NIGHTMARE HAREM

Have some shitty meme while I try to finish my HCs request...

I also started to write a scenario request and dude I realised I have no idea what I'm doing

It will be done though

never gonna give yall up

never gonna let yall down

Okay yeah I'm starting college in 9 days, I'm not mentally ready

Beel dating a demon on his sports team?

Imagine two buff demon just cuddling , adorable

A/N: Okay this is like, the cutest thing. This doesn't have cuddling, but how about an old-fashioned getting together fic instead?

BEELZEBUB x Demon!gn!Reader, 3.4k words, SFW.

Content: You're a new student at RAD and a successful recruit to the school's Fangol team. The team captain is the Avatar of Gluttony and one of the strongest demons in the Devildom, but you end up becoming unlikely friends—what could possibly go wrong?

Warnings: A bit of angst and jealousy, resolved romantic tension, some cursing, minor references to blood/injury/violence. Reader pronouns: you/your, they/them.

— As Diavolo's philosophies start to have long-term, lasting impacts on the entire Devildom, more demons from outside the bustling metropolis join RAD's roster. The day you walk into your first class, a transfer from one of the outer rings, no one really cares. You're just a new face in a crowd of many. New students are always treated with some level of skepticism: how long will it take for you to get bored and return to wherever you came from, like so many others do?

— A couple weeks pass by and it becomes clear that the school's novelty isn't a passing fancy for you. The other students start to warm up to you, and you dive head-first into student life to get to know them. You join study groups in the library after school, you volunteer for some of the campus clubs, and you sign up for the upcoming season's Fangol tryouts.

— Beel watches the new hopefuls as they're put through rigorous drills and mock games to test their abilities. You might not be the most powerful demon that signed up, but your agility is impressive as you weave quickly through the other demons in a blur. You would fill a weak spot in the current team's line-up. Beel casts his vote when he and the other veteran players are asked for their nominations. With his endorsement, you're officially drafted onto the team—on a trial basis, of course.

— Beel sees it as his responsibility to help new players acclimate to the team. He's not only team captain, but he's also one of the Avatars of Sin. Leadership and responsibility naturally fall onto his shoulders, and it's something he takes seriously.

— There's a lot of pressure for the team to perform well due to Fangol's popularity in the Devildom, and Beel doesn't want to lose good talent due to petty nonsense. He makes sure that new teammates aren't put through any embarrassing hazing rituals and that everyone remains respectful, as much as competitive demons can be.

— Your place as a RAD student and a new member of the team feels legitimized after the season's first game ends in a landslide victory. You're invited to the rowdy after party, and it feels like you finally belong.

— It's natural that you gravitate towards your teammates for company and friendship off the field too. You pair with them for class projects and sit near them in the cafeteria at lunch. Sometimes Beel invites you to sit in the empty chair next to him while his twin naps across the table. You muffle your giggles behind your hand as Beel slowly steals food off Belphie's neglected lunch tray. You offer him some of your lunch too, and he nudges your shoulder in thanks.

— Your friendship with the Avatar of Gluttony slowly grows from there. You sit with Beel at lunch time more often than not, and you offer him leftovers because you know he doesn't like it when good food goes to waste.

— You're both terrible at Seductive Speechcraft but you pair together for practical demonstrations anyway. If you're going to bomb that class, you might as well have fun doing it. You laugh so hard after his poor attempt to "woo" you with the promise of Gigadeath Burgers that you nearly topple sideways out of your seat. You wipe the tears from your eyes and suggest he try sweeping you off your feet next time because those muscular arms of his are irresistible. It's meant to be a joke, but you bite your lip and turn away bashfully while the faintest bit of pink colours his cheeks. (He would give that little remark of yours a passing grade if he could.)

— It's a bit awkward at first, but you quickly get used to seeing your teammates in various states of undress in the locker room before or after a game. You don't mean to stare at Beel sometimes, but it's hard not to linger on his bare chest when he tugs his sweaty jersey over his head, or when his towel hangs low on his hips after he walks out of the shower room. You're not attuned to lust the way you are to some of your other sins, but you can still recognize the little sparks of attraction and desire that tingle in your belly whenever you see him.

— (You're so focused on trying to ignore those feelings for him that you don't notice how his heated gaze starts to follow you too.)

