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Twisted Wonderland and Genshin Impact Requests

Taking Twisted Wonderland qnd Genshin Impact requests now, just make sure to read my rules. Also I am trying to move away from SAGAU fics.

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Shadow's Baby Doll

TRIGGER WARNING FOR IMPLIED TRAUMA FOR READER AND SHADOW MILK COOKIE!

SPOILER FOR SHADOW MILK COOKIE AND BEAST COOKIE LORE!

Candy Apple Cookie and Black sapphire Cookie will act as platonic yandere aunt and uncle/siblings on top of Shadow Milk Cookie.

He never had a lover or family, yet he longed for for both. But, he was far too busy for it. He was lonely, occupied with his work and dreams. He couldn't focus that night. Low music was playing, rain softly tapped on the windows, and the smell of books new and old filled his nostrils. But, there was a sound, a loud and grating wailing that disrupted his peace.

He tried to ignore it, play louder music over it, do anything to keep the noise out but his efforts only seem to make it louder. So, annoyed and out of options he rips the door open, annoyed and ready to ask who was making that nosie. He looks around, finding no one and he was about to close the door, annoyed and thinking it was a prank, until he looks down.

At his feet is a top less picnic basket, aged and falling apart, with a blanket the color of a Blueberry Bird. He stares at the blanket, which is still making noise. As he reaches out to touch the blanket, it shifts. He pulls his hand back for only a moment before moving the blanket aside and his eyes widen. In the blanket is a little cookie, from the looks of it they couldn't be more than a few weeks old. His annoyed fades as it's replaced by worry. He picks up the basket and brings it inside.

"Poor little thing, you must be soaked," he said quietly as the little cookie reaches to play with his hair. He laughs, then winces as the little cookie pulls his hair. He looks for a note but finds nothing. Looking back at the now quiet little cookie, he has the brief thought of giving the child to an orphanage until he remembered the nights he'd stay awake and think about what his lover would be like, or how many little cookies he wanted.

"Well, looks like the Witches granted my wish," he says softly.

He rocked the little cookie that night, and then went shopping for everything his new child would need. Once the child was adjusted he told his friends and invited them to meet the little cookie.

"And you say, this little one was left on your doorstep in a basket?" Burning Spice asked, confused.

"Yes, they were crying loudly and just look at them, who wouldn't fall in love with these chubby cheeks!" He says as he squished the cheeks of his child who was on their stomach and trying to lift their head.

Burning Spice let out a loud chuckle with a smile at the response. Mystic Flour then asked about a name and Shadow Milk Cookie pauses and acts a bit sheepish.

"Well, I have just calling them 'little one' and umm, never gave them a name," he admitted.

The other beasts gasped and poked fun at him for not naming his child before offering to help him. That's how the rest of that day went, the beasts looking at the child like they were a cute creature and deciding on a name. It ended with a name being picked, but Shadow Milk stilled called you little one.

Years would go by, you growing up with a family of cookies who love you with all their hearts. Then things changed, Burning Spice became violent and cruel, so he was cut off from you.

"Papa, what happened to uncle Spice?" You asked, innocent and afraid.

"I... I'll explain when your older," he says as he hugs you to soothe you.

Then Mystic Flour stopped coming around and letting you visit. You were scared and upset which broke his heart. He shielded you from the truth as much as he could. Eternal Sugar and Silent Salt followed soon after, making you more and more afraid and confused.

"It's ok, everything will be ok," he whispered to you.

Under the surface, he was cracking. You were scared and he saw all his friends become twisted versions of the virtues they once embodied. Soon, sweet whispers crept into his mind, slowly but surely. They told him to open his eyes, look beyond what was already there and he listened and saw how the cookies around him loved the comfort of lies than the coldness of truth.

You never knew what was wrong, but you noticed how different he acted and it scared you. You still remember the day he becomes fully corrupted, he tried to take you with him when the Witches put the Beasts in the Silver Tree but he couldn't. You remembered the look he had, a cold, empty grin with insanity in his mismatched eyes. The witches took pity on you, placing you with the faerie cookies.

***

You watched in horror as the Silver Tree split open and the Beasts escaped. When he saw you again, he smiled and floated over before picking you up and spinning and tossing you.

