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Runs and trips and falls

(out of breath) may I please request hurt comfort with Idia (gender neutral reader) it doesn't matter what I'm a poor orphaned boy who must be fed

"only you"

Idia Shroud x GN!reader| oneshot

Summary- Idia seems to be avoiding you and you don't know why.

Cw- hurt/comfort, poor communication, Idia is bad with feelings, reader is yuu

Word count: 1622

A/N: we are so back chat, hope you enjoy!

School was taking a huge toll on you. At one point you were just a regular college student, until you were transported to a completely different world. By some “luck” you still had to do school work. However everything was slightly altered here.

Going to Night Naven College was like being a black sheep among a herd of white sheep. Everyone knew what they were doing. You on the other hand were still trying to catch-up. You had no magic and little knowledge of anything that this world had to offer.

On top of that you were living in a run down dorm with just enough money to survive. To say you were tired was an understatement. However there was one light in your life that kept you going.

Idia Shroud. He was socially anxious, shut in who with no doubt could be a little rude sometimes was your best friend. You'd often spend your time at Ignihyde. You'd listen to the guy rant about some game he was playing or other times you two would just sit in a comfortable silence.

You don't know why but being around Idia calmed your mind. If you could describe him he'd be like the eye of a hurricane. The one safe and peaceful point. He was an anchor to you; he grounded you in this unfamiliar place.

You couldn't explain truly he just made you feel…human.

So when he started to ignore you. It hurt…real bad. He'd not pick up or return your calls at first. Not out of the ordinary he sometimes did that. He'd not reply to your texts, even after you clearly saw that he received your message. It honestly made you anxious.

Maybe you were reading way too much into it. That was until you were at a meeting that for some reason required you to be involved.

You smiled when you saw the familiar blue flames of hair. When you went to go talk to him however he just walked away. It shattered your heart in a way you couldn't understand.

He was ignoring you. And it stung so fucking bad. Your safe place was…ignoring you.

Soon that became the only thing you could think about. What could you have done to upset him? Did your usual teasing actually get him mad or upset bim? Did he hate you? You didn't know and it was driving you crazy.

You couldn't find a reason for Idia to just flat out start avoiding you. Seriously, what could you have done? Over time he stopped reading your messages all together.

It felt like a knife straight through your heart. Eventually you just focused on school, letting the work consume you. While you had other friends, yes , they didn't have the same bond you and Idia shared.

You tried to ignore the aching in your heart. The way you'd feel so empty when he wasn't around. It was weird. Felt so odd to not have him talk to you about some new niche anime or have him rest in your lap while you watched him play a game.

Those were moments you cherished. And you'd replay those memories over and over trying to search for where you screwed up , for why he'd start to distance himself

—

You groaned, you didn't know what you were doing. Maybe it's just your sleep deprived brain that dragged you here. You should turn back. But just as you decided of course you were stopped by a hand gripping into your uniform.

“[Name] what a wonderful surprise!” A voice chirped.

Your eyes widened before you turned the other way. “ Hi Ortho, I was actually about to get going sorry” you spoke, patting his head.

“Oh but, it's been so long since I've seen you! I'm sure my brother feels the same way why don't you come In please “

“Ortho wait..” Ah who were you kidding you couldn't resist the way his eyes looked so sad. You let him pull you along even if your insides are screaming to go the other way. Yet that small part of you went along because you missed being there.

“w-what are you doing here?” Squeaked a familiar voice.Your heart basically stopped actually seeing Idia. Your mouth felt dry and your legs started to shake. You didn't know why.

You didn't even realize tears started to fall down your cheeks.

Idia’s golden eyes widened in panic as he saw the tears streaming down your face. He froze, his nervous fidgeting intensifying as his hands gripped the edges of his hoodie like a lifeline. His blue flames flickered.

“I'm sorry— I just” you hiccuped. Embarrassed, you tried to wipe away your tears but they just kept falling.

“W-why the heck are you crying?” he stammered, his voice rising slightly in pitch. His gaze darted everywhere. You couldn't help but cry harder at his words. He awkwardly moved closer to you.

You didn't clock the fact you yourself were moving closer before you latched yourself into his body in a hug. Burying your face into his chest while you continued to sob uncontrollably.

The weight of every stressful event that has happened up until this point finally got to you, just seeing Idia was the tipping point. You were so exhausted truly. You sniffled into his hoodie as he awkwardly wrapped an arm around you. As if you were a fragile piece of glass and if he handled you wrong you'd shatter.

You pulled away enough to look Idia in his eyes, his yellow ones looked concerned and conflicted. “Why- have” you paused for a moment. “Why have you been ignoring me…” your voice cracked and it almost came out like a broken whisper.

“I- uh I… “ The house warden started. His mouth opened and closed but words never left him. He ran a hand through his hair struggling to come up with the right words.

His frown deepened when you started to cry a bit harder, hesitant he went to reach out for you. You let him pull you close to him again.

“Look It's not…you. It's just I thought it would be better if I just…” he mumbled eyes farting everywhere but your form. Your grip on his hoodie tightened.

“Why would that be better, why would ignoring me be better;,do you know how much that hurt me?” You choked. Idia cringed and just sighed. Guilt flashing across his face.

“I know …I know. I hurt you and I'm really really sorry I just…” words seemed to be caught in his throat. He couldn't explain how he felt to you. It was so nerve-wracking and he'd only make things worse. He hurt you, but you deserved to know.

He mumbled something under his breath , something you couldn't make out.

“What was that?”

“I like like you okay, like I want you to be part of my party way, like if we were in a dating sim your hearts would be maxed out time of like— and I just thought I'd never stand a chance and that you deserve someone who isn't so…me, that it would be better if you just would forget about me” He stammered out, pink creeping into his pale cheeks.

You were stunned and for a moment you could just stare at him. He flinched and looked away at your gaze.

“It just thought it would be easier…” he muttered just above a whisper. His golden eyes finally met you when you started to laugh through your tears.

“Idia you idiot! Why would I care about that?” You giggled breathlessly, wiping away your tears and you let out a sigh of relief.

“Well you're just so amazing [Name]! I'm some shut in who can't properly socialize, I'd mess everything up if I -”

Idia’s brain short-circuited when you cut him off by pulling him into a kiss. His hair flashed pink as your soft lips met his blue ones. He didn't know how to react. He could have died right there.

“I like you too you dummy, and I wouldn't have it any other way so…please don't shut me out again “ You said looking him in the eyes, your voice getting quieter at the last few words.

The house warden brought a hand to his lips and nodded. A small smile tugged at your lips and you couldn't help the small laugh that left your throat at his flustered state.

“But…”

“No buts, I don't want any ‘better’ I want you Idia, nothing is going to change that” you spoke softly, hands picking up his own. He opened his mouth but immediately shut it, not trusting himself enough for the right words to leave his mouth.

“Okay…I-I'm sorry for being a coward…” he mumbled the apology. You just smiled and shook your head. Sighing you leaned into him more and rested your head on his chest again.

Slender arms wrapped around you tightly, Idia rested his head on yours as well. You two stayed silent just matching one anothers breathing taking in each other. You were where you belonged. Your safe place. Your anchor.

“I love you” you whispered, but you made sure he could hear. The blush across his face became redder, embarrassed he buried his face in your hair. After a moment he had enough courage to respond.

“I…love you too…could you…kiss me again “ he spoke meekly. You giggled and cupped his face in your hands before pulling him into another kiss. This onez more soft and meaningful. The house warden basically melted in your touch.

“You're so cute, you know that” You teased, pulling away never letting go of his face. His hands rested on yours as his eyes looked around too embarrassed to meet your face.

“You're going to kill me…

MASTERLIST

"Just a Distant Memory I Used to Know "

Chapter 4 - EyelessJack x GNreader

Previous - chapter index

Cw- mentions of blood, nightmares [reader doesn't think rationally but it's a creepypasta x reader what do you expect]

Summary: EJ appears in your home.