— Things get a little strange at a party following another victorious game. You know in theory that Beel has fans and admirers and the occasional side piece, but it never bothered you until now. Watching them paw at his chest and lean forward to whisper their sultry desires into his ear puts you on edge. You grit your teeth and set down your drink before you're tempted to do something stupid, like throw it against the wall in frustration. You leave the party early, offering a curt farewell to some of your teammates on your way out the door. You don't dare look over your shoulder at Beel and whoever he's with—you doubt he'll even notice you're gone anyway.

— Things are awkward after the party. You still do group work together when you're asked to partner up, but he notices that you're tense and pensive. You have to unclench your jaw when you need to give him short, perfunctory replies whenever he asks you something. You dodge his attempts at small talk and you don't joke around or laugh like you used to. You avoid the cafeteria at lunch completely, feigning some excuse about needing to study in the library instead.

— Your performance on the field suffers too. Your movements are sharper with a type of aggression he's never seen from you before. Your plays are rough, reckless, and almost dangerous. You earn more fouls in a single practice than you have all season. He pulls you off the field for a time out while the others pretend not to eavesdrop on your argument.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" His arms are crossed over his chest. He doesn't mean to yell, but he's disappointed by your performance. You're being too careless, you could get hurt. He tries to mask his own confusion with anger—it feels like you're changing into someone he doesn't recognize. You've been avoiding him, and he doesn't like it. He hates it. He might be your team captain, but he's also your friend and he misses you terribly. He tries to remind himself to be professional, but it seems neither of you are feeling very professional today.

"I'm fine," you mutter angrily, staring at the grass while you kick at it with your cleats.

He takes a couple deep breaths and rubs his face tiredly. "Look, I can tell you're upset about something, and I'm worried about you. We're friends, aren't we? If there's something bothering you, you can talk to me."

He clasps his hand on your shoulder, but you shrug it off and step back out of arm's reach. "There's nothing to talk about." The words sound more venomous than you intended, and you dampen the urge to apologize when something like pain flickers across his expression.

Beel's voice trembles with poorly-concealed frustration when he dismisses you. "Then maybe you should take today off and come back when you're ready to smarten up." He turns away and storms onto the field without looking back.

— Beel's teammates might be too intimidated to ask what's going on between the two of you, but his brother isn't. Belphie knows all about you, of course. He wrongly assumed you were just a new fling who was too clingy for their own good, the way you and Beel seemed joined at the hip at times. He realized it was more than that when Beel kept bringing you up in the sappiest, love-stricken tone he's ever heard. It wasn't any of his business and he had no reason to interfere as long as his brother was happy.

— Beel stomps into the dining room after practice that night and jabs his food angrily with his fork, but his aura radiates hurt and pain, like his heart's been ripped in two. Belphie decides he might need to step in after all.

"Hey, I was trying to watch my show—ow! Belphie, what the hell is that for?!"

Beel glances up from his homework when his bedroom door slams open. Levi stumbles through the doorway and continues yelling at Belphie who follows him inside. He brushes past a very disgruntled Levi and flops down on his own bed with a yawn.

"Beel's friend is mad at him, and I think you can help him figure out why," Belphie mumbles sleepily as he gets comfy in his pile of pillows.

Levi grumbles something about gross normie nonsense as Beel frowns. "What is he talking about?"

Levi gestures in Beel's general direction. "That friend of yours, the one you've been emo about lately—I've been getting, you know, vibes from them." He covers his mouth with his arm and narrows his eyes. "What did you do to make them so jealous? I'd be impressed if it wasn't so annoying and believe me, I've tried to ignore it."

Beel wants to argue that there's no reason why you'd be jealous, but then he remembers the party almost two weeks ago. He hoped to ask you out for dinner, but one of his old hook-ups tried to get his attention and offer themselves for a little bit of fun. By the time he brushed them off as politely as he could and looked for you, you had already left.

He runs his hand through his hair and wonders how he missed all the signs. Now that he thinks about it, it seems so obvious. "I think there might've been a...misunderstanding," he admits awkwardly.

Levi wrinkles his nose. "Well whatever it is, you might still have a chance to fix things so good luck, I guess."

"Wait, how do you know that?" Beel asks curiously when his brother turns to leave.

Levi pauses in the doorway and glances at him over his shoulder. "If they really hated you, you'd be talking to Satan right now instead of me."

— Beel tosses and turns while he mulls over what Levi told him. If you were jealous because you thought he was with someone else, that meant you liked him, right? As more than a friend? His mind raced with the implications, and then he let himself get carried away imagining the possibilities.

