As a manhwa fan, I have to say this, but imagine a Yuusona who has the same reaction to suffering an isekai and the same determination as Eris Miserian to return home, where no matter what this new world brings, that will be her main objective and nothing and no one will stop her from achieving it.
She initially possessed the kindness and empathy of a normal teenager, but after a certain time in Twisted Wonderland, she began to realize that this alone would not be enough to survive and adopted a behavior somewhat similar to Penelope Eckart's, in that she begins to use people to gain their sympathy and ensure her safety in this incredibly dangerous new world (but she may still feel some guilt for it, since, unlike Penelope, she always saw these people as real).
After going through so many situations where she was almost killed, acquiring several new traumas, and still having to live daily with the same people who recently tried to kill her and others who can be incredibly selfish and aggressive towards her for no apparent reason (I'm not talking directly about the main characters who appear in the game, although most of them were quite cruel to Yuu during the main story, is more about the other students at the school, since i'm sure Yuu has been bullied since they arrived) She develops the ability to mask her true feelings and mental state from others, just like Rudbeckia de Borgia (my girl deserves the world, to hell with Caesar and Freya).
PS: Bonus points if she possesses any skill that helps her, like ballet or gymnastics.
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There are only 2 rules when it comes to writing fanfics:
Write whatever you want.
Have fun doing it.
That’s literally it. There is no “show and don’t tell”. There is no “make it realistic”. There is no “fit in with the trends”. And of course, there is no “write as fast as possible to keep up engagement and please others”.
No.
Most fanfiction writers are not professional writers. This isn’t a job, we’re literally writing for shits and giggles. We don’t have a team of editors behind us to make our story perfect. Fanfiction isn’t about creating the most perfect plot with the most perfect prose and the most perfect pacing.
Fanfiction writing is for you first. To make your heart happy. Other people just get the benefit to also enjoy it if they wish.
That’s it.
Write whatever makes you happy, with whatever writing style you want, whenever you want.
Taiga had nothing to hide from. He was in an impassive daze when you shoved him into a locker to hide. His distant gaze cleared and settled on you curiously, one eyebrow raised. He settled against the wall when you pressed yourself against him, unable to find space anywhere else. A contented, yet mocking smile stretched across his lips when darkness settled over the two of you.
“So desperate to get me alone, huh kitten?” His voice was low, out of the desire to get under your skin more than to hide from an anomaly he might not have even noticed.
“Shut up! There’s an anomaly on the loose and your gun was confiscated.”
Taiga grabbed your chin, clicking his tongue to scold you. “Excuses, excuses. I know what you really want.” His kiss was hard and forceful, hungry and insistent. His tongue slid against yours when you opened your mouth in surprise. You were caught between him and an anomaly, certain he was the more dangerous of the two, but vastly preferable. His wandering hands and mouth thrilled you, but you were afraid of what violations Ritsu would rattle off if he caught you with Taiga in this state.
You didn’t want the kiss to end, but the fear of getting caught or overheard won the battle. Pushing against Taiga’s chest only spurred him on. His hold on you tightened and his sharp teeth grazed against your lip, sinking into the plump flesh hard enough to break skin. He lapped at the coppery taste before pulling back, nowhere near satisfied.
Romeo Lucci
Romeo was furious. The plan had gone awry from the start, all thanks to Taiga and his inability to follow simple instructions that didn’t match his whim. Now Romeo was stuck in a closet, wearing far too many layers. Sweat beaded on his neck, and he tried his best not to wrinkle his pricy clothes. Easier said than done, since he was sharing the space with you, of all people.
You, with your pretty eyes and sweet smell. It made him angrier, he was sure your incompetence was partly to blame for this undignified position he found himself in with you.
“Stop moving around! You’re getting my jacket wrinkled.”
You didn’t even know he was capable of whispering until now, although it was a whispered yell. Technicality.
“Don’t wear your overpriced junk on missions, then,” you shot back. You could feel his livid stare better than you could see it.
“Quality suits are not overpriced! You Philistines don’t know anything about-“
You had found several ways to shut him up by now. Slamming the door in his face, muting his messages, saying something so completely unhinged he didn’t know where to begin. Your proximity left you with an untested method you gladly seized. Your lips were on his, halting his words in their tracks. When he didn’t push you away, you pulled him in by his tie, noticing he angled his head to deepen the kiss. When you parted, he stood there in silent wonder, sluggishly realizing that you successfully shut him up again.
“Damn you, BB.”
Ritsu Shinjo
Safety measures, scenarios and statistics ran through Ritsu’s mind while he focused on anything but your proximity. He escorted you to the locker like a gentleman, clearly stating that you were both entering the enclosed space voluntarily to avoid injury, and he was not liable for any such injuries sustained once you were inside.
Yet, he kept getting distracted any time you shifted. Brushing against his legs and chest. He did his best not to touch you, but that was impossible under the circumstances. He was ready to shift in case the locker opened, to use his stigma to protect you. He moved closer to whisper for you to shift to the back so he could protect you, but you turned your head at the same time and your lips brushed against each other’s. He jolted back as if you shocked him. He glanced at your lips, feeling heat rise to his cheeks.
“Apologies,” he whispered. He gently shifted you so his back faced the door, but the mood had already shifted between you. He kept his hands on your shoulder and waist, where they had rested to guide you. You shared a lingering look with him, each gauging your embarrassment and the possibility that you liked it. You moved first, pulling his tie and angling your lips toward his.
“For good luck,” you whispered. He accepted your flimsy excuse, not being the kind of man who relied on luck. It was your motivation that convinced him. He allowed himself to be pulled in, thankful he hadn’t activated his stigma yet and could still feel your soft lips on his, and the way your body molded into him. He certainly considered you more than a business partner for a while, and this was incentive to initiate more once the situation allowed for it.
heyyy 💞 I love your writing! thank you for helping keep the tumblr side of the tkdb fandom well-fed <3 your work is much appreciated
could I request a dionysia fic where a pda-disliking mc gets very affectionate cuddling them after a long day? Playing with their hair and pecking them and telling them how much she loves them.
thank you once again 💞
I’m so glad you like my writing!! Of course! I did something like this with Alan and Suba so I’m making this a little part 2. I hope you like it!
Just This Once Pt2
Featured house: Dionysia
🎪 ————————————————— 🎪
Jo Kongoza:
Everyone at Darkwick knew you disliked PDA.
Not in a cold way, exactly. You just weren’t naturally touchy in public. While other couples clung to each other between classes or exchanged dramatic affection in crowded hallways, you usually kept your hands to yourself, offering Jo small smiles instead of kisses and quiet shoulder bumps instead of clinging to his arm.
Jo never minded.
If anything, he found it sweet.
Because every private gesture meant more that way.
Still, it meant the entire Dionysia dorm nearly had heart attacks the first time they saw you curl yourself directly into Jo’s lap after a long day.
Jo had just returned from dealing with yet another disaster involving Shion, broken stage equipment, and what sounded suspiciously like an unauthorized fire-breathing contest. He looked exhausted beneath his usual easygoing smile, shoulders heavy as he sank onto the couch in the common room.
You took one look at him and immediately walked over.
No hesitation.
No embarrassment.
You simply climbed onto the couch beside him, tucked yourself against his chest, and wrapped your arms around his waist like you belonged there.
The entire room went silent.
Jo blinked slowly. “…Honey?”
“You’re tired,” you mumbled into his shoulder.
“…I am.”
Your fingers slipped gently into his hair, slowly scratching against his scalp while pressing soft little kisses along his jaw absentmindedly.
Jo completely stopped functioning.
Because this—this was rare.
You were affectionate in private, yes, but even then your tenderness usually came in quieter forms. Sitting close together. Holding hands under blankets. Leaning against him while studying.
This?
This was openly needy affection, soft and clinging and full of unspoken concern.
“You worked hard today,” you murmured softly against his skin. “I missed you.”
Jo’s expression melted instantly.
Behind you, Mio silently grabbed Shion by the collar before he could start making things weird.
Meanwhile Jo just held you carefully, like you were something precious placed directly into his hands.
“…You’re gonna kill me one day,” he said weakly.
You looked up immediately, worried. “What? Why?”
“You can’t just cuddle me like this outta nowhere.”
“But you looked sad.”
That answer hit him so hard emotionally it was genuinely unfair.
Jo laughed quietly under his breath before pulling you closer, burying his face into your hair while the corners of his ears turned pink.
