#coffeeconjuring

He didn’t expect to find Hanno rummaging through the kitchen so late at night, but the sight brought him a strange combination of emotions — curiosity, annoyance and understanding. Beelzebub, in his own selfish way, didn’t like the idea of someone else coming in and taking what he might want to snack on. Yet, on the other hand, he understood entirely what it was like to be hit with a full-on craving at the worst possible time.

@coffeeconjuring​  : 09., nonverbal prompts!

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 .  

o9﹕ sender  falls  asleep  leaning  against  receiver .

@coffeeconjuring​: ❰❰ ARM ❱❱  // Hanno sending Yuu’s bullies a message! >:o

An Extremely Self-Indulgent Meme

❰❰ ARM ❱❱   sender puts their arm around receiver

He steps in the hall were a little quicker trying to dodge the small group that had been trailing him since he left history. He hugged a snoozing Grimm a little closer to his chest. His eyes flicked about looking for a familiar face that would scare off the other students.   He halted before Hanno, his breathing frantic. Mouth moving a bit turning to look behind himself. The group looked at the beast man then back at Yuu. The debate was clear on their face. The leader even started to inch forward causing Yuu to start to tremble. He couldn’t afford to ruin this jacket too. Yuu was positive he was skating on thin ice with the amount of times his teachers warned him about a messy uniform. 

     Ace was sitting around at the Ramshackle dorm as he usually would. He enjoyed the company of his friends, despite never admitting to it out loud; his actions spoke louder than he’d ever dare to. Besides wanting to visit those he cares about once in a while, this was one of his top hideout spots. He didn’t consider Heartslabyul to be a terrible dorm by any means. Despite its many ups and downs, he liked it there. Although he found the rules to be ridiculous, and his housewarden to be over the top — he wouldn’t have gone anywhere else if he was given the choice. This is where he believed he was meant to be; where he knew he belonged. Even if said place would often get him into trouble he created himself, or someone else got him in the middle of it. However, this time it was none of his doing.

Rainstorms (Accepting) || @coffeeconjuring

Neff absolutely loved rainstorms. There was something just so refreshing and cleansing about it that put her anxious mind at ease. Grey skies, the pitter patter of raindrops, the way the air got a bit cool - weather that most found gloomy she found to be a source of comfort. 

It probably didn’t help she was back to another period of having trouble sleeping. She was exhausted both physically and mentally, the rain sounding like the most gentle of lullabies to her. Lavender eyes close for what she thought was only a moment, focusing on the sound, the air, the coolness - imagining it washing away her worries and problems....

But even she isn’t immune to being startled. The sudden loud boom of thunder with no lightening to warn causes her eyes to shoot open and a sharp inhale of air through her nostrils.

She didn’t expect to be seen, much less comforted, but even with flustered cheeks of mild embarrassment does she offer a smile of gratitude.

     Normally, she would be cradling Cream in her arms like a baby, but because her focus is elsewhere, she holds him securely against her by his middle with his legs dangling, almost like a child would a precious stuffed animal. She and the cat are now both looking up at him inquisitively, and the longer he takes to answer, the deeper the worried crease between her brows grows.

When Hanno does come out with it, Alice shifts Cream so he can rest on her chest with his front paws over her shoulder, freeing her other hand to press gently against his forehead. He does feel warm, and now that she’s touching him, she can sense the imbalance more acutely.

Though, there was one thing that bothered him about Jack... The Freshman was taller than him and yet in younger grade so he was younger in AGE as well. It was just backwards in Hanno's mind and a little aggravating.

Why'd he have to look so damn COOL?

It was almost unfair, but for now, Hanno pushed the thought away. It wasn't important--nor was it like he had this conversation in his head every time he saw the guy because he didn't. At all!

"Hey, Howl," Hanno called out, arms beginning to rise above is head as he stretched out. "We got track practice today or what?" If there was anyone who'd know, it was this guy. Now, he hadn't been paying attention the last time when he should have because he excelled in the competitions, but there had been equally important life-at-home things on his mind that day. 

EARS TWITCHED AT THE SOUND,     despite being  aware  of his presence long before any sound was made.   at the best of times,   his natural instincts were  of  good use  —   but other times,   it would be irritating to be  so  acutely in tune with the world around him.   he might have been able to settle for someone’s  appearance  taking him off - guard once or twice,   if it meant that he didn’t need to know they were approaching from a few feet.   being  taller  than those that were older than him was no surprise to jack,   it had always been the usual situation for him.  ever since he was a pup,   he was always  much  taller than his siblings;   it was a  sign  of being of  good use  for his family when he got older  —  but other than that,   he didn’t think much of it.   the better shape that he was in,   the more help he could be when he returned home on his breaks.   life on campus was  undoubtedly  much easier than the one they had back on pyroxene.  

only when he hears his  name  called out will he give his attention.   not often was he the one who would start a conversation,   but ignoring an upperclassman was  too rude  for him to bear.   giving a sideways glance,   he’d recognized this senior from scent alone  —  his eyes accidentally coming in contact with  upright ears  before  lowering his gaze to meet his eyes.   thinking about it for a moment,   he could have  sworn  that they were both at last practice  —  knowing that they always were told of when the  next  would be afterwards.    jack didn’t exactly  think  of the other as the type to  slack off  or  pay poor attention.   if anything,   he was one of the upperclassman who disappointed the least in that aspect.