Word count: 3035

“Yeah…”

His mind was going a hundred miles per hour. Every time you spoke in that same damn voice it made me feel crazy.

“Do you always, like er, wear that?” You chuckled light heartedly, commenting on his seemingly identical appearance.

Your words fell on deaf ears. They reached him even making the pointed ears twitch underneath his hood. Yet he didn't respond. His brain conflicted.

He missed you so much but it's not the same. He used to yearn for your voice, to hear it one last time. Now he wanted to rip off his ears to ignore the fact you're actually here and not just a figment of his imagination.

He wish this was just a fucked up joke his twisted mind was playing on him. He didn't want to accept the fact you're here. Because it's not the same. Nothing will be the same.

He's changed. He wants to hold you tell you everything to tell you how fucking sorry he was. How much he missed you, how much he thought of you. You were his only true friend, he never moved on.

Yet he wasn't human. You don't remember what happened that night. You don't remember him at all. So shouldn't he just forget you.

But how could you, how could he when you stood there in front of him, seeking him out. He felt trapped. He didn't like it. Emotions weren't something a monster was supposed to feel.

He was weak and sad.

“Oh sorry, that was offensive” You apologized, snapping him out of his thoughts. He smiled. Why was he smiling?

“No sorry I was just lost in thought, no harm done” He spoke, accent thick. What was he thinking? He could have walked away with you thinking you upset him or something perfect excuse to stay away from you. Yet it's never that simple is it. He wanted to talk to you. Despite every part of him screaming to leave you alone.

You let out a sigh of relief glad you hadn't pissed off this guy. You still were understandably werry of him. You looked up at him and gave him an awkward smile.

“[Name]” A voice called behind you. Hunter awkwardly looked down as he tugged at your sweater. He looked anxious and his black locs fell over his face.

Jack quickly recognized the boy. Hunter was your pride and joy when you were a teen. You took care of him and all his needs. You'd juggle your school along with him. Jack would admire the way you were so put together and responsible at such a young age.

“Oh yeah what's up?” You said turning to the raven hair ruffling his hair making him ease up a bit. Just like you used too. Jack couldn't take his eyes-or lack of, off you.

“Is he one of your friends?” He asked, chipped tooth showing. He looked up at the tall masked man. You patted his head and gave him a reassuring smile.

You looked at Jack then back at Hunter. You definitely wouldn't call this guy your friend. He was still a stranger. A stranger that you feel like you know. Maybe you were just losing it.

While he made you extremely uneasy, every time you spoke with him it felt…natural.

“No me and Mr mask aren't friends, we just keep bumping into each other” You said looking at Jack. The brunette froze. For some reason you looking at him like that made him feel something.It was almost nostalgic.

He realized you were waiting for him to say something. He quickly cleared his throat and nodded his head.

“Mhm…although Is Mr mask necessary” He spoke. Here he was talking to you like it was nothing. Like he was some regular guy. Like he wasn't a murderer, like he hadn't eaten people,like he wasn't part of the reason people were going missing; showing up dead.

He didn't need to be around you. He didn't deserve it. It wasn't right nor fair. You didn't need to deal with him. He caused so much trauma, and you didn't even know it was him. You still sat and smiled at him.

He was selfish. So fucking selfish. Was it so wrong to pretend? At least for a little while…

“Well unless you tell me your name that's what we're going with it” You snickered. Jack would roll his eyes if he had anything.

“Okay you can call me EJ” He stated, crossing his arms. He usually disliked when his roommates would call him EJ or any form of eyeless Jack. It reminded him how he wasn't human anymore. But he couldn't find himself telling you his name.

“Okay well EJ, I'm [name], nice to formally meet you, this is Hunter my younger brother” You smiled up at him. You didn't know why you trusted him so much.

It was like a guy feeling. To just let it happen. You were reckless. This was a stranger, you couldn't ignore the way the feeling of eyes watching you would always find you when he was around. Or deny the way your stomach would twist. How uncomfortable your body and mind seemed to be subconsciously.

“Well I have to finish up some things so, I'll probably see you around. Stay safe!”

“You…too”

—

You laid on the couch in your living room. You were exhausted but couldn't sleep. Hunter had already gone off to bed since he had school in the morning. So you were just left to your own thoughts.

The brown kitten you now called Leona snuggled up in your neck. You brushed against his fur as he purred soundly.

You stared up at the ceiling blankly. The sound of the TV you had on to try and entertain yourself was drowned out by your thoughts.

What was going on with you. Lately you've been having even weirder dreams. So much so you've been avoiding sleep like crazy. You know you needed it. You couldn't function without it.

Yet every time you slept you'd have a dream. A memory. The last one you remember so vividly.

You were in a room. It was dark but familiar. Looked like a dorm. Probably your's. You were in a panic. The way your heart pounded in your ears felt too real.

You remember having one goal. Finding a place to hide. From someone. Something. You could smell blood. It made your skin crawl. You looked for any sign of movement, holding your breath as to not be loud.

You remember hearing the sound of heavy footsteps. A figure stood over you. Looked almost human but it was too tall. It was blurry you couldn't remember what it looked like. You wanted to scream but nothing left your throat in shock.

“Please…”

And then you woke up. Your face scrunched up at the thought. It was just a nightmare yet it felt so real and so familiar. You were convinced it was a memory. Something to do with your past.

Or maybe you were just an insane person whose life has been so distorted you don't know what's reality and what's fiction anymore.

You needed to talk to your therapist. As soon as possible. This was getting out of control.

You signed and rested a hand over your face. You needed sleep. You had to work at the office. The thought made you groan , you could already feel the headache from your coworkers from here.

You needed a day off or something. Maybe you'd take Raven up on her next offer of going out. …Maybe.

You felt your eyes start to flutter shut as the exhaustion of the day caught up with you. Leona let out a yawn and as if on cue you did too.

“Good night little guy”

—

“You know you should be more careful Toby” The man said, weaving the stitch through the shorter brunette’s wound. Toby watched blankly as the demon carefully threaded the needle through his rough skin.

“I k-know “ He huffed, leaning back on the medical bed.

“Seriously this isn't going to heal if you keep popping the stitch” The masked man scolded.

“Ye-yes doc, since wh-hen did you care so m-much anyway, don't tell me you've gone soft on me” Toby teased. Jack paused for a second before continuing.

“You wish, I'm tired of doing it over and over, you need to learn to do it yourself, you guys love being so reckless but don't know how to patch yourselves up” The eyeless demons stated simply.

The brunette huffed and looked to the side. He felt like he needed to talk about something even if he knew Jack was more than content with staying quiet.

“You know y-you keep disa-apppearing lately” He spoke, his hands tapping on his leg.

Jack paused. He had been leaving a lot more lately. Since you came back into his life. He would always tell himself he was scooping out easier prey areas.

He knew that wasn't true. At one point of time it was until last month. He knew he left more often in hopes to see you. He hated that he yearned for your presence so much.

He was doing perfectly fine up until you came back into his life. Maybe it was because you were the only preserved thing from when he was human. So close but always out of reach. He knew the circumstances. He didn't need friends.

That's what he told himself.

“I suppose I have…”

—-

One the count of reckless things Jack has done in the last year this was the most. He narrowed his eyes watching as the police searched the ground from the balcony he was on.

His sharp teeth went into his cheek as he made sure to make himself as small as possible. He needed to find somewhere to hide for a bit.

Granted he could realistically take out them all. He just was not in the proper headspace. He groaned as he leaned against the glass of the sliding glass door.

He'd broken into places before to hunker down. And from the looks of it, whoever lived there wasn't home or was asleep.

He expected to have to break a lock but to his surprise the door was simply…open. Man who ever lived here was really forgetful or a dumbass.

He closed the door behind him as softly as possible. The brunette smelled another animal in the home. He looked around not seeing anything.