“You’re too sweet,” he murmured.
You smiled immediately against his shoulder. “I love you.”
Mio Susuhara:
Mio was used to affection in theory.
In practice, though, you were surprisingly shy about it.
You sat close beside him while he worked, brought him tea during late-night repairs, and listened patiently whenever he rambled about clockwork mechanisms for twenty uninterrupted minutes—but public affection? Rare. Very rare.
Which was why Mio nearly dropped an entire tray of mechanical parts when you suddenly wrapped your arms around him from behind in the workshop one evening.
He stiffened immediately, setting the tray down.
“…MC?”
“You’ve been working since noon,” you mumbled.
Your cheek pressed against the center of his back while your arms tightened around his waist gently, and Mio could physically feel the exhaustion draining from his body just from the warmth of you.
The workshop was quiet except for the ticking of unfinished clockwork creations scattered across the tables.
“…You usually don’t do this,” Mio said carefully.
“I know.”
“Then why now?”
You were quiet for a moment before speaking softly.
“Because you forget to take care of yourself when you’re focused.”
Mio froze.
Then slowly looked down at your hands curled against his stomach.
“And I think you deserve someone who takes care of you too.”
His entire face warmed slowly while he stood there motionless, screwdriver still hanging uselessly from one hand.
“You’re unfair sometimes,” he murmured finally.
You blinked up at him innocently when he turned around. “Why?”
“Because now I can’t focus anymore.”
“Good.”
Before he could respond, you turned him around and pressed a tiny kiss against the corner of his mouth.
Mio’s brain immediately blue-screened.
Somewhere nearby, one of his clockworks whirred loudly before exploding from neglected maintenance.
Neither of you noticed.
Shion Genkai:
Shion loved provoking reactions.
Fear, embarrassment, irritation—it didn’t matter. If he could make someone squirm, he considered it a successful interaction.
You, unfortunately for him, had adapted to his nonsense weeks ago.
Which meant Shion spent most of his time draped dramatically over furniture complaining that you were “no fun anymore.”
So naturally, he assumed you disliked physical affection too.
Until the night he came back injured.
It wasn’t serious. Just burns across his hands from another reckless stunt that absolutely should not have involved fireworks indoors. But Shion looked strangely subdued afterward, sprawled across your bed with his usual manic energy dulled around the edges.
You sat beside him quietly.
Shion eyed you suspiciously. “Why are you staring?”
“You’re hurt.”
“I’ve had worse.”
“I know.”
Carefully, gently, you reached for his bandaged hand.
Shion went still immediately.
Normally he would’ve made some weird joke by now. Teased you. Bitten your fingers probably.
Instead he just watched silently while you rubbed slow circles against his knuckles.
“…You hate PDA,” he said eventually.
“I hate people watching.”
“Oh.”
Your thumb brushed carefully over the edge of his bandages.
“But nobody’s here right now.”
The look Shion gave you afterward was strange.
Soft.
Almost startled.
Then suddenly he dropped sideways into your lap with absolutely zero warning, wrapping both arms around your waist dramatically.
“I’m dying,” he announced.
“You burned your hand.”
“I’m suffering.”
“You lit a firecracker indoors.”
“It was art.”
You snorted softly while combing your fingers through his hair, untangling the messy strands carefully.
Shion immediately melted. Actually melted.
His eyes fluttered shut while you scratched lightly against his scalp, and a pleased little sound escaped him before he could stop it.
You froze.
Shion froze.
Slowly, his eyes opened and he turned to look up at you.
“…Don’t,” he said immediately.
Your mouth twitched. “Don’t what?”
“Mention that noise.”
“It was cute.”
“I’ll throw myself into traffic.”
You laughed quietly before leaning down to press tiny kisses across his forehead one after another.
Shion stared up at you in complete silence.
Then, very slowly, his entire face turned red.
“…Oh,” you said softly, delighted. “You’re shy.”
“I hate you.”
“No you don’t.”
“…No,” Shion admitted weakly, turning away from you and curling tighter around your waist while hiding his burning face against your stomach. “I really, really don’t.”
Elias Pratt:
Dating Elias meant enduring constant flirting.
Not aggressive flirting, exactly. More like a permanent state of amused charm that followed him everywhere. An arm slung around your shoulders. A teasing comment whispered in your ear. That smug little grin whenever he managed to make you flustered in public.
Which was why Elias almost fell over the first time you initiated affection yourself.
The two of you had been walking back from dinner when he noticed you were unusually quiet.
“Tired, sweetheart?” he asked lightly.
You nodded once.
Then, without warning, you grabbed his hand and tugged him into the nearest empty lounge.
Elias blinked. “Mysterious.”
“Sit down.”
“…Yes ma’am.”
Still amused, Elias dropped onto the couch.
You immediately climbed into his lap.
His entire sentence died halfway out of his mouth.
Because you never did this first.
Ever.
Before he could recover, you buried your face into the crook of his neck and wrapped your arms around him tightly.
“I missed you today,” you mumbled.
Elias stared at the ceiling like he was being tested by a higher power.
“…Baby,” he said carefully, voice noticeably weaker than usual, “you can’t just attack me like this.”
“You flirt with me constantly.”
“That’s different. I’m emotionally prepared for my own behavior.”
You laughed softly against his shoulder, and Elias swore internally because that sound combined with your arms around him might actually kill him.
“You looked tired too,” you murmured.
That wiped the teasing expression off his face immediately.
Your fingers slid through his hair slowly, carefully combing through the strands while pressing lazy kisses against his jaw between sentences.
“You work really hard,” you whispered. “And I love you a lot.”
Elias went completely still.
There it was.
The dangerous thing about you.
You weren’t loudly affectionate often—but when you were, it was devastatingly sincere.
Every word came out soft and wholehearted enough to crack straight through his defenses.
“…C’mere,” Elias muttered suddenly, pulling you impossibly closer until you practically melted against his chest.
“I already am.”
“Closer.”
You laughed again.
And Elias, holding you quietly in the dim lounge with your fingers still playing gently through his hair, realized he would probably spend the rest of his life hopelessly addicted to these rare moments of softness you trusted only him to see.
Dating Jo means he'd let you do his makeup whenever you like, skincare too. You’d even be making costumes for Dionysia’s next show.
He’d absolutely love it that you’re a performance makeup artist who likes to test out new layouts and new looks for each seasonal show of Dionysia. He’d fall in love with you again and again every time you say, “This palette suits you,” or “That accessory would match your performance costume.”
And since he knows how to cut MC’s hair, he definitely knows how to maintain it properly. He loves collecting and maintaining wigs for other students to use in their performances.
Yes, he is a theater kid in some way.
If you're thinking about what symbol you should paint on his face today, he'd definitely say a heart or two hearts, cutie.
And he absolutely loves it when you stand in front of him to do his makeup while he's sitting down. He likes when you lean down a bit closer to his face to get better access to work on your task. And he absolutely loves it when you do the moisturizer step for his skin too. He loves to feel your fingertips on his face and likes being close to you.
He loves you a lot, a lot.
Every time you do his makeup, he has those lovesick, drunk puppy eyes following every small movement you make. It kind of distracts you a bit, and you have to tell him to close his eyes so you can focus.
You need to be professional!!!!
He would absolutely ask you to help him remove his makeup after a long, tough show. He'd claim he is too tired and lazy to do it, but in reality, he just enjoys you taking care of him and paying attention to him.
He knows he's good-looking, and he knows you enjoy admiring his features, so he uses that card right.
And when you're gently wiping away the paint and product off his face, his performance look always very detailed and layered, you have to lean down a bit closer to wipe away the product completely and clean it properly.
"You can come a bit closer."
Jo speaks up as he sees you struggling to clean his face properly. Your gaze meets his twinkling teal eyes, glistening under the light.
"I could if your legs weren't so stupidly long."
He laughs at your comment, a strand of hair falling over his forehead as his shoulders shake slightly.
"Sorry about that." He then tries to pull his legs back a bit to create more space for you to stand, but just ends up bunching all his long legs in the same spot.
You raise your eyebrows as if you want to ask him, are you serious?
He lets out a troubled smile as he stretches his legs a bit, then finally settles into a manspreading position to create space between them.
It's such a funny sight to see because Jo rarely sits like that. To be honest, you've never seen him sit in that position before. You can't help but let out a small laugh before moving closer and continuing to help him clean his face.
You try to focus, but slowly you can sense the burning gaze on your face again. He's staring at you again. You shift awkwardly as you speak up.
