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[ ✽ ] ˖ ˚ ◞ ┊ʺ CAMPUS CRUSHING WITH HEARTSLABYUL

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ the twst boys as campus crushes has been keeping me up at night. i’ll come at you with my hcs of this each day or so for a different dorm. my victims today are HEARTSLABYUL

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ gender neutral reader

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ warnings ,, just an itty bitty bit of angst in ace and cater’s parts but other than that , fluff

[ ✽ ] ┊⠀❛ this is me trying to implement headcanons into my tumblr portfolio

you can’t tell me that…

riddle isn’t that insanely smart kid who’s on the debate team with you. for whatever reason it is, whether it be his dream goals or because his mother set certain precedents for him to achieve, he does everything scarily well on everything. you never knew him too well, just well enough to get your team pass competitions, but you wanted to know him better. he was always invited to the post win parties, but almost never wanted to actually take part in them, making up excuses for himself to not attend. just as you were leaving the auditorium to walk towards the buses, you caught up with riddle, gently tugging his arm to get his attention. it shouldn’t have made him blush the way he did. you practically begged him to join you for the party being held at one of the other member’s homes and he reluctantly agreed. he thought it was worth it for the way you smiled. “ i see… well, i suppose, i could accompany you… but of course ! it’s for the sake of sportsmanship ! ”

you can’t tell me that…

cater isn’t that social media star of your school. you are his friend. not the kind of friend who just kept him in good graces for the sake of clout, but instead the friend who could see through all of his happy captions. you were always there for him, but you didn’t know if you’d be there forever. graduation was steadily approaching and you grew solemn at the thought of you both losing that connection you had. you blamed it on school, but the reality was that time simply didn’t think that the two of you would be going down the same path. and then the night before graduation came. he was on your bed, painting his nails for the next day and you were engrossed in your books. that was until he looked at you and spoke about his worries of your drifting. the dam broke and you cried about how you didn’t want to lose him to others who’d never know him the way you did. his words reassured you, “ we’re gonna be close all the way till we’re old. who else is gonna be able to get the perfect pictures for me ? ”

you can’t tell me that…

deuce isn’t that cute guy who sits next to you during the lectures. he’s always so focused on his work, unless he’s asking you for extra help. his brows are usually furrowed, his bottom lip pushed outwards slightly, and his eyes filled with a sense of urgency. so, you’d lean over and explain the lesson to him in simpler terms. your whispers would kiss his cheeks and paint them peach, and he’d pray you wouldn’t notice. you help caused his grades to raise, so he thought to seek you for extra help outside of school. he told you that he’d pay for your help, but you refused his money and decided that payment would be best through a date. if only you had known how much his heart burst at the thought. over the week, he studied with you at your home and on the weekend, he took you on a lovely date to a nearby creek. you sat beside him, feeding the ducks as they came close to the both of you. “ i really like these ducks. i used to come here a lot when i was younger and even named a duck at some point. ”

you can’t tell me that…

ace isn’t that total asshole that you’ve been friends with forever. you went to preschool, high school and now college together. in college, you began to notice a shift in his character. he was trying to climb up a social hierarchy, one that you would never fit in. you never said anything about it, just turning his invites down, since you actually cared about your grades. or so you would say. in reality, it was hard for you to watch ace lose himself in the presence of people who’d never met his heart. he missed out on your birthday, just so that he could go and hang out with people who could care less about his well-being. you went to your dorm and cried and cried till your throat ached. ace only realized how badly he messed up, half-way through the hangout. when he did realize, he left immediately, going out and buying all the things he knew you liked before barging into your home with three bags in each hand. “ i’m such an asshole and i should’ve listened to you. i fucked up , but i still want to hangout with you tonight. ”

you can’t tell me that…

trey isn’t that student who also works at a nearby bakery. he’s pretty well-known around the campus, but not in the super popular way, but in the reliable way. he’s always been the type of student who’d just give the answers or extra notes when someone asked. he also made the most horrible april fool’s jokes when the time came, but other than that, you never had an opinion of him. that was until the day you came into the bakery, just five minutes before closing, tears streaming down your cheeks and books in your arms. you had the worst day ever, as you called it after you explained that your partner cheated on you, and that you were failing in a class because of an absence that you forgot to call in. he decided that it would be fine to close the bakery later that night. soon enough, you found yourself frequenting often, either to study with trey or even just to chat with him while he works. “ hmm ? i don’t mind you visiting all the time. just like the first time i told you , the doors are opened to you all the time. ” 

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