He sat on the floor and whipped the blood from off his mask with his sleeve. He ran his tongue across his teeth feeling the sharpness.

The metallic taste of blood still lingered in his mouth. He just ate yet he was still hungry. It was like no matter how much he ate the fire wouldn't die out.

The hooded man’s ears twitched as a meow filled the quiet room. A brown kitten sat in front of him. He blinked before quietly trying to shoo the cat away. This only piqued the kitten's interest more and he moved closer, climbing into Jack's lap.

The demon didn't know what to do and awkwardly picked up the feline and held him away from his body.

Jack placed him down but the kitten only came back playfully nibbling on his fingers. The small creature was undeniably cute but Jack wasn't here to play with a house cat.

The kitten meows again as if begging for attention. The demon sighed and petted the kitten causing him to purr. Friendly cat.

The masked man's ears perked up at the sound of keys jingling. He was quick to get up. Claws subconsciously gripping his scalp. The cat ran over to the door meowing loudly.

He backed up into the Shadows. He didn't want to kill another tonight but sometimes that's just how it goes. Ready to pounce, the door opened.

“Leona!” A familiar voice rang out. His sockets wided. Every part of his body stood still as you stepped more into the apartment too focused on the brown cat for you to notice him.

He couldn't hurt you. Not like he'd ever think of it. He unfortunately had no backbone when it came to you. After all these years that hadn't changed.

“EJ?!?” You yelled almost in a whisper. Your eyebrows furrowed as you picked up Leona in your arms. You swallowed thickly. What the fuck was going on.

EJ was usually creepy but him in your home especially in the dark was just so unsettling. You reasonably were scared and wanted to yell but you also didn't want to wake your brother.

You took in his figure everything about his usual state was ten times creeper. It's like he was taller, more animal-like. Your eyes widened when you noticed the dried blood on his mask.

“Wh-what are you doing here! Did you follow me? how did you get in ?” you stammered words not coming out how you'd like.

Jack tried to make himself smaller as much as he could. “[Name ] let me explain I'm not here to hurt you” he tried to reassure you, trying to seem as non threatening as possible which was basically impossible.

You were scared and tired. You set Leona down and he stayed between your legs looking between you and Jack. You slid onto the floor and curled up.

“Where you stalking me” you voiced trying to stay calm. Why were you just talking? Why weren't you screaming for help or calling the cops?

“No…I was looking for a place to…lay low it just so happened to be your place since your balcony was unlocked I swear I didn't come intentionally!” He spoke. He was being honest but he didn't know if you'd believe him.

If that would even help his case since he basically just admitted to needing to hide from the cops. Maybe it was best for you to know him for who he was. A monster.

“So you just go breaking into people's homes, not cool man “ you chuckled. You'd always resort to humor in these situations.

“I mean what did you want me to do?” He playfully added. Talking as if this whole situation wasn't insane.

You snorted and shook your head. “Not get blood all over my carpet and cat” you said looking down at Leona whose fur was slightly covered in crimson.

“Sorry about that…” He muttered. This was weird. Why were you too just…talking? He's clearly dangerous so you seriously have no fear in your body. No, not that you were definitely scared.

You were just…stupid.

“I suppose you both need to be cleaned up.” You spoke shakily picking up Leona again along with the bag you came in with.

You slowly walked into your apartment more. Jack didn't know what to do so he just followed. Him walking behind you was so…uncomfortable. Yet you just continued.

You made it to the bathroom. Before placing Leona in the sink. He meowed trying to cling onto you but you unlatched his claws from your shirt.

You were already planning on giving him a bath. You even got him a collar on your way home. You were exhausted, everything was so much. Perhaps you were just too tired for your brain to really register the danger that looked behind you.

You told Jack he could wash his hands in the tub almost like a command. He nodded and turned to the low tub. The bathroom was a bit cramped with you both in it because of his large stature .

He made himself as small as he could. He looked more human now. So many thoughts filled his head but he just bit his lip.

“You know I should have known you were some serial killer, your odd appearance and the recent murders, should have been more suspicious huh” You said trying to find humor in the situation.

Your stomach turned as the blood washed from his chestnut colored fur. His green eyes looking up at you, big and wide. You smiled a little, scratching under his chin.

“Yea and yet you're not calling the cops” The masked man said, making sure to get up under his clawed hands. He watched as the blood followed in the water down the drain.

“I should…”

“But I won't “ You said, grabbing a towel to rub Leona dry. You really should. That would be the logical sensible thing an adult should do. This could put your brother at risk but when look turned to look at Jack still hunched over the tub you just…couldn't.

“EJ”

“[Name]”

“You have a lot of explaining to do” you spoke, picking up the now shivering kitten completely wrapping him up in the towel.

You seriously needed a break, you were just so tired. You sluggishly flopped on the couch. You put the green collar around his neck.

“There you go Leo! Matches your eyes” you baby talked him. He meowed ears twitching. His head rested on your leg. You sighed.

“His name is Leo?” The masked man said, his British accent unusually prominent as he spoke.

“Leona,” You corrected before sitting up.

Jack stared at you. This felt so familiar just sitting talking. Just like when you were two stupid teens. He sort of envied the way you managed to stay practically the same. He was more than different looking from when he was a teen.

He watched your lazy eyes as you yawned. Your work clothes a mess and your name tag hung from your neck by your lanyard.Dark circles are very clear on your face. He could tell you weren't sleeping often.

“So why were you hiding from the cops “

“Hungry”

He was being honest. No point lying to you. Hiding himself from you.

You quickly put two and two together. You face subconsciously cringed. Your skin crawled as you realized he was behind the killings involving missing organs.

“You're a …cannibal wow that was just not on my list of things to find out tonight…none of this was” You said petting the purring cat that was buried into your lap.

Jack huffed. “I wouldn't say that, I would be if I was human”

“What do you mean?”

—-

TWISTED WONDERLAND MASTERLIST!

Leona Kingscholar

Nightmare - Leona x GN!reader-oneshot

Kalim Al Asim

Kalim x shy!reader headcanons

Idia Shroud

Only you - Idia Shroud x GN!reader -oneshot

Malleus Draconia

Different - Malleus Draconia x GN!reader-oneshot

TWISTED WONDERLAND SELF-AWARE AU

Yan!House wardensx GN! reader

"Neighborly nuisance" Yan!Leona Kingscholar x GN!reader

"Take a break" Riddle Rosehearts x GN!reader

"courting?!?" Malleus Draconia x GN!reader

Extra

How they sleep/cuddle you in bed-all NRC boys

NON X READERS

Fireworks Jamil x Kalim

Ex!leovil hc

nothing else yet check back later!

reqs rules

Twisted wonderland Self-aware au

Housewardens x GN!Reader

Cw- obsessive and possessive behavior, isolation all that good yandere stuff (remember none of this behavior is healthy nor do I condone it this is purely for entertainment )

A/n: I wrote this while dying of the flu I am not built for the cold weather release me from my chains

You downloaded the game for fun. As any normal person usually does. What you weren't prepared for was when your game started acting weird.

It started small, your characters dialogue wouldn't line up with the videos you've seen. No big deal perhaps they just got changed during an update.

It got a bit weirder whenever you'd start seeing new sprites you haven't seen anywhere else. You tried to shrug it off as you just managed to get a newer version of the game(somehow).

You swore the characters started to address you more directly but you again tried to ignore it. You just thought your brain was playing tricks on you.

It was only until you realized you left your phone at your apartment. You quickly rushed home to retrieve it just to find a very real house warden in your home.

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

REALIZATION:

When Riddle first suddenly became aware of the fact his existence was nothing but code he was unbelievably out of it. All the conversations he had, his harsh upbringing, everything was just part of his character. Were the feelings of anger, confusion and acceptance even real? He went on a bit of a rampage being harsher than usual but he didn't wish to shatter the reality for everyone else (he'd also sound more like a mad hatter If he tried to explain the fact they were just in a game) So no one knew why for the next month Riddle was more on edge than usual.

