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moonpersonalter · 5 months
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Lipstick
Fandom: Fate/Grand Order Rating: T [in case] Warnings: N/A A/N: very self indulgent fic I wrote because I've been thinking about a certain Berserker hehe. Please note that the Master here has a name but is not mentioned.
Today, the Master wore purple lipstick.
The dark shade was reminiscent of amethysts untouched by light. It clashed with her eyes more than complimenting it, the bright yellow hue of her eyes being overshadowed by her own makeup.
Cu Alter didn't knew when she decided to wear such a terrible shade. Then again, he didn't knew exactly what idea floated in that head of hers that drove her to wearing lipstick. It just... happened. On one boring day, she showed up, with lips full of the color of pink roses.
It didn't match her skin at all, too light to even be called make up. Others seem to think otherwise, sending compliments her way. She looked happy though, thanking each one for the kind words, but her eyes kept fluttering his way, as if expecting something from him. The quiver of her lips, pulled back slightly into a tense bite. The kind master, however, was too kind to ask the Berserker and kept her mouth closed instead.
The day after that, it was a bright yellow hue similar to her eyes. Cute but once again, the way the shade awkwardly sits on her lips didn't compliment her that well. She looked his way again, expectation flashing in her eyes before turning her head the other way, her shoulders sagging in disappointment at the lack of reaction.
And the day after that? A new color, the shade of red that reminded him of strawberries. It... fits her. The way her lips move as she speaks, it draws his eyes in, focuses more on the subtle movements. The way they purse or pout, making it look plumper than usual was... sort of adorable. If his Master knew what he'd think, she might feel more inclined to wear it often.
Sadly, with how she read his straight face when her eyes glanced his way, it disappointed her once again, leaving her to change it to the color it is today. It was a downgrade for sure. Or it was a downgrade to him. Most Servants continued to compliment her color choices, some more over the other, but complimented her still. And as usual, her eyes kept fluttering back his way, disappointed at his lack of reaction.
This... was where his last bit of wondering broke.
Approaching his Master once every person had gone off someplace else, the poor girl yelps as she noticed his shadow casting over her. Turning around to greet him, she was instead met with his face already close to hers, glaring at her with an unreadable expression.
She gulps, a blush beginning to color her cheeks. "Yes... Cu—"
"What do you want?" He immediately cut her off. She responded with a weak 'Pardon?', rolling his eyes as he rephrased his question. "Why were you looking my way so much?"
Her blushing cheeks grew brighter, head turning the other way again. "I... it's because...," she fidgets, trying to find the proper words.
It took her a moment.
Two moments.
A glance and then another.
She took all the time in the world to come up with something, anything decent, coherent, or even believable enough to convince him that— "I wanted to know... which color you liked?"
A moment of silence. The Master, too afraid to look his way, remained glued to staring at someplace else while the Berserker before her continued to glare at her. Not out of impatience nor frustration. Far from it.
If she had simply asked him the question before, he'd have answered in kind. Instead of going through this cat and mouse chase of catching which color he'd react to most, he'd have made his choice already so long ago. But knowing her, she didn't want to overstep her boundaries with someone as stern as him, didn't want to inconvenience him with something as trivial as makeup.
"You overthink too much," he said, breaking the silence that lingered longer than she wanted. Opening her mouth as if to apologize, was quickly shut by his lips locking with hers, his tongue already slipping past her open mouth.
She let out a small yelp, throwing her arms around his shoulders as she held onto him tightly, her legs giving way as his arms wrap around her petite form, pulling her closer to his. His hand, the same one that held tightly around his spear, carefully tangled into her hair, making sure she didn't turn and escape from their kiss.
Once he was satisfied, he leans his head back, the string of saliva still connecting their lips. He stared down at her face, that half-lidded look in her eyes and flushed face, paired with her lipstick smudged. He forgot for a moment that she wore that horrendous shade of purple. "You look better with red lipstick."
Her face deepens red, "O-oh... okay."
He didn't bother letting her speak after that, leaning in again for another kiss.
The next day, she wore red lipstick again.
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moonpersonalter · 6 months
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[This is something similar to what happened in the Kakegurui collab but it'll be a little different from that one and would take place from Book 1 to Book 7. Pray for my poor planning that this ends up getting finished—
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[Hello hello!! I'm not dead yet but I am working at a snail's pace on an idea that suddenly popped into my head one day. Preview to said story dowb below~]
Also, despite SINoALICE's future EoS this Nov [Global] and Jan 2024 [JP], I still do plan on posting more stories from there, as this game is very near and dear to my heart. So, probably expect some stuff similar in nature to this one soon too.
Anyway, that's it from me~ I still have a few writing request to finish for friends, hopefully before the year ends and I'll be posting them here too. Toodalooo~]
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moonpersonalter · 10 months
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Rose Anniversary
Fandom: Twisted Wonderland Rating: Gen Warnings: N/A A/N: Request fic for @everheartz on discord. No specific prompt, just her OC Alicia with Riddle.
“Happy anniversary, Riddle,” Trey congratulated his former Housewarden, treating the young man with a slice of strawberry tart he had chilling in the fridge. Although not much has changed since their last meeting, one thing is for certain, the smile on the redhead’s face was more relaxed.
“Thank you, Trey,” Riddle nodded, taking the plate from Trey before setting it down on the table, his fork already on hand. The first thing that Riddle took was the large piece of strawberry sitting atop the tart, eating the whole piece in one bite. “Sweet as always.”
“You say that as if it’s a bad thing,” Trey couldn’t help but chuckle, more so when Riddle points at the empty table towards him. Of course, Riddle being Riddle, he wouldn’t let him skirt off the rules so easily. “A queen is not one to have tea parties without guests.”
“You’re certainly rusty on your rules,” Riddle pointed out but the hard edge in his voice when breaking the Red Queen’s rules have softened over the years, but discussing about the rules wasn’t in Riddle’s agenda for today.
His eyes scanned the bakery, on the lookout for the other three to show up in the establishment. Cater had already left Shaftlands a couple of days ago and said he was staying in a nearby hotel. Meanwhile, the other two had a history of arriving fashionably late, Ace in particular.
Speaking of Ace...
