#......cuz his name is jade leech . y-..you know ...

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[PULL]: sender pulls on receiver's hair to expose their neck [ siren song ]

@muraenide .

stiffens as he feels the graze of sharp aquatic teeth against his jugular. that mouth has ripped apart countless pieces fish & scattered guts before his very eyes, there would be no reason it couldn't sink through the anatomy of his throat, butter soft to leech the very life out of him. " what do you want? what will killing me accomplish? " he asks softly. knows clearly that the test subject isn't doing anything more than protecting himself, but if the being could listen to reason … even he would know that killing his one and only tentative supporter in this facility would be effectively signing his death warrant. turns his gaze down to regard that blue-black swathe of hair & the amber glow of inhuman eyes, mindful of those bared teeth. " what's your name? "

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Mafia!Jade Leech x Mafia!Reader

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Notes and TW: This series will have mentions of blood, violence, crime (kidnapping, attempted assassination, extortion), and harassment, as one might expect from a mafia AU. Please enjoy!

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Jade’s Signature Spell has several restrictions. The greatest variable about it is its rate of success. Only ten minutes after meeting with the captured thug, the four of you sit out in Azul’s living room with furrowed brows. Except Floyd. Floyd happily indulges in Azul’s expensive grapes.

“I didn’t think Moore looked like someone with a strong will.” You reach out a hand at Floyd. He drops a perfectly round, nearly black grape in your palm. “Maybe he was faking the terror? Or maybe the person who gave him Jade’s information is much scarier than a bit of persuasion from Floyd.”

“Looked and felt like a minnow.” Floyd’s jagged teeth tear through the fruit like it’s made of tissue paper. “His screamin’ was real, lemme tell ya that. Even if he’s scared of someone else, he probably thought he was gonna kick the bucket right then and there. If ya asked me, he woulda spilled even without Jade cuz he thought he was fucked either way. Kinda weird that he didn’t.”

If there’s anything you’ve learned from knowing him for this long, it’s that his gut feeling is rarely wrong. Intuition is his forte. But if that’s the case, how come Shock the Heart didn’t work?

“My guess is,” Jade muses with a hand on his chin, “there is a spell previously cast on him that can block mine.”

Azul considers it. “Memory wiping, maybe. Perhaps he really doesn’t know—or at the very least, doesn’t remember. Another possibility is a defensive spell cast on his mind.”

“Even if that’s true, he isn’t a mage.” You pop the grape inside your mouth. A sweet, delectable juice spreads over your tongue. “If he was, he would’ve tried to break out of those ropes.”

That’s a simple trap Jade likes to set. Without a magic tool like the mirror back in Night Raven College, it is difficult to tell who’s a mage and who isn’t. However, by using restraints that are not made of anti-magic material and relaxing security briefly, mages often reveal their hand with escape attempts.

“Maybe it was his boss or somethin’ who casted it. Y’know, to keep secrets from gettin’ out. Pretty nifty spell, if ya think about it.”

“Someone within the Carpenter Mafia, huh.” You curl up on the couch, pressed into the corner formed by its arm and back. “Guess we’ll have to investigate all the mages they have. Talk about time consuming.”

“Please leave it to me.” Jade places a hand on his chest, a reassuring smile on his lips. Reliable. Like a sturdy tree, or a nook in the cliffside. Someone you can lean on. Someone who can pick up your slack and watch your back. Trust given to Jade can only be from a naïve fool, a desperate person, or a wary one who has leverage on him or something to gain. Regardless, despite the fact that he is difficult to trust, he is terribly competent to make up for it.

“Will you have time for it, with all the other things you have to do? Like managing the mafia and the main story?”

“Please do not worry. If it comes down to it, there are tasks that I can delegate to other qualified individuals.”

Azul heaves a heavy sigh.

After a lengthy discussion, Azul all but kicks you three out of his house. You let Jade drive you home because you aren’t keen on sitting in Floyd’s passenger seat again anytime soon. Sitting in the leather seats of Jade's car, you watch as streetlights sweep by the glowing dashboard to a constant beat. The twins’ differing tastes are obvious even in their choice of car models. While Floyd prefers flashy sports cars that attempt to break the sound barrier, Jade prefers sleek, black ones that don’t make too much noise.