— His stomach rumbles from nerves from a frustrating day and a disappointing dinner. He tries to go to sleep but Belphie's quiet snores across the room don't calm him the way they usually do. He feels unsettled, plagued with uncertainty and doubt.

— He's not sure what made him reach for his D.D.D. but he regrets texting you as soon as he hits Send. It's late and you should be sleeping by now. What if he wakes you up? He doesn't have to ponder his guilt for very long because his phone pings with a reply not long after.

You: It's late. Are you okay?

Beel: I couldn't sleep.

You: Yeah, me neither.

Beel: I don't like how things have been between us. I'm sorry.

You: I'm sorry too. I haven't been in the best of moods lately and I shouldn't have snapped earlier. You were right to bench me today, I was out of line.

Beel: I appreciate that, but I meant I was sorry about the party.

Beel: I know it looked bad with that other demon, but nothing happened. I should've realized sooner that's what made you upset.

You: I guess there's no point denying it now, huh?

You: Was it that obvious?

Beel: No. My brothers helped me figure that part out.

You: Well, that's embarrassing.

Beel: If I told you that you're cute when you're jealous...

You: I wasn't cute, I was being ridiculous.

Beel: I can't stop thinking about how ridiculous and not-cute you are then.

You: Don't say things like that.

Beel: Why not? It's true.

You: If you were this smooth in class, you'd be passing with flying colours.

Beel: :)

You: Anyway, that's not the point.

You: We have a game tomorrow and we should both get some sleep. Maybe we can talk about this properly, in person.

Beel: How about tomorrow night after the game?

You: Sure.

Beel: We can go out for dinner after, just the two of us.

You: Like a date?

Beel: Yeah, a date.

You: I'm looking forward to it.

Beel: Me too. Sweet dreams.

— Neither of you bring up the fight or your late-night conversation, but things already seem a bit better when you see each other at RAD the next day. You go to the cafeteria to have lunch for the first time in nearly a week, and Beel waves you over as soon as he sees you walk through the doorway. He saved the seat beside him with his school bag, almost like he was hoping you'd show up.

— The other members of the team are relieved to see that whatever is going on between the two of you is on its way to being resolved. The mood in the locker room before the game that night is light-hearted, spirited and boisterous. They write off the fight between you and Beel as a little lover's squabble (though none of them tell you that).

— The excitement in the air for tonight's game is almost palpable. It's almost the end of the season and the games are getting more intense as competition grows fierce. The stands are filled to the brim with fans for both teams. Beel waves to someone as you follow him to the field, and you peer into the crowd to see who's caught his attention. All his siblings are watching, and one of them—you think it's Asmodeus—is waving a giant sign with Beel's name written in glitter paint.

— Beel is on the sidelines for the first quarter, but he wishes you good luck as you jog past him to join your team on the field. You take your position in the offensive line-up and bounce on your heels. Adrenaline pumps through your veins as the whistle blows and the ball is thrown into play. No matter what you try to tell yourself, you know it's your dinner date with Beel that has your heart racing. The first offensive maneuver is called and you sprint into action as the crowd cheers.

— Beel watches as both teams clash to try and gain control of the ball. There's a sudden flash of light in the middle of the field before the game descends into chaos. The crowd is in an uproar as the referees' whistles ring out across the stadium. Beel heads onto the field to try and break up the brawl that's erupted between the two teams, but it's not until he tears through the melee that he realizes you're on the ground while one of the medics kneels beside you.

"Beel, I'm fine," you mumble as he leads you off the field towards the bench. The rejuvenation potion the medic gave you is starting to kick in, but it still feels like the world is spinning a bit too quickly for your liking. Your face is smudged with dirt from the fall earlier and there's a small gash across your arm. No one's ever managed to jinx you before.

"I'll feel a lot better if I know you're resting," he says as he helps you sit down. When you open your mouth to protest, he touches the back of his hand to your cheek. "Please, just take it easy, okay? For me."

You can't say no to that. It feels like your face is on fire and you look back out onto the field to avoid his eyes. His gaze was concerned earlier, but now they're bright with warmth and affection. It almost hurts to look at how bright he can be sometimes.

"If it'll make you happy, I'll take a break," you offer mildly, darting your eyes up to his before looking away again. Your heart flutters in your chest and telling yourself it's just adrenaline isn't convincing anymore. "I'll be fine, really." You nod your head towards the group of players milling about. "Do me a favour and get 'em back for me, will you? I was supposed to have a date tonight and they've made a mess of me."