"Oh my little one! It's been too long! Now that I'm free I can be your papa again!" He says with manic joy.

You were afraid, you knew the truth know and knew that your papa was long gone. The group tried to save you, but you were taken when Shadow Milk disappeared into the Spire of Shadows.

It had been weeks since that day, you had a room that was a blue and black version of the room you once had years ago, just aged up.

You also met his new minions, Black Sapphire Cookie and Candy Apple Cookie. Candy Apple treated you like a dress up doll, doing your hair and picking your clothes. She made you call her auntie Candy Apple, even if you didn't want to.

"Stay still, I haven't finished brushing your dough yet!" She scolded.

Black Sapphire was like an annoying older brother. You couldn't say anything without him overhearing it. You started calling him uncle Black Sapphire, which he teased you about.

Now, you're stuck here, with the cookie who was once your whole but now became a monster and his henchmen. All you can do now, is how and pray to the Witches that the group who tried to beat the Beasts at the tree will come to save you.

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House arrest at Heartslabyul

Mentions and minor spoilers of Chapter 1 and Chapter 6 lore!

My room was almost silent. The purring of Grim at my side and the creaking of this ancient building acts as my lullaby. The ghost are quiet and not causing trouble for once. Changing into a shirt that Leona said was too small for him i crawl under the ragged blankets I manage to find in an empty closet. I wrapped around me and they hold lulled me into a dreamless sleep.

"Oh, hello. Hello! Oh dear, please wake up I have to talk to you," a young sounding British voice shouts with an echo.

My eyes fly open and I see that I'm laying on a mushroom? Pulling myself up I notice that everything seems gigantic, but it's grass and plants I should be towering over. Looking down, I see I'm on top of a tan mushroom with a swrily spiral pattern. Looking around I hear the voice again.

"I'm so happy you're awake," the voice says.

Whiping my head around I spot someone on a taller purple stalked mushroom opposite mine. It looks like a little blonde girl in a blue dress, with a black headband. She seems very friendly looking, waving me closer. I walked to the edge of my mushroom. The girl pulled on a leaf and, like an office chair, the mushroom she was on lowered until it matched the height of mine. I stare at her confused and she chuckles a bit.

"I'm terribly sorry, but I needed you to listen to me," the blonde girl said.

I say it's not a problem and ask what she wants from me.

"I have to tell you, you and your cat are in terrible danger," she says.

"Damn it. What now?" I ask, completely done with this problem before I even know what it is.

"The queen and cards are out to get you two! If they get you, you will never be able to leave!" she says.

I stare at her before asking if there's any way for me to not get kidnapped by a crazy queen. The girl says there is, I have to go to get as far from Night Raven as I can. There is a thick silence between us as the world around us melts, warps, and I wake up with Grim attempting to suffocate me with his fur.

I look over at the alarm clock I dug out of the trash. It's about 6:30 in the morning and I feel the like I stayed up all night instead of sleeping. I look at Grim, who's softly snoring. I go back to sleep, this time without dreams.

***

I put on the oversized Night Raven uniform and shoes before brushing my hair. Grim stretches in the downward cat position before asking for tuna. Digging through the ancient cabinets I find no tuna, not even the cheap stuff.

"Sorry, Grim, no tuna today," I tell him.

"What?! We had some last week!" He complains.

"Yeah, but it was getting fuzzy and turning werid colors," I respond.

"Oh... Yeah, I love tuna but not when it's fuzzy," he says.

I pull out a bowl and fill it with water before putting the eggs in the bowl. Out of six eggs, two lay on their sides as the sink, two stands on its top so it's still good, and two float. I curse under my breath as I toss the three bad eggs and use the good egg to a scrambled egg that I put next to my single slice of buttered toast while making another scrambled egg for Grim.

I sit on the creaky chair and eat my breakfast while counting how many Madols I have left for the week. The coffee can I use as my money storage bin sits next to me. I count, flipping through paper bills. Only 8000 madols. I do the mental math and sigh. Checking the coffee can I see a few miscellaneous Sorcents. I do the mental math and sigh even deeper. Why the hell is everything in this place so expensive! As I put the plate and pan in the sink I hear a knock on my door.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" I yell as Grim leaps onto my shoulders.

