#my yuu lore
PROMPT 9
What does your OC do when they go out at night to get some fresh air because they couldn’t sleep and runs into Malleus there? He tells them that he’s out on nightly stroll to an abandoned building! Do they join him on his venture-? Are they interested in old architecture and gargoyles? He has tales to share during their journey! Are they scared and reserved around him because of his aura?
« an abandoned church? » yuu echoed.
« indeed, that is what i said. » malleus nods.
yuu shifts on its legs, grasping an arm with another.
« well, i would go, but… » it starts slowly.
malleus couldn’t help but raise an amused brow at yuu’s uncharacteristic hesitation. seldom did he see the confident prefect become so reluctant and tentative after all.
« oh? my dear prefect, don’t tell me you are scared? » he smirks.
« i… yes. » yuu replied unashamedly.
malleus’ eyes widened at its honest answer, although he quickly lets out a pleased huff. not many are often this bold, and certainly not with him.
« but that’s not the point. i’d like to come, but i’ll have to go retrieve a respirator first. » yuu continued, shaking its head.
« oh? and where could we find this… so called “respirator” item? » malleus tilts his head to the side, bringing a hand under his chin to ponder.
truly, he had never heard of such an object before. humans truly come up with the most fascinating of inventions.
« hmm? well mine is at ramshackle, but i wouldn’t want to make you take a detour on my behalf. » yuu explains.
« if that is the case, i can easily take you there. » malleus hums.
« come again? » yuu blinks.
malleus does not answer it, only moving to approach it and take its hand, holding it in a firm grip that borders on bruising. yuu cringes slightly, knowing that tsunotaro probably didn’t know how to quite temper his strength as he had little interaction with humans (if the way tsunotaro spoke and behaved was of any indication). it was lucky that malleus didn’t just break his hand entirely.
« please take care to not let go of my hand. » malleus advises nonchalantly.
« huh? » was the last thing yuu uttered before its vision went dark as it experienced the worst splitting headache it has ever felt, feeling like its brains were about to turn into porridge and leak through its ears.
i feel like, i need to begin with a preface to say yuu stranger doesn’t wander at night. it just straight up?? sleeps lol
it doesn’t fall asleep super fast or easily, but not with too much trouble even if stressed or feeling particularly emotional/melancholy. and if it woke up in the middle of the night, it usually falls back asleep quite fast. and if it can’t fall back asleep? yuu wouldn’t go out for a stroll lol yuu is a lazy fuck. it would just toss and turn, maybe pick up a book to read until it gets sleepy again.
so instead, let’s imagine that yuu was studying hard at the library, doing assignments, reviewing and rewriting and reorganising notes and study sheets, doing supplementary readings, and did not pay attention to the time. yuu is the type to glance at the clock and go “ok i will study for a few more minutes and then i’ll call it a day and go back to ramshackle” and by the time it bothered to check again hours had passed lmao
it didn’t even realise that everyone else had left, seeing as it tuned everything out and the library was quiet in general.
so yuu quickly packed its belongings and books and papers, and ran out of the building to get back home, cringing at how dark the sky already was.
but yuu quickly got over it when it noticed how calm and serene the quiet dark was, and it slowed its gait from a brisk run to an unhurried walk, letting itself bask in the cool evening breeze and breathe in the fresh air, taking in how different the school appeared in at night.
that was how, by chance, yuu ran into tsunotaro, the latter asking it why it was out so late (lost track of time at the library) before explaining that he was looking to explore an abandoned church (oh really? how interesting…) and promptly asked yuu if it would like to join him.
now, yuu would probably agree despite its apprehension. yuu doesn’t really have an interest in architecture and gargoyles??? like, it finds architecture very fascinating and enjoys observing it, but yuu does not spend much time on its own to learn more about it. the same applies to gargoyles. that being said, yuu absolutely loves listening to people just ramble about their very niche field of interest because they’re just so???? passionate??? so this sentiment extends to tsunotaro and when he starts getting very excited to talk to someone about his observations and to share his tales.
besides, yuu had always wanted to try urbexing, but it’s always been too scared, both of getting caught by security and getting into legal trouble, but also of injury and/or death. so yuu would find it somewhat comforting to have tsunotaro by its side.
and thus the story continues, with yuu using tsunotaro as a prop to keep itself upright and to keep itself from eating dirt or puking right on its own dorm lawn, breathing raggedly as its vision swam, the corners of its visions still dark.