"Don't worry, I plan to." A predatory smirk curls his lips and the tips of his fangs peek through. The glint in his eye is dangerous; it promises violence and bloodshed. It would be terrifying if you didn't know him as well as you do.

He returns to the field as the teams take their places. His assistant captain whispers something in his ear that makes Beel's aura crackle with power. You might not know which player took you out of the game, but it seems that Beel does. The demons on the other team realize they should've forfeited when they had the chance, but the whistle blows and it's too late for mercy.

You lean against the railing as Beel leads the next offensive play. His wings flutter rapidly at his back as he moves with single-minded purpose towards the other team's defensive line. They have no idea what's coming, and you almost feel bad for them.

Almost.

As soon as your team scores the final goal of the game, you head towards the locker room to shower and change. You brought a nice outfit to wear for your date with Beel, but you leave it tucked away in your locker—you're not sure you're up to going out tonight after all. The dizziness is gone, but your body still aches from the spell that sent you plummeting to the ground. You stand under the showerhead as hot water cascades over your body. It rinses sweat and dirt off your skin until it swirls down the drain at your feet.

You throw on a comfortable change of clothes instead of your date outfit—a RAD t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants—and step out of the shower area. You yelp in surprise when you spot Beel sitting in the locker room. He looks up when he hears you approach, and the hard lines etched on his face soften. At some point he stripped off his jersey while he waited, but he's filthy and desperately needs a shower too. There's mud in his hair and smears of blood on his face. (Things got a little violent in the second half of the game, and more than one player on the opposing team had to be carried off the field on a stretcher.)

"I'm not sure tonight's a good night to go out for dinner after all," you admit as you drop your bag on the bench beside him. "I'm okay postponing our date if you are."

He doesn't look surprised. He actually looks relieved. "It was a long day," he agrees quietly, looking you over for any signs you might still be in discomfort or pain. "What about staying in tonight instead? I know a great place that offers delivery—my treat."

He holds out his hand to you, and you smile bashfully when you place your hand in his. "My place is more private than yours, if you want to come over and—"

A loud growl suddenly erupts from Beel's stomach and echoes off the walls in the locker room. You burst out into a fit of laughter, and he can't help but laugh too. He clears his throat and heads to his locker to grab his gym bag so he can change. "What you said, about going to your place—I think that's a great idea." He ignores the heat in his cheeks and pretends he's not red as a tomato.

Your eyes are alight with amusement and a bit of mischief. "The sooner you get ready, the sooner we can eat," you tell him when you push him playfully towards the showers. "Something tells me you're hungry," you joke, glancing at his belly with a grin.

He leans into your space so his voice rumbles close to your ear. "I'm starving."

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Should I post the stupid memes I made about Nightmare Harem?

Putting a bit of a hold on my remaining requests for Nightmare Harem, because I'm going ti have an overdose otherwise

I love this.

Imagine them threatening war over small arguements while at the academy together

Like

"Lucia remember that time you hide my essay? I'm sure it'll come back once demons are all killed."

Sometimes I sit down and think about Mikael and Lucia...

And I wonder if they started a war on Nightmare just to be petty

Hello!!!can u make a Ricardo x shy,chubby reader that were glasses,has big tips,and plushy butt mirror smut like reader is insecure and Ricardo just drags reader to her room and put them infront of a mirror and just starts to go at the reader even denying the reader until they say they are good enough for him and their not useless and he just whispers in their ear "say that again and I won't be so nice"and reader just looks up at him with puffy teary eyes with their glasses barely hanging on their face and nods and then they cuddle for the rest of the night😊sorry if this is to much hope u understand!!!😅😅😅

Hey ! Your ask is very detailed thank you so much :).

I don't write full NSFW scenes and I'm overall not the best at writting scenarios, but I hope you will still like it ♡

Disclaimer: This scenario contains negative speech of one's body type. Please keep in mind that this is not written with any malicious intent and that every single body type is beautiful in it's own way. Do not be ashamed of your body

Your heart clenched as you looked into the mirror for the longest time again tonight: why did your body look so big? Why did you have to wear glasses? You weren't usually so negative about your own appearance, but walking around town with your boyfriend and seeing all those beautiful women flirting with him right in your face...It hurt. They were basically like fashion icons while you were...you.

Maybe Ricardo would prefer if you looked like those women...? Maybe he was with you only out of pity? You clearly weren't on his level afterall. That much was very clear. He was the exact picture of a model just like those women.

Unlike you.

That thought was enough for your eyes to burn and make you inhale sharply. You tried to close your eyes and calm yourself down: the last thing you needed was to look pathetic over such a small thing in front of your boyfriend.

