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Study Session 🌷🥀

Characters: Ace+Yuu+Deuce (Platonic)

Gender Neutral Yuu

CW: Yuu grills everyone, Grim, Ace and Deuce almost burn down ramshackle, platonic cuddling, platonic relationship, Ace and Deuce are sweethearts.

A/N: To the anon and all the others who wanted this I GOTCHU FAM. I was originally planning to write however I was tired after class so I only ended up writing around 725 words I hope that is satisfactory. If not I will definitely write more for the trio since I love them so much. (Fox hates Tumblr Mobile)

W/C: 725

Not proofread

“I got 42.” Ace out his hands on his hips proudly.

“I got -30.” Deuce showing Yuu his paper. Yuu grabbed it examining it as Deuce looked defeated.

“How did you get -30?” Ace asked, looking at the blue haired male confused.

“Well how did you get 42?” Deuce asked, retaliating.

“This is English homework, where did you get the math from?” Yuu asked as they both looked embarrassed. Deuce grabbed his homework in shame as they both erased their answers.

“This is the second time this month they confused math and English homework.” Grim spoke, eating his tuna.

“It's starting to become a pattern at this point.” Yuu spoke

“Well if the professors worded the questions easier I would understand it better.” Ace defended himself.

“Maybe you just can't read.” Yuu spoke, flicking his forehead.

“It's just a grammar question that should be easy.” Deuce spoke

“How did you both get math equations from grammar?” Yuu asked.

“At least we did the homework correctly.” Grim showed off.

“As if you didn't make the potion explode during class today.” Yuu spoke to him.

“That wasn't my fault, that was my henchmen's fault.” Grim crossed his arms huffing.

“Can you two be quiet? I need to think.” Ace scolded.

“Since when do you ever think?” Yuu asked as Ace shot Yuu a look.

“Finished.” Deuce sat up placing his pencil down.

“How did you finish it that quickly?” Ace asked, speeding up.

“I just followed what we did in class.” Deuce shrugged.

A bit later Ace stopped writing and put his pencil down with a proud smug on his face. “Finished.”

“They are both getting Fs tomorrow.” Grim snickered.

“Quiet Grim unless you want to help.” Ace spat at the Cat.

“Naw.” He went back to eating tuna.

“Yuu what do you have to eat?” Deuce asked.

“Well I only had enough to get myself food this month so you guys can eat whatever I’ll figure something out.” Yuu spoke.

Ace blinked. Then he got up, Deuce following as they ran out the room and downstairs. A bit later the door opened and closed.

“Did you scare them off?” Grim asked as Yuu shrugged.

“Who knows.” Yuu spoke getting up and going downstairs.

Around 15 minutes later the door opened and Yuu looked to see Deuce with bags in his hand he placed them over by the kitchen.

“I could of helped carry them, you know.” Ace spoke

“I told you I'm used to carrying all the bags.” Deuce spoke, wiping his hands.

“Did you guys seriously get food?” Yuu asked

“Yeah, don't worry about it, we can cook it for you. Think of it as our treat for you helping us.” Ace spoke

“Don't burn the kitchen down.” Yuu spoke

While they both were in the middle of cooking they in fact almost started a fire. Grim came down to laugh at them before Yuu shooed him. The finished product was just some instant ramen. They added extra stuff too.

“You two are never cooking again.” Yuu spoke grabbing the dishes and going to clean them.

“What? we totally did a good job though.” Ace spoke proudly.

“Well someone almost burnt down Yuu’s kitchen.” Deuce spat at Ace.

“Nu uh that was you.” Ace spat back at him.

“You were the one that was cooking the noodles.” Deuce spoke.

“Don't start fighting.” Yuu spoke as they both went silent.

“I'm going to shower.” Ace spoke going upstairs. Deuce got up and helped with cleaning the dishes.

“You don't have to help, I got it.” Yuu spoke

“No it's okay. I can help.” Deuce spoke

After everyone showered (separately ya nasty) the three of them were all huddled in Yuu’s room. Getting ready to go to sleep.

“Can I be in the middle?” Ace asked.

“You're asking this now?” Deuce asked.

“You didn't answer my question.” Ace spoke

“Fine.” Deuce spoke as Deuce got out and Ace went in the middle. Deuce got back in as well.

“...Wait, I changed my mind.” Ace spoke as Deuce. groaned.

“Let me just.” Yuu spoke as they crawled over Ace and laid in the middle. They laid their head on Aces chest as Deuce wrapped their arms around Yuu.

“Goodnight guys.” Yuu spoke

“Goodnight.” Deuce spoke

…

“Wait I-” Ace was cut off by Deuce Yuu and Grim “No”

They indeed both got Fs the next day.

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Beneficial Marriage

Jade x Reader

You’ve thought about it long and hard. Yes, this is the conclusion you came to. A way to secure your future.

You slam your hands on the table as you stand, your eyes boring into Jade’s face. He continues writing in the Lounge’s ledger book without moving from his seat. You would have thought he didn’t take any notice of your abrupt action, but the slight upwards quirk of his lips gives him away.

“As I thought, I have to get married to a competent person!”