While Jade drives, your eyes drift to the night sky and your mind to the story. The next event is their second meeting. (Y/N) runs into him in the shopping district. Judging from the description in the manuscript, it’s on a street you frequented with her. Buskers at intersections. An ice cream shop next to an oak tree. A fountain with picturesque statues. You have a picture on your phone of her laughing in front of the water.

Does she think about you? If a friend suddenly stopped contacting her after being cornered in an alleyway, she’d naturally try to check up on them. That’s the selfless and considerate personality she has as the main character, after all. So why hasn’t she even texted you once? Were you truly even friends?

Of course you were. A kind person like her couldn’t fake affection. Those smiles she shared with you were definitely real. So then, why?

“You should sleep early tonight.” Jade suddenly speaks up at a red light. He takes the momentary break to glance at you. There’s an expression you can’t place on his face. Worry? No, nothing that strong. He looks back at the road before you can decipher it. “You’ve been stressed lately. I can brew you a relaxing herbal tea if you have trouble sleeping. It will guarantee you a relaxing slumber.”

“That makes it sound like I’ll never wake up if I drink it.”

He chuckles. “You can find out if you drink it.”

“Pass. Make it for yourself.”

“Perhaps I will. I often have difficulties falling asleep at night.” Unlike you, his insomnia is evolutionary. Moray eels are nocturnal creatures, and having grown up in the deep sea, day and night cycles took time to get used to. In the endless night of a place where sunlight cannot reach, circadian rhythms follow a schedule, not daylight.

“Doesn’t the story say you’ll sleep in the same bed as (Y/N) tomorrow?”

There’s only one bed. A common trope. This event seems to be shoved into the story, full of plot holes and reasons that don’t make any sense. (Y/N) is meant to lightly twist her ankle because of her endearing clumsiness. Jade will bring her to a fancy hotel room and tend to her wound there instead of bringing her home like today. Your only guess is that the story wants to showcase his wealth and influence. He can get a fancy room in a fancy hotel whenever he wants without a reservation. He can afford whatever her heart desires.

“Indeed.” Jade gives a half-smile. “Although I doubt it will happen. I find that I cannot sleep in the presence of strangers.”

Morays are cowards, Floyd once said. Ambush predators. They like hiding and darting out at prey or going after injured animals. Strong enough to have the confidence of living in a hole with no escape route other than the entrance, but careful enough not to chase down prey in open waters. Jade is more careful than most. You don’t think you’ve truly seen him with his guard down before.

“(Y/N) is harmless.”

“I am aware. It is only a force of habit.” His fingers tap lightly on the steering wheel. “I will stay until she falls asleep and then do some work. There is much to do, with so little time.”

You wonder if the increased workload has taken a toll on Jade. As competent as he is, he was suddenly saddled with the responsibilities of an entire syndicate and expected to run it with the same proficiency as his parents. His hobbies that he adores so much were all put on hold. There must be a mountain of pressure on his shoulders, but he never complains. Never one to show weakness. It is easy to exploit.

“You can give me more work. Just pay me and I’ll do it.”

Jade’s eyes flick to you, then back to the road. “How considerate of you. What are you willing to do if I take you up on that?”

“You can leave the investigation of the Carpenter Mafia to me.”

“Thank you for offering, but I would like to take that matter into my own hands. It concerns information about me, after all.”

“Then what do you want me to do?”

He hums in that way he does when he pretends to think. “How about guarding me when I sleep?”

You raise an eyebrow. “Didn’t you say you can’t sleep with other people around?”

“I said ‘strangers.’” A teasing lilt weaves through his voice. “You are my dear friend of many years. Surely, we are closer than mere strangers? I daresay we are even closer than acquaintances.”

“You really like bringing that up.”