“Shouldn’t Ace be here first?” Riddle frowned, “His apartment is the closest here out of all of us.”
Riddle shouldn’t be surprised that his former underclassman was late as per the norm, but as someone who has graduated and is working, shouldn’t he have practiced a little bit of punctuality by now?
“S-sorry, I’m late-!!” Someone suddenly barges in, a young man whose uniform is a mess and so is his hair. Deuce, in a rush to get to the meeting place, disregarded the creases and folds he’ll need to iron out of his uniform but it was an important date today, and he knows how his former Housewarden is about important dates.
“H-Housewarden Riddle-”
“Former Housewarden,” Riddle interrupted, taking a bite out of his strawberry tart.
“O-of course,” Deuce struggles to cough up a reply, catching his breath as he takes a seat beside Trey. He puts down his hat and took in deep, steadying breaths before finally slumping back on the chair. “Man, that was one hell of a workout...”
Riddle was about to scold him for his tardiness until another one walked into the scene, with phone in hand and the familiar sound of the camera clicking was heard. “Cater,” Riddle called, his voice even and unnaturally calm. “Do you have any idea what time it is?”
“Sorry about that Riddle,” Cater assured, taking his seat between him and Trey, smile still wide on his face. “My phone totally messed up and the alarm went off an hour late.”
“... you were up last night talking to Melissa again, weren’t you?”
Cater didn’t have the heart nor the will to deny Riddle, especially when it is a known fact, all he could do was try to laugh it off, fail and admit to the truth with a sigh. “Yeah... we kind of lost track of time...”
“I thought so.”
Now there were four of them on the table, with one seat vacant for their last member to appear. As if by clockwork, “Hey guys, Housewarden Riddle~” Ace makes his daring entrance, casually walking towards the group with a wide grin on his face, ignoring the annoyed face Riddle pointed at him.
“Nice~ the whole gang’s back together,” Cater happily pulls out his camera again, angling it at just the right position before taking a selfie. “Mini reunion with our favorite Housewarden.”
“It’s a bit embarrassing to admit this but I’m happy to see you guys again,” Deuce admitted to the whole group, his cheeks turning a slight shade of red. Even though it had only been a couple of years since they’ve last saw each other, it felt like it had been forever ago since they last had a get together like this.
“Really? Because I sure hadn’t had enough time away from you guys,” Ace was quick to make his comment, with the same snide smirk on his face.
Deuce narrowed his gaze at him, “Very funny, Ace.”
“Awww, don’t be so mean, Acey~,” Cater piped up, standing up from his seat just to wrap an arm around Ace’s shoulder, dragging him down to his seat between him and a slowly annoyed Riddle, making him break into a sweat. “I’m sure that deep down inside that small heart of yours, you missed us very much, yeah?”
“I’m sure that’s what he meant,” Riddle said, eyes narrowed to the point they were almost closed, arms crossed as his pointer finger tapped on his forearm. The more Riddle’s face remained that way the more Ace started to get nervous. His earlier cheerful mood immediately was replaced by his usual demeanor during NRC, strict and by the book, no tolerance for delinquency.
Trey, as he watched the group do their usual business as if not much time had passed, let out another chuckle, shaking his head. “Geez, you guys are still the same as ever.” He couldn’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia earlier, watching the group bantering, taking jabs at each other as if they were still students.
“I know, right?” Cater had a large smile on his face, “It feels like yesterday when Ace got an earful from Riddle.”
“O-oi! That was like...,” Ace had to pause for a moment, trying to recall the last time Riddle had ever scolded him. “... Two? Maybe three years ago? Cut me some slack, I’ve been doing better since Riddle graduated, alright??”
Of course, Ace did mildly better since Riddle had graduated. His grades had improved and he’s finally able to avoid trouble as much as possible. Everything was going swimmingly for him, minus the tardiness, the delayed submission of homework, his barely researched research, and the myriad of other things that could’ve gotten Ace in deep academic waters.
“Yes, and I’m proud that you graduated as a proud member of Heartslabyul,” Riddle’s earlier annoyed frown immediately turned into a cheerful smile, as if his earlier annoyance had been nothing but a scare tactic at Ace. Call it a small revenge on the part of Riddle but he enjoyed seeing Ace rethink of his choice to ever be late in his presence again.
With all that out of the way, “Now, shall we discuss about why we’re all here?”
The group quieted down until only silence remained, as if the action was second nature to them. As former dorm members of Heartslabyul, following the rules of the Red Queen is a must. Riddle gave himself a moment, giving each one a precursory glance before speaking, “As you all know, today is Alicia and I’s 5th anniversary together.”
“Woah~ it’s already that time of year? Congrats, Riddle~” Cater greeted with a wide grin on his face, giving Riddle’s shoulders a good pat. “Tell Alicia-chan that her big bro Cater gives his warmest regards.”
“Thank you Cater, but that’s not all that I have to say.”
Deuce gave Riddle a quizzical look, his hand on his chin. “Oh, is there anything else you have in mind, House- I mean... Riddle-senpai?”
Riddle nods, a wide grin brimming with pride appeared on his face. “Indeed, and this is where my card soldiers come in.”
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“Thank you for your time, Miss Bellford!” the older woman before her said, cuddling the large brown rabbit in her arms, giving them several kisses on the head. “I was worried that my baby might’ve gotten a disease.”
Alicia Bellford, well known Veterinarian in Queendom of Roses, smiled at the other before her, reaching her hand over the top of the rabbit’s head and petting them. “It’s not a problem, ma’am, your rabbit is as healthy as they can be~”
The older woman nodded and thanked her a couple more times, gushing about her sweet darling Lala before finally leaving the clinic, Alicia letting out a relieved sigh before sitting down on a nearby chair. “What a day...”
With the last of her patient satisfied, the clinic was once again calm, the silence welcoming after all the meowing, the barking, the squawking, and all other animal noises mixed together in a symphony that only the animals could hear. Or maybe they were having a conversation with each other. Who knows? Certainly not Alicia.
She was grateful at the very least, that despite the chaos that ensued since morning, her afternoon slowed until everything stilled.
Peaceful.
Serene.
Her phone’s muffled ringing reaching her ears.