"Can you stop staring at me?" you ask while trying to ignore his gaze.
"What else am I supposed to look at?" He leans up a bit to meet your gaze once again. "You're the only one in front of my eyes right now."
That makes your face heat up a bit. God, he's so shameless sometimes.
But it’s something you love about him. He speaks straight from his heart. He isn't afraid to express his love and passion for anything or anyone he cares for.
And half of the time, you don't even know how to answer or deal with his blunt flirting. So you just ignore him while lightly shoving his shoulder to prevent him from leaning any closer and you return your focus to your work.
And that might not satisfy him at all, because your attention seems to be on him but at the same time not. When you turn to change the cotton pad for a new, clean one and dampen it with the remover liquid, you turn back to him once again.
The dampness touches his skin as he suddenly turns his face slightly to kiss into your palm. You almost jump at the soft touch as you look at him.
"I'm trying to work here," you remind him, but he just looks at you with a smirk as if he doesn't care what trouble he might cause you.
Because Jo, in most students' eyes, is always some reliable captain, understanding, friendly, and soft spoken. He's like the big brother to them alongside Elias. But when he's around you, he always shows that mischievous side of him with the boyish smile you'd rarely see in public.
As he finally sits still, you lift your hand once again and remove the last remaining product.
"I will let the remover-" you speak to him and are about to pull away.
His large hands slide up to your hips and waist so smoothly. You look at him in disapproval but don't really push him away.
"Jo-"
"Can you stay a bit longer?" he asks as he looks up at you, his brows frowning slightly as he gives you the biggest glistening eyes, making you almost have to look away or else you might give in to him.
"Shouldn't you rest early? You have a meeting tomorrow morning," you remind him as his arms tighten around your waist. "You haven't even changed-"
He pulls you slightly closer to him as your hands rest on his broad shoulders. He keeps cutting through your talking and you can't help but huff out.
Is it your fault for having such a clingy boyfriend?
To be honest, you don't hate this side of him, especially when only you get to see it. On stage, he always shines so brightly and stands so tall. But behind the scenes, he's such a clingy, needy giant kitty.
Always teasing you, messing with you, whispering shameless flirting to you until you can't help but fall right into his honey trap.
You sigh as your eyes meet his handsome face. His tall nose bridge is kissed by the light so softly, and his sunken teal sharp eyes look even more shimmering when you view him this closely.
And those stares always so full of something you can't quite tell. Some yearning, some expectation, some anticipation as he nuzzles his head against you softly. You can't help but pat his hair gently as your fingers thread through the soft texture smoothly.
"I think you've become more clingy, Jo," you make a small comment.
And suddenly one of his arms slides up to your back, his large hand spreading open as he suddenly gives you a small push and pulls you right onto his lap.
"Oh, you have no idea how clingy I can be," he admits without batting an eye as he shifts a bit on his seat to hold you in a more comfortable position.
"I think I can," you answer as if you've just accepted a challenge.
He lets out a chuckle as he lays his head on your shoulder slightly, tilting it softly as his gaze meets yours. His hair tickles your skin slightly as you look at him, letting him wrap around you like some vine. The smell of his hair wax is floral like as it floods your lungs.
"No, you don't," he answers, almost a murmur between his smile.
And when his warm breath brushes against your skin, you reach your hand up. He sighs out a soft, satisfied sound. It makes you wonder, if he's indeed a giant kitty, would he be purring right now under your touch?
"Am I doing good work today?" he suddenly asks as you shift your gaze back to him.
"Yes, you did great today, Jo. Like you always do."
And he laughs, giggling on your shoulder as if your praise really tickled his heart the right way.
"I like it when you praise me," he admits honestly. "Do I deserve more?"
He asks as he lifts his head up from your shoulder.
You laugh at his antics as you hold his face gently before tilting your head closer and pressing your lips on his. You give him a peck on his lips, on his cheek, both sides, his forehead, the bridge of his nose, his eyebrows, between his eyebrows, on his forehead again, the corner of his lips, literally everywhere you can scatter your kisses, you would definitely travel your lips there.
And you earn such an echoing laugh from him as you finally pull away.
"Satisfied?"
He still laughs as his chest rumbles against you. He nods, then shakes his head again.
"Never," he answers before leaning in to kiss you.
His lips press softly over yours as you wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back. It feels sweet and tender. He always kisses you like that, as if you're made of paper, so easy to tear apart if he moves too quickly. As if you're a petal, a drop of morning dew in his eyes, and he has to be gentle and careful with you.
You lean in to kiss him again, wanting to take the lead. And as kindhearted as Jo is, he allows you to. He lets your kiss crash over his, letting your tongue guide his as he leans back slightly, his hands on either side of your hips, afraid you might fall off.
When you finally pull away, your hand caresses his face gently, brushing away the stray strand scattered over his forehead as he laughs again.
Jo laughs a lot, and you love that. But you love it most when he laughs with you. He looks so relaxed and happy and beautiful like that, which makes you can't help but lean in and kiss him even more.
If you had lipstick on, it must have smudged all over his face by now.
He suddenly leans back slightly from your kiss, and you frown in disapproval.
"Sorry, but it's my turn, Cutie," he breathes out those words like a whisper as he caresses the side of your face before kissing you.
You almost fall off, but his strong grip holds you steady as he tilts his face to the right angle to get better access to your lips, kissing you as if he savors every single taste he can. Invading your breath so much that you feel it's hard to breathe. Even then, you tighten your arms around his neck as he lets out a soft chuckle between kisses.
You're no different from him. All desperate and yearning for each other, aren't you? You two are both hopelessly in love. You can't help it, how he finds you too adorable to resist, and how you find him too attractive not to be pulled in by him.
As his kiss seems to grow even deeper and more heated, the embarrassed sounds you two make might send anybody's face flushing if they could hear it.
Someone knocks on the door. The sound is steady as it echoes in the room, making you both stop what you're doing.
"Jo?"
You hear Mio's voice as he seems hesitant to speak behind the closed door.
"Elias said he needs to talk with you... I hope I didn't come at a bad time."
Jo pulls his attention back to you and lets out a hopeless smile.
"Sorry, cutie. Can you return first?" he asks as he presses a soft kiss over your hair, right at the side of your head. You give him a nod.
"I'm coming," he answers shortly.
He helps you get off him.
"I'll make it quick and be right back to you," he promises and pats your head softly. "You can go to bed first."
And you give him one last kiss on the cheek before he leaves the room, as if you two lovebirds can't be separated for even one second.
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TKDB ghouls and a sleepy reader! One who constantly tired and is sometimes found sleeping even in the most ridiculous of places: sleeping while standing up in the middle of the hallway, or maybe conking out mid conversation and falling onto their shoulder.
tokyo debunker : the ghouls with a sleepy reader !
to anon : hellooooo !!! as someone who is very sleepy irl, i actually have so many ideas for this concept !! so thank you for the request ! ☺️💗 hope you enjoy my writing !!! <33
⚠️ : slight ooc !
frostheim
jin kamurai
he was talking to you about some report thing when he noticed that you fell asleep mid conversation with him.
he sighs, looking over at you STANDING WHILE SLEEPING (he thought he worked you to the bone) he speaks slightly louder, jolting you awake and continued the conversation.
now you are wondering why he hasn't called you over for the past few days as you watch tohma run around in your stead.
tohma ishibashi
“oh whats this ? is our king tiring you out ?” his voice came out from behind, making you jolt awake.
he noticed your sleepy nature, and starts to lecture on how unprofessional you are being. but he actually cares so he would give you lighter workload !
finds it very amusing that you could fall asleep at any moments but a little worried because anything, LITERALLY ANYTHING, can attack you !
kaito fuji
thinks this as a sleeping beauty kind of moment.
when you wake up to him trying to have this “sleeping beauty moment”, he jumps meters away from you.
he tries his best to protect you from anomalies when you go on missions together ! would offer to carry you if you are sleepy but he is too busy screaming his lungs out 😐
lucas errant
he will think you are sick 24/7 and would drag you to mortkranken
when he learns that its just your little quirks, he finds ways around them. if you feel like falling asleep, he is READY FOR YOU
doesn't want you to go on missions without him 😭 when you do anyways, he is ANXIOUSLY waiting for your arrival.