« next time, warn me before you teleport. » yuu lifts back up shakily, still lightheaded, legs still wobbling.
malleus was simply happy that yuu’s words implied there would be a next time.
yuu promised it would be quick to deposit its belongings and retrieve the respirator, and when it stepped out of its dorm it now wore a thicker jacket and a scarf, steel toed boots, and carried its ghost camera around its neck, with a new, unfamiliar item that malleus didn’t recognise in yuu’s hand.
« is that the ‘respirator’ you spoke of? » malleus wondered aloud.
yuu nods.
« how curious… and what purpose does it serve? »
« it has replaceable filters to protect ourselves from breathing in unsafe air, like toxic fumes or vapours or gases so we don’t… poison ourselves and get ill and die. i mean, i’m bringing this because i don’t want to accidentally inhale asbestos. » yuu explains slowly.
and malleus was reminded by how fragile a human constitution’s was in contrast to his. they breathe in the wrong thing, and they fall ill. and yet, he also has to commend their ingenuity, to create such a device to help them brave hostile environments.
« how peculiar. and you all have the foresight to hold one in your residence. »
yuu shook its head.
« no, people don’t generally have reusable respirators. i quickly bought one from sam when i moved into ramshackle. it looked awfully rundown and dilapidated, and my asthma is bad as is, i don’t need to give myself more issues by triggering an attack or accidentally contaminating myself with asbestos while i tidied up the place. »
malleus’ mouth parted slightly in a silent “oh.”
« but enough about respirators. » yuu chuckled. « shall we? »
malleus nods.
« we shall. »
the walk towards the abandoned place of worship was done in relative quiet, yuu rarely saying a word as malleus began to talk about the building they were visiting, about its history and the construction and art movement its architecture was rooted in. yuu only uttered a few things here and there to assure malleus that it was listening and to encourage him to continue.
as the pair navigated through the dark, moving further and further from campus grounds, the buildings growing smaller in the distance as they snuck out, malleus began retelling stories about his previous escapades: an old sanatorium full of presences and a particular room full of hatred. catacombs under a church with darkness so thick and cloying even his sharp eyes struggled to pierce through them as he traversed the passageway, hearing footsteps other than his behind him until he reach the end of the tunnel. an abandoned hostel in a state of disarray, like all the occupants suddenly left in a rushed panic, feeling someone approach him from behind when he stood before a mirror, never seeing any other reflection on the dirtied glass but his own.
suffice to say, yuu quietly gulped nervously as the air grew colder around them, its hair standing on ends. their surroundings changed from paved, lit streets humming with the monotone buzz of electricity into cracked roads surrounded by the woods and wild foliage blanketed by eerie silence, not even an owl’s hoot or a cricket’s chirp audible. the air suddenly dry, without a single hint of a breeze. it did not help yuu one bit.
when they arrive at the site, yuu was taken aback by the sight, mostly in awe, but a small part of it was anxious. it fastened its respirator to its face before bringing its camera up to capture a photo before the pair moved to find a suitable entrance into the old building.
yuu had never gone urbexing prior, only having a mild curiosity towards the activity, but it had always thought it was done during the day, not at dead of night… this feels more like ghost hunting.
the main entrance was sealed off from fallen debris, but the partially collapsed side of the building allowed for a decent opening for the pair.
well, it would be, except that the first step was quite high off the ground. a ramp malleus easily jumped and scaled onto, but an obstacle yuu was stuck at, not having the physical strength nor height to haul itself over it.
and while malleus watched it placidly, waiting for it to catch up patiently, yuu slowly mustered all its strength as it placed its hands over the lip of the crevice, jumping up helplessly, nowhere near high enough to clear the obstacle, boots scuffing the fallen walls uselessly in a futile attempt to gain purchase to push itself up. in the end, yuu always ends up sliding pathetically back down.
taking yuu’s lack of progress for a change of heart, malleus sighed, trying to hide his disappointment and despondency.
