasy AU "Under fantasy disguise": world lore (prologue) heartslabyul savanaclaw octavinelle scarabia pomefiore p1 and p2

Bookmark au: lore

Detective AU: Trail (prologue) Interviewing witnesses (Jade)

You cleared your throat, not understanding what was happening. Quickly looking around you found yourself in a completely different room than yesterday. The expensive looking apartment was clearly not part of the Onboro dorm. You also noted that the steel gaze of silver eyes, covered with a haze of tenderness, followed your every movement, as if calculating your further actions.

Startled, you unconsciously put your arms around your forearms, trying to get rid of the unpleasant feeling. This wasn`t hidden from the attentive merchant.

“Angelfish, you are probably chilled. The temperature here is much lower than in other dorms"

The soft tone of his voice reassured you, if you don’t be so tense, of course. Events changed so quickly that you couldn’t keep up with their course. There was a feeling that you were put to watch a film that was turned on for rewinding.

Finally, Ashengrotto broke down, sharply closing the distance and embracing you. You froze, just like yesterday, there is a mess in your head, the only thing that you understood now: a handsome young man violated your personal space.

Blood rushed to your head as you struggled to break free from his tight grip. What a shame, that the octopus’s determination wasn`t shaken. He just convinced himself that you weren’t awake yet or maybe you’re just shy.

There were many options, but none of them at the moment worried Azul.

“Let go of me already!”

Your scream sounded in some strange way, as if it had been passed through glass, no, water. Taking advantage of your confusion, the merchant gently lifted your chin, forcing you to look out the window. Now you have no more doubts, you were at the bottom, literally and figuratively.

Seeing that you are too amazed at the picture that has opened to you, the silver-haired young man gladly buried his face in your hair.

***

This was beginning of yours days in confinement. Azul Ashengrotto, the man whose name you hate in a way you never thought you would have, was often absent on “business” and returned frequently. It seemed that he didn`t care about the look of disgust on your face, as he, having locked the door, flew towards you from the doorway.

Each time you sighed, not hiding your irritation at your role “comfort pillow” which the head of Octavinelle carefully hung on you. And you had to play it, regardless of your wishes. 

Freedom of choice… freedom in the full sense of the word… you started feeling that, having got into this world, you had lost something important, something that every living creature possesses from birth.

However you knew exactly who to blame. You both knew.

But unlike you, Azul chose to ignore this fact. Time is the best doctor, the octopus was sure that afterwards you will laugh at this story together. You just need to wait a bit. With which you fundamentally disagreed.

Yes, he locked you up. Yes, he ordered twins keep eyes on you, whose amber eyes haunted you even in your sleep.

However, you knew his main weakness - it was you yourself.

Even though Azul tried to hide, tried to pretend, he never managed to deceive you. The merchant craved your attention, your approval and affection. One word of yours could bring him to the brink of tears. Of course, you never got away with it, but the moral pleasure from seeing his pathetic appearance attracted you much more than the punishment dreaded.

Therefore, when you were especially offended, you didn`t hobble around using your advantage over him. Although at the same time, after that, there was always a bitter taste in your mouth that you despised. It wasn`t the punishment for disobedience that scared you, but the fact that you were becoming like the man you hated.

You were sincerely afraid of dropping to the same level as him. Start manipulating other people’s lives as if they were just stupid puppets in your hands. You were afraid of losing your humanity and becoming like him.

However, it seemed that Ashengrotto was just waiting for this. The demon in flesh waited patiently below to catch the saintess, which was teetering on the brink, which was about to fall down. Which he will drag with him to the bottom from minute to minute. He waited for you to turn into a fallen angel who would keep him company in hell, after all Azul has nickname “Sea Devil”. 

***

In one of the countless nights you lay on a huge bed under a warm blanket in his arms. Dark room illuminated only by moonlight. Quiet heartbeat resonate through silent as you slowly put your hand to his chest.

“Do you hate me?”

It was first time you speak with him after long, long time. As you expected, he immediately throw away your “worries”.

“Angelfish, I won’t be able hate you…”

As strong as you hate me.

He doesn’t end his phrase but both of you understand what was continuation. Hmm… he was a genius, so it’s quite obvious that no matter what, Azul wasn`t drowning in the illusion he was trying so hard to build.