... wait-
“My phone-!” Hopping off the chair, Alicia went behind the reception desk, grabbing her phone in one of the drawers before answering. “Hello?”
“Hello, Strawberry, how’s work?” Riddle’s voice comes through, making Alicia’s cheeks turn into a bright pink.
“R-Riddle-!!” She squeaks out a response, happiness in hearing Riddle’s voice through the phone overwhelming.
“Haha, yes it’s me. May I ask you something?”
There were other voices speaking through the other line, voices that she’s all too familiar with, making the happiness in her chest to grow bigger. She could definitely hear Ace teasing while Deuce tries to shush him, Cater cheering in the background as quietly as possible, and Trey making an attempt to calm them down. These boys were up to something but if Riddle was in on this, then it must be something important.
“Alicia?” Riddle called out, the worry in his voice clear through the phone. “Are you still there?”
“Huh? Oh, yes! I’m still here!” Her cheeks went even redder, spreading to the tips of her ears. Her fingers fiddled with the sides of her phone, hoping that Riddle hadn’t caught on of her trying to listen to what’s behind him. “W-what is it?”
Luckily for her, Riddle didn’t had a clue of her small eavesdropping and continued on with his question, “Could you come over to my house? I have a special tea party setup just for the two of us.” Despite the calm in Riddle’s voice, there was a hint of excitement to it, like a child about to show his most favorite toy to the others.
It also got Alicia beaming with excitement, the smile on her lips growing wider at the thought of that special tea party for them alone. Of course, she didn’t had to ask any further, “I’ll be there in a bit! Oh, if that’s okay...”
“Sounds perfect! I’ll see you in a bit, then.”
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By the time Alicia had arrived at Riddle’s place, the sun had started to set, the morning blue sky shifting its hues to its bright afternoon colors, the same colors as the autumn leaves surrounding Rosehearts Manor. The gate was already open for Alicia to enter through, the garden table set with a spread of various different desserts, from tarts to shortcakes, even the jams were plentiful. It was dessert heaven.
“Wooooooow~ that’s so many!” Alicia couldn’t help but stare in awe, giving the table a thorough look through as she eyes the slices of mango pie on the table.
Distracted by the food displayed on the table, Riddle silently walks up behind her. Seeing his shadow appearing from behind, she quickly turns around to meet his smiling face, a bouquet of red roses in hand. “Welcome home, Alicia. You didn’t start eating without me, right?”
A smile spreads across Alicia’s face as well, arms wide open as she jumps at him, pulling him into a tight embrace. “Nope~! I missed you, Riddle.”
“I missed you too, Alicia.” Riddle wraps an arm around her waist, leaning his head on her shoulder. He basked in the warmth of the afternoon sun, the warmth that radiated from Alicia in their embrace.
His heart soared, the feeling of peace washing over him. It was these times where he’s assured of his feelings for Alicia, assured that she is the one for him.
Alicia pulls away, Riddle’s arm hesitating to let go of her but does so. He hands her the bouquet, an arrangement of red roses broken up by some baby’s breath and yellow daisies. Adoration shone behind his eyes as he watched Alicia buried her nose in the bouquet, taking in the flowery scent. “I love these...”
“I’m glad you do...” He said softly, leaning in to give Alicia a peck on the cheek, his heart soaring even further the moment he heard Alicia’s giggling, his own quiet laughter mingling with hers. “Come on, let’s take our seats.”
Alicia nodded, taking her seat across Riddle, bouquet still in her embrace. Riddle couldn’t help but laugh a little louder at the sight. “How are you going to eat while holding onto the bouquet?”
She gave it some thought before responding, “It’s fine, I didn’t want to let go of the gift you gave to me.” It was a simple response, something that Riddle would’ve found unimportant if he were who he was those five years ago. Now, he found it heartwarming, letting Alicia continue to hug the bouquet close to her.
“Then please, never let it go for as long as you’d like. Just know that it makes me happy you think of my gift as something precious.”
Alicia giggles, giving the flowers another good embrace for good luck. “It’s your gift, my tomato~” She teased him slightly, to which he found it quite endearing. “I wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to your gift.”
“Then...”
Silence fills the air as Riddle takes a moment to close his eyes, a few short seconds to recompose himself. If an opportunity presents itself, it’s best to take action before it goes away, that’s what he’s always done. Riddle Rosehearts does not let anything slip past his hold and yet--
He shakes his head, taking in a deep breath. Riddle Rosehearts does not let anything slip past him.
Once he opened his eyes, the first thing he catches was Alicia sitting before him. There was worry in her eyes, an all too familiar gaze he’s seen so many times before. Now, he wants to change that.
“Alicia,” He stood from his seat, hand proudly placed on his chest, his face hardened with determination. “When we first met at Night Raven College, the moment we began to speak with one another, I was too ignorant, too hellbent on achieving everything that my mother has always wanted me to achieve.”
Riddle took Alicia’s hand in his.
His eyes never leaving hers.
“Because of that, I wasn’t able to see the admiration you held towards me, the love that eventually grew behind those beautiful eyes of yours.”
He kneels down before her, a small gasp escaping her lips.
“It took me time, too much time to realize how you felt towards me. I’m sorry that you ended up loving a fool like me. But right now, in this very moment, I would like to change that.”
Slowly, from inside his coat pocket, he brings out a small red velvet box. He let’s go of the hand he held, for him to open the small box, revealing a silver ring with a ruby in the shape of a rose stuck to the middle.
Another gasp, “Ri... Riddle...”
“Alicia Bellford, in spite of the many faults I have made,” He takes the ring in one hand, and took her hand with the other, slowly putting on the ring on her ring finger. “Would you take my hand in marriage?”
Speechless beyond words, Alicia couldn’t help but let the tears flow down her cheeks, holding onto Riddle’s hand tightly. A second later, she was kneeling down with him too, crying and laughing at the same time, too overjoyed to even say a simple yes. To Riddle, it was enough confirmation, wiping away the tears with his thumb.
Suddenly, the sound of party poppers was heard, streamers and confetti raining down on the two as the rest of the Heartslabyul boys had been standing by in a room just above where the couple were.
“Wooohhh! Congratulations to the newly engaged!” Cater shouted, snapping several photos of the two below them.