He came to accept the fact his life was nothing but a path set for him. He instead started to focus on you(or should I say yuu)

He soon realized that the ramshackle perfect was nothing but a hollow shell. No notable personality or backstory. But he soon managed to be aware of your experience. Glitches allowed him to hear snippets of your voice and how you truly felt. He was your favorite and he wanted it to stay that way.

He'd make sure he was always on your home screen. He'd even get risky and start talking to you directly. He'd listen to you ramble as you played the game. His face would flush red not out of anger but embarrassment when you'd change his outfits or get excited when you realized he'd gotten a new card.

He wished there wasn't a screen keeping you away from each other...

BREAKING CODE:

(I like to think this would be similar to an overblot In a way and enough emotion could cause them to lose themselves and eventually overwrite their code)

Riddle was over the moon. He was really in your room. Sevens he never thought a day would come where he'd be standing in your space. It was so you...

It felt weird, in a space that wasn't just there for scenes. It was actually lived in.

When he sees you he feels as if he succeeded in his life's purpose. You're confused and he can see that. He tries to explain to you how he didn't even know how he had gotten where he was.

You let him stay in your apartment because you couldn't really let him out in a world he knows nothing about. You're too kind he says.

DAY TO DAY LIFE:

Riddle takes care of most of the household chores. While you're gone, he keeps himself busy by tidying up, reading, or researching ways to improve the home environment. As well as constantly making rules for you to follow. He's so used to rules being set in place, it's what he was programmed to do so In the beginning you let it slide.

However he becomes controlling, trying to regulate every aspect of your life to “protect” you. He insists on setting the rules for "safety" and gets visibly distressed if you don't follow them.

Constantly checks if the you're eating properly or following a “schedule” he created for you both. If you don't he'll sometimes scold you harshly like he would in game. He'll apologize later in fear of upsetting you, he just wants you to be safe.

Becomes passive-aggressive if you end up spending too much time with others, interpreting it as rebellion. All he's trying to do is set you on the right path , can't you see that?

-"It’s for your own good [Name],Without guidance, this world will overwhelm you. Let me take care of you."

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

REALIZATION:

When Leona realizes he's in a video game he's surprisingly the calmest. He's upset and disorientated but he doesn't cause a big scene or let it be known he's losing his mind. He's used to concealing how he feels from others; it's in his codeHe's more laid back after this fact. No matter what he did he'd never be able to change his fate, because it was already set for him he had no control over it. So why did it matter what he did?

When you caught his attention the beast man was obsessed with proving himself to you. To him you were the only person who saw him for him. Who understood him. He was your favorite.

He'd never been anyone's number one anything before and the fact you choose him he wasn't going to let anything take that away from him.

The screen was just another obstacle he'll overcome to get what he wants.

BREAKING CODE:

Leona was really in your room...your room. He felt overcome with joy. Genuine joy, something he'd...never felt. Everything he felt up until then was just what the developers wanted him to feel.

Needs to say you were more than confused when you saw a lion hybrid snuggled up in your bed when you came home.

After getting an explanation you offered to let him stay in your apartment; if you didn't you were more than sure he'd be taken for government testing or something. Too bad you now needed a new phone.

DAY TO DAY LIFE :

Leona is still a lion at heart, he frequently loiters around you, draping himself over your furniture or bed like a lion staking a claim.He’s territorial and quick to anger if someone else tries to get too close to you. Despite his gruffness, he seeks constant reassurance that the you won’t leave him.

He's possessive and hates whenever you leave and doesn’t hide his irritation. He often tries to convince you to skip work/school, suggesting you should spend the day relaxing with him instead. (Sometimes he'll go out with you and will send looks to anyone who looks at you too long)

you're just happy everyone thinks that his animal features are crazy prosthetic since he refuses to hide them

When you come home, Leona monopolizes your time, insisting on napping together and getting all your attention.

He'd dislike the smell of other people on you when you come home and will drag you to bed for cuddles. None of these humans deserve your attention, he worked so hard for it not them .The thought angers him.

- "You're mine, I can protect you—provide for you —love you, you don't need anyone else but me those humans can't do what I can"

AZUL ASHHENGROTTO

REALIZATION:

Azul understandably does not take the life altering realization that he's not actually real well. His usually kept together appearance started to slip. He was all over the place. How could he not? This left Floyd and Jade completely confused why their boss was so out of it. It wasn't like him. He couldn't tell anyone else about this, not that they'd believe him anyway.

His interest in you starts as a mix of fascination and suspicion. He’s drawn to your influence but wary of your intentions. It became an obsession .

He saw you as the only real thing in his "life", Azul was your favorite out of all the characters, you picked him. He'd always make sure he looked right on your home screen (it wouldn't matter anyway since his sprite would always look the same)

You became the only thing he could think about, he'd have you no matter how much it took

BREAKING CODE:

Azul at first didn't think him being in your room was real. He thought it was a dream. When it finally set in that it wasn't just him losing his mind he was more than just happy.

He was in his darlings room. Everything felt so perfect. But not as perfect when he saw you for the first time. You were more than confused to see him(now in your living room) looking around.

After explaining the situation you let him stay with you in your apartment. You had no other choice where else would he go? It wouldn't be so bad to have extra help around anyway.

DAY TO DAY LIFE:

Much like Riddle , Azul takes care of most of the daily tasks. He offers to assist you with your tasks, whether it’s by organizing your work schedule or helping with assignments. However, he might feel a little hurt if you seem too busy for him. Pay attention to him please!

Don't forget that this is a sly sly man. Azul becomes emotionally manipulative, weaving situations that ensure you stays reliant on him. He uses your gratitude and trust to justify his control, often veiling his obsession with charm and just him being a "gentleman".

He'll shower you in gifts and constantly praise you on everything. He'll try and offer you deals just to make sure you have ties with him.

He'll text you at work with encouraging needy messages. He's always in your corner so just rely on him okay? You don't need anyone else.

- "You’d be lost without me. Everything I do is for you. Just let me take care of all your work."

Kalim Al-Asim

REALIZATION:

Kalim was in denial for the longest time about the realization that he was in a program. He couldn't wrap his head around it. He didn't want to bother Jamil more than he already did especially not with something this big. It was hard to not say anything while his mind was going crazy with thoughts as he tried to pretend nothing was wrong.

When he realized yuu wasn't just another side character and in fact the player he became obsessed with knowing more. He'd get so excited whenever the game would glitch and he could hear your voice and you talking as you played around on the home screen.

It made him so happy; Kalim was your favorite character. Others would wonder why he'd be more bubbly than usual whenever he'd hear you compliment him on his newest card. He wanted all your attention onto him.

He'd make your every wish come true. This screen wouldn't stop that.

BREAKING CODE :

Oh wow he was really in your room. It was way smaller than he expected but that didn't matter. It was your room so it made it much better. He doesn't know what he did to deserve this. He was basically bouncing off the walls; touching everything.

When you walked into your room you didn't have time to react before Kalim was pulling you a crushing hug causing you to yelp. He apologized a bit flustered.

After explaining (he could barely keep himself together) you allowed him to stay. He was so sweet how could you let him out into the world?

DAY TO DAY LIFE:

Kalim insists on accompanying you everywhere. Wherever you go Kalim is clinging to you. Your neighbors have all taken a liking to him so him being with you isn't so bad.

He isn't good with chores but he tries his best to clean and tidy when you're gone. He tries to cook but has burnt it multiple times so you tell him not to. He buys you gifts you don't even need all the time. He just wants to spoil you.

Kalim’s obsession is rooted in his desire to make you happy at all costs. However, his constant need to please you and keep you close becomes overwhelming, and suffocating. If you tell him this he'll make you feel bad, that he just loves you so much and wants to take care of you; you often cave.

When you return from work or school, Kalim greets you with hugs and insists on spending the rest of the evening together, often talking about what he did while you were gone.

