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🌹Riddle Rosehearts - Spanish🌹
🌹Riddle had read books about other languages like German due to hearing Vil speak it sometimes, yet he never gave it much thought. It came to quite a surprise when he heard you say something to Ace after he told a joke.
🌹"Eres un tontito," you laughed, shaking your head fondly from Ace's dramatic joke. Riddle paused from sipping his tea, glancing at you curiously. "Pardon? What did you say?" Riddles question made you turn to look at him, stopping the conversation with Ace. "What I said to Ace just now?" Riddle nodded, waiting for your answer. You smiled, "I called him a goofball in Spanish."
🌹Spanish? Riddle wasn't aware about that language, and he was much more surprised that you, his s/o, could speak it, and quite fluently as well. "I wasn't aware you spoke another language. It's quite pleasant." Riddle said, his eyes gazing at you fondly after discovering something new about you. Your cheeks redden at that as you leaned closer to where he was sitting and kissed his cheek. "Well, you know now." Flushed at your actions, Riddle went back to sipping his tea, but he grabbed your hand under the table, and squeezed it gently.
🌹Riddle kept hearing you speak Spanish more and more after that, hearing little phrases and some insults now and again, commonly directed at Ace or Deuce. He read on what the word, "pendejo" meant, and he chastised you whenever you said it. "You can't say that, my rose!" Riddle said, despite you telling him its not even that bad of an insult, but to Riddle, vulgar language is vulgar language, even if he doesn't fully understand it.
🌹"Mi tesoro" is something he hears you calling him whenever the two of you are alone, either in his private quarters or in the rose gardens of Heartslabyul, making his heart beat rapidly. "Could....you maybe teach me some Spanish as well," he muttered, his fingers twiddling a bit, a habit he often detests, but can't seem to control it around you. "Sure! What would you like to learn?" Your eyes were bright with excitement, happy that Riddle wanted to learn more.
🌹"Something simple, if possible," he asked. You thought for a bit and then smiled, finding the perfect phrase. "Repeat after me okay? Mi rosa. Say it slow." Riddle followed your instructions, sounding out the words, "Mi.. r-osa? Mi rosa?" Clapping your hands, your lips drew into a kind smile, nodding your head, letting Riddle know he was doing well.
🌹He smiled in relief that he said it correctly, "What does it mean?" Twirling your hair at his question, cheeks as red as his crimson hair, you tell him it means "My rose" since that was his cute nickname for you. His blue eyes widen at that, before going back to normal, his lips drew in a small smirk. "My my, your awfully flushed, Mi rosa." You looked away, "Don't tease me." Riddle laughed, raising his hand to caress your cheek, leaning closer to place a soft kiss to your lips.
🦁Leona Kingscholar - French🦁
🦁Leona didn't care much about learning other languages, yet he often times enjoyed reading or manage to decipher ancient incantations, despite falling asleep halfway through. His discovery happened during Vargas flight class, as he acted as your spotter, while you tried to hover on the flying broom, yet you fall off and hit the dirt hard. "Merde!" You yelled out, rubbing your butt after hitting the ground. Your words made Leona lion ears flick up: "Oi, Herbivore. What was that saying you just yelped out?"
🦁Leona's hand reached out for you, letting you grab it, standing up this time, while your other hand still rubbed your bottom. "Oh that. I said "sh**" in French." Emerald eyes widen a bit at that, "French? So you speak the same way as that weirdo hunter that hangs around with Vil nonstop." You playfully hit his arm. "Hey! French isn't weird and I'm not as poetic as Rook, so cool it, kitty." He laughed under his breath at the nickname, yet he corrected himself, saying your version of French wasn't weird, making your heart race.
🦁After that, you had a rather persistent lion, trying to catch you whenever you spoke an ounce of French, he even sacrificed his afternoon naps in the botanical gardens just so he wouldn't miss it. You didn't mind the extra attention from your lion boyfriend, however, it still flustered you regardless that he enjoyed you speaking French so much. "Espèce de corbeau agaçant," you muttered, whenever Crowley had left the room, acting like a Headmaster while failing at it. Leona heard you say it one time and when you told him what it meant, his head threw back in laughter, catching almost everyone's attention in the area.
🦁The two of you often laid on his comfy bed in Savanaclaw, cuddled while Leona remained on top of you, arms wrapped around your waist and head on your chest. Smiling down at him, you twirled his long brown hair with your fingers, admiring him softly. "Je t’aime, mon lion," you whispered, bending down to press a soft kiss to his forehead. Leona hadn't moved when you said that, but you felt his arms hug you tighter, his lion tail wrapping against your leg, as he let out a soft purr only you could hear.
🐙Azul Ashengrotto - Russian🐙
🐙 Azul was a well-made negotiator and talker especially when conversing in his office to go over terms of a contract with a few poor unfortunate so- I mean students. Learning another language was no easy task but he wouldn't mind reading more into it, maybe it would help him expand his business a bit more. Never did he expect his darling pearl to be fluent in another language. He was going over documents in his office, when he caught your eyes staring at him from one of the office couches, holding your chin in your hand with flushed cheeks. "Ми́лашка," you whispered, making Azul's eyes widen a bit, despite not knowing what you said, but the way you said it made his heart race.
🐙"P-pardon? What did you say, my pearl?" Azul waited for your answer, making you smirk at his eagerness. "Just called you a cutie in Russian." His cheeks flared once he caught the meaning of your words, but he composed himself since he now just discovered you could speak another language, and Russian no less, a quite challenging language indeed. "Russian? My my, I'm impressed with you, my little angelfish" Your head turned around, embarrassed, since Azul always had a way of turning up the charm and making you shy. After that event, Azul kept his ears open, since catching you speaking Russian was more important than any deal. Jade and Floyd teased him non-stop about how eager he was to hear you speak it, but he brushed it off, but he knew he was caught.
🐙There was one incident where you were helping in the lounge, since it was more busier than usual and you happened to wait a table with some unruly students from Savanaclaw. They teased and flirted with you, but you remained calm, offering a polite smile and serving them their dishes. When you walked away from the table, you muttered, "Надеюсь, ты подави́шься." Azul had no idea what you said, but whatever it was it had Floyd cackling and Jade smirking. He was smart enough to get a learning Russian easy book after that, and he was shocked while also delighted when he pieced together the phrase you said.
🐙 He read up on more phrases in the book so he could surprise you, calling you "Моя любовь" or "Моя жемчу́жина", causing your heart to race, since Russian spoken from Azul's lips sounded amazing. You always turned the tables back on him though, kissing his cheek either alone or in front of Jade and Floyd, whispering in his ear, "Мой осьмино́г," and walking away, as Azul blushed up to his ears, and his glasses fogged up