“Congratulations, Riddle-sama! Alicia-sama!” Deuce clapped for the both of them, popping another party popper down their way.
“Hey, since we helped, you owe us free lunch at your bachelor’s party, yeah?” Ace wasted no time with his comment, causing Riddle to roll his eyes despite the smile still evident on his face.
“If you two need a wedding cake, you know who to contact,” Trey as well wasted no time to make his offer, happy to see them finally reach this point.
It was five years of their time spent together as a couple, five whole years of happiness and turmoil. Now, they have the rest of their lives ahead of them, as husband and wife.
“I love you, Mrs. Rosehearts.”
“I love you too... Mr. Rosehearts.”
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moonpersonalter · 1 year
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It's the Thought That Counts
Fandom: Twisted Wonderland
Rating: Gen
Warnings: N/A
A/N: a gift fic for my friend @atelier-grace. Supposed tp be a commission but I took way too long to write there so here you gooooo~
When they said that opposites attract, it usually meant that people of opposite sides of the personality spectrum would have a shot at becoming a couple after some romcom levels of flirting and bantering. Hot and cold, sunny and moody, it seemed that the statement was true… for the most part.
There was nothing 'opposite' between you and Azul. In fact, hate for one's own kin seemed appropriate in this situation. The fact that Mr. Ashengrotto, head honcho of Mostro Lounge, and self proclaimed rival of your quaint little secret restaurant, is even someone whom others would be considered as your perfect match. Hell, even Ace and Deuce were inclined to agree.
And speaking of Ace…
"You two haven't hooked up yet?!" Ace screamed in bewilderment, curious eyes turning his way as his hands slammed against the dining table. This guy and his big mouth.
"Look…," you began, carefully picking out the words you need to drill in to his head, and maybe Deuce as well just in case, that… "I am not interested in hooking up with my competitor."
"Yeah but why?" At this point, Ace is just asking for a beating. That smug look he naturally puts up may not be present at this moment, but the aura he radiates sure did scream smug. "I mean, aren't you two basically flirting with each other?"
In what way did he mean by flirting? Is passive aggressively egging each other a form of flirting now? How low have the standards become in this world? Or maybe, this is the norm here. Who knows? You certainly don't.
"Then I guess you and Deuce are flirting with each other?" You mischievously flipped the conversation, Deuce nearly choking on his food. You offered him a glass of water, eyes still locked onto Ace's slightly surprised face, the mischievous glint in your eyes fading the moment Ace laughed.
Is he suddenly admitting to the flirting? You doubt it.
"You don't hear me complain about my supposed competitor on the daily, right?"
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"Why would you assume I always talk about Gretana everyday?" Azul glowered, voice deepened at the mention of Ms. Raison's name, proprietress of a secret exclusive restaurant that, for some unknown reason, is outside his radar.
These days, Mostro Lounge is seen to be in a slight decline. Not that it was anything significant, but with the appeal of being a part of something as secretive as a members only restaurant, it had piqued the interest of many students already. It started small, like a candle lit aflame, surrounded by oil waiting to combust at any minute now.
It could either go in his or her favor. Either way, he did NOT want it to fall in her favor.
Jade, meanwhile, found Azul worrying about the situation quite amusing, the grin on his face growing wider the moment Azul's eyes crossed with his. "And what…," Azul slowly began, "pray tell, is amusing you, Jade?"
"Oh, it's nothing serious, Azul~" Jade muses, the smile on his face widening into a mischievous grin. "Only that your face tells me that you've been thinking about her again, am I right?"
Azul nearly drops his pen, tints of pink threatening to bloom brighter on his cheeks as he stares at the grinning mer before him. He opened his mouth but no words came out, all stuck in the back of his mind still scrambling to make a single coherent thought. "Y… you can't be serious?"
'Was that all that you could say?!?', Azul screamed internally, tempted to hide away in a pot just from the sheer embarrassment. Still, he stood his ground (or rather, sat in place). Jade, however, grinned his widest grin yet, razor sharp teeth shining underneath the fluorescent lights.
"Oh, I am definitely serious."
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The conversation died there but the idea kept lingering in the back of your mind. Even as the day draws to a close and your head lay on the pillow, you would linger back to it and scoff. "A bunch of shit," you would've said if only the lingering image of Azul's face kept coming back to her, with that stupidly smug face and those stupidly smug glasses and his stupidly smug lips.
… somehow, that's where your mind fixated most. You wondered, no matter how small the thought may be, if those lips of his radiated the same warmth like a human or be as icy cold as his mer form.
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… and somehow, even as the next day rolls around, he still couldn't get rid of the thought, haunting even in his waking moments. But like lightning breaking through the sky, his thought came to an abrupt stop as Floyd kicked down the door of the VIP room.
Azul jumps off his seat, about ready to shout at the invading homewrecker, but was beaten to the punch. "Hey Azuuuuuul~ what are you still doing here? You have a date to attend."
… what?
"A date?!" Azul screamed, "There's no time for a date!"
"Yeah, there is." Floyd said, bearing his jagged teeth in a grin. "Let's go already, unless you want me to carry you over there~"
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The thought of Ace carrying you to Mostro Lounge seemed like a fun idea from the start, but the moment he made an off-hand remarks about your weight had you slapping his face with no time for him to react.
What’s worse? This date was taking place in Mostro Lounge. In your rival’s territory of all places. Was this some kind of revenge plan? Were they paid to torture you financially? Who knows?
“So much for being friends,” you mumbled under your breath, finger tapping impatiently on the table.
It didn't even take you too long to seethe as a familiar looking mer comes in from the corner of her eyes, slightly disheveled and red on the face, approaching her table along with one of the tweels. Seriously, if it weren't for the unkept bowtie you wouldn't recognize that as Floyd.
Azul huffs as he takes his seat, Floyd giving him a cordial slap on the back. "Don't have too much fun~" He teased on the way out, leaving the couple in the lounge.
Alone.
With each other.
Awkward tensions rising.
Neither a peep nor a squeak, not even a precursory glance was given. It was just them and the silence.
"… So—"
… so much for silence.