« child of man, if you no longer wish to follow me, you are free to tell me so. » malleus says as he turns around, ready to begin his exploration on his own.
but he stops in his tracks as he feels something light catch in his horns. malleus turns back to face yuu with a mildly surprised look, seeing it wear a cross expression, looking like it had just thrown something at him.
and it did, malleus realises, retrieving a balled up scarf in his horns.
« help me up tsunotaro. » yuu deadpans. « i’m too short. » it grumbled.
malleus can’t help the smirk and amused chuckle that escapes his lips. how brazen, how endearing, of this little human to chuck something towards him, much less order him around.
overall, i think malleus enjoys yuu’s company because yuu doesn’t treat him differently from others, and is not afraid to speak frankly with him, sometimes even being bold enough to be pushy or playful with him. it’s just a breath of fresh air, and he likes the distraction from his loneliness. malleus lets himself be slightly more candid around yuu, and in turn, yuu doesn’t hold its tongue around him.
on the other hand, yuu probably treats malleus normally because of a few different factors.
the first would be because yuu is not from twisted wonderland hahaha it doesn’t know who malleus is, doesn’t know he is one of the most powerful mages in the world. he’s just tsunotaro to him. yuu doesn’t have a frame of reference to compare malleus with, anyway. he doesn’t know what “one of the strongest mage” means. he’s just some guy to it. here’s this freakishly tall guy with horns, except he’s a total dork who doesn’t know much of anything about modern tech or inventions and is passionate about gargoyles, glorified water buckets, of all things. he’s just an absolute weirdo. a guy. yuu physically is unable to be intimidated by him.
the second reason would be because of yuu’s education. he was raised to meet and greet and entertain all manners of people, and has indeed met all sorts of individuals, a good percentage being rather noble or influential individuals. so meeting someone who carried a noble aura is not that much of a shocker to it. yuu’s used to meeting people with malleus’ vibes, and out of all of them, malleus remains the most genuine despite himself. he’s not that unapproachable to it. yuu doesn’t really find him scary or intimidating, he’s just truly some guy who sometimes camps outside yuu’s dorm to admire the buildings architecture.
i think that, in the end, yuu and malleus, unbeknownst to each other, are rather similar in a way. both have grown to become isolated due to their very particular upbringing and reputation.
malleus, being the prince of briar valley, was raised with the proper education befitting an heir. similarly, yuu was raised with strict education to behave in a distinguished way so as to not tarnish its family’s name.
malleus, being so powerful and noble-born, gives the sense of being untouchable, and has garnered a(n inaccurate) reputation amongst the general population of being aloof, distant, but haughty and overly proud. yuu, despite being highly accomplished and gifted, was always accused of only making it far because it was paid for by its parents. so its peers thought it never worked hard, that it was incompetent and irresponsible, that yuu paid for its good academic placements. people refuse to get close to yuu, deeming it cold, insufferable. out of everyone’s league, but vain, uncharitable, and self-important.
just untrue assumptions that ends up isolating them both, despite their desire to reach out. people weren’t giving either a chance to open up and show who they really are, as people were unable to look past the image they created of malleus or yuu.
but i think their main difference is that, while malleus feels unhappy about his isolation and clearly suffers from his loneliness, yuu is perfectly fine with it. yuu revels in its isolation. it doesn’t hate spending time with other, but it’s not something it seeks out nor long nor yearn for. it does not miss the friendships it could’ve had. if anything yuu is frustrated by the way people used to dismiss and underestimate it, unable to look past their preconceived ideas about it.