I open the door and am met with familiar heads of blue and orange hair. I ask them what they did this time and Ace gasps in mock offense. I position myself so they can't see the coffee can the and scattered 200 Madols.

"We just wanted to walk you to class, is that suddenly bad?" He jokingly asks.

I laugh along and go back inside to grab the second hand school bag Ruggie gave me and make sure I have every pencil and piece of homework I'll need.

Ace's POV

You think you're so clever, huh, MC? I can see that coffee can, the scattered Madols, and the scuff marks all over your school shoes. Deuce notices too, we all notice. It's sad really, you get dragged here, deal with our shit, and barley get paid for it. Poor Grim too. He's a menace in need of love. You both work so hard but live in a haunted dump and eat bread sandwiches. I give Deuce a wink and he nods in response. Deuce hands me a 900 Madols and a few Sorcents that I slip into the pocket of the jacket you hadn't grabbed yet.

"Ready to go?" You ask.

"Yeah, we've been ready," I respond.

We leave that safety hazard and start towards the main building. You're wearing the jacket and I wonder how long it'll be before you find the 901 Madols allowance we gave you so you both could eat real food for lunch. You think we don't notice the way you look longingly at the nicer lunch options or the prices at off the nice food at Mostro Lounge. Part of me wants to laugh but the other part wants to pamper you two.

The conversation we had this morning rings in my memories.

"Invite them to study,?" Cater suggests.

"You think they'll buy that?" Trey asks.

"You think I'm dumb!" I yell in annoyance.

They all give me a raised eyebrow, and I feel my face turn red in annoyance. We argue over a plan until we finally agreed on something. The plan became inviting them over for tea instead.

Coming back to reality we are already at Crewel's class.

MC's POV

Alchemy class goes exactly how I thought it would, Ace and Grim almost put the wrong thing in and Deuce over corrects into almost another problem. I sigh, looking around for any magical weirdness that could be ties to my dream last night. So far, everything seems fine.

***

My stomach roars when the lunch bell rings. I finish petting Lucius and follow my friends to the cafeteria. Mentally, I'm coming up with lies about why I'm not eating lunch today. I stick my free hand in my pocket when I feel something rough and cold in my pocket. I pull it out and my eyes widen. 900 Madols, six large gold Sorcents, and one medium silver Sorcent. I feel like I wanna cry, I thought I'd be eating peanut butter and dreams this week but looks like I forgot this... but how do I forget 901 Madols and 55 total Sorcents? Hunger takes over so I ignore the oddness and get in line to buy lunch.

Grim and me drool at the spread. Sure, it's school food but it's better than a bread and cabbage leaf sandwich. When I buy lunch for me and Grim I go to sit next to Epel and Rook but someone grabs me shoulder.

"MC, come sit with us," Deuce says.

Before I can say anything Deuce is leading me to where he and the rest of Heartslabyul have taken residence. Me and Grim end up squished between Trey and Cater with Riddle staring directly at us as we ate. We try to ignore it but seriously, it's creepy.

"Hey, Grimmy, MC-chan! How've you been since the the whole forever sleep overblot?" He asks very casually.

I shrug as I eat, and he frowns a bit. As my stomach gets filled with delicious food a new feeling is emerging. It's a dull thumping in my gut, like something is wrong in the air. When my tray is empty I start to stand up to throw my trash away but Trey pushes me down by my shoulders.

"You need to rest after a big meal like that," Trey says as he does the same thing to Grim. We both exchange a look of confusion. Cater starts talking our ears off and I start wishing for a pillow to block him out. When Trey comes back he starts talking to me in an odd tone of voice. It's like he's talking to a younger sibling.

"Care to join us for tea this afternoon?" He asks.

I'm about to say no when Trey mentions he'll back speical desserts. The dull thumping is there, but our love for Trey's baking buried it. So, I agreed to meet them after school.

***

I'm exhausted and so is Grim. I walk to Heartslabyul, holding Grim in my arms. The scent of sweets and roses fills our nostrils as other students do chores Riddle most likely give them. Every time we pass anyone, they wave at me and Grim, smiling just a bit too wide. I make a stop at the flamingos and hedgehogs, petting a few before continuing to make my way to the tea party.

"Oi, what took you so long?" Ace asked.