"What brings you here?" Azul tried to play it cool, masking the blush still evident in his cheeks with that smug grin of his. "I do believe that your presence here means that you've admitted defeat?"
Really. So much for silence.
You sighed, putting on your own smug grin and said, "Or maybe, I'm here to see the sorry state of Mostro Lounge after business has been booming on my end."
You see the slight twitch of his lips, your grin growing wider. You were about to drop another quip until someone from across the room suddenly screamed.
"Stop talking about your business for two seconds and talk like normal people!!" The voice sounded exasperated, absolutely done with your and Azul's bullshit.
"… that was definitely Ace." You groaned and Azul nodded. "Seriously, what's his problem?"
"It's the same way with Jade and Floyd. They kept telling me to speak to you like any normal person would." Azul said with a similar exasperated tone as you.
It felt weird and kind of reassuring that Azul was on your side for once… maybe not once but you're not obligated to admit that those were considerable moments at all. Still, "Funny how they're soooo concerned for our well being towards each other."
"You should see them whenever I noticed our usual numbers dipped because of you," He recalled the moment as if it were yesterday, chuckling to himself. "Floyd was more than willing to scare off your customers back to Mostro Lounge."
"Or scare them away for good." You laughed lightly, a blush tinted on your cheeks as Azul had let out a laugh of his own. Somehow, your heart stopped for a moment there.
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Azul was sure he saw a smile appear on your face, that small quirk from the corner of your lips before disappearing back into a flat line. Yes, he was very sure of what he saw. Somehow, that made him hold his breath, even in those few seconds it still did something to him.
Looking back, the signs seemed to be there. Or was it some kind of trick his mind liked to play? Those times of heated arguments and intense standoffs, business transactions that flew between them as they decide how to make a worthwhile compromise. The sudden brush of their fingers as he passes the pen to your hand, that curious look on your face while he reads over the terms and conditions on your own makeshift contract—
Hold on, those aren't important right now! But what is even there to do other than talk? What else is there to talk about??
"S-so—," you suddenly blurted out, brushing off that slight stutter as if he won't be able to catch it. "What have you been up to?"
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A less than graceful question to a less than graceful day. You weren't sure if he's in the mood to be entertained this way but lucky for you, he is. He was told by the local eel menace that if he talked anything about the business, he might get the squeezing of a lifetime. You weren't sure if you wanted to laugh or sympathize with him, but you kept it to yourself instead.
Surprisingly, you find yourself interested in listening to him talk about general academic experiences with a side of club stuff. And more than that, you find yourself sharing about your general academic experiences with your own side of club stuff. To onlookers, it would've been the most mundane discussion ever but for some reason, it's caught your attention more than before.
Was it the change in setting or did you just enjoy the sound of his voice? You guessed it was the latter. But you weren't ready to admit that yet.
Not quite yet.
For now, maybe letting loose like this every once in a while has its perks.
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moonpersonalter · 2 years
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[Hiiiiiii~ sorry for the sudden disappearance, life usually gets to me in many many ways so uh... hi, how's everyone?
Anyway, just some few things before I yeet back to RL stuff.
I'll get back to posting my writings again (and maybe post the personal writing stuff I did for friends and sister) and also answer the asks that are left in my inbox. I'm really really sorry for the late responses, I hope yall aren't too impatient with me huhuhu
Also ahhhhHHHHHH thank u for the 50+ follows!! I didn't expect to have that many considering I flip flop between posting TW and SINo content (with the occasional other content from AO3) but thank u so much ; u ;
I wanna plan a special followers event but idk what yet so hopefully it'll be posted soon.
With all that said, thank u again and I'll be back with posting more content hehe]
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SINoALICE OC: Juliet
Origin: Romeo and Juliet Theme: Manipulation Primary Class: Minstrel
Introduction
ㅤㅤㅤIn the fair city of Verona, there lived a girl and a man. ㅤㅤㅤThe man loved the girl oh so much... ㅤㅤㅤShe led him to his death to set herself free.
ma·nip·u·la·tion /məˌnipyəˈlāSHən/ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤnoun: the use of means to exploit, control, or otherwise influence others to one’s advantage.
Mother. Father. I don't want to marry Paris. He's old. He stinks. Let me stay single, please!
Romeo. You're my answer to my predicament. Love me as much as you want, okay? That's right, we're destined to be.
Friar Lawrence. Please, help me. I still need Romeo. I desperately need him. He's my......
Romeo. Oh my dear Romeo... You've been so kind to me. So obedient. So blind. I'll repay you with a kiss goodbye. Sweet dreams, Sir Montague.
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moonpersonalter · 2 years
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hello, love!
can i have headcanons with octavinelle trio with s/o who is an exorcist and boys wants to see how their s/o performs an exorcism?
sending love ♡
Exorcist S/O [Azul, Jade and Floyd]
[A/N: heya Polly! Sorry if it took a long while to get to your request, I hope you enjoy it still.]
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Azul Ashengrotto
The first time Azul's heard about you being an exorcist, he thought it was quite strange. He's read about exorcism in some book he's read once but it was something more akin to telling ghost to leave the place. After all, ghosts in Twisted Wonderland are mostly friendly. Mostly, at least. Still, he is rather curious how it works.
Of course, there's no better way to learn than to see it in action, right? Despite the warnings you've told him, he reassures you that he'll be fine. After all, no competent mage would leave without preparing himself for the worst, and it takes a lot more preparation on your end to make the whole process go smoothly.
Once he's tagged along with you enough to see how you work, he raises some concerns. Some of which involved needing a second set of hands to assist you in your endeavours. He enjoyed seeing how you work, and enjoyed it more when he spends time with you. And if you needed more money to buy whatever it is you need, he'll gladly help you find people in need of your expertise.
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Jade Leech
It would be a lie to say that Jade Leech isn't a bit interested in you and your ability to use exorcism. Faced with monsters and mages that are far stronger than a mere ghost, he'd like to know more of what makes exorcism effective against them.
When you explained it's not just ghosts that's affected but also different spirits, he's interest is piqued a little more than before. He even offers his hand in assisting you with whatever you need. You have nothing to worry about though, he'll be sure to pull his own weight when things turn sour.