that’s why, in the same way malleus appreciates the way yuu can talk so casually with him because it doesn’t recognise him, that it got to meet him without prior bias, yuu enjoys its new life in twisted wonderland, because it could behave how it wants to and not how it’s expected to, without people making comparisons to the old yuu.
when yuu comes to, it’s lying on its bed in ramshackle. last time it checked, it was out urbexing with tsunotaro. how did it get here?
did it fall asleep at some point??
yuu feels slightly embarrassed, although it does track; tsunotaro most likely teleported it back to its dorm. it would have to excuse itself next time it meets tsunotaro…
its own memories of the night were hazy at best, but yuu suddenly remembered the camera it took with it, which now laid innocently on its desk.
yuu walked up to it, and quickly looked to inspect the photos it took yesterday: ah it remembered. the hauntingly beautiful cathedral, the shining statue at the end of the building despite the dust and soot clinging to it, the beautiful night sky it saw with tsunotaro, the latter pointing out different constellations for yuu, who listened in interest. pictures of yuu with tsunotaro.
but as yuu goes through the different pictures, the fond feeling was replaced by a sick feeling deep in its stomach.
in each picture, there would always be one too many shadows in frame.
the strange shadowy figure seemingly… getting closer as the pictures progressed.
closer to yuu.
the only thing stopping it from reaching yuu being tsunotaro, and his shadow seemingly blocking the extra figure, sometimes figures, from getting any closer.
yuu slowly puts down the images and had to sit down and organise his thoughts.
it thinks that perhaps urbexing is not for it. and that maybe it should thank tsunotaro next time it meets him…
it thanks whatever deity, if it existed in twisted wonderland, that the ghosts in ramshackle were less terrifying… and more visible.
yuu think it’ll stick with the three ghostly residents of ramshackle over whatever was stalking him the other night.
better the ghosts it knew than the ghosts it didn’t.
PROMPT 8
How do they react when Vil asks them to model for him? He wants to see how certain clothes look on them because he thinks it’s just their style!
[Are they comfortable with Vil? Will they feel self conscious under his sharp gaze? ]
« perfectly on time. not bad for a potato. » vil appraised, looking up from his watch.
« of course. as you know, i take pride in my punctuality. » yuu nods, smiling politely.
yuu and vil seldom interacted as their paths simply do not cross that often. that said, it had been recruited by vil to help shoot a scene for the film research club. it seemed that a few scenes in their project featured equestrian arts, so he asked to borrow a member of the equestrian club to act as a stuntman and a consultant.
and it seemed yuu was the one vil had picked out. and vil prided himself on his discerning eye.
yuu was easy to work with, reliable. hard-working, but also proactive, refraining from speaking out of line, but unafraid to interject whenever it had ideas or had valid criticisms. but beyond that, it was hard to describe yuu as anything but the word… pleasant. there was nothing else that was striking or noteworthy about it. someone nice you appreciate in the moment, but forget in the next.
but vil had a mostdiscerning eye, indeed.
i imagine yuu and vil to have mutual respect for each other, especially because they recognise each other’s diligence and hard working nature. it’s just that they work hard for different things, esp w/ yuu not caring much about its appearance. it’s actually incredibly meticulous about its own hygiene, but when it comes to dressing itself, its perfectly satisfied with looking presentable. just presentable.
beauty isn’t something it rlly pursues much to vil’s consternation hahaha
i think it’s someone who actually takes pride in how, generic, it looks. it has a face you’d see and find anywhere, it has the same old haircut with dull black hair and boring dark eyes, and forgettable visage. yuu is a face in a crowd, yuu blends in, yuu is unremarkable. just some person.
yuu is fine with vil, it doesn’t feel uncomfortable around him, and doesn’t feel uncomfortable or shy away under his sharp gaze. it’s used to being appraised, evaluated, and scrutinised by critical eyes belonging to all sorts of people. and vil’s equally sharp tongue does little to unnerve it. it has heard worse things directed at it, and vil’s commentary doesn’t come from malicious intents. it may even consider taking some commentary into account to improve itself.