I apologize, saying I had to finish some homework. He sighs and calls me a "goody two shoes". I roll my eyes in return as I look at the spread on the table and me and Grim start drooling all over again. The white cloaked table is covers in trays and dessert towers of varying heights, packed with all types of sweets that combined could kill an elephant. I go to take a seat in one of the regular yellow and red chairs, while placing Grim in the chair next to me, when Riddle stops me.

"No, no, no. You do not sit there," he says, his tone more scolding that normal.

I ask him where we'll be sitting than and he leads us to a large chair, all covered in blood read, soft fabric. Grim asks about his seat and Riddle says that me and Grim will be sharing the seat. I go to sit down when Trey comes over, stopping me. I groan and ask what the problem is now and he says we both need to wash our hand/paws. We'll, that is reasonable so we both go wash our hands before finally sitting down.

White porcelain cups decorated with roses get filled with a tea that smells floral, like apple with a touch of honey. It soothes my nerves a bit, making me forget the worries of the day, though Grim doesnt get tea he gets a saucer of high quality milk that is so far out of our budget it might as well be gold. Grim downs it so fast I'm worried he'll choke, while I slowly sip my tea. It tastes just as nice as it smells, but I taste a slight hint of cherry.

"Tasty. What kind of tea is it?" I asked.

The group all looks at the two of us, smiling odd smiles that make the thumping in my gut grow. Riddle answers, saying he picked the tea himself and made sure it was "acceptable" for me and when asking about the milk for Grim the same reasoning is given. The two of us exchange confused looks and Grim leans in with a whisper.

"Human, is it me or are they acting weirder than normal?" Grim asks.

"Yeah, this is getting weird," I whisper back.

We watch as Riddle drinks his team, Trey serving snacks, Cater scrolling through his Magicam, and Ace and Deuce are messing with each other. Other Heartslabyul students walked by, greeting us and sharing looks with the group. The feeling in my gut grows more and more so I eat some cookies topped with candied violets to try and feel a bit better while Grim's plate is stacked with cat safe snacks. I start to eat, the sweetness almost knocking me over.

"Trey, you've really out done yourself," I say, when I start to yawn.

I see Grim do the yawn and stretch thing that cats do. We try to stay awake but my eyelids are slowly becoming lead and Grim can't keep his head up. My vision blurs and I hear the group coming closer. I stand up and my head swims, and I clutch the armrests as I fall to my knees. My breathing is heavy, and I feel tears and sweat mix on my cheeks. My vision blurs more and more until a ginger blob picks up a purring grey blob. Voices are muffled and inky blackness creeps in through the corners of my vision until all the colored blobs are overtaken by darkness.

***

I don't know how long I was out cold, but it was long enough for my body to be sore and ache. I look around the darkened room I'm in is decorated in the scheme of Heartslabyul, but like a copy of my room in Ramshackle. I look down at the bed and see Grim purring in his sleep next to me. Turning towards him I shake him awake.

"Grim. Grim!" I whisper yell and I try to shake him awake.

He mumbles about tuna in his sleep and I sigh. I soon hear footsteps coming towards the door and I freak out, pretending to go back to sleep. I hear the door creak open and someone walk in, feeling the weight of the someone sitting on the bed and then the mystery person starts petting my hair. I try not to move and give away that I'm awake.

"There, there, MC-chan, Grimmy, you two will be so much happier now," I hear the voice say.

I know it's Cater and my heart rate picks up. I wait until I hear the door close before I wake up again. Sitting up, I throw the blanket off myself, which wakes up Grim, and try to get out of the bed. I grip onto the bed post to keep my balance while Grim stretches like any self respecting cat.

"They drugged us, didn't they?" He says, somewhat deadpan.

"Yep," I respond, equally deadpan.

When feeling returns to my legs I start walking towards the door as the tiles send a chill through the soles of my feet. I grab the bronze handle and trying to turn it. Locked, figured. Riddle and his henchmen, Cater and Trey, aren't stupid so I figured there would be some form of obstecle in the way.

"What the hell?!" Grim yells.