He enjoyed watching how you work. From identifying the threat and preparing accordingly to executing the exorcism itself. Despite some hiccups, he enjoyed the entire experience nonetheless. This time, he'd like you to teach him as well. It helps aid you better, he would say with a grin.
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Floyd Leech
There's a mixed bag of opinions running through Floyd's head. He didn't know much about exorcism since he didn't have the slightest clue what it's about, so it's always up to whatever mood he's in to find out if it's something he'd take a crack at. Now that he knows that his favorite Shrimpy actually knows what it does, of course he'd jump ship and join you in ghost hunting, even though exorcism is a little more different than that.
Although walking around the place at night looking for trickster ghosts sounded like a romantic way of spending time together, Floyd found the entire process of preparing for the exorcism to be boring. He'd grumble and poke at your side, asking if all this is really necessary. He even asked if it's okay to just punch the ghosts away instead, it's faster and far more effective. But since you're the boss tonight, he'll sit still for you.
By the time something does happen, it blows him away so much that he's staring at you awestruck. It gets him excited to join you again for the next night. Maybe this time, you'd skip the boring preparing part, yeah? If not then fine, but at least let him punch the ghosts next time.
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moonpersonalter · 2 years
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Hello! Im not sure if you still writing character interactions, if it is then could i have a interactions for idia in twst? just some a funny confession. (if not you can ignore this request)
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*kicks the door*
IDIA SHROUD!
*kneels*
Just wanted to say first! you are the most handsome and awesome person i know! and you don't know how much i admired you, second! the way you like anime/manga and your passion of gaming, i think you are the one i been looking for! and third no, im not teasing you and joking or even make fun with you, so idia shroud,
*opens le box i was holding and it shows le controller and mangas*
Will you be my player 1 and my otaku boyfriend?
Proposing to [Idia Shroud]
[A/N: hey anon! To be very honest, I can't pass this up, this is too good to pass up. Also, sorry if it's late, irl stuff happened that needed my attention hehe]
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Your intrusion surprised him from another one of his gaming sessions, making him throw his arms up defensively and scream from the top of his lungs. He watched as you pour your heart out in your confession before dropping down to your knee and showing him the box full of mangas and a controller. He stares at you in disbelief.
"W-W-W-W-WHAT?? Wait, back up a second."
He finally drops his arms to the side, shrugging. The surprise that once bursts through his system comes crashing as he's left with a slight feeling that something was amiss here.
"Marriage already? What happened to maxing out our bond first, huh? Skipped several important dialogue choices along the way, too."
Still, looking back at the box in hand, he could see you knew what important bond increasing items would help sweeten the deal here.
"I admire your confidence and taste in manga but how about we begin our route with a date, yeah?"
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moonpersonalter · 2 years
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How about a Cater with a camera shy S/O? uwu
Camera Shy S/O [Cater Diamond]
[A/N: hiiii anon! This is a really cute ask so I hope this is something you'll find to your liking.]
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Cater Diamond
Although Cater loves to take important moments of his life in a single frame, he finds you dodging and blocking your face whenever the camera pans your way to be cute. Sometimes he would whip out his phone and start up his camera, pretending to take a picture of you and watch you effortlessly block it with your textbook in hand. Other times, you'll even use Grim as your certified meatshield and he'd still find it cute.
It makes capturing a photo of you all the more worthwhile. Moments where you're too absorbed in studying or taking care of Grim or what have you, he'd quietly snap a quick pic and keeps it to himself. No way is he showing this side of you to anyone else.
So it's mostly been him taking the pics, but when it was you that offered to take a pic with him, he felt like he's unearthed something way to precious to share. Of course, he'd be honored to have this picture with you. Just one? Why not ten more? Don't start running away after one pic.
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moonpersonalter · 2 years
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How would Azul and Trey react upon seeing their respective S/O in a cute maid outfit? Let's gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
S/O wearing a Maid Outfit [Trey and Azul]
[A/N: I know who this is since we just talk about your oshis but I will refrain from tagging you because I love you and I care for you and therefore, I will give you what you want :) hope you like it hahaha]
When you suddenly burst into the kitchen, the last thing Trey thought was seeing you in a maid outfit. Not the short skirted maid outfits he'd seen trending these days, not at all. These were the genuine article, with the white frills and apron and everything. It must've costed you a lot to have it fit you so perfectly.
Calling him master, though... now that's a little too much. Even if it is a joke, this is really just too much. You can see it on his face, the blush he's trying to cover up with a clean hand. He'll let you help him bake, so please stop calling him that, alright?
Trey Clover
He's embarrassed to admit that it took him this long to finish the tarts. If anyone asked, he'd be more embarrassed to tell that it was because a certain someone was definitely trying to help and not distracting him in any way possible. No, not at all. Next time, just wear your uniform.
Azul Ashengrotto
Azul nearly fell off the chair the moment you came inside the VIP room, feather duster in hand and a determined look on your face. He could definitely hear Jade and Floyd snickering from outside the room. He's definitely sure that this was their idea somehow, it has to be. Azul will surely give these two a stern talking later.
Right now, he's asking you what in the Great Sevens are you doing. Of course, he can see you cleaning but does it have to be in... that? The outfit fits, sure. But is this really necessary? He tries to let you be, doing whatever to his office. Sometimes, he'd give you passing glances every so often that he'd lost track of the numbers.
What's worse, he didn't notice how red his face has gotten. It got even worse when you pointed it out, Azul nearly falling off his chair again and screaming that he's absolutely fine. It took him at least a full five minutes to calm himself before speaking again, as if nothing happened. At least, he got his confidence back somehow.
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In the Case of Love [Leona Kingscholar]
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It's no surprise that when he puts his mind into it, Leona is a capable man. Moreso than he truly lets on. If not for the heavy burden put upon him as the second born prince, maybe then he won't hold himself back on proving himself worthy of something.
After you showed up, things have turned upside down. Magicless in a world full of magic, you'd think it wise to give up as well. But time and time again, your determination somehow gave him a small flicker inside him, the will to keep trying. Tiny as it may, it was still there. And there he began to think of you more often than he realizes.
For the first time in his life, he actually wants to make an effort. Push himself to do something worthwhile. Even if deep down, he knew it would all be for nothing, he did it because it might be worth something to someone else. Even if that someone else might see it differently.