vagastrom
alan mido
noticed how always sleepy you were from the first mission and thought he was wearing you out 🥹 (MY SWEET BOY)
you had to reassure him that you are just a naturally sleepy person, before leaning forward and falling asleep on his forearm when you guys were heading back to darkwick through the galaxy express. now, he is obligated to stand like a tree for the next 10 minutes.
unsure how to wake you up, so he lays his hand on your head. (ME TOO PLEASE ALAN) the next day, he orders you stay in vagastrom with sho, leaving you confused on why. (if you squint hard enough, you will see his red ears)
leo kurosagi
notices your little habit when you fell asleep on his shoulder when he was using your stigma. HE WAS SO SHOCKED THAT HE JUMPED UP OUT OF THE SOFA AND STARTED CURSING
when you unintentionally do it again, he doesn't move you (simp) and lets you sleep there. only moves you when sho or alan comes to find him. but he doesn't get up immediately, he gently lays you down on the sofa and made sure no one wakes you up 🤭 (he does care i fear)
finds it troublesome to bring you on missions but protects you nonetheless (in his own way)
sho haizono
thought he put sleeping drugs on his food when he sees you so sleepy after eating at his food truck. (cue him rapidly checking his food stock and ingredients)
subaru reassured him that you are just sleepy in nature and able to sleep anywhere and anytime. he let out a LAUGH. (he is happy that he didn't commit a crime that you see at clubs)
NEVER LETS YOU RIDE BONNIE. he doesn't want to have to hire ritsu to defend him in court when you fly off his bike on the road.
jabberwock
haru sagara
another one who thought he was wearing you out to be very honest. but did that stop him from asking you to help out in jabberwock ? no. he just gives you the easier tasks.
when he catches you falling asleep after doing a task, he will lightly pat your head and let peekaboo snuggle with you, while draping a blanket over you two. and the cycle repeats.
and maybe, he will join in from time to time, but disappears before you wake up, making you questioning why a spot next to you in the blanket was so warm.
towa otonashi
OH HE LOVES LOVES LOVES this part of you ! the moment he catches you falling asleep, he scoops you in his arms and steals you to jabberwock.
any other person tries to take you away from him gets lightning chasing after him, including the ghouls. your place to rest now is in towa's arms and nowhere else.
has developed another sense on when you are falling asleep because he would randomly appear at times and ready to steal you to jabberwock 😭
ren shiranami
this fact was brought upon to him when you fell asleep on his shoulder during movie nights and he snapped a little, questioning why you were falling asleep during movie nights.
when you shared with him your little quirk, he feels bad but doesn't say much after that. the next time you come over for movie nights, he would play the movie and doesn't say much when you lay on his shoulder. (you can literally feel his body tensing up)
the moment he sees you fast asleep, he lets the movie run as he occasionally glances over his shoulder at you sleeping. (he actually enjoys this more than the movie LOL)
sinostra
taiga hoshibami
found out this quirk of yours when he asked you to sit on his lap at sinostra's casino. doesn't care though, just leave you on his lap as he continued playing. after the round, he simply got up with you in his arms and headed to his room.
when you wake up in his room, he was already holding you down and threatening you to not move.
he could get used to this, as he slides you back on his bed and continued napping, leaving you completely confused.
romeo scorpio lucci
its as if you broke one of his skin care products. he was screaming and yelling, making you jolt awake. (you fell asleep on his shoulder)
“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING, BB ?!” you just sighed, apologising before exiting romeo's office. (no, he didnt want to chase you away, he wanted you to stay.)
the next time this happens (yes there was a next time), instead of yelling, he gently laid you down on his sofa, shifting himself to give you room to sleep. wakes you up after 20 minutes. (how generous of you, romeo)
ritsu shinjo
he noticed this fact and pieced everything together himself. yes, he finds it a little unprofessional for you to fall asleep mid conversation, but its just how you are. he can't be japan's greatest paralegal if he can't 100% accomedate to his clients needs.
when you fell asleep however, he stops and stare. he sighs as he continues writing the report. (you wake up with him next to you, and his blazer on your body.) “im sitting here for your safety.” he explains. (OKAY RITSU, OKAY 🤭)
finds it concerning that darkwick is still allowing you to go on missions. after a few failed attempts to convince darkwick, he just protects you whenever you go on a mission with him 😭🥺
hotarubi
subaru kagami
he swore you were awake like minutes ago and was flustered at you asleep on the floor of the main room. (he found out from haku about your sleeping quirks)
very cautious around you. he is afraid that if you fall asleep on him, his stigma will activate on you. you reassured him that you are comfortable with him, making him feel a little better (still cautious a lil bit)
so protective of you during missions. he is constantly on his toes around you. first one running towards you when you need help.
haku kusanagi
we all know he was waiting for this moment. this very moment. the moment you fell asleep on his shoulder, you can hear the nat geo wild narrator in a distance “the adolescent male has achieved the sacred shoulder pillow bond. now, he remains perfectly still. he must perserve the moment at all costs—even if his arm perishes in the process.”
HE DID NOT, I REPEAT, HE DID NOT LET HIS MOMENT TO WASTE. he immediately snaps a picture, laying his head on yours before sliding his phone in his pocket.
when you reached your destination, he wakes up first and gently wakes you up. “slept well, princess ?” he teases. HE HOPES, to experience this again. (oh, he will. trust.)
zenji kotodama
actually thought you found him boring and got so sad after that. (NO MY BABY NOOOOOOOO)
when he did found out about your sleepy behaviour, he immediately had a 360% mood switch and started being normal again. (thank you subaru for reassuring him)
like the other ghouls, he worries about your safety so he discreetly made sure that the doll artifact follows behind you guys.
obscuary
edward hart
ANOTHER WHO ENJOYS THIS QUIRK ABOUT YOU !!!!!!!! well.. he enjoys it abit too much actually....
enjoys your body heat, literally making rui stressed out and ask lyca to pry you out of his arms. “have some sympathy, im just an old man.” he sighs, making rui roll his eyes.
watching you sleep at the bar counter when you are doing your homework. he would just slide himself next to you and lay your body against him. (and he kidnaps you to his room)
rui mizuki
he is stressed. stressed at two things. one, at how cute you are fast asleep on the bar counter. and two, stressed that HE CANT SQUISH YOUR CHEEKS. (snaps a photo though)
another ghoul you have to reassure that he isnt wearing you out and you are naturally like this. this lead him to not ask you to help out as much anymore (no, he still does because you are the only one who can talk through lyca 🧍🏻♀️)
makes you cocktail concoctions to help you keep awake ! especially on missions, he will whip out a flask and pass it over to you when he caught sight of you being sleepy 🤭
lyca colt
doesn't mind it. but was very alarmed when you fell asleep on his shoulder when you were showing him how to do his homework.
shakes you awake literally. when you explain your sleepy nature, he ofcourse asked if all girls was like this, or is just you. (the explanation takes awhile okay, he is learning)
the next time this has happened, he just lets you be. would even pull his blanket, HIS BLANKIE MIND YOU, on you to keep you warm. (the blanket only covers half your body but he was happy that he was ‘keeping you warm’)
mortkranken
yuri isami
wants to cure your constantly falling asleep and random places. would call you over to mortkranken for random checkups and actually takes note of your odd behaviour.
what made him research so hard ? it was because you fell asleep on his shoulder once and he started yelling like a chimpazee when you offer it prohibited food in the zoo.
he avoided you for days. he thinks you are in love with him. well, until jiro pointed out that it was just one of your quirks. (no he is not upset! he so is LOL)
jiro kirisaki
doesn't really care to be very honest because he is very aware of your condition, especially in missions.
would offer you medical infused ways to keep yourself awake, especially during missions and class.
he probably think its a side effect of the curse you have. but when he found out you have been always like that, he starts asking about your family history 😭
You had fun with filming Waves of Love despite everything that happened. You only wished you'd been able to actually tell the ghoul you chose that, well that he was your choice.
The show had let you keep your bottle and letter you'd been supposed to give during the finale as a fun keepsake. Though, it would be kind of a shame to let the whole experience go to waste..
Featuring: Jin | Rui | Haru | Edward | Ren | Jiro
A/N: I'm sure most people have done versions of this already because I'm like 2 months late to finally reading this episode but i read it for the first time and I'm obsessed and really wanted to write these
Jin Kamurai - You clutched the little glass bottle close to yourself as you made your way through Frostheim to Jin's room.
You'd wanted to give it to him back on the island, but you never had the chance. Now though, you decided to just be brave and give it to him.