Your hands were shaking as you tried to regain your composure and fix your disheveled hair for the third time.

Why can't you be skinnier? Why can't you have a pretty body? Why can't you-

"Y/N ?" Your train of thoughts was cut short by the voice of Ricardo on the other side of the door. You had completely forgotten that you had left him alone in the entrance of the castle. Having scurried to your bedroom in a hurry, tears in your eyes.

Embarassement creeped in you, how stupid could you be? It wasn't your boyfriend's fault that women found him attractive. Why did you have to go hide? How childish could you be? No wonder those women couldn't even think that you were dating him when they approached the both of you...

You tensed as you heard the door open slowly and the footsteps of Ricardo walking inside your shared bedroom.

"Y/N? Why did you leav-....Are you alright?"

He cut himself off when his functionning eye landed on your crumpled form on the ground. Where his tone had seemed annoyed at first, it was now worried.

Your throat felt tight, like something was stuck in it, you were unable to look up from your own form in the mirror and even less able to form any coherent answer for the man who looked at you with worry.

"Y/N. Answer me." His voice was demanding, almost like an order and yet it sounded full of worry.

You felt his gaze scrutinise you as you held back your tears again. He sighed before crouching down next to you as he saw you tear up.

"Please...Talk to me?" His tone was desesperate now.

Your heart was beating quickly in your chest, could you actually tell him? Wouldn't you look stupid? He didn't do anything wrong afterall...

"I...It's stupid...forget it" You mumbled out as you looked away from your reflection and got up from the floor.

The man frowned, clearly not believing your pathetic lie and stood up as well before going to stand behind you in front of the mirror. He put his arm around your waist and let his chin rest in the crook of your neck.

"Liar. You're crying. You can't lie to me, you're not allowed." he whispered in your ear before biting your lobe slightly.

You shudered under the sudden contact and looked once again in the mirror.

You bite your lip as you try to find the correct words to explain the situation to your lover, he had quite the temper and you didn't want to upset him even more.

You let out a shaky exhale before speaking up with a cracked voice from your crying:

"I just...I feel like you deserve better than me."

As the words left your mouth, you felt Ricardo tense around you as he frowned.

"What the fuck does that mean?" He answered with an angry, almost offended, tone.

Your heart tightened once again, why did your lover sound so upset ? You were only telling the truth...Surely he was aware of how people barely looked twice at you when they tried to make moves on him...right?

"I...I mean that...you're handsome. Women and men alike flirt with you all the time. You could have anyone.Anyone...prettier than me. Someone whose skinnier...Whose not wearing ugly glasses. Someone who looks good next to you..." You speak up a little bit louder than your previous statement, getting upset at the situation.

It doesn't take even a split second before the words are out of mouth that Ricardo immediately turns you around to face him. His remaining eye is squinting at you and his eyebrows are furrowed. He looks absolutely livid as he stares at you.

"Whose the asshole who told you that?" He snaps as he squeezes his grip around your waist.

"I'm not blind! I can see myself in the mirror and I can see those people flirting with you ! It's obvious ! They always assume I must be your friend and never your lover even though we hold hands in public and kiss ! Because how could such an ugly person date someone like-"

Your screaming was cut short by the angel kissing you passionately. You couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise as he started to bite at your lower lip, wanting to deepen the kiss.

You felt his hands caressing your sides and trying to slip under your shirt in search of skin-to-skin contact. Far to soon for your taste, he ended the kiss and latched his lips at your neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses on your soft skin while talking in between of each.

"You are blind if you believe this bullshit. I don't care about those women or men...You're the most beautiful. They're fucking stupid if they think they're hotter than you."

He slips his hand under your short and palms at your chest.

"Your body is perfect...You are perfect."

His voice is suave as he continues to touch you delicately, making you gasp at the underwhelming contact.

You try to re-open your mouth to answer him, but he quickly turns you around roughly and inserts two digits inside your mouth, in a very contrasting manner than from how he was just touching you. He forces you to look at your reflection in the mirror as he start to touch you even lower. His touch is sharp and you know it will leave bruises and marks all over your body tomorrow makes your skin burns.

"Look at yourself while I show you how pretty you are."

You lay on Ricardo's naked chest as you close your eyes, your body is tires and the spot where your lover's hands were a few minutes ago are now pleasantly aching. Your glasses are on the ground, having fallen during the act without you nor Ricardo caring enough to pick them up.