“It is because you seem prone to forget.” The car turns into a side street. Houses pass you slowly. Your neighbourhood is quiet at this time of night. “If you were guarding me, I would not even mind sleeping in (Y/N)’s vicinity.”

“Don’t even think about it. I won’t be there.”

Despite the lighthearted tone of your conversation, you understand the undertone of his request. He doesn’t expect you to accept this responsibility. Instead, he is conveying a message: he trusts you. Enough that he’s willing to be physically vulnerable around you. When he’s asleep, you could slit his throat, press a pillow over his face, crush his windpipe. But he trusts that you won’t. Instead of attacking him, he trusts that you will protect.

But is that what he truly thinks of you? Or is that what he wants you to think that he thinks? How convoluted. Talking to him is taxing on the brain.

“Actually, Jade.” You hesitate briefly. “Can you ask (Y/N) about me? Or just, like, drop my name in the conversation.”

Mild curiosity fills his gaze. “Why do you ask?”

“Just do it.”

“I have no obligation to. But if you tell me, I might consider it.”

“Forget it, then.” It wasn’t important anyway. You’ll ask her once the story is over.

He pulls up on your driveway. The entire house is dark, save for a light in the master bedroom and in the entrance. You thank him and prepare to leave the car.

“Give your mother my greetings.”

You nod and wave goodbye. The car stays in your driveway until you enter your front door before driving off. It’s something you’ve noticed only he does. For safety, he had explained. He’s making sure that you’ve entered your home safely. You can never tell if he has some ulterior motive.

The first few things you notice when you step inside are the pill bottles left out on the counter. You take your shoes off and silently pad over to the washroom, returning the bottles to the medicine cabinet. Just as you put the final one in place, a voice calls out from the top of the staircase.

“You’re home late. Are you tired?”

A kind, familiar voice. You approach the stairs and look up to see your mother standing there in her sleepwear. The stress accumulated throughout the day melts away, temporarily forgotten. No matter how difficult things are, no matter how tedious the days become, no matter how much is on your mind—at the end of the day, you have your mother to return home to. Around her, you are just her daughter, without the need to be anything more.

“Hi, Mom. You didn’t have to stay up.” You ascend the staircase to meet her on the second floor. She gives you a warm, comforting hug.

“Nonsense. I can’t sleep until I know you’re home safe.” She pats your hair and lets you go. “Did you come home by yourself?”

“Jade drove me. He says hi.”

“Oh, Jade. He’s a good kid. Thank him properly, alright?”

A good kid. You almost laugh out loud. For one, both you and him are in your late twenties. For another, you wouldn’t use “good” to describe his character. But you don’t, because you don’t want your mother to worry. You only tell her the best anecdotes about the people around you so that she can rest assured you’re in good hands. She doesn’t know about your real job, either. She doesn’t need to. You prefer to keep things this way. She would never approve of a profession where you could get hurt.

“I will.”

She follows you to your room, where you start getting ready for bed. “What were you doing downstairs before I called for you?”

“You left your medicine on the counter again. I was putting them away.”

“Oh dear, did I?” She sighs and places a hand on her cheek. Wrinkles crease the skin around her mouth and the corners of her eyes. It is because I have lived a happy life, she always assured you, since I was lucky enough to have you as my daughter. “I must be getting old. These days, I often do one thing while forgetting another.”

“It’s a good thing you have me, huh?”

She chuckles. “You’re right. It’s a good thing I have you.”

When you lie in bed, your mother sleeping soundly in the master bedroom, you think back to Mr. and Mrs. Leech. To Jade and Floyd, who anxiously wait for a cure to that curse they still haven’t found the culprit for. Jade changes out the flowers by their hospital beds as soon as the petals start to wilt. Floyd bribes the hospital so that he can spend nights by their side. If your mother was in that situation, you know you would raise Hell on Earth. You can only imagine what the twins are going through. If they ever catch the assassin, you don’t want to know what will happen to that soul. There is no judgment against the twins here. You would do the same.

You don’t know when you slept, but you wake up before dawn to the sound of your ringtone. Upon picking up, Jade delivers two pieces of information.