You'd texted him you were going to come by, but when you knocked on his door, you no response. You kept trying to reach him, but he was stubbornly keeping himself locked up.
"Trying to reach our King?" Tohma asked from next to you suddenly. You jumped, startled by his presence.
"Yeah, but he's not answering." You frowned.
"I'm afraid he's been locking himself away again." Tohma sighed before noticing the item clutched in your hands. "A gift?" He asked.
"Sort of..I came to give it to him.." You sighed. "Guess I'll just give it to him later..."
You turned to leave, only to pause as you heard the door crack open behind you. You turned back around to see Jin glaring out of the door. His expression softened a bit when he met your gaze.
"Can I come in?" You asked gently. He silently turned and left, but the door remained open. You glanced at Tohma, who urged you forward. You entered Jin's room, closing the door behind you.
"What did you want?" Jin asked, already seated back down on one of his couches. You walked up to him and held out the glass bottle to him silently. He looked between the bottle and your face.
He gently reached out and took the bottle from you. "I was going to choose you." You whispered as he took it. A small smile broke out on his face.
"I knew you would. You're mine, after all."
Edward Hart - You clutched the glass bottle close to your chest as you entered Obscuary. You slipped upstairs quickly, not wanting to upset Rui by letting him see you.
You paused for a moment when you finally got to right outside of Edward's door. You were sad you hadn't been able to tell him that he was your choice back on the island, but you wanted to fix that now.
You steeled your nerves and reached up to knock on the door. You rapped your knuckles against the door before calling out, "Ed, it's me. Can I come in?" You called.
You didn't wait for long when you heard his voice call out. "Come on in my dear."
You entered the room to find Edward lounging back on his bed, his laptop forgotten before him as he looked up to smile at you.
He raised a brow when he spotted the bottle in your arms, and you quickly thrusted it towards him before he could say anything.
He sat up and gingerly took the bottle from you, turning it over in his hands before looking up to you.
"You said there'd always be a place by your side. I hope you meant that." You whispered softly.
He smiled at you and held out a hand for you to take. You took it with no hesitation, and he pulled you close, "I meant it, just as I meant that I will give you a love eternal, so long as you'd have me."
Rui Mizuki - You made your way to Rui's bar, glass bottle hidden behind your back as you entered.
"Hey Cute!~ What brings you by?" Rui greeted cheerfully.
"I actually came by to give you something." You replied, a faint blush crossing your face from the nerves and excitement. You could feel yohr heart rushing in your chest.
"Aww no way?! You are too sweet! What did you get me?!" Rui asked with excitement.
"Close your eyes and I'll set it down in front of you, no peeking." You told him. He nodded and obeyed, closing his eyes.
You placed the bottle down onto the counter gently. "I missed my chance before, but I'm making up for that now. There was never a doubt in my mind of who I wanted." You confessed. "You can look now."
Rui opened his eyes and stared in shock at the bottle on the bar. His eyes grew wide as the implication and your words finally sunk in. Tears filled his eyes.
"I never really thought you'd..." he whispered quielty before speaking up "MC this means the world to me. You mean the world to me. The second my curse is broken, I'm drowning you in kisses and all the affection you deserve."
Haru Sagara - You smiled to yourself as you entered Jabberwock, instantly looking around to see if you could spot Haru running around somewhere.
You were sad before you never got the chance to tell him that he was your soulmate, but you wanted to fix that by giving him the bottle now.
You finally spotted the bright red hair of Haru and hurried over to him. "Haru!!" You called out cheerfully in greeting.
"MC! I wasn't expecting you! You just couldn't stay away from all the cute animals, huh?!" Haru greeted, flashing you a happy grin. His grin faltered a bit when he noticed what you held in your hands.
You quickly held it out to him before he could second guess if you were actually there for Ren. "I'm sorry you never got to hear it before, but, well, you're the one who holds my heart."
He stared at you before suddenly rushing forward and pulling you tightly into his arms.
"I knew we were the heroine and her love interest!!" He cheered happily. "I meant every promise I made to you on that beach, I'll make you a happy woman, promise."
"You already have Haru."
Ren Shiranami - You honestly weren't sure how Ren would take this as you headed up to his room for your usual movie night.
You hadn't seen him since the island, but when he texted asking you to come over for movie night, you realized this was your chance to tell him what you hadn't been able to back on the island.
You reached his room and knocked on the door. "Ren, it's me." You called out, getting a mumbled 'Get in quick before the clown sees you,' in response.
You entered his room to see his hunche dover his laptop on his bed, likely setting up the movie. You climbed up next to him and before you could lose your neveres, slid the bottle into his view.
He instantly snapped his head over to look at you, then the bottle, then back at you. "The fuck is this?"
"You know what this is. This is the Pearl making her choice of her one true love." You replied, grinning as a dark blush crossed his face.
"It was just a stupid show, I mean, it was ridiculous.." he muttered at a loss for what else to say.
You giggled and leaned in to kiss his cheek. "You were always my choice Ren. I wanted you to know that."
His blush worsened, and he put a hand to his cheek stunned. He looked away from you, staring down at his bedsheets. "You're always my choice, too." He mumbled softly.
Jiro Kirisaki - You waited inside Yuri and Jiro's office for the latter to be done with seeing patients for the day. The glass bottle tucked away in your bag until it was time to give it away.
You wished you'd had a chance to tell Jiro how you'd felt out there on the island. It would have been such a pretty place to tell him you were in love with him. But, you figured he wouldn't care either way if you ended up telling him you loved him just in his shared office.
When Jiro finally entered the room, he immediately spotted you. "Did we have an appointment today?" He questioned, going to pull out his phone to see if he'd somehow forgotten.
"No, I just came by because I wanted to give you something." You explained. He paused and studied you.
"I see. What did you wish to give me?"
You reached into your bag and pulled out the glass bottle before placing it into his hands. "I would have picked you. You were always my choice."
His lips twitched into a small smile as he gently took the bottle from you. "It is a wise choice. I can take care of all your medical needs."
"And I will take care of all your emotional needs." You leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek, beaming at him.
"That would be most appreciated."
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AN: The last one in the series! Phew! It took a few extra days because I ran out of ideas for the prompt, and the new boys are a bit harder to write. Hopefully it was worth the wait tho!
Sorry Elias' is a bit short! I'm super out of ideas for him after spending all day writing his NSFW alphabet. I mean, uhh... ;)
Jo Kongoza
“Step right up, cutie.” Jo’s smile was meant to reassure you, and it did, marginally. You took his hand and squeezed into the small locker, stowing yourselves away until it was showtime.
You were trespassers. Thieves. The rampant anomaly wasn’t the only concern you had. Getting caught by security was just as dangerous. One would think you would be used to this by now.
Jo listened into his earpiece, making sure everything was in place. You watched him, marveling at how calm and certain he was. When you caught his eye, he flashed you a wink.
“And now we wait,” he said quietly, but conversationally. He looked you up and down, as much as he could with so little distance between you. He had chosen your outfit and appreciated his handiwork. He had even taken in the sides to flatter your figure better.
“My eyes are up here,” you whispered. His gaze flicked to yours, sheepish.
“Sorry. Force of habit, since I’m interested in fashion.” He slipped his hand Into yours, carefully maneuvering to bring it to his lips and place a kiss on the back of you hand. Was that an apology, or flirting? “But that’s not all I’m interested in.”
Oh.
He placed another kiss on your wrist, another down your forearm, gauging your reaction as he trailed further along.
“We have some time,” he said, implying his suggestion.
As much as you enjoyed his slow tease, you were impatient. You tilted your head, offering your lips to him. With a smile, he obliged. His kiss was deep and languid, savoring the silky feeling of your skin. Your hands were still laced together until he trailed his up your arm to hold you against him. Time passed far too quickly that way.
Mio Susuhara
You and Mio hid in a pocket sized equipment shed he was working in for the mission. A malfunction on his spider anomaly meant he had to manually control it. You did your best to stay still, so you wouldn’t bump him while he worked and further jeopardize the mission. That was no easy feat since the space was only meant for one.
Mio was focused on his task, fiddling with joysticks and knobs on a remote with a screen. One of his design, no less. You glanced at the screen occasionally, unable to make out much through the static. He gave it a thwack and the screen cleared, revealing the anomaly he was tracking. He reported its whereabouts through the earpiece. You didn’t realize it was so close by, a few hallways down.