to put it simply, yuu is comfortable in who it is, and even if it had struggled with confidence and body image growing up, it’s no longer something it has a problem with. yuu is fine with being criticised, it’s no skin off its back. it knows what it likes, it knows what it finds comfortable, and just wears that. a mean comment or a blunt criticism won’t diminish how much it likes itself. yuu is comfortable in its skin. in fact, it finds considers itself rather good-looking all things considered. perhaps not handsome, but cute at least.
and while yuu respects his dedication, it finds vil a bit too overbearing sometimes, cuz all the beauty tips are going through one ear and out the other.
so it came as a little bit of a surprise when vil approached it as the project wrapped up, and even more so when it was asked if it would be willing to model for him.
after some brief thought, a nod and a quick acquiescence, yuu was given a time.
and now here it stood in pomefiore’s lounge, vil before it.
it glided almost silently behind vil as it followed him to the studio within the dorm, silent footsteps ghosting behind the proud, resonant click of vil’s heels.
yuu wore simple black turtleneck under his grey checkered coat. it was tucked into its high-waisted brown slacks, white socks, and black oxfords. it explained that it had assumed that it would have to change often into different clothes, so it chose to wear something that was easy to take off instead of its usual school uniform. vil huffs approvingly at yuu’s foresight.
it seemed that this potato had some idea of what its own style is, but it irks vil to see something not be allowed to reach its full potential.
« sit down. » he commands, patting on chair, which yuu quickly follows. « let’s deal with those curtains you call a fringe, first. »
yuu takes off its glasses and remains silent as it lets vil do his work, and he appreciates how yuu doesn’t move and squirm around to complain and resist. it’s a shame that it didn’t possess any magic, as he wouldn’t have minded a student like yuu amongst the batch of fresh potatoes sorted into pomefiore this year. with an already well-polished mind, vil would have no trouble polishing it into someone beautiful as well.
« goodness, your hair… please don’t tell me you ask your stylist to cut it crooked? » he sighs exasperatedly, working with yuu’s uneven fringe, which slopes down to cover the left side of its face.
« the barber cuts it straight, but it always ends up lopsided when it grows out. » yuu disputes.
« that so? »
the hair itself was fine; shiny and soft, clearly well-taken care of. vil decides he will part it differently so that its hair doesn’t cover its face anymore and to give its flat hair more volume. but as he gently cards his fingers through them, he notices something else that bothers him.
« are you aware that you’re greying? »
« … yes. i dye it black regularly. are the roots beginning to show? » yuu confirms.
« here’s my first advice for you: forget the dye. with the right styling, i find that salt and pepper hair suits you. » vil tuts.
yuu doesn’t move, but it raised its brows minutely, surprised.
« i see. i will keep that in mind then. »
« good. » vil nods, giving his work a final once-over. « now. care to tell me what your skincare routine entails? » vil interrogates with an accusatory tone in his voice, as he turns away to retrieve his makeup bag.
« i use a face wash when i shower… and use a toner when i remember… »
« what about a lotion? a moisturiser?? »
yuu slowly shakes its head no, and vil clicks his tongue in disapproval.
« it’s so dry. you used to pick your pimples growing up didn’t you? i can tell from your acne scars. you need to take better care of your skin, not just with a skincare routine but by also eating a proper diet. what have you been you eating?? » he chastised yuu, giving it the first tongue-lashing in a while.
« well… not anymore, but… before entering nrc, i, i didn’t really see myself living long, so i just ate instant ramen and take out- » yuu cuts itself short, eyes widening as it saw vil’s darkening expression. « not anymore, not anymore! i can cook and i go to the cafeteria for my meals! i eat a healthy balanced diet now! » it defends.