Firstly, he fell asleep. And secondly, when he mentioned your name to (Y/N) last night, she smiled blankly and asked: “Who?”

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Twisted Wonderland One Shot Raffle # 2: Jade Leech x Gender Neutral!Reader

asmahsan: Would it be okay if the MC whose gender doesn't really matter wanted to know more about the world around them instead of staying inside school grounds they went ahead and teleported themselves to a mountainside where the loving mountain club was having an activity of sorts and Jade approached MC and they talked for a bit? MC would ask Jade if they could tag along and he agreed so while they're probably collecting mushrooms and stuff Jade maybe asked MC about their world and how they're gonna get back *birb crowley is very suspicious* and he would also say that he preferred if they stay in the TW world rather than going back to their own world cuz REASONS SHDBSB I GUESS THIS IS A JADE X READER ONE SHOT SBBSB But you can always alter the story if u want!! And sorry if its not clear enough or anything :{

This is our second one shot raffle nya! Won and requested by @asmahsan​ nya!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twisted Wonderland nya. I only own the plot of this one shot nya.

P.S. I would like to apologise for Jade being OOC and my grammatical mistakes nya. Also the reader’s age here is 16 nya! Enjoy nya!

“Please, Dire Crowley? I’ve been here for a couple of months now but I haven’t explored that much around!” You begged the headmaster, kneeling on your knees.

It has been a couple of months since you’ve been here in Twisted Wonderland yet you have never gone beyond the vicinity of Night Raven College...well except when you went to the museum when you’ve made a contract to Azul to free the students from being controlled by him. Nevertheless, you knew nothing about Twisted Wonderland. You only knew about the two top schools and the museum.

Dire Crowley sighed, “Alright, alright. You may explore beyond the school for I am kind.”

“Yes!” You pumped your fist high in the air out of joy.

“However, you’re going to need to tag along with at least one student or so,” Crowley said while thinking when suddenly, as if a light bulb had lit up, an idea came into his mind, “Lucky for you, the Loving Mountain club has an activity at the mountains for the upcoming weekend. You can tag along with them. I’ll inform the president of the club that you’ll be helping them out with the activity.”

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“Oh my. This is a surprise to see you two here, [First Name], Grim,” Jade said looking at the both of you.

“[First Name] here wanted to explore around and literally begged the headmaster to-mmphh!” 

“Don’t say it in front of him!” You blushed out of embarrassment as you covered Grim’s mouth with your hand, “But long story short, I’ve always wanted to explore Twisted Wonderland. I’ve never been beyond the school...well...except that time...when...you know.”

“Mmph! Mmmmph!”

“Sorry, Grim,” You removed your hand on Grim’s mouth. He simply glared at you.

“I’ll give you more canned tuna after we return from our expedition,” You said.

“Alright! Let’s get going already!”

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Your mouth dropped in awe. The mountains here are amazing.

“If you keep that up, insects might enter your mouth,” Jade chuckled, making you blush once more.

“Thanks,” You said as you immediately closed your mouth, “Sorry about that. The view is just breathtaking. Going out of the school grounds is nice. I’ve never have the chance to do this. Man, I wish I could go out quite often.”

“You may join in my club to do so. It will be fun if you’re around there,” Jade smiled. Your blushed lightly.

After the club leader gave all of you instructions, everyone started to talk to each other and partnered up. Only knowing Jade amongst the club members, you approached him, “Do you mind if I tag along with you?”

Jade smiled at you and said, “Of course not, [First Name]. Though I hope you don’t mind what I have planned to do for this activity.”

“Of course not. What are you going to do?”

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“I didn’t know you love mushrooms, Jade-senpai!” You said as you continued pick up the mushrooms he instructed you to picked.

“This is quite boring,” Grim groaned as he continued to pick some mushrooms.

“I’m glad that you’re enjoying yourself, [First Name],” Jade said.

“I mean why wouldn’t I? I don’t go outside the school grounds. Even if I was in my old world, you can’t enjoy the fresh air that nature brings,” You said with a smile.