You straightened your back at the realization, pressing yourself against the wall as if you could flatten yourself enough to disappear. Mio noticed your nervousness and held the remote closer to his chest.
“Don’t worry. The others are en route.”
Only it wasn’t just the anomaly that made you nervous. You had a crush on Mio. You both admired and hated that he was somehow everywhere at once and nowhere to be found when you wanted a moment with him. You started breaking things as an excuse to call him over, but that usually ended with you dumbly thanking him for his work after watching him fix your sabotage in silence.
Now you were stuck in close quarters with him, already resigned that this was another opportunity you would let slip by because of your cursed shyness.
“Something on my face?” He asked. Of course he caught you staring.
“No, sorry.” There wasn’t much to look at in the small closet. You did your best to avert your gaze and stare at some scattered tools. They weren’t nearly distracting enough, and there was a magnetic attraction to looking at him.
“If you want a distraction so bad, all you have to do is ask.” Mio’s lips were curled in a roguish smile. His messy ponytail only adding to his allure. He was a good guy with a bad boy’s swagger, smart and capable. You would take whatever attention you could get.
“Okay. I’m asking then.” The phrasing was awkward, but it was the best you had. He took another glance at the remote screen to make sure everything was still in place. Satisfied, he pushed off of the wall and leaned into your space, searching for an objection. Finding none, he kissed you, chaste and hesitant until you returned his kiss. His restraint fell away, and he kissed you with practiced ease. You chased the one flick of his tongue he offered when your lips parted. He pulled back first, mischief written across his handsome features.
That magnetism was still there, you felt like you were falling forward. Perhaps you were, because the next thing you knew was you leaned against his chest, wrapped in his arms and kissing him again. Buzzing made you both jump and separate. The remote was pressed between you and the anomaly had been running against a wall. It had gotten the anomaly’s attention.
“Whoops,” he joked. He gave the anomaly the runaround, toying with it like a cat and a laser pointer until the rest of the team caught up with it.
Elias Pratt
You were struck with deja vu, when once again you were in a tight space with Elias, hiding from an anomaly. He wore a knowing smile, likely remembering the last time you were cornered like this. But neither of you were fighters, and you felt safer being escorted by him.
“Promise I won’t make a habit out of this,” he whispered.
“Do you do this to all the girls you meet?” You’d have folded your arms if there was room, but there was hardly enough space between your chest and his.
Elias chuckled and leaned closer.
“Only the prettiest one.”
All it took to brush your lips against his was angling your face upward. He pressed into you eagerly, sighing when you pulled back after a quick peck. His tongue darted out, wanting to feel more of you. He captured you in another kiss, hungrier, needier. His lips were sweet from the candies he often had. You swiped your tongue across his lip to capture more of that sweetness and he hummed. You were breathless when you parted, worried if you didn’t stop then neither of you would be able to at all.
Shion Genkai
The crazy bastard was running toward the anomaly, dragging you behind him by the hand. You could barely keep up with his long, fast strides, unsteadily sprinting while trying not to lose your footing. You couldn’t see well with his jacket fluttering behind him, obscuring most of the cramped hall, except for the fleshy anomaly on the other side. You wanted nothing to do with this twisted game of chicken in the high school hallway. When the anomaly was a few meters away, Shion opened a locker and shoved you in. He was barely inside with the door shut when the anomaly barreled past.
Your hearts hammered in tandem, yours from exertion and fear, his from excitement. In the dark, you could see his grin and the wild gleam in his eyes. Every deep breath made your chests graze. You were too tired to try to time it so you didn’t constrict each other’s movements. He brazenly bent his legs to give himself more headroom, paying no mind that his knee was between yours.
The anomaly had stopped, turned, and was searching for you among the lockers, opening the ones it could, sniffing at the ones that were locked. Shion jammed the mechanism to prevent the door from opening until he released it, keeping an eye on the slats for its approach.
“Shion,” you whispered, hoping he would clue you in on his plan. Hoping he had a plan in the first place.
He silenced you by pressing his hand to your throat, fingers cupped around your jaw. You were pinned against the wall, praying he didn’t intend to throw you out as bait and take off on his own while you were being mauled.
An eye appeared on the other side of the door. Its growl echoed in the small space as it clawed at the locker’s hinge. It knew you were in there and you were trapped. You looked to Shion again, and he peered dangerously close to the door. He slipped a card from his artifact deck through the slat and flicked. The card flew into the eye of the cyclops anomaly and its scream made you flinch. The mass writhed down the hall, dragging itself around blindly, helpless.
Shion’s gory card returned to him. He wiped it on his vest before returning it to the keychain and turning his attention to you.
“Now thank me.” Shion only took a moment to appreciate the fear in your eyes when he dove toward you, prying your lips open with his tongue and taking his reward for incapacitating the anomaly. He pressed you against him, moving his hand from your throat to buried in your hair, gripping you hard to keep you in place. His hips pinned yours against the wall, moving against you roughly and greedily.
He sucked your bottom lip when he pulled away, releasing it with a wet pop.
“Wasn’t that fun?” He cooed. You answered with a glare, anger overtaking all the uncertainty and fear you felt before. You didn’t appreciate being toyed with.
You retaliated by kissing him again, nipping his lip hard enough to make him grunt. He was surprised, hesitating before he wrapped his arms around your waist. You pulled back and he clicked his tongue, still smug from his stunt successfully getting you into his arms.
summary: MC who kicks in her sleep! Imagine when MC and her significant other are having a sleepover for the first time and...the ghoul is woken up by a kick right on their....idk where, thats for you to choose (pls do have a little mercy on the ghouls though, ik where you might attack 🙏)
...Did he do something wrong? Are you unhappy, mad?? He's trying to figure out what exactly did he do wrong that provoked a violent response from you, anxiety eating him alive until he hears the sound of your soft snoring. Oh. Nonetheless he double checks everything to make sure you're comfortable before settling back beside you..
- Lucas, Alan, Ritsu, Subaru, Zenji, Rui
Careful now, will you? You might hurt your future kids like this!
He's locking your legs with his to prevent further...accidents.
- Sho, Haru, Haku
He's switching to the female form...just in case you know.....
- Jo
Personally I think he's used to being kicked by younger siblings when they slept..and considering how tired he usually gets, he won't even notice it. he's out cold.
- Mio
Forget kicking him, he's spooning you so tight you can't move!
-Towa, Lyca
He makes the most offended face like you just yelled the most vulgar stuff about his bloodline ver. 1. He's kicking you off the bed too! You dare kick him? He'll kick you harder. He might even restrain your legs to the bed now.
- Leo, Romeo
He makes the most offended face like you just yelled the most vulgar stuff about his bloodline ver. 2. You're sleeping on the floor now. End of discussion.
- Jin, Ren, Yuri
....Doesn't care. He just doesn't care or he's too deep in his slumber that it doesn't even register in his brain you kicked him.
- Ed
Nope! He'll endure it! He won't let you go! You guys are finally sharing a BED! How can he ruin the moment!? He'll happily accept all the attack you throw at him unconsciously and won't even bring it up the next day, even if it is slightly painful.
- Kaito
You wake up only to find your legs tied tightly to the bed. The other side of the bed? Cold and Empty. You look around only to find your beloved leaning by the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, suppressing a smirk at you baffled expression while he greets you. "Slept well, dear?"
- Tohma, Elias
He finds it interesting. Your body's response without any external stimuli fascinates him. He's going to study your asleep body like another scientific specimen in a lab.
- Jiro
Sleep? Do you think he'd let you sleep? Nah, forget it. You're his for tonight.
- Taiga(you guys played UNO all night) , Shion
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You haven’t been able to sleep very well these past few days. And while you're helping out at the bar, Lyca notices immediately. When you tell him why, he invites you to his room to paint. That always helps him relax.
____
You have a lot of fun, talking and painting with him. Towards the end though, you start to feel a bit sleepy.
You head bobs a few times.
He notices. “Huh? I thought you couldn’t sleep.”
“I guess being around you makes me comfortable," you say drowsily.
He tilts his head in response. “Then sleep here.”
You look up to see if he’s joking, but his eyes as always, are filled with sincerity.
“W-what? No, I can’t–”
“Huh?” he grunts, a scorn painted on his face, “Is there a law that says we can’t sleep together?”
“Well, no but-”
“There’s not, is there? Hurry up and lie down.” He stands you up by the wrist and pulls you towards the bed.
You look at the soft mattress and then at Lyca and back to the bed. The offer is tempting, especially with how sleep-deprived you’ve been.