« if this is your skin on a healthy diet, then i’m getting nervous about what it looked like before. » vil chides. « your lips are dry too- ah-ah! no! don’t you dare lick them now. »
at the very least, yuu seemed to have the decency to look a bit sheepish over it.
he’ll find a way to salvage that face of its, there is potential there, even if it’s been dulled.
using the right colour of concealer, finding the right shade of eyeshadow, the right amount of mascara, using an eyeliner to apply gold accents that brings its features out without being overpowering or distracting, these are things vil knows how to do with ease. now that he was this close too, vil notices yuu’s unnatural, almost sickly, pallor despite his darker skin tone, and works to give yuu some colour.
once satisfied with his work, vil takes a picture of it before returning yuu’s glasses and turning it towards a mirror, letting it take its new appearance.
« this is certainly different. » yuu comments after a while, staring at its reflection.
« one would begin to think you spend too much time with ghosts! you’re starting to look like one! »
vil moves onto a tangent, explaining the different things he applied on its face, and why; a modest amount of blush and lip gloss to give it more colour, eyeshadow that accentuate its eyes and gold eyeliner to bring attention to them, while also using some product to bring definition to its lashes. yuu nods, albeit only understanding half of what was being said, and intent on recreating none of it after removing the makeup that evening before bed.
it doesn’t have a knack for makeup and doesn’t exactly have the patience to learn at the moment.
« thank you for this. » yuu nods graciously.
« well, if you understand, go on and try these clothes on now. » vil huffs proudly, handing yuu the first outfit he put together. « the changing room is over there. »
yuu quietly accepted the articles and quietly stepped to the rooms to put them on, footsteps still eerily quiet.
« and stop slouching, or i’ll stick a ruler behind your back! » vil threatened.
the effect was instantaneous, yuu quickly fixing its posture and pulling its shoulders back, chin lifted, before disappearing behind a corner.
vil sighs, he really has his work cut out for him with this potato.
when yuu reappears, vil is pleased to see that his selection had been a perfect fit for it, not that he had any doubts. he knew exactly what items would go well with someone of yuu’s physique, and innate vibe.
it now wore a light brown wool vest with cable stitching on top of a white dress shirt. it seemed that yuu had taken some liberties to personalise the clothings, choosing to only tuck in one side under the white dress pants it was provided with, secured around its waist with a thick brown belt. hanging from its shoulder was the beige trenchcoat vil handed it with the outfit. not what vil had in mind, but it certainly wasn’t shabby looking.
vil nods approvingly, taking another picture, before giving it the next items, which it quickly put on, to return for vil’s assessment.
this time it was a white blouse, with ruffles flowing down the mandarin collar and through the loose, puffy sleeves, into the laced cuff. the fabric hung softly from yuu’s body, just enough to give it a smoother appearance without being overbearing to the point of swamping its body and muddying its physique. the soft fabric was tucked into the black dress pants it wore, on which the suspenders that hung around its shoulders were clipped. under it, yuu had dark grey socks and black oxfords. wrapped loosely around yuu’s neck was a grey scarf.
« i almost feel like a waiter working at the lounge. » yuu laughs to itself, as it looked over what it was wearing.
vil squints at it. to compare an outfit he personally put together for it to another dorm’s uniform… regardless, he tries not to dwell on it too long, but before handing yuu the next items, he asked it what it thought of skirts and high heels.
yuu gave it curious look.
« i have no problem with them. » it replied truthfully.
« perfect, because you’re wearing this outfit either way. »
yuu blinks as it takes the articles of clothing, not commenting or reacting otherwise.
when yuu returns, vil was pleasantly surprised by how he can now hear its approach, footsteps no longer silent as the rhythmic sound of heels clicking against the floor made its way closer to him. he was pleasantly surprised by how well yuu seemed to carry itself in the pair of high-heeled black boots it received, seemingly carrying itself with a certain grace it seldom revealed, walking towards vil with confident strides, elegant in its steps, never tripping or faltering.