***

Your thoughts were in a mess. When you tried to recall the events of the previous day, your consciousness was sharply cut through by aching pain, from which tears welling up in your eyes.

Perhaps that is why you, still not understanding anything, took the ripe fruit from the hands of a young man who didn`t take his purple eyes off you. Perhaps that is why you, without thinking about the possible consequences, brought the fruit to your mouth and bit off a small piece.

Like a hawk, watching your every move, Vil breathed a sigh of relief and let a soft smile bloom on his lips. Silently kneeling beside you, he reached out and touched your cheek.

You noticed earlier that he is very handsome, but at this moment his beauty overshadowed. How didn`t you notice it immediately? As soon as you meet his eyes, a pleasant warmth spread in your chest. In an instant, your world and your home faded, moving to the second, or even the third, plan. There was a feeling that your home is here, next to him.

"How do you feel? You are probably hungry. Eat another bite"

The velvet voice finally drove away the last doubts, because you, smiling tenderly in response, again brought the apple to your mouth.

What happened next you didn`t remember, this moment was cut out from your memory, leaving only emptiness. You remembered taking a bite of the red fruit, so why are you back in bed now? So why does your head hurt again when you try to piece together the pitiful shards of your memories?

So why does the door open again to reveal a blond man whose name you don't even remember?

You watch with suspicion as he closes the door with a key and turns to you.

Schoenheit, who noticed that you woke up and looked at him with undisguised apprehension, frowns, but the momentary expression of emotion immediately disappears, and a soft smile reappears on his face.

It is a pity that this time, instead of calming you down and endearing you, it only increased your anxiety. You were sure that the reason for the porridge in your head was now standing right in front of you. As expected, the young man held the same delicious-looking apple in his hands.

The blond holds you, noticing attempts to sit down, his hand tightly hugs you around the waist. Before you had time to push him away, there is again a fruit in your palm, which you immediately throw away in fright. The fruit falls to the floor with a dull sound and rolls to the side, while the young man's grip becomes stronger.

Frowning, you try to shake his hand off you, but to your surprise, while the strange personality doesn`t look muscular, the difference in strength still was obvious.

With his weight, the blonde presses you to the bed, not allowing you to break free and run away. You understood that the door was closed, but this didn`t prevent you from jumping out of the window. At this point, how high you were and how painful a fall would be, were the last things to worry about. Now only one thought was spinning in your head: "Get out by all means."

Holding your hands with one, the young man takes a strange bottle out of his inner jacket pocket, drinking the contents. Fear pierced your body again, as soon as you realized what its action will lead. Through the kiss, you felt the strange-tasting liquid slowly flow down your throat. Reflexes kicked in and you swallowed it.

***

You lost count of how many times you experienced the same scene over and over again, as if a film had jammed in a projector. You wake up in bed in a room that has become familiar, you hear a blond man come in, holding an apple in his palm.

At first you tried to fight, but after countless unsuccessful attempts, you gave up. Almost. You still refused to take the fruit. Even though you stopped fighting, making the life of your kidnapper easier was clearly not part of your plans.

This was what annoyed Vil. The love potion worked perfectly, after seconds you smiled affectionately at him, inviting him into your arms. The entire college was convinced of the reciprocity of your feelings for each other, except for three individuals. A small performance lulled the vigilance of many, but not Rook, whose instincts were on a par with animals, Epel and Schonheit himself, who knew the truth.

The pushy first year looked at your pair with suspicion, but he hadn`t evidence to move on. However, Vil was sure that as soon as the potato gathered the necessary information, it would immediately go to the director's table. He would be frightened if he didn`t know the recipe for potions that could create fog in his thoughts.

Let Felmier sometimes get in the way, the head of Pomefiore, like no other, appreciated the hidden potential in personalities, and Epel, despite his bad character, showed great hope.

Fussing with him helped to distract from pressing problems, from "Groundhog Day", in which Vil got bogged down more and more. Days began and ended in exactly the same way. Thoughts about what would happen next, less encouraged the famous model with their presence. There was simply no need for them.

Like a proud peacock, Schoenheit walks through the hallways of his dorm, catching the admiring glances of students. No one even guesses what is hidden behind an impenetrable mask, what a hurricane has long been raging in the soul of a blond.

Stopping in front of the door to his room, Vil sighs, pulling out the key.