“...Ok," you determine.
Lyca has no ill intentions anyway. He doesn't have even a single bit of attraction towards you. You climb onto the bed. “Maybe just a little nap.”
“You can’t use this blanket since Nero gave it to me,” he shuffles through his closet, “but you can use this one.”
He lays the blanket on top of you but you were already fast asleep.
The bed shifts as Lyca lays down beside you. His back deliberately turned away from you.
Tick tock tick tock.
He yawns, just on the edge of sleep.
The mattress rustles.
You shift. He rolls over at the same time.
Lyca flinches.
You're closer than he expected.
Unknowingly, he holds back his breath.
He should turn away....But why isn't his body moving?
As if he has no other choice, he watches you.
Your breathing is slow and even, lashes downturned. A faint splatter of paint stains your cheeks. He stares at it.
Then at your nose. Your ears. The slight part of your lips as you exhale.
He swallows.
And then-
“...Lyca,” you whisper under your breath.
His ears pop out before he can stop them. His face turns a dark red.
What is this feeling? He grabs his burning chest.
Like he said, there’s no law against this, so why does it feel so wrong? Why won’t his heartbeat slow down?
He sits up abruptly, tangling into his blanket before slipping off the bed entirely.
The next morning, you wake to find Lyca asleep, curled on the ground, ears tucked back. And you're left wondering if he fell off the bed.
Scenario: You've been spending a lot of time helping the new transfer student. Certain people (the ghouls cough cough) are taking issue with it.
Jealous Ghouls Series: Leo Romeo
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You arrive at the Diner just in time.
You walk into the door to find Ritsu seated in one of the booths. He doesn’t even look up from his watch to greet you. You slide into the seat opposite to him.
“3:30 PM.”
“Hey Ritsu. Nice to see you too.”
He finally lowers his wrist and looks at you.
“I believe I've already talked to you about punctuality.”
You groan.
“Have mercy. I got here on time, didn’t I?”
He shakes his head.
“On time is not early enough.”
You sigh. “Sorry.”
“As my business partner, I expect much more from you.”
“Ok, ok. I’ll do better.”
Normally that would be enough. But he seems a bit more upset than usual.
“Are you aware that today is not the first instance of this behavior?”
He opens his notebook.
Uh-oh.
Not the notebook.
“June 17th.” He flips to a page. “Scheduled meeting: 11:00 AM. Actual arrival: 11:00 AM.”
“...That’s on time.”
He ignores you.
“Next. June 12th. Scheduled meeting: 1:00 PM. Arrival: 1:02 PM.”
He points to another date. “June 4th...” And another. “May 28th...”
“Ritsu–”
“And in every instance,” he taps at the red slashes on his notebook, "your delay was caused by time spent with the transfer student.”
You blink.
“...Tomoya?”
He finally looks up at you.
“Yes. Based on your behavioral model, you’ve been spending upwards to 7-8 hours with him per week excluding class hours. Which is unacceptable!”
His fingers point to the sky.
“I do not approve of the amount of unpaid labor you’ve been performing for that man.”
“Unpaid labor? It’s nothing like that.”
He pauses.
“Weren’t you assigned by the institute to keep an eye on him?”
“Well yeah, but that’s not the only reason.”
His expression tightens. He clasps his fingers together in front of him.
“...Explain.”
“I don’t mind helping him.” He still looks puzzled at your simple statement. “I enjoy spending time with him.”
Ritsu freezes.
“...Enjoy?”
You nod.
He looks away. And scoffs.
How ridiculous is that? As if that’s a good metric.
“Personal enjoyment should not influence scheduling decisions.”
You stare.
“...But Ritsu. I enjoy spending time with you too.” His shoulders stiffen. “If I didn’t, I wouldn’t keep meeting up with you like this.”
He should feel offended. You just undermined this whole business partner thing (the schedules, meetings, agreements) to simple affection.
But he isn’t. In fact, his cheeks feel very hot all of a sudden.
He clears his throat.
“A-Anyways. If you continue neglecting your responsibilities as my business partner, I’ll have to draft a contractual agreement with you.” His grip tightens around the notebook. “I should always be your highest priority.”
Silence.
His eyes widen. And yours does too.
He corrects himself immediately. “As in, the future of Sinostra should be your highest priority.”
Hug.
“I-Is something wrong?”
“Do you not like it?”
“N-No of course not.”
Slowly, cautiously, he puts his hand over yours.
“Quite the opposite actually.”
Haku
Hug.
“Oh.” He flips around and hugs you back. “I must’ve done something right today.”
After a few moments of swaying…
“Princess.”
“Hm?”
“Is this all we’re gonna do?”
You smack his arm.
Zenji
Hug.
“D-D-Doll! What is the matter?”
“Nothing. Just wanted to.”
He hugs you back even more enthusiastically.
“To receive your embrace." He starts swinging you around. "What an honor!”
_____
Ed
Hug.
“Oh, and what do I owe for this surprise?”
“Nothing. Just hold me.”
Ed chuckles.
“So greedy.”
But he does as he’s told and wraps his arms around you.
For a while he actually behaved...
Then, his hands start wandering.
Rui
You sneak up behind him while he’s gardening.
Hug.
“Whoa! You scared me.”
He glances at his gloves.
“I-I’m messy right now.”
“I don’t care. Just hug me.”
He flips around and squeezes you tight.
“Oh, Cutie. What did I do to get so lucky?”
Lyca
Hug.
“The hell? What are you doing?”
“Hugging.”
“I know that but…”
You look up to see him covering his blushing face.
“Just…give me a warning first.”
_____
Yuri
Hug.
“W-W-What is the meaning of this?!”
“A hug.”
“What if I dropped these vials! This is dangerous! Irresponsible! Unprofessional!”
“Then put them down and hug me.”
His face turns even redder.
“How dare you give me orders…”
But after some dramatic huffing, he sets the vials down and wraps his arms around you.
“...Only for thirty seconds.”
Jiro
Hug.
He pauses.
“...What is the purpose of this?”
“Maintaining homeostasis or whatever.”
“Physical contact can reduce stress responses, but there are more efficient methods–”
“I wanted a hug. Just a hug.”
“Oh, ok.”
He turns around and hugs you back.
Elias
Hug.
He laughs softly.
“You’re making me a very happy man right now.”
Eventually, he turns around and kisses the top of your head.
“...This is dangerous.”
“Why?”
He pulls you in even closer.
“...You’re making me get used to this.”
Why does he look so…sad?
Jo
Hug.
He doesn’t even question it. He just relaxes into your arms and gets comfortable.
After a few seconds…
“Wanna go get some coffee.”
You nod.
“Buy a few snacks.”
You nod.
“And snuggle in bed for the rest of the day?”
“...Yeah.”
Mio
He’s been working on something for a while now.
Hug.
“Careful. It’s dangerous here.”
But you don’t move.
“Go sit over there.”
You pout. “Make me.”
He sighs. Puts his tools down.
Then turns around and hugs you. He waddles you to a spot a few feet away.
“There.” He gives a quick head pat. “I’m almost done. Wait just a little longer, ok?”
Shion
Hug.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Hugging you.”
“And what’s the point of this meaningless act?”
“Husband and wife things, I guess.”
Shion hums. “Hmmm. Alright then.”
He takes your wrist and pulls you in tighter.
“...Good wife.”
"The day you became Kyklos, Rui didn’t just lose a friend. He lost his soulmate. He lost his one true love, before he ever got to call it that."
I wrote this after re-reading "Who Killed Robin" Pt. 2. Rui is such a beautifully painful character. Prepare your tissues!
Who knows when it began?
Maybe it started with simple curiosity. You were introduced as the honor student. Cursed at random and dunked into a world of anomalies and magic. You were a stranger who ended up in a pitiful situation just as he had once. Curse twins. It has a nice ring, doesn't it?
He still remembers the first encounter. Your eyes were glued to the ground so hard, you almost bumped into him in the train.
Then, you looked up at him with tearful eyes. It looked like you were ready to run at any moment. So he tried to calm your nerves.
When he thinks back on it now, it still makes him laugh. Every flirting technique and smile he threw at you, it was like you had a shield to block all of it out. It was impressive, really.
Who knew you would become an existence he couldn’t live without.
You came from a mission with Hotarubi, bringing a new member of Obscuary with you. Rui could tell, having someone to take care of was good for you. You looked at Lyca with eyes of adoration but also respect. He was giving you hope. That one day, you might be able to fulfill your deepest desire. To break the curse and become 'normal' again.