The man's hands caress soflty your back as he open his healthy eye to look at you.

"I love you. Don't ever believe shit like that again, you hear? I don't give a fuck about those people.They couldn't see pretty even when it hits them in the face."

You smile soflty at him and lay your head back on him, your eyes closing and the burning sensation of upcoming tears behind your eyelids long gone. You let yourself relax in your lover's arms as you let your body rest after all the emotions you went through today.

"I love you more than anything else."

The mcl boys with a deaf s/o ?

MY CANDY LOVE; routes with a deaf S/O

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: fluff, MCL routes, sfw. ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hi! I want to apologize if I said something wrong related to this subject and if it gets to be offensive. If it offends anyone, please let me know and this post will be deleted. 

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CASTIEL

Being realistic, at first he was a bit mean because he didn’t know how to have patience.

When you both met in high school, he didn’t know you existed because you never talked to him, and there was a good reason after all. It wasn’t until you both were in a team project that he got to know of your existence and realized that you were actually deaf. He tried calling your attention a few times, even yelling at you, but there was no use. Lysander had to inform him about your condition when he saw how mad the red-haired guy was getting.

Castiel felt bad for thinking you were a clumsy shy person. He tried to be patient, but when he was in high school, his patience was notorious thanks to the lack of it. He waved at you to call for your attention and communicate with you by basic signs, like pointing at some stuff, nodding or shaking his head.

He ended up using his phone to communicate with you through messages, and there he realized that you were an interesting person after all.

He is observant so he analyzed the way people communicated with you, being aware that he had to face you directly and get your attention. 

During his free time he learns sign language to have more communication with you, but also to impress you a little. He mainly did it because he also thought that it’d be more comfortable for you if he was more communicative in person than in messages, as he used to be.

He used to beat up those who dared to make fun of you when you weren’t looking at them.

So sometimes you’d see that Castiel was missing for a week, and he’d simply say that it was because he was sick or something. He wants to protect you from the negativity and bullshit of other people.

With years the communication got more fluent and he definitely didn’t regret learning sign language for you. 

He may get confused with some signs at first, using them wrongly and accidentally saying the wrong stuff. To fail like that made him really embarrassed…

He also worked his patience thanks to your relationship and because he loves you and respects you enough to not mind repeating stuff in sign language when he accidentally tried to vocally talk to you first.

He sometimes is glad that you are deaf so he can practice some songs with his guitar late at night. He’d warn first that he would go to sleep late as he’d be practicing for future concerts.

Just so you know that he is there, he keeps a hand on your left shoulder or the small of your back. It is very characteristic of him , so you quickly realize it is him who is touching you.

Whenever you both are in public and someone tries to talk to you, without knowing about your condition, he basically translates it to you after they are done speaking.

NATHANIEL

When you first came to high school, he was well informed about your condition and he had no problem adapting to it. When he got the knowledge about it, he practiced sign language for the day you came to school. He is surprisingly good at it and you were relieved that there was someone in there who knew how to communicate with you.

He made you feel welcomed there, and that was his main goal. He knew that his sister would probably make fun of you and he made sure to stop her before she did anything. If anyone dared to make fun of you, he’d gladly send them to receive a scolding from the director.

Nathaniel has a natural charm which made you feel safe as the first person that helped you to know the school better, so you relied on his company.

He has trained his patience thanks to his sister, and not only that but he can be patient when he likes what he is doing. When he acknowledges that his company is positively received by you, he’d be even more glad to help you with anything you may need. 

Whenever there is a third participant in the conversation, he has gotten used to talking and using sign language at the same time so both of you and the other person can get the information at the instant.

Even years later, the condition of you being deaf has not been any problem for any of you. Sometimes he likes to be in a quiet environment, and knowing he is beside someone who brings him peace and is not yelling just as the household he used to stand it’s simply perfect.

He wouldn’t even allow you to think less of yourself for being deaf, even if it has its difficulties. You are still a lovely person and that is the only thing that matters to him.

There is a subtle smile on his face every time he is focusing his attention on you. He gets lost mid-sentence when he is signing to you, simply because he got distracted by your beauty. It is amusing to see how he gets confused with the signs and then excuses himself by saying that you are too beautiful for his attention.

He is very attentive, so it is easy to get his attention whenever you need something.

LYSANDER

He knew there was a new student who was deaf, but he had no interest in getting to know you at first. He is quite the introvert and prefers to be on his own, as he also finds it difficult to take the initiative.