I look towards his voice and see him in from of mirror, golden framed with decorative roses on thorny vines craved into the frame. I look and freeze. Normally Grim wears this black and white striped bow torn at the edges which is also where he keeps the magestone Crowley gave us. That is now gone, replaced by a collar that is split down the middle with the right side having yellow stripes on a black background, the left side having black stripes on an orange background and a gaint white rose with the top dipped in what I can assume is red dye next to a tag reading "Grimmy". I look for a clasp and Grim is trying to rip it off but much to our dismay there is no clasp.

"I'm going to kill them for this!" Grim yells in frustration.

I then look at my own reflection in the dim light of the room, my hair is a mess and my eye bags are still prominent but my clothes are different. Instead of wearing the hand me down Night Raven uniform I was given I'm dressed in a blue puffy long sleeved nightgown with a ruffled collar that has white lace trim at the bottom and ends of the sleeves as a black bow rest in the center of the chest. Looking closer I see black thread embroidery of rabbits, flowers, and horses. It's fancy, way fancier than I could ever buy with the money I got.

"Did... Did they," "No, we used magic. What, you think we're creeps or something?" Ace says, arms crossed and standing in the now open doorway.

"Ace, what they hell is going on?!" I yell.

"No need to yell, you should be greatful," he says with a smirk.

"Greatful? Greatful! You drugged us and locked us in a room!" Grim yells begntack.

Ace doesn't respond with anything other than a tired sigh. Grim tries to attack him by Ace holds him at an arms length while Deuce rushes back into the room. Deuce burritos Grim in a red blanket with a checkered pattern before putting him back on the bed. They both then turn to me, waiting for me to say anything.

"I... I'm hungry," I mumble while holding my hands up in surrender.

Normally I'd be fighting like Grim but there is no magic in my corner and my friends are acting crazy. They both seem to accept the answer as they walk out of the room and close the door. When I hear the click I rush over to Grim and free him from his blanket burrito prison.

"Thanks, human, " he says.

We then hear the door open again, this time Deuce is holding a white large box, saying this was a gift from Riddle. I take the box and place it on the bed, thanking him. He closes the door again, flipping on the lights before he leaves. Now that the room has more light I see more and more details in the room that attempt to match my real room in Ramshackle with a Heartslabyul twist.

This makes me worried about what might be in the box, but with no other choices I open it, finding folded clothing with a note.

"Rule 102: The proper outfit for the event, lest you be in aml content. This will be the first of your many outfits, signed - Riddle," I read out loud.

I pick up and put on the clothes, after finding where they put the damn deodorant, and look in the golden framed mirror. The outfit's top is a blouse with puffy sleeves, split down the middle with red on the right with a black sleeve and black on the left with a red sleeve and a neck line the same style as the nightgown and a white rose covered in red paint.

Attached to the blosue is an open skirt thing similar to Riddle’s that reaches my knees with the colors reversed from the blouse but it also has white trim decorated with card symbols in the order of hearts, diamonds, clubs, and spades and the underside is like Grim's bew collar, yellow stripes on black on the right and black stripes on orange on the left.

Looking more down I see that I'm wearing shorts that reaches my thigh are just like the pants of the Heartslabyul dorm uniform pants, white with a yellow stripes down the side. Looking more down I see the heart patterned white thigh high socks and red Mary Jane shoes.

This looks like something out of mismatched lolita hell. I look back in the box, seeing a pair of golden clip on earrings. I stash them in the bedside table and pick up Grim just as Ace comes back, saying Riddle wants us both at the table for lunch. I follow him down the halls, memorizing the route just in case. The dinning room of the dorm is large, decorated in the same royal and card themed way as everything else is. Me and Grim are led to the spot that puts us in the direct sight of Riddle, who is sipping tea some poor student with a collar is pouring.

"It is nice to see you both awake. We were getting worried," he says between sips.

I mumble out something as Riddle frames the drugging as me and Grim passing out from sleep deprivation and stress. Sure, I may have stayed up at night thinking what how I ended up stuck here but it wasn't so bad I'd pass out for, wait, how long did we even pass out for.

"Riddle, I gotta ask, how long were we out for?" I ask.

"Almost a week," he says way to calmly, as if he was talking about the weather.

The hamster wheel in my brain freezes. I look back at Riddle, who is now flanked by Cater and Trey while Ace and Deuce flank me and Grim. My throat tightens as I struggle to breath as terror over takes me. Cater, with his stupid smirk, asks me if I'm hungry. I go to say no but my stomach betrays me, loudly. Trey walks in the direction of the kitchen and comes back out with a tray that has a glass of water and oatmeal with fruit and a small bowl of chicken.