« i see you’ve done this before. » vil hums, pleased.
« it’s certainly not my first time, no. » yuu nods, stopping before him once more, this time 10 centimetres taller.
it wore a black breton cap and a dark grey dress shirt with a cravat of the same colour, a gold chain hanging and looping on the hem. with just a plain black pencil skirt covering its lower half grazing the top of its knees, vil could see yuu’s slim, well defined legs, no doubt as a result from its consistent horse riding lessons, though he does cringe by how the rest of its skin seemed to be as dry as its face was.
« hmm. try this long vest on. » vil adds at the end of his evaluation, handing yuu another item, which it obediently put on.
vil seemed satisfied with the result, the hem of the long vest framing yuu’s figure well.
« i have one last outfit i want you to try on. here. »
the final outfit was a ruffled blouse with a black vest over it, complimented with a dark beret, a soft grey cardigan and a long plaid skirt with buttons running down the front. yuu still wore the same high-heeled boots, showing no signs of tiring. it stood still, beautifully, without a hint of clumsiness, back straight, without a slump.
unlike most potatoes, this one didn’t need to be reminded to not walk with slouch. it knows how to carry itself proudly and properly, lifting its feet with every step, not dragging them along the floor and causing a terribly awful scraping sound. though vil figured yuu knew how to pick its feet up to walk properly if it knew how to conceal its footsteps so well.
it’s a bit strange, to see yuu like this. but it seemed that vil was right: that behind someone who usually looked so dull and unremarkable, was a diamond in the rough. someone who possessed a certain charm that only needed a little coaxing to shine.
after finding himself satisfied with all the pictures he had taken of yuu, vil nods to himself, letting yuu know that it was free to leave, but not without giving it a long list of products to invest in for its skin, as well as the product he used for yuu’s makeup. it was a list he had organised during the exchange, and he made sure to show yuu that he had provided it with some cheaper alternative, so “budget cannot be used as an excuse to slack off!”.
yuu is then handed a large bag containing the different outfits vil had prepared and made it wear, and it hesitated before taking it from him.
« i had prepared these for you. i’ll give them to you as they do not fit me, and they suit you. » vil explains to the smaller student.
« oh. thank you ever so much. i will make sure to wear them often. » yuu nods gratefully, unable to deny that the outfits it was given were something it was inclined to dress in. that, and it would never turn away from free gifts.
from his long career, vil can spot an liar from a mile away, can easily spot when someone is playing a role or trying to deceive him. and yuu was a terribly good actor. but the way yuu responded to vil’s judgement and consideration, never once withering under his sharp gaze, the way it knew how to carry itself properly and walk in a dignified manner, in a way that garners and attracted people’s gaze. no, yuu is…
« you don’t actually attracting hate attention, do you? » he questions.
yuu stares at vil for a moment, for maybe a moment too long, its dark eyes perhaps a little too dark, before it decided at an answer.
« not particularly. i dislike it when people look at me too long, but i’ve been trained better than to make it known. » yuu shrugged. « but i also hatebeing ignored. » it admitted lowly.
« then why dull yourself? some people may take your modesty and unassuming disposition at face value, and judge you as someone not worth remembering. » vil wonders.
« being a stranger works for me. » yuu smiles placidly. « i prefer it this way. people lower their guard and speak openly even when i’m around. they do not seem to have any qualms about revealing things they would usually hide if they know i’m the only witness. »
vil watches as yuu moves to leave the room, footsteps unnaturally silent once more, but it lingers by the open doorway, seemingly lost in thought before it turned its head back to spare vil one last glance.
« after all, i’m the helpful,magiclessprefect of ramshackle dorm who will disappear one day. there would be no reason to be worried that i’m around, would there? » yuu smiles, some of its teeth peeking through.
it doesn’t reach its eyes.
vil realises why yuu got along so well with underhanded, conniving octavinelle.