-" [Name]! I missed you sooo much, you should let me go with you to work, you don't even need work I could make all of your wishes come true"

VIL SCHONHEIT

REALIZATION:

Vil did not take it well... He was absolutely losing his mind. His beauty was nothing but pixels. Was everything he worked for was fake? Everything he knew was just controlled by someone else. It was so frustrating. He ended up locking himself away until he could accept the truth.

When he realized yuu was the player he was...angry. However that anger subsided after he started to know you for you. Vil was...your favorite. It boosted his ego more than anything.

He wanted to be in the spotlight at all times. He craved your attention. It was like he became addicted to your praise. He'd smile whenever you'd call him pretty whenever you looked at a card of his.

He wanted to be perfect for you. He'd show you how perfect he could be, you'd see. He just needed to get rid of the screen.

BREAKING CODE:

Vil stood in the middle of your room. Everything was too perfect to touch. He took it all in. everything felt just...right.

He didn't even calculate how he got in your room but he didn't care. He was in your world and sevens he'd never felt better.

When you walked into him looking at himself in your mirror (taking in how he was an actual real person) . You were so confused why this gorgeous man was in your room.

After explaining the situation you agreed to let him stay with you; if you didn't you swear he'd get kidnapped or something to become a big model. It wouldn't be bad to have a pretty face to look at when you got home.

DAY TO DAY LIFE:

Vil insists on controlling your wardrobe and grooming, often brushing aside whatever protests you have. He discourages you from associating with “lesser” individuals, claiming they tarnish the your image.

He knows what's best for you come on, those other people will only be dragging you down from your true potential. But of course you wouldn't know that he couldn't blame you.

Vil’s obsession honestly manifests in his relentless efforts to “perfect” for you. He'll critique your choices and actions, believing he alone knows what’s best for you. His fixation often leaves you feeling scrutinized and trapped.

He believes you just need him. He'll do everything just as long as he gets praise from you. Tell him he's being a great help won't you?

"You deserve only the best, and I won’t let anyone drag you down—!"

IDIA SHROUD:

REALIZATION:

This is not as exciting as they make it in manga. Idia was having a crisis. Realizing that he was in a video game made him want to hide away even more than he normally would. It didn't matter how hard Ortho tried he just wouldn't budge. He stayed cooped up in his room trying so hard to distract himself from the fact that he was nothing but code just like the ones he's learned to manipulate. Idia is not going to recover from this.

Idia was already wary around yuu but when he realized you were yuu he wanted to know more. He was still too scared to leave his dorm so you didn't see him much other than the homescreen.

He was so taken back when he realized that, he — Idia shroud was your favorite. He'd never been anyone's favorite before. He was just a loser that stayed cooped up in his room all day and you still liked him?

He grew obsessed with that feeling of being seen, he wanted to just use whatever knowledge he had to break past the screen.

BREAKING CODE:

When Idia realized he was actually in your room he damn near fainted. No scratch that he did. He was so overwhelmed. He didn't deserve to be in your room. Oh man how did he even get here? Nevermind that.

He was so incredibly.. happy. He was in the room of the one person who he felt knew him more than anyone. It made him feel bubbly and his hair flashed pink a bit.

He looked for something to do fearing he'd have a panic attack if he thought about this too long. So you ended up finding him tinkering with your computer when you came home. He basically died when he saw you.

After explaining to you what happened, you, now trying to get him to calm down agreed to let him stay. Not that he'd leave anyway he practically already made your bed his sanctuary.

DAY TO DAY LIFE:

Your room basically became his. He keeps it clean but doesn't really do a lot of the house work other than that.

Idia spends the day gaming, tinkering with gadgets, or monitoring your online activity (just to make sure you're okay, of course!). He reacts the worst to you being away and just does not like it one bit.

Idia struggles with separation anxiety (like a once stray cat)and might try to convince you to work or study from home. If you insist on going out he bombards you with messages . He'll subtly manipulate situations to keep you away from others, convincing you the world is too dangerous.

When you come home, Idia is overly clingy, insisting you spend the rest of the night together and refusing to let you focus on work. He just wants his cuddles and your attention you were out with those normies all day!

-" Can’t you just stay here and binge-watch something with me? It’s way safer—and more fun."

MALLEUS DRACONIA:

When the fae realizes he's nothing but binary code strug together he's more than perplexed. Malleus has dealt with a lot of things in his time but nothing could prepare him for the crushing reality. He's completely disoriented and Sebek nor Silver can figure out why because he won't tell them. He started lacking on work and just overall seemed more spaced out.

He was very quick to put two and two together. Yuu was the player. It was obvious; human without powers manages to get into NRC and some how is involved with almost everything. It wasn't quite hard to figure out.

Malleus idealizes you seeing you as a perfect being. In his eyes, you are kind, compassionate, and the only one who truly understands him. He was your favorite, this confirms you too think you too are meant for each other.

He'd do anything just for you to join him when he takes up the crown, it's just the screen that's not making it possible.

BREAKING CODE:

Once in your room Malleus doesn't look like he cares at all actually but inside he was losing his mind in the most positive way ever.

Nothing was how he imagined. This is how you like your space? Noted. He tidied up your place a bit and sat in the middle of the room as to not mess anything.

When you walked into him just sitting there you were so confused but he just gave you a smile showing off his fangs.

After explaining the situation you let him stay in your apartment; too scared what he'd manage to get into if you didn't.

DAY TO DAY LIFE:

Malleus makes sure everything is perfect for you at all times. Everything is organized and you never have to worry about anything being out of place.

Like Leona Malleus has animalistic tendencies, him being a fae dragon causes him to be well.. possessive, not wanting anyone else to monopolize your attention. He might grow jealous of your coworkers, friends, or even family, viewing them as a threat to your bond.

He. Is.clingy. worse than Kalim and Idia. He insists on escorting you everywhere, even if it’s unnecessary. People recognized him as "[Name's] horned bodyguard!" Gods you hated it. He tries to insert himself into every aspect of your life, wanting to be by your side constantly.

It took him so long to just be okay with letting you leave on your own. Once you're home he's bombarding you with questions about your day.(Secretly snuggling up to you so you can have his scent again)

-" I could just use magic you know, there's no need—I'm simply a better option for this stuff you can rely on me"

MASTERLIST

do you write bloody painter? if so, and if you don’t mind, can I have basic bloody painter x reader headcanons?

BLOODYPAINTER X READER HEADCANONS

Cw - sfw, GN! reader

A/n: first request so yay! Also I haven't properly written for bloody painter before but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

* Helen wasn't too keen on a relationship at first, just something he'd never see himself in. Never thought someone would be as insane to see him as a friend let alone a partner.

* Helen took a lot to warm up to you but oh boy was he absolutely obsessed with you once whatever gears in his head started to turn.

*You are his center of attention at almost all times. With that comes being his favorite subject to paint.

* Sometimes he forces you to stay up for a long time just so he can get every last feature of yours right in his newest work.

* I like to think despite everything this man is ALWAYS down for cuddles. Seriously he could just be in the worst mood on the verge of going on a rampage, but a little bit of cuddling with his darling he'll be fine (ish...)

* Is terrible at being romantic like absolutely terrible he just... doesn't know how, he's trying his best, give him a break.

* Doesn't really use nicknames he finds your name beautiful and enjoys using it, to him it feels natural, He sometimes calls you dear or darling (very rarely though)

* He's very soft spoken and just generally doesn't speak way too much even around you.

*Has explained to you one of his newer "projects" and was confused when you were a bit uneasy at the gorey details.

* compliment his art please he loves it.

MASTERLIST

"A Distant Memory I Used to Know"

Chapter - 3 EyelessJack x GNreader

Previous - chapter index

CW- mentions of blood

Summary: Despite wanting to, the masked man can't forget about his past no matter how much he tries

Word count: 2682

Jack was always the one who wanted attention. Wanting to be known. At least growing up. He craved for people to notice him. Quite the opposite of how he is now. Loud and always monopolizing attention.