“So, [First Name], I’m quite curious about your world and your life there. Will you share it with me?” Jade asked.

I mean why wouldn’t he. First, you’re an oddity. You don’t belong here in Twisted Wonderland. Secondly, he’s quite intrigued about it and you as well. You never talk much about your world and your life there.

“Sure. I don’t mind telling you about my world,” You said, “Though are you sure you want to know how my life was back then? It’s not as interesting as your lives here. It’s quite boring too.”

Jade smiled, “Of course, I’m sure. You’re quite...intriguing to me.”

Jade had been completely drawn to you during and after the anemones incident. He was quite interested how you’ve handled the situation and how you’ve outsmarted them. In addition to that, under your guidance, you were able to defeat at least five overblot incidents now. He was drawn by your strength and charisma as a leader and as a person. You’re quite ordinary yet you’ve done something so extraordinary that no one has able to do before. In fact, he admires you for it.

“Am I?” You started to twiddle your fingers.

“Of course. Your stories never bore me. It’s quite enjoyable to listen to you,” Jade said.

“i-Is that so?” You stuttered, blushing lightly as you tell him about your world.

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“I see. There really is no magic there? How do you humans cope up with it?”

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“The education system of your world differs from each country. I see.”

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“So Magift is similar to your sport in your world called American football. Tell me more.”

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“Hahaha! That’s quite amusing. You’re different when you’re here and back to your world.”

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Eventually, you guys took a break as the two of you sat under a tree. Grim on the other hand fell asleep by your side. You continued to talk about your world and life there.

Every information, every detail you shared...it sounds like you have a normal life there. It maybe average but it was your life. While Jade listened, he detected a hint of sadness from you. But that may be because you’re homesick.

“I had a fun life there but not as fun as being here,” You said as you giggled a bit.

“Don’t you miss your world?”

“Of course I do. I unintentionally left my family and friends there. I still haven’t found out why I’m here,” You sighed.

“Isn’t the headmaster working on it?” Jade asked.

You laughed awkwardly, “At this point, I’m not sure. Whenever Grim and I asked about it, he makes excuses after excuses after excuses.”

“If the headmaster has found a way for you to return your world, will you go back?”

“Of course, I will,” You answered without hesitation, “I have my family and friends waiting for me. They might be worried about me. I don’t know how time works here and there but I’m pretty sure that I’ve been gone for a long time in my world.”

“I see,” Jade sighed.

“Though I have to admit that I will have a hard time letting everything go,” You said sadly, “If I return back, the first thing I might do is cry. But I really must let go everything here and go back to where I belong.”

“I see,” Jade said, “Too bad. I will be having a hard time to let you go.”

“Eh?” You just blinked out of shock and confusion, “Why is that?”

Jade took a deep breathe as he holds both of your hands in his, “[First Name][Last Name]...”

You blushed at his actions, “Y-Yes?”

“I really like you. I really admire everything about you. You’ve overcome any adversities that you’ve faced. You may think you’re just an ordinary person but you’e not. You’re so much more than that. I find you very endearing,” Jade confessed.

“Jade-senpai...,” You just stared at his beautiful eyes as he continued to speak.

“You’re important to me. That’s why I don’t want to let you go. Not now, not ever,” Jade said.

The two of you started to lean in closer.

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Suddenly a growl was heard which made you two back off.

“I’m hungry! What’s for lunch?” 

It was Grim’s stomach who ruined the perfect moment for you two.

“Grim...,” You said in a threatening voice while glaring at him which made Grim scared and confused.

“O-oi! What did I do?”

BONUS SCENE:

The trip made your bond with Jade stronger now. However, darn that you didn’t get your kiss.

You sighed as you tried to reach a book from a bookshelf in the library. You were on your tip toes.

Suddenly someone grabbed the book before you can.

You turned around to see Jade as he trapped you by putting his arms on either side of your head with the book on hand. You blushed as your heart pounds in your chest.

“Now, where were we?”

....And scene nya! Hope you enjoyed this nya! Hope this was to your liking, @asmahsan nya! That’s all, Nyakemi out nya!