(in the end, i decided to draw the different outfits + yuu alternate hairstyle that vil chose for it)
i like the idea of wearing skirts and high heels without being emasculated/being asked if he’s femme aligned? like yuu uses he/it pronouns. he doesnt align with nonbinary or femme gender identities at all (theres nothing wrong with it – its just not who yuu is), but he can still rock a dress ♥
PROMPT 7
Celebrating your birthday with Heartslabyul
Trey wants to know your OC’s favourite cake because their birthday is coming. Do they celebrate their birthday? Do they like cake? If not what kind of food do they like because Trey wants to make it for them. He’s lowkey organising a party at Heartslabyul too.
Ace and Deuce sure look more excited than you even though it’s your birthday. The grin is wiped off when Riddle hands them chores to do~
Riddle makes sure everyone at Heartslabyul is in attendance at the party. Is your OC good with social interaction or do they get anxious?
Cater wouldn’t let them go without at least one picture though!
« speaking of, when is your birthday? » deuce asked, hand to his chin as he tried to remember if yuu had mentioned its birthday in previous conversations, drawing an unfortunate blank.
yuu furrowed its brows.
« … i can’t recall. » it finally answered after a pregnant pause.
« wait, seriously?? don’t tell me it got lost in transit. » ace gawked.
it shook its head. as far as its aware, its faculties had not been otherwise altered in any way from being transported into a different world.
« no, it’s simply because i’ve never bothered to remember it. »
« oh… that’s too bad… » deuce mumbled sadly.
yuu watched their expressions fall. it felt rather intrigued by how… disappointed its friends looked at this revelation. did they… want to celebrate it?
« i know it happened in august. late august i think? because not long after the ceremony, school would start back again. »
ace and deuce instantly perked up, their faces lighting up in excitement at the same time, and yuu’s lips quirking up slightly at their synchrony.
« as for the date… i’m afraid i don’t know. why don’t you two decide for me? » it added.
it’s a little bittersweet, it thinks. its birthday had never been yuu’s to begin with. not yuu’s to look forwards to, not yuu’s to celebrate, not yuu’s to remember. it supposed it’s only natural that, now that it had forgotten, yuu would let others choose its new birthdate.
after a brief discussion, it seemed that the pair had come to a consensus on yuu’s twisted wonderland birthdate: « then how about the 28th? »
« we can throw a party and enjoy ourselves without worrying about classes the very next day! » ace cheered.
« and it’s a few days after the dorm leader’s, so we’ve got time to make it an absolute blast!! » deuce beamed.
«28th of august it is. » yuu nods.
This was so heartwarming
I understand how it must have caught them off guard when asked to express their feelings. It may be new bit always welcome imo ✨
ADeuce trying their best! We stan ✨
Riddle was rendered speechless when he learned that Malleus was to tower over him and Yuu. The tall Diasomnia student in the middle of Riddle and Yuu. Cater clicks pics and the awkwardness of all 3 makes his notifs go BOOM BOOM
Yes Yuu needs more bday parties!!!! And now they know what they like
ue ue ue yess happiness for my repressed lil scrunkly yuu finally finds ppl that like him and want him to just be himself (a neurotic, sometimes awkward, weirdo) instead of pretending to be a perfect charming boy
just adeuce being supportive and well-meaning, albeit sometimes exasperating, friends, trey being patient, cater being yuu’s trauma buddy , and riddle wanting to be there for his senpai in the same way yuu has always offered a shoulder for him soung of crying
i feel whoever the person that “yuu” was has long died, he just hasn’t realised it yet, but a new birthdate is the start of it. i want him to experience many good and enjoyable times from now on :)
sigh oh, the urge to run away to a different country and starting your life over haha
also! i thought that’s such a neat scene, so i doodled it:
two manlets and a giant kfskljdfdskl
there are two (2) very noteworthy things in this image: something almost as rare as a wild malleus sighting!!!! a very rare genuine smiling yuu!!!!i’ve heard that if you can collect 10 of them, you can trade them in for a free goodie at sam’s mystery shop!