Almost as if he always needed to be the center of attention. Your typical snarky elementary school boy you see in a show. The kind who would make fun of the main character for praise. He was every teacher's "problem child", no doubt causing headaches whenever he'd cause a scene.

So it was a surprise when they put you at his table when you switched schools after being adopted. You due to the lack of social experience were quiet and easily intimidated by anyone who was remotely similar to Jack. You were always cautious around the brunette.

An even bigger surprise was how you two hit it off three months after school had started. It took a bit of warming up but soon you two became two peas in a pod. Wherever one went the other followed close.

Teachers could see the way Jack helped you come out of your shell. You went from only talking when doing group assignments and answering questions to talking about whatever in class to the point teachers had to shut you up.

You were the brains, he was the bronze. The wild child and the know it all. You two were inseparable, basically attached by the hip. You would rant about whatever you were fixated on for the month to the boy while he would scribble whatever he could think of on your palm with a sharpie or occasionally pen.

" [ name ] sweetie, maybe you should try hanging with the other kids?" Your old music teacher spoke softly. She had a good heart. She liked knowing you had at least one friend. She still would occasionally try and get you to be more open and make more friends but it would always be the same response.

"But I like just hanging with Jack" You said, slightly muffled as you drank from your juicebox. The curly haired teacher sighed, accepting the fact this is as far as she's gonna get with you. Watching as you kicked your feet in your seat before waving over to the brunette.

"I know"

When middle school had started not even that could come in between your bond. People expected the changes that came with puberty and such would change your relationship.

If anything it made you two closer especially with Jack's family issues around that time. He knew you were always there for him and he appreciated more than you even knew. You tso were stuck together like glue making sure you'd get all your classes together including your electives.

Same followed suit throughout highschool with a few changes like Jack becoming more self reserved.He still made a lot of friends but he didn't go out of his way to impress them. He mostly hung with you and studied.

He really was smart; he just often didn't apply himself until his sophomore year. You would joke about not knowing he had it in him to be smart. It was a bit of a surprise to you when he brought up his interest in biology and the human body. You made sure to show him your support none the less

—-

You kicked a pebble back and forth keeping it within your reach as you walked along the pavement. The bright sun bothered your eyes. You listened as the sound of movement next to you suddenly came to a stop. You halted your steps.

You turned back to see the tall scruffy brunette standing still. He seemed to be lost in thought. His hair brushed against his freckled face as the wind blew slightly.

"What's up?" You asked seemingly startling the boy like he had completely zoned out and your voice brought him back to reality.

"It's nothing..." He eventually responded, hand fiddling with the drawstring of his hoodie.

Your brows knitted as you poked the inside of your cheek with your tongue. You weren't just going to take that for an answer. You've never seen him so out of it. He was extremely focused. He seemed almost... troubled.

"Jack.."

" [Name] "

You folded your arms and cocked a brow. You stared at him waiting for him to just cave. Speak his mind. Instead he just stared down at you with those dark brown eyes just watching.

You could see the way he tried to make himself seem more like himself, giving you that stupid look he'd make after telling a shitty joke. You knew him long enough to know when something was wrong however.

"What's wrong, what's got your head up in the clouds?"

"That was corny" The brunette let out a chuckle showing off his dimples.You shot him a glare before unfolding your arms and letting one rest on your hip while the other rested idle next to you.

"ha ha you're sooo funny, Seriously though I'm concerned you've been so distant lately and I'm starting to get worried you brush it off everytime I bring it up" You spoke. Jack didn't make eye contact with you as you spoke but you could tell he was listening.

There was silence for a bit. You were going to drop the subject so as to not push him. If he didn't wanna talk you wouldn't make him.

"It's just...what if we aren't together during college you Know... You end up leaving and forgetting me"

"Care to elaborate?" you said tilting your head slightly. He just looked down at his feet and he let out an awkward chuckle before clearing his throat.

"It's stupid I know but If I don't get into the college we agreed on going to, we probably won't be able to see each other for months at a time... My Dad is thinking about moving out of state and if I don't get in I'm have to go with him"

"Well that's not a problem I know you'll get in"

"I'm smart just not enough...not like you "

"Jack please have faith in yourself, you're smart, hell you do all that coding shit I can't even comprehend , plus even if you didn't I'd never forget you, you know to many things "

He snorted at your response, smiling again this time genuinely. You smiled back at him reassuringly.

"I guess you're right, I was just.... worried, " Jack said, almost breathless, ruffling your hair.

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A squeal rang through his ears He could barely put down his book before he felt himself being squeezed in a hug. Man you had a grip. Jack smiled and hugged you back before pulling away. You gave him a big toothy grin before twirling around with the acceptance letter.

"You seem more happy about this than me" The brunette said, putting his hands on his hips. Watching the way you basically bounced around with excitement.

"Maybe, but I told you you could do it! We can be together, like always , you're never getting rid of me."

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At least that part was true.

He couldn't get rid of you no matter how much he tried to forget. He still thought of you. Years passed. He'd wonder if you thought about him too.

If you remembered the late nights at his place where your study sessions turned into playing video games and eating nothing but junk until your stomach felt sick.

The days where you'd bring over food for him randomly because god knows he can't cook and neither did his stepdad. The times were you'd braid his hair when it got to shoulder length before he cut it again.

Almost a decade since your last encounter. Since the incident. Since your blood stained his hands and his lips the taste metallic and muddy. He could still remember how his teeth sunk into your flesh.

The way your eyes sided in shock. Your tears filled your eyes. The way you begged to be spared, you didn't even know it was him. You'd kick and scream. It was ingrained into his mind.

9 years since he saw you, heard your voice. He hated how he'd long for the past. He wouldn't blame you for not wanting to remember. To never see or hear from him again.

Sometimes he wished the demon transformation took his emotions with his human self. They were too much to keep up with. He was a demon. A monster. Something he accepted a long time ago.

He was nothing more than a monster fueled by blood lust. Everytime He felt an emotion. He felt pathetic and helpless. Made him sick.

Until a month ago. He thought finally he was starting to forget. To finally start anew without the constant feeling of loss but here you were weaseling your way into his life again without even realizing it

. The demon simply thought he finally started going crazy when he saw you at that counter.Yet it was you definitely you.

You just so happened to live in the small town he and his "coworkers" had bunkered down in to let things die down a bit. They targeted mostly large areas and that eventually caused a pattern. In addition it was to help slow down killings. You can't kill a bunch if the population isn't that big.

It was so surprising running into you at a convenience store. Same everything, nothing changed. Same eyes that would give him dirty glares across the room in class. Same hair he had learned to style years back. Every last detail was the same. Including the same scar he had caused all those years ago on your arm.

It made him feel something he hadn't in years. Something he couldn't explain.

The brunette didn't miss the way your eyes seemed to be curious about him. Staring at him cautiously yet so intrigued.

Then it hit him. You don't remember him. You two are merely nothing but strangers now. You don't share the same past anymore, only he carried the memories with him. That thought made him feel...sick.

On one hand it was good for him and honestly for you too. Yet a part of him hated the fact you didn't remember. He felt trapped in a time that he could only remember.

He studied you as you finished ringing up the bandages he had grabbed real quick. A dog had bit him while he was trying to eat. He somehow didn't smell the scent of any kind of animal in the house before he broke in. The wound was bad, well for any human.

The demon was fine and the wound will heal quite quickly. He just needed something to cover it with and he didn't feel like going all the way back home just yet.

Being forced to play Mario party with BEN and Toby was less than ideal. They can get competitive and he did not have the energy for that.

You two said your goodbyes after he was done and he made sure to leave as soon as possible. He felt suffocated like he was in a small space with only just you. It was weird. Maybe you two weren't supposed to meet again and seeing you once would finally give him some peace of mind and he wouldn't have to worry about you anymore.