Still... it's worth trying. You're worth trying, even if he's not one to admit it.
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moonpersonalter · 2 years
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Could you possibly do an imagine of Idia, Jade, Floyd, and Azul reacting to a crying/hurt S/O? Thank you so much!
Crying/Hurt S/O [Idia, Jade, Floyd and Azul]
[A/N: awawawaaaa thank you for the ask, anon! I don't know if this is what you had in mind but I hope you like it! Sorry if it looks messy too hehe-]
Idia Shroud
If he were to be honest, he's not good at comforting other people. If it were Ortho, he'd know exactly what to do to make him feel better. But for you, he's pulling out everything that he knows that would make you feel better.
He'd drop his game in a heartbeat just to hug you. Even with the initial hesitance on his part, he'd still do it for you. Don't worry about his game, a small smear in his win record doesn't hold a candle to what you're going through right now. He'd lend you his shoulder to cry on, patting your back with slightly shakey hands. Forgive him for being so nervous, he rarely ever has the chance to comfort another person but to you, you wouldn't have it any other way.
If he were a little more vocal, he'd as what's gotten you sobbing this much. Did someone hurt you? Made you feel upset? He'd want to find out who these people are that put you in this state and give them the hell they deserve. But he'll save that for later. Right now, you need him more than he needs to put people in their place.
Jade Leech
Seeing you holding back tears, shoulders tense and fists clenched, he'd assumed already that something happened. Without a second thought, he'd wrap his arms around you, gently holding the back of your head and have you lean against his shoulder. It's okay to cry now, there's no one else in his room but you and him.
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While tears started streaming down your face, he's already plotted at least several plans on how to make whoever did this to you in pure misery. Whatever they did, he'll be sure to make their lives miserable.
If it were something like a bad memory or an awful nightmare, he'd be more than happy to stay right beside you. He'd get you something to drink and listen to you talk about it for hours. He'll even hold your hand or pull you in for a hug if needed. Anything, as long as it'll help you.
Floyd Leech
Unlike Jade, Floyd is visibly pissed at the state you're in. A sobbing mess beside him, rubbing your eyes dry from the continuous tears streaming down your face. He could feel anger boiling inside him, more than tempted to stomp his way and beat the shit out of whoever put you through this state.
He definitely will, no doubt about it, but with your hand holding onto his arm so tightly, he felt compelled to stay by your side. He'd give you a light squeezing, considerate of your stuffy nose making it harder for you to breathe. He'd tell you how sad he is seeing you like this, how much he'd want to confront whoever hurt you and teach them a lesson. Even if you protest, he'd still do it. It's their fault anyway.
Cheering you up? He'll do the things he does to cheer himself up with you. Whatever it is, it's never something half-hearted. Floyd always does what he thinks is fun and interesting. Dancing helps get the blues out, or even running around the fields does the trick. If you're not into anything physical, he'd always suggest naps. They're always fun when he has his favorite Shrimpy beside him.
Azul Ashengrotto
He hates the idea of seeing you in pain, let alone be in tears. It reminded him too much of himself, of his childhood, of how he was teased and bullied for how he looks. Of course, he'd hate seeing you like that.
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Whatever he was doing, he'll put everything on hold just to put all his attention on you. It's no trouble, really, even if you think you're being a bother. He'll pull you in close, hold onto you tightly, hiding your face on his shoulder, even letting you wipe your nose on his suit. It's okay, you're allowed to let it all out.
Once you've calmed down, it's when he'll ask you calmly what happened. If it was someone that hurt you then he's more than willing to make some arrangements to have the person taken cared of. If it wasn't a person but something personal, something you were afraid of saying, then tell him. He'll listen to you without question, that's how much he cares about you.
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moonpersonalter · 2 years
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Could you possibly do an imagine for Rook Hunt, Floyd Leech, and Idia Shroud finding out their s/o is ftm (transmasc)?
Transmasc S/O [Rook, Floyd and Idia]
[A/N: heya anon! Idk if I'm qualified to write this but I'll do my best either way. I hope you enjoy it!]
Rook Hunt
It comes as no surprise to anyone that Rook would still find you beautiful, shining even, knowing that you are being true to yourself. If this is what you want then who is he to deny what makes someone shine more than ever before, right?
He'll be the first to offer you help with whatever you need. A haircut? No problem, he'd do his best to give you the haircut that suits you. Need clothes that matchs your prefered style? Sure thing, he's already gotten your measurements and is off to get them for you. There's nothing more than he loves than to see how comfortable and confident you are.
About the other boys that are invalidating you for your choices? They'll be on top of his list for sure. After all, there's no denying that some persuasion is needed for these boys. Don't worry though, this is all Vil approved... for the most part.
Floyd Leech
To Floyd, does it really matter whether you're a boy or a girl? Isn't the important question here is if you're still his Shrimpy or not?
It's not that he doesn't care but it's a matter of seeing you happy for being you. After all, your happiness is worth more to him than seeing you miserable over yourself. He loves you, he loves squeezing you until your nearly out of breath, he loves sneaking up behind you and surprising you with his presence. There's nothing stopping him from doing all that with you.
If anyone tries to harm you or demean you in any way, he won't hesitate to throw hands at the person. Even throwing odd looks at you would make him stare back at them menacingly, showing his sharp teeth in a creepy grin as he watches those nobodies shuffle away. No one is allowed to be mean to you in his presence.
Idia Shroud
Idia would initially be surprised but it wouldn't last that long as he'd go back to his usual self, stating that some video games let you change between male and female so freely, why would this be any different? He may treat things as if it were a video game but in reality, he knows how to handle these sort well.
To him, what's important is what makes you the most comfortable. If you play a character you don't even like then what's the point in playing the game at all? It's a matter of choosing which one gives you the maximum enjoyment, so would it be possible for you to come back and play the game with him now?
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He's also aware that not everything can be treated like a video game. Not everyone would be accepting of the new you. If ever someone's giving you a hard time, be sure to tell him all about it. Don't worry, he won't do anything too badly. He'll just casually pull up these people's deepest darkest secrets that lurk within cyberspace and expose them to the whole class. Or better yet, the whole campus.