Still, he was aware that maybe you were lost during the first weeks, and more in a place where people weren’t used to communicating through sign language. He himself didn’t know really well how to communicate like that, but he used his famous notebook to talk with you, even if he lost it lots of times.

You will, once again, be a victim of his notebook research. There is no escape.

He is extremely patient and attentive when it comes to communication. He would like to learn sign language directly from you, but he would also end up learning it on his own so he doesn’t bother you that much during your free time.

At first he might seem really confused when not being able to identify too good your signs, so you’d have to be slow and patient as well.

He always carries a notebook around in case his knowledge fails to let him communicate with you. It is quite cute how he gets frustrated when he doesn’t remember a sign correctly.

Hey but it is a truly nice detail of him to dedicate a big part of his notebook to you, as he will leave some white sheets to write things to you. During class you two would communicate like that and fortunately teachers wouldn’t mind as they know what his intentions are after all.

With years, he will make sure to make his knowledge of sign language more fluent, and you might find him some days learning on his own.

He admires your strength in a world where not many people will be able to communicate with you due to the lack of knowledge of sign language.

Whenever he realizes someone is judging you, he’ll wrap an arm around your waist and make sure that you keep his attention on him so you ignore them.

In the future, after high school, he will check his notebook to see the first times he communicated with you before he learnt sign language, smiling at the little conversations you had through a simple pen and a paper.

KENTIN

He is your childhood best friend and has grown up learning how to communicate as you also learnt sign language, so you both basically learnt at the same time. He has always been patient and good to you.

Communication has been no problem since the beginning with him!

Maybe when you both were little kids there were a lot of misunderstandings because… well, you both were kids.

His eyes were always on you, making sure you didn’t feel left out at any moment and that you could understand everything others’ said. 

Even after the military school he kept being the same loving guy as always (I love him). But now he had more confidence that if anyone dared to laugh at you, they’d pay it hard later.

Kentin wants to make sure you are comfortable and happy no matter your condition. Because being conditioned to hear doesn't mean that you do not deserve to be happy or not enjoy your life. He is well aware of your insecurity of not being able to hear, but you are still a human who doesn't have the fault of having been born this way. You are even more human than other humans. Kentin will be there whenever you overthink about your condition making you less. He believes you are a loving person and will definitely prove that you can enjoy the experiences that life offers!

He knows how to call your attention and when you want his, and whenever you ask for his, he drops everything he is doing to check on you.

He might not have patience with everyone, but his patience never ends when it comes to you. 

He is kind of scared of something happening to you when you go outside on your own since you can’t hear anything. That's why whenever you are going out he begs you to please look around calmly and be truly careful with the people and cars around you. He doesn't want to overwhelm you by always being beside you, but if he can accompany you wherever you want, he'd be more relaxed.

ARMIN

The first time he tried to talk to you in class, and he literally was even yelling to the point everyone turned around to see him like ???

You realized something was happening when everyone turned around in a certain direction. When you turned around to check what was happening, you saw Armin frowning and looking at you as he moved his lips but without making any sound. You found yourself in the same situation as other times in which a person talked to you without knowing you’re deaf. You signed him and at first, he didn’t even realize you meant that you are deaf, until other classmates told him.

He felt truly sorry when he realized he was angrily calling for your attention when you didn’t hear a single thing from him. 

He knows nothing about sign language and at first the communication would be through reading his lips or messages through the phone. Sometimes he forgot that you were deaf, making it difficult to communicate, and more when he spoke so fast that you found it harder to read his lips.

Still, he found comfort and liking in your company.

He likes it when you are the one teaching him sign language, even if he is lazy. Still, he wants to communicate comfortably with you and feels like he owes you all the comfort he can give you.

He is bad with it… even years later. There is basic communication, and he makes his deepest effort on learning it correctly because he loves you and wants you to be good in your relationship. 

The communication will mainly be through writing messages and his clumsy sign language. He understands you better than signing himself. He probably signs in the wrong order most of the time, but you get to understand him most of the time.

The first things he learnt to say were mainly stuff related to videogames…

One of the good things is that when you are sleeping and he is playing games late at night, he gets to yell at people and curse them with all his rage. He used to get scolded by his parents or Alexy, and now he can be free to scream with no fear. Even though if you hear just a little, he will be respectful and not yell because he definitely doesn’t want to disturb your sleep.