He was oh so wrong. He thought about you even more to the point it became distracting. He hated it. His head was full of questions he'd ask, what else he could have said to keep up a longer conversation.

He heavily disliked human feelings. It was annoying and he found it stupid how much he cared for someone who doesn't even know his name anymore while he can still list off your favorite shows from when you were little.

He ran into you again while he was looking for weak points with easier targets. He'd been eating more than usual, he noticed. He had a weird hunger that he couldn't just ignore, yeah he could go long without eating and quite frankly he didn't like the mess he'd make after plus he'd always have a lingering scent of blood after.

It was a weird and unsettling feeling of him simply needing to sink his teeth into something. He needed to get it under control.

You seemed to be coming back from somewhere. He spotted you before you even knew he was there. You were quite unaware of your surroundings. He could have prevented you bumping into him but how else would he have an excuse to talk to you.

He fought back a smile as you blurted out an awkward apology like you would whenever you were late for a class or weirdly apologizing to an inanimate object that you bumped into. At the end of the day it was still you. The same you.

That's the problem.

It was still you. He's changed dramatically and you were still,you. The same person he had been longing for, for years. Now you're here yet he feels even more lost. You don't know him like he knows you. You two have history only he can recall. Only he knows. You probably don't even remember what he used to look like when he was human.

Now he's unrecognizable. Gray almost blue skin. Animalistic features. And most notably eyeless.

"Do you... remember me?

"I'm sorry, what was that?"

He was making a fool of himself. He felt sick to his stomach. He really didn't like this. You were making him crazy, driving him fucking mad and you have no idea that you were. Not a single clue whatsoever

---

"Where were you?"

"Out"

The raven hair titled his head and scoffed.

"No shit Sherlock, that's not answering my question" Jeff spat leaning on the chipped counter.

"I went out for food" The brunette shrugged while digging through the fridge, setting on a jar full of raw animal parts. It would have to do for now.

"Not buying it you're not covered in blood like usual, plus you're digging through the fridge right now couldn't have been that successful of a hunt" The lanky male said.

Jack's eyebrows knitted and he took a deep breath. Sometimes Jeff was insufferable and it made him want to punch him in the face. He tolerated the guy though.

"I'm not going to be questioned by a guy who smells like he's going through puberty everyday all day okay " The demon responded before standing back up properly. The shorter male just let out a dramatic sigh rolling his eyes.

“Well Toby wanted you to help him with a stitch he pop”

“Again?”

---

"[Name] can we pretty please get one more bag" Hunter begged, holding a huge bag of candy. You ruffled his hair and shook your head.

"Didn't I just buy you a bag the other week? You couldn't have gone through it all already"

"I didn't just left it at Dad's place and I'm with you for an extra week remember"

"Hmm that's not my problem"

"Pleaseeee" The young boy begged. You chuckled and nodded your head defeated. You couldn't say no to him. You watched as your younger brother put the bag into your cart of groceries. You checked your list and realized you needed a case of water.

When you found your way to the drink aisle you spotted a familiar figure. How many times were you going to run into this creepy masked dude. You didn't even realize you made your way to him until you started speaking

"Oh it's you again"

Your words rang through his ears. He stared down at you. Oh you really were everywhere.

He was reckless. He knew going out in public especially how much he stood out was risky but usually he didn't care how noticeable he was.

No one who remembered him lived long enough anyway. Now he wishes he could just blend in and say he didn't know you and you were mistaken. He couldn't.

“Yeah…”

---

"I'm so sorry please forgive me”

"Nightmare"

Leona Kingscholar x GN!Reader

Summary: In which Leona has a terrible nightmare regarding you but no worries you're there to comfort him

Cw- mentions of death in nightmare, angst, fluff, established relationship, One shot

Word count: 887

A.N: Wowza first non creepypasta work on this acc spare me (I'm still figuring this whole Tumblr thing out lol), also this is imported from my Google docs so the spacing might be a little weird

His heart pounded in his chest, like the crash of waves. The sound of blood rushing through his veins loud in his ears, drowning out all else. His body refused to move, as if something rooted him to the ground.

He stared at your lifeless body, his breath hitching in uneven gasps. Helplessness consumed him. He wanted to scream until he couldn't anymore , but the cry caught in his throat. He was frozen ,completely immobilized like a statue.

He had failed you. The thought tore through him sharp. Why hadn’t he been faster? Stronger? Smarter? His mind replayed every moment, every decision, desperately searching for the one that would have ended differently.

If only he’d been better, you’d still be here. You’d still be breathing, your chest rising and falling with life, those eyes he loved so dearly looking back at him.

His hands trembled as he reached for you, cradling your cold, unresponsive body. He hadn’t even realized he’d moved. Tears blurred his vision,throat tightened. It didn’t matter anymore not the pain in his knees, not the ache in his arms from holding you so tightly. Nothing mattered.

Why hadn’t it been him instead? He’d trade everything, it didn't matter what as long as he could hear your laugh one more time, to feel your warmth, to see you smile.

Leona jolted awake with a sharp gasp, his blankets tangled. Green eyes wide and darting around the room. His heart was racing. A hand dragged over his face, trying to ground himself as reality slowly bled back in.

It was a dream. Only a dream.

Just a dream Leona…

Yet the vividness of it lingered. He turned his gaze to the empty space beside him on the bed, and his breath hitched again.

“[Name]?” His voice, rough and strained, cracked as he called out. His ears twitched, and relief washed over him as he heard the soft sound of approaching footsteps.

Your footsteps

The door creaked open, and there you were, bathed in the faint morning light spilling through the window. "You're finally awake, morning sleepyhead," you said with a smile. Your voice was warm and laced with affection as you walked over to him.

Sevens did he love your voice.

Leona exhaled shakily, the weight on his chest easing slightly. But his body remained tense, his hands gripping the sheets.

You noticed how off he was immediately. “Leona?” Concern filled your voice as you sat down on the edge of the bed, your hands resting gently on his shoulders grounding him.

Before you could even say anything else, Leona moved. His arms shot out, wrapping around you and pulling you down onto the mattress with a forceful yet desperate urgency. You let out a yelp in surprise.

His grip was firm, almost crushing, as though he feared you’d disappear if he let go. You could feel the faint tremble in his frame, it made your heart ache.

“Leona?” you repeated softly, tilting your head to look at him. He didn’t answer, only burying his face in the crook of your neck. The steady rhythm of your heartbeat against his ear was the only thing he could focus on.

You were alive.

"What's going on?" you asked gently, your fingers threading through his hair and brushing behind his ears in a soothing gesture. "This isn't like you."

“Bad dream,” he mumbled, his voice barely audible. But the unease in his tone betrayed him. You frowned, concern deepening as you pressed a soft kiss to the top of his head.

"I'm here now," you whispered. "I'm not going anywhere."

You lay back against the pillow, letting him cling to you. Slowly, you matched your breathing to his, your chest rising and falling in a rhythm until his ragged breaths began to even out. Your hand moved in slow, comforting strokes along his back, and eventually, he calmed

You felt a vibration against your chest, followed by a deep, purring. It brought a small smile to your face. "You know," you teased lightly, "purring like that? Not very nonchalant housewarden of you."

"Shuddup," he muttered, his voice muffled as he pressed himself closer to you. You giggled softly, the sound making his heart leap. This time, the pounding in his chest wasn’t fear, it was just love.

He nuzzled his face deeper into the crook of your neck, inhaling the comforting scent of you. The memory of the nightmare still lingered, but it was dulled now, by your presence. You were here, alive and breathing, and that was enough for him.

After a moment, he pulled back slightly, just enough to look at you. His green eyes, usually half-lidded, were wide and searching, drinking in every detail of your face. He couldn't get enough.

Everything you. He loved each of your features,

everything. Because it was yours.

“I love you,” he said, the words escaping him before he could even registr what he was saying.

You smiled, the kind of smile that he'd do anything for just to see.

“I love you too.”