You think you hear him exhale a quick puff of air, something that barely qualifies as laughter.

“Is ‘competent’ truly the word you are looking for?” He flips a page, eyes still trained on the numbers. “Surely, you must have meant ‘wonderful,’ ‘kind,’ ‘compassionate,’ ‘loving,’ or something along those lines, no?”

“Those would be nice, too. But competent definitely is my priority. A useless partner is just dead weight on my shoulders, right? There’s no way I can marry someone who’ll drag me down.”

What brought this on was the recent success of your clothing brand. Your wares focus on making human fashion trends comfortable to wear for all manner of beastkin. Tails, ears, fur, horns, you name it and there’s a category in your online shop for it. It is not a new concept, but it is still true that most trending clothes are created with regular humans in mind. It certainly did not hurt for Vil to casually mention your shop in his recent Magicam post.

“If my success continues, doesn’t this mean I have the potential to really make a lot of money?” You have a surprisingly good business sense, so you think you have a pretty good chance of keeping your brand afloat. But with great money comes great responsibility. “I don’t want to get exploited by a partner for my money, nor do I want my partner to be an idiot who makes growing my business difficult. So it’ll be best if they’re competent and have no issues with managing their own income. They could even help out with mine, although I’m aware that might be asking for too much.”

Jade notes down some calculations, flawlessly multitasking between managing the ledger and listening to you. He hasn’t looked up at you once, but you can tell he’s finding great entertainment in listening to your ramblings. The barely restrained grin on his lips is a dead giveaway.

“You underestimate the greed some possess. Even a businessman with a flourishing company may attempt to steal yours.”

“Well then, I imagine my judgement of character will be so good that I can filter out those people right away.” His shoulders shake slightly. Is he stifling a laugh? “Don’t laugh at me. I’m being serious here.”

“Don’t you think,” he says, closing the ledger, “the fact that you remain friends with me indicates your poor skills in judgement?”

“Don’t be edgy. It’s making you exude middle-schooler vibes.” You dramatically place a hand over your chest and close your eyes in mock sorrow. “Stay away from me for your own good! I’m dangerous!”

Jade finally chuckles audibly, hiding his grin behind a gloved hand. You open one eye out of curiosity. His sharp eyes dart up to meet yours. There’s a curve to them that only exists when the smile is genuine. You aren’t sure how happy you are to be the source of his entertainment.

“How interesting it is to hear that is how you perceive my words. I will be more careful with what I say in the future.”

“Whatever, we’re off topic.” You cross your arms and shifting your weight from one foot to the other. In your excitement, you’ve forgotten you have the option to sit back down. “I’m still thinking about my requirements for a partner.”

“Why are you in such a hurry?” He leans forward in his seat and tilts his head. He must find your dilemma funny. Certainly, he wouldn’t have any troubles finding a partner, the son of rich parents that he is. “We are still young.”

“And no longer in school! Meeting people has never been so difficult.” It’s not that you don’t socialize. Networking is important for business, after all. Unfortunately, nobody so far has met your standards. “If I lower my expectations, my successful and worry-free future will be compromised!”

“There is nothing wrong with staying single.”

You look to the side, pursing your lips. A slight flush settles on your cheeks. When you reply, it is barely above a whisper.

“Maybe I kind of, sort of, just a tiny bit, want a relationship.”

Jade doesn’t look surprised. If anything, his grin grows bigger and shows a few too many serrated teeth.

“There is nothing wrong with that, either. If it will ease your troubles, may I propose a solution?” He reaches across the table and reaches for your hand. You meet him halfway. Your fingers rest in his palm lightly, with enough control to yank back at a moment’s notice if he decides to pull something unhinged just to tease you. He doesn’t do so, but his expression puts you on alert. “Wouldn’t you agree that I am competent enough to be a candidate for your partner?”

You blink once. Twice.

“What kind of bull—”

You snap your mouth shut. Upon further thought, it’s not a bad offer. You’ve known Jade for years. He’s shifty but reliable when you need him to be. Despite your wariness around his hidden motives and his constant sense of schadenfreude, there’s an underlying unspoken trust between both of you. If it comes down to it, you’re confident you can, to some extent, counter his schemes. His family is rich, he’s set to inherit the business, and he’s capable enough to run it properly. Actually, isn’t he a pretty good choice?

“I’ll consider it.”

It’s worrisome how his smile looks like that of a cat that caught the canary, but you suppose he’s always been like that. You can cut him some slack this time. You don’t even withdraw your hand when he pulls it to his lips.

“I am very pleased to hear that.”

“Only for consideration, okay? I haven’t made a decision yet. But even if I do,” your eyes drift to the ceiling in thought, “it should be fine. Couples can always break up, engagements can be annulled, even marriages can be broken by a divorce. So really, I have nothing to worry about!”

He presses his cheek to the palm of your hand, his grin seeming about to split his face in half. He murmurs against your skin in a tone that sounds more like a promise than a goal.

“Rest assured that if you truly choose to be mine, I have no plans on letting you go.” His eyes, sparkling in mischief and withheld laughter, curve with his smile. “So do take your time and think long and hard about it. I will patiently await your answer.”