You threw yourself into everything. Whether you were reading case files, studying anomalous biology, working at the bar, or talking to the professors and ghouls, you were earnest. Hands always open to help. Mind always open to learn. It was amazing to watch.
Then he started seeing himself in you. His past self. Working too hard. Smiling with trembling lips. Desperately holding onto the hope that that one day your life won't be determined for you.
It made you reckless at times. He still remembers the first mission. You had ran toward the anomaly to save that girl. Rui couldn’t help but think you were foolish. What could you possibly do?
But he knows now...those words were for himself. Because when you ran– he reached for you. Then, his hand stopped halfway. Because what could he possibly do?
Touch you? Save you? No.
He could do nothing but watch.
But that night had awoken something deep within him. It reminded him of the helplessness of his curse. It broke the illusion he told himself over and over. That this life was enough. That wanting more was pointless.
Every visit you made to that dark, depressing house. Every smile, every laugh at his jokes. Every time, you made him feel human again, he felt something growing in his chest. Hope. He thought he had buried that feeling long ago. He thought he no longer craved another person’s touch.
But when you stood beside him, he wanted to brush shoulders. When you looked at him with those eyes, he wanted to cup your face. And when you came to him on the verge of tears, he wanted to hold you and never let go.
That terrified him. Because hope hurts the most.
So he tried to distance himself from you. But it was impossible. You were like a single flower in the middle of a wasteland. And he was the bee, pathetic enough to keep coming back.
This is dangerous. That night you fell asleep at the bar, there was no-one else around. He watched your peaceful state longer than he'd like to admit. He knew he shouldn’t. And yet, he couldn’t resist. He carefully took a strand of your hair, brought the ends to his lips. And pressed a kiss on it. This is dangerous.
Then, it started happening. That light in your eyes, it was dwindling. Mission after mission. Disappointment after disappointment. You seemed to be carrying the burdens of the world. It broke him. Maybe even more than when he experienced the same thing himself. Because he wanted you to live. The thought of you disappearing scared him more than anything else in the world.
If it’s to help you live…I'll do anything. That’s what he told himself.
So when you were scouting for members, he was desperate to go on that mission with you. “Don’t take Jin. Take me.” He should’ve known…that decision would be his biggest regret.
That night at Lockburn Castle is a nightmare he still wakes up to. Ed had told him "to prepare himself." Killing Kyklos was the only way to save you. He knew that and yet…
When the moment came. He hesitated to take another life. He hates these hands. He hates that disgusting sensation of taking another’s breath to continue his own. For one selfish second, he wanted there to be another way.
That single second cost you everything.
Kyklos laughed in his face. That laugh stayed in his memories...Long after yours disappeared.
The day you became Kyklos, Rui didn’t just lose a friend. He lost his soulmate. He lost his one true love, before he ever got to call it that.
And now Rui finds himself back at Lockburn castle. He looks up at the bell. The bell that supposedly brings happiness when rung together. If he brought you here. If the two of you had rung it together, would you still be here, right by his side?
No. He knows better. Two curses don’t cancel each other out. They only prove that fate can be cruel twice over.
It would’ve never worked out. Not now. Not in a different lifetime.
He dips his head into his hands. You two had made a pinky promise to “come back here again.” But now he sits beneath the bell alone. He doesn’t ring it. Because without you, happiness is impossible.
Sleepover with Jojorin & Romeo (Bonus: ghouls reactions)
Description: MC is overwhelmed and exhausted so Jojorin offers a girls night with Romeo. Bonus: Some ghouls reaction at the end.
To avoid unwanted guests from crashing the party, the three of you decide to do the sleepover at your dorm. You spend the afternoon tidying up and making the room as cozy as possible.
Fairly lights stringing from the ceiling.
Scented candles lit all around the room.
Extra blankets and pillows.
Matching PJs
Jo of course, brings matching pjs that he made himself.
Jo sets his bag on the floor with a grin.
“Can't have a sleepover without these.”
He pulls out three silk pajamas with vertical stripes. Each in a different color.
“So this is why you asked about our favorite color?”
“Yup!”
You run your fingers over the fabric.
“They're beautiful.”
Jo gives a small curtsy.
“I’m glad you like them.”
Romeo takes one and immediately inspects it. “Hmm. The fabric’s good quality. The colors are nice. The seams are sewn well.”
Jo smiles.
“High praise from Romeo. I'm grateful.”
....
A few minutes later, all three of you are changed into your matching pajamas.
“We look adorable, don’t we?”
Snacks & Movie
You volunteer to bring the snacks. This was an errand you actually enjoyed.
You put together a simple charcuterie board with salami, cheese, crackers, sliced bread, tomatoes, and jam.
Jo gasps at the presentation. “Wow! This is beautiful.”
“Thanks! I got a few tips from Sho.”
Romeo huffs.
“Not bad for a BB.”
You roll your eyes with a smile. “I’m glad you like it, Romeo.”
Of course you prepared all the other sleepover essentials too. Chips, popcorn, ice-cream for desert, and a few (mature) drink.
Using a projector you borrowed from Mio, the three of you end up watching a cheesy romance film.
Jo: “Awww. That’s so cute.”
Romeo: “They’ve only known each other for 48 hours.”
Jo: "Love works in mysterious ways.”
Romeo: “Love? That’s Delusion.”
Jo: “Wait…MC, are you crying?”
You: “N-No. Popcorn just went in my eye.”
Skincare
Now it’s time for skincare. Naturally, Romeo takes charge.
He has a full suitcase dedicated to skincare. Cleansers, toners, serums, moisturizeers, eye cream. All neatly organized for different skin types and concerns.
He even brought 3 led face masks for each person. He may or may not have bought it just for this occasion.
Fun fact: Jo prefers doing his skincare in his male form because it keeps his hair out of his face.
Romeo watches you wash your face in disgust.
“BB…Are you trying to rip your skin off?”
So he reteaches you how to watch your face properly.
Then Romeo watches Jo wash his face. He simply nods.
“...Acceptable.”
...
You’re about to put on some lotion.
“Come here,” Romeo motions you to him.
You obediently sit in front of him.
“I’m not trusting you with these serums.”
He pats each product into your skin with skillful hands. It feels like a nice massage.
Once everyone's' routine is finished, the three of you lie down wearing matching LED masks.
You look like a bunch of villains.
Girls Talk
“There’s one thing we absolutely have to do.”
“What?”
“Girls talk!”
The three of you lie on your stomachs in a circle, chins resting on your hands.
“I’ll go first.”
Jo flashes you with a mischievous smile.
“So…do you like any of the ghouls?”
Your eyes widen. Mouth agape.
“N-No way. I'm too busy for that.”
Romeo butts in.
“Good BB. Romance, especially with these GFNFs, is a complete waste of time.”
“GFNF?”
“Good-for-nothing fools, obviously.”
“Oh, right.”
Jo lets out a relieved sigh.
“I’m glad. For a while, I thought you might’ve liked Elias.”
You laugh at the thought.
“Glad we cleared it up because it couldn't be farther from the truth.”
Romeo scoffs, folding his arms.
“That man is colored with red flags.”
Jo nods slowly.
“I know he’s our member. But I’d have to agree.”
You all laugh at that.
End of the Night
Romeo and Jo both value quality sleep, so the sleepover ends quite early.
“It’s a queen-sized bed. I’m sure we can all fit,” Jo says, switching back to her girl form.
Romeo sighs as he slips under the blanket.
“If this affects my quality of sleep, I'm leaving.”
And somehow, you end up squished in the middle.
The room falls quiet.
For the first time in days…your mind isn't racing.
You let out a small breath.
“Thanks, you guys.”
Jo turns toward you.
“Hm?”
“I…really needed this.”
Jo smiles warmly.
“Of course. We can do it again anytime. Right, Romeo?”
He lets out a quiet huff.
“Maybe...If I can fit it in my schedule.”
______
Ghouls Reactions
Leo definitely wants to make content out of it.
Rui pouts all day after that.
Bonus Shion:
You’re at Dionysia. Swish. A card cuts through your sleeve, barely missing your skin.
“Heard you had a sleepover without me.”
Steps closer.
“Without your husband.”
Steps closer.
“You’re a bad wife.”
Steps closer.
“We’re having a sleepover at the heebie-jeebie house. Now. And we'll have so much more fun.”
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