Leona pulled you closer, his arms tightening around you as his tail snaked in between your legs. For now, that was all he needed, just you, safe in his arms, your warmth calming him.

He was at peace. Calm and tangled in one another.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MALLEUS

HELLLOO I have been having a lot of super personal things going on so even if I said I was off hiatus i haven't been able to work on anything on top of my ask box being wiped again t anyone who made a submission before April 26th I do not have access and I am sorry 🥀💔

But on a better note I am writing once again since things have died down and two more fics will be out before next week:3

haiii I love your writing and esp your self aware au!

Do you think you can do one for your au with Riddle and mc where mc basically fusses over him (trying to do all the chores before and after work so he doesn’t have to even though he has nothing better to do, double checking for his needs/wants a lot) all the time like they’re trying desperately to keep a house plant alive even though he’s more than fine?? (If that makes ANY sense 😭)

thanks a bunch, take your time!🖤

Xo, Manny

"Take a break"

Self-aware!Riddle Rosehearts x GN!Reader

Cw- Reader honestly just overworking their self, fluff, oneshot

Word count: 1446

A/N: HII imma be so honest I hope I did this req right if not I beg your biggest pardon 🙂‍↔️(fancy voice), also while this is technically a yandere au this one is just Riddle getting reader prioritize their needs so, either way enjoy!

Riddle Rosehearts was always your favorite twisted wonderland character. Even so you never expected or could have prepared for him to not only gain Self-awareness but also become a real person.

Since he's started living with you, you felt the need to monitor him almost like a toddler. You're always cooking and cleaning for him , despite his constant protests. Yeah he can do everything himself he's fully capable but a part of you is so afraid that he'll break or something if you don't.

You would wake up early in the morning just to make sure everything was tidy and Riddle would have breakfast when he eventually woke from his slumber. You would always clean up after him even if he told you he was going to once he was finished.

You made sure he'd get sleep or drink enough water. Which would be fine if you yourself did the same. You're always so worried about if he's getting enough of something or if there was anything he wanted, yet when it came to you, you'd completely brush them off.

You stumbled through the door late at night. Riddle watched observantly from the couch, closing the book he was reading. His gray eyes followed you as you went to set the bags you held in your hands on the island surface.

“You're home rather late [Name] “ He spoke as he stood up, slowly making his way over to you. You just yawned and stretched out your stiff body. You could just feel his gaze on you.

“Yeah sorry they had me working late— yawn , you need anything? I could make you some dinner if you hadn't already or I could run you a bath” you responded trying to stay upbeat despite your clearly tired appearance.

Riddle shook his head. “No not at all you should sleep “ he spoke sternly, crossing his arms. You let out a tired giggle.

“Yeah yeah I will, after I finish cleaning up the kitchen — speaking of did you eat and drink today?”

The red head let out a sigh. You'd constantly worry about him, he was completely capable of taking care of himself, he wasn't a small child anymore and despite not being completely familiar with this world he wasn't stupid either.

“Yes, I did but from the looks of this you clearly haven't, ” You snickered a bit before shaking your head.

“Oh you worry too much, I've just had a busy night I'm fine” You replied, walking over to the other side of the island just to be stopped. You lazily tilted your head as Riddle held your wrist firmly.

“I already cleaned the kitchen while you were away” The house warden said, before gently guiding you away with a hand on your back.

“Great, I'll make us something to eat” you said, letting out a yawn. Riddle sighed before leaning you over to the couch.

“You shall do no such thing, now sit” He commanded, his voice stern. You blinked , but continued to sit anyway, not wanting to see what would happen if you didn't. The idea of him using his signature crosses your sleep deprived mind and it makes you shiver despite him ever using it on you since he got here.

“Riddle I'm fine I promise I just need to—”

“To what Collapse of exhaustion?” Riddle cut you off, his voice was pointed and full of authority. Much more serious than before “You're overworking yourself again, I'm more than capable of taking care of everything so just relax” he continued, expression softening at your tired state.

You groaned and laid back against the couch cushions. You felt a little guilty. He was the one teleported into a different world. You should be the one taking care of him and all his needs, not the other way around.

Riddle moved around the kitchen with ease. You watched as the red head got on his tippy toes to grab one of your mugs from the cabinets. You wanted to tell him you could do it for him but you just knew he'd protest. You slumped into the couch more.

He was quick to take the kettle off the stove once it started to hiss softly. He carefully poured the hot water into the cup. Riddle was observant and made sure to add just the right amount of sweetness. It had to be perfect. Once satisfied he set the tea down to go find the cookies he had made earlier.

He had a lot of time to spend when you were gone after all. He made his way way over to you, gray eyes watched as you perked up at the sight of the sweets.

“You didn't have to rea—”

“Don't start “ The house warden cut you off. He handed you the cup, carefully so you wouldn't burn your hands. He placed the cookies on the coffee table before sighing.

“You seriously work yourself to exhaustion and still proceeded to worry about me, it's foolish if you ask me” Riddle said, placing his hands on his hips. You looked down at the warm liquid in your mug thinking for the right words.

“It's just, I'm supposed to take care of you , I owe you that at least you know… “ you mumbled before taking a sip of the tea.

“You owe me nothing, I am not a child who needs to be protected, I am not fragile and neither are you however “ He pauses for a moment looking down at you. “You can become fragile if you do not upkeep yourself “

You opened your mouth to respond;to protest, but Riddle held up a hand to stop you.

“I am not ungrateful,” he spoke out, his voice softening yet still stern.“I appreciate everything you’ve done since I arrived here.You’ve given me a home, patience, and care that I could never have expected. But…” He hesitated, his gray eyes searching your face for a moment before he continued. “...You can’t give all of that to me at the expense of yourself.”

You blinked at him, a little stunned by the depth of his words. “Listen I’m not—”

“You are,” Riddle interrupted firmly, leaning slightly closer. “You work late, come home, and immediately worry about whether I’ve eaten or rested, yet you neglect your own needs. Do you think I don’t notice? I’ve seen you skipping meals, staying up far too late cleaning, and leaving your own tasks undone to take care of mine.”

You frowned, shifting uncomfortably under his gaze. If you could you'd sink into the couch cushions even more. “I know that, Riddle. I just… It feels like if I don’t do these things, I’m failing you somehow.”

His eyes widened for a second before shaking his head. “No, no how could you be failing me? If anything you're failing yourself”

You hesitated, your tongue poking at your cheek as you toyed with the mug in your hands. "I'm not failing myself," you tried weakly, though the exhaustion in your voice betrayed you. Riddle let out a long sigh, running a hand through his vibrant red hair.

“You are," he countered, his voice lowering. "And if you won't take the necessary steps to care for yourself, then I will ensure it happens."

Your breath caught in your throat "You don't have to do that, Riddle," you said, "You're supposed to be my guest, not my caretaker."

Riddle's lips twitched, his frown somehow deepened more for a split second. A look of…disappointment? "A guest? Is that how you still see me?"

You blinked at him, caught off guard by the question. "I mean… I guess. I don’t know how else to describe this situation. All I know is I don't want you to go back to being under that pressure like you did back at home”

His mind went blank for a second. He shook his head and cleared his throat. “[Name]” he started softly. You watched him as he looked away with red cheeks. After a moment he continued.

“Like I've stated before you've helped me in ways I couldn't imagine you don't need to push yourself just for my sake I can help I am a house warden after all, I care for you…a lot so do not tangle yourself in with my needs if you are not to take care of your own…please”

You wanted to protest but the words laid flat on your tongue. You could just nod in defeat as you rested your mug on the coffee table. Riddle smiled slightly before clearing his throat and putting back a stern face—blush still clear on his face.

“Good now I shall go run you a bath, then you shall get some much needed rest” The house warden said taking your now empty cup and plate into the kitchen.

When was the last time you felt cared for like this? All you knew was that it made your heart swell. Riddle Rosehearts was always your favorite..

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