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moonpersonalter · 2 years
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Can I please get deuce malleus and jade with a motherly or otherwise nurturing s/o? Always there to lend an ear and likes to bring them snacks unprompted, that sorta stuff.
Nurturing S/O [Deuce, Jade and Malleus]
[A/N: Hi anon! You're actually the first to drop in a request so I feel kinda nervous writing this hahaha- idk if this is to your liking but I hope you enjoy it.]
Deuce tries his best to be a model student. He attends his classes on time, does his homework, even puts an effort in looking prim and proper. Despite all that, his work tends to be on the sloppy side.
Deuce Spade
As his partner, you do your best to help and support him in whatever he does. When he's having difficulty with a question in today's homework, you teach him how it's done. When there's an upcoming test that he forgot to study for, you take him out for study sessions with Ace and Grim. Sometimes, he does this on purpose just so he could see you more often.
Jade Leech
As Vice Housewarden of Octavinelle, Jade makes sure that no hair is out of line. From assisting Azul, maintaining Mostro Lounge, keeping the students in line, AND making sure Floyd does his job can be quite tiresome.
After club meetings, you'd meet him by the fields, bringing some snacks and water after training so hard. Sometimes, you'd even pat him on the head, praising him for doing a good job. He appreciates it very much, more than you could even imagine, but he's not one to tell confidently.
By the time Jade finally gets to rest, he's already too tired to do anything else. Around this time as well, you come along and bring him something to drink. Tea or coffee or whatever the eel feels like drinking, you do your best to help him relax for this short moment. Jade would thank you for taking your time to do this for him but also apologizes for keeping you from doing something else productive. But knowing his partner? It's the least you could do for all the hard work he's done.
Malleus Draconia
Malleus tends to visit Ramshackle dorm during the nights, prefering times where the world feels still, as if he were the only one present. At times, he didn't mind the loneliness, but there were other times he'd like the company a little more. Especially when you're around.
During the night, Malleus would share weird little fun facts about the gargoyles around Ramshackle, telling you in detail the intricate carvings of these magnificent beasts. Not many would find it interesting, but you do. He'd find you strange for agreeing but you were the first human he's ever befriended, so he'd find that quality of yours endearing.
Sometimes, whenever he comes back from hiking, you'd spend the rest of your day listening to him talk about all the mushrooms he'd collected with great interest. At times, you'd even share a bit of your own mushroom knowledge and exchange opinions on what's the best mushroom to cook while on a hike. These were the moments he liked the most.
Malleus isn't too knowledgeable in the latest tech trends, so he usually either asks Lilia or you for help. Of course, you'd help him learn how to operate something as simple as a phone. Sometimes you'll even teach him about games and sure enough, he'd always come looking for you to show off the new costume he got for his Gao Gao Dragon.
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moonpersonalter · 2 years
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In the Case of Love [Azul Ashengrotto]
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It's true that Azul Ashengrotto is smart. As someone who's worked his way to the top of his class, there's no denying that he has more than earned his right to brag about how great he is. When it comes to love...
He knows the definition of it.
He knows the signs.
He's studied what makes people feel love.
What he fails to recognize is when he is the one in love. The passing thought of you. The attention he puts in recognizing you by voice alone. The feeling of peace and comfort whenever you're with him. The small twinkle in his eyes when he spots you in a crowded place.
The many telltale signs of love that books fail to cover. He denies the idea, but couldn't help but be ever closer to you. You, who despite knowing all his faults, still looks at him with a genuine smile on your face.
He wishes that somehow, if he still knows how to keep his cool, he'd hide the blush that keeps threatening to show itself on his cheeks.
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moonpersonalter · 2 years
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SINoALICE OC: Pygmalion
Origin: Metamorphoses Theme: Perfection Primary Class: Sorcerer
Introduction
ㅤㅤWith these hands of mine, I will capture her beauty ㅤㅤNeither God nor Man are capable of a feat ㅤㅤPerfection incarnate, my dearest and most treasured Galatea
per·fec·tion /pərˈfekSH(ə)n/
ㅤㅤㅤㅤnoun: the condition, state, or quality of being free or as free as possible from all flaws or defects.
There once was a king in Cyrpus who desired no ordinary woman. Disgusted by the Propoetides and their faults as women, he threw himself into sculpting, his only company being ivory and marble.
With delicate hands and focused eyes, he carefully carved off pieces of stone, revealing the beautiful woman that hid underneath the rough surface. Hair that mimicked the flowing wind, body shaped like that of mountains, lips more plump and soft-looking. Oh, how he wished she were human...
One day, he prayed to the Goddess Aphrodite, asking for her divine grace that he'd meet a woman as beautiful and perfect as his creation, the woman made of ivory. His prayers, quiet and desperate, reached the ears of the goddess. In her infinite kindness, she granted his wish.
What the king met afterwards was not a woman of ivory, but of flesh and blood. What gazed back at him were not eyes filled with love, but hollow and lifeless. Even her stride felt off, lacking in elegance and purpose. Crack, chip, break. This was no creation of his.
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Mrs. Fox / Paladin
[A/N: So, I may have written the wrong job story for Mrs. Fox. My initial post showcased her job story, which is fine but it's written more for her Breaker than Paladin. So, here's her actual Paladin job story.]
Mr. Frog's Thoughts "The lady Mrs. Fox looked so divine. Even when she grieves for the late Mr. Fox, her beauty still shines through. I may not look the part, but my heart is in the right place and I know what's best for her."
Mr. Dog's Thoughts "Tis' true, that the late Mr. Fox left his wife bereaved. 'Tis cruel of him to leave his most prized possession alone in a lofty estate. And t'was that I made my way to the lady's home to make her mine."
Maid Cat's Thoughts "It hurts my heart to see my lady in pain. As her maid, it was my job to keep her company until the passing of late Mr. Fox has quelled in her heart. For the meantime, no suitors shall hold the hand of my lady."
Mr. Fox's Thoughts "That dastardly wicked wife of mine, thinking I wouldn't notice her eyeing on another man! What would she do without me? She would be homeless without my aid! If I pretended to be dead, she would realize sooner that she's nothing without me!"
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