RAYAN

The moment he knew there was a student in his class who was deaf, he had no problem with it and found it exciting that he was finally able to put in practice his knowledge of sign language. I believe that he is the kind of person to join random classes such as cooking, learning languages, learning how to do some creative stuff… simply to spend his time and improve his skills. 

One of the very first classes he joined randomly was sign language and he found interest in it. When he got you as his student, he had no problem. There was barely a barrier with communication.

As he did the class he was also signing so you understood from him. Sometimes he got quiet to sign, forgetting about speaking because he was focused on communicating with you and keeping your attention.

During your relationship, things go slow as a regular one. He considers that your condition doesn’t stop him from anything in particular. He can still have reading dates with you, go to the museum with you, go have a coffee with you… And mainly, he can have a good laugh with you too.

Just as Nathaniel, whenever he communicates with a third person and you are there, he naturally translates his words into sign language. Even if he isn't a part of a conversation and you look at him with an expression of “help me” since the other person doesn’t know that you are deaf, he will help you to understand.

He will never interpret any bad thing that has been said about you. He simply makes the conversation end and then you two go to somewhere else that’s nicer.

If you like reading, he shares his books with you. You will find small notes in the sides of the text, indirectly commenting some stuff to you.

If you don’t have hearing aids yet, he will get them for you. He wants your deepest wishes to become true no matter what. Yet whenever you wear them he’ll forget that you wear them and will keep signing to you.

HYUN

When he met you in the Cozy Bear Café, he thought that you hated him since you ‘ignored’ him. He became quite sad and confused at first, trying to call your attention but seeing that you were looking at the other side. It wasn’t until he dared to approach more and you signed to him that you couldn’t hear that he realized what happened.

It was a big relief for him to know that you didn’t hate him, he simply wasn’t able to get your attention as good as he’d like.

Unfortunately he found himself not knowing truly well how to communicate with you, and his main option would be through the notepad of the café, where he’d talk to you.

Hyun hated to be very nervous around you because he didn’t want to make you feel ignored or bad because he didn’t communicate with you. He wanted to be around you more. He wanted to be someone you could rely on no matter what.

He admires your effort when you work in the Café and your patience with everyone. He gives you small notes of compliments to cheer you up as you work as he finds endearing your presence.

He felt weird at the beginning with the awkward silence there was in the environment, but he got used to it and definitely enjoyed sitting beside you with no fear of being in silence. He finds your breathing comforting.

He joined signing language classes even if he mainly communicates through notes and physical contact. 

Hyun has no fear in scolding your boss if she ever dares to make any comment or consider you less just because you are deaf. You are one more in the work, your dignity deserves to be respected.

He confessed to you with a bucket of flowers and a small note that said “I like you a lot” with some hearts drawn around. It was pretty cheesy of him but it was cute to see him blush as never before during that moment.

Whenever he goes to work he leaves a note in your nightstand like ‘have a nice day!’, ‘make sure to eat and drink properly’...

Whenever you aren’t wearing your hearing aids, he’d simply take advantage to mutter how beautiful you were as you were giving him your back. He admires you like a fool in love. 

Wearing hearing aids would be an easier way to communicate between you and Hyun, as he’d be able to talk and also to understand your signs clumsily. He’ll always repeat what you signed in a confused tone to check if he got it right.

PRIYA 

She is very observant, so when she sees you from afar that you sign to another classmate that you are deaf, she simply keeps it in mind for the moment she needs to communicate something to you.

When she first communicates with you, she goes directly in front of you to get your attention and with that kind and sweet smile of hers she starts signing at you.

Just like Rayan, Priya decided to learn sign language simply because she was interested in learning it, and also because she thought that knowing it would open opportunities for her to get to know more people and make deaf people feel included when she was around.

Oh and thanks to this knowledge she got to meet you and she will always be satisfied with learning sign language.

Things do not really change in your relationship due to your condition. She keeps communicating with you naturally and believes that you being deaf isn’t a limit in your relationship.

She will save with you, giving you a part of his money if you do not have hearing aids because she would like you to hear about the good things life has, just as the sounds of nature or some good music. She is aware that it is overwhelming to wear hearing aids when you aren’t used and then you suddenly hear everything. 

Priya is always attentive to your reactions and your feelings, so the moment she sees you being anxious or something about your state, she’s gonna bring you to somewhere more calm so you can relax and rest your ears. 

She has a lot of words to say when someone disrespects you. She will argue for as long as needed until that person apologizes to you and she signs you to not forgive them because they do not deserve it.

With Priya your dignity and self-being will always be protected because she will make sure you are alright and not affected by any of this.

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