"Here, something light for your stomachs," he says, smiling.

I stare at the oatmeal, the fruit arranged in a smiley face. I hold my spoon like a spear as I glare at the food like it personal insulted me. Meanwhile Grim is happily eating, but complaining about the portion size. Trey asks if I'm gonna eat or if he's gonna have to feed me. Not wanting that I pick at my food like a dying mouse. The others sit and go about their own business.

"Now that you two are awake, there are many activities we need to get through once you two finish eating," Riddle says.

The bowl is half empty by the time I say I'm full. A random student that gives us pitying looks takes the dishes and glass back to the kitchen. I try to stand but something heavy is now in my lap. I at first think it's Grim but when I look down I see a heavy pot. I look at Deuce, unimpressed. He just looks away.

The activities are simple and all have me to the side or doing nothing at all other than watch. It feels, annoying but also peaceful. Ever since I got here I've been fixing problems and sure a break would be nice but drugging me and not letting me leave a dorm is insane! At first, Grim likes the attention but over time being stuck under Riddle's rules drives us both nuts as we have to follow the standard 810 and we have extra rules we have to follow. So, we plan and wait for out moment to run.

So, we plan through tea parties, croquet games, and unbirthday parties. Each actitvy has people coming like pigeons at us, like we can't do anything ourselves despite beating multiple overblots! Every time we make a break for it we get caught and cooed at harder. It's wearing us down, and every "Grimmy" was making Grim want to scream into the cushions. So, we keep waiting for another good moment to run.

That moment comes earlier than we thought. It has been almost a full month in Heartslabyul and I was ready to pull my hair out. Me and Grim heard arguing and went to look. We look out a window and see Riddle arguing with Leona. We can't hear anything that's being said but we can see Jack, Ruggie, and other Savannahclaw students surrounding Riddle and trying to get inside.

"They came for us, didn't them?" I ask Grim.

"Yep," he says.

We cam hear the shouts of fighting and the sound of a door being kicked open. We look towards the sound and see Ruggie, Jack, and other students coming towards me and Grim while fighting off Ace, Deuce, and other Heartslabyul students. Ruggie and the other students are handling the mob while Jack comes towards us.

"Umm, hi, Jack... what's happening?" I ask nervously.

"Hello, MC, Grim, we have come to take you back to your pride," he says in his normal flat and serious tone.

"Excuse me?" I say.

He doesn't answer, just picks me up in a bridal carry while someone else picks Grim up like a sack of potatoes while holding his magestone bow out of reach as he struggles. I struggle against Jack's grip but he's a brick wall so my struggling goes nowhere. As he walks outside I see that the area looks like a battle field as Riddle and Leona have magic pens drawn, scratched, and panting.

"Well, look at that, I win " Leona says before turning around and leading the group towards the exit of Heartslabyul while Riddle is led inside.

As the group walks they chat loudly about the "victory" they achieved. When we reach the mirror chamber the group moves through the mirror to Savannahclaw, and now I'm starting to sweat.

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Twisted Wonderland Series Notice

I have to let my potential readers know, I us the English version of Twisted Wonderland. That means the currency exchange of what a Madol is worth is different. On the North American server Madols are called Thaumark and have the equivalent of cents called Sorcents. I use both Sorcents and Madol in my Twisted Wonderland fanfictions.

Here is a helpful chart for my readers.

1 Thaumark (equal to the American dollar) = 100 Madols (equal to the Japanese yen)

Bronze Sorcents = 1 cent (American penny)

Medium silver Sorcents = 5 cents (American nickel)

Small silver Sorcents = 10 cents (American dime)

Large gold Sorcents = 25 cents (American quarter)

I just didn't want to confuse my readers, hope this helps my readers understand my Twisted Wonderland fanfics and so I don't have to dance around the money issue.

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Hi, my name is Mosab , I’m from Gaza, and like many here, I’ve lost more than I ever thought I could bear — my family, my home, my sense of safety, and the simple moments that once gave life meaning. 💔

I’m not writing this to ask too much of anyone. I’m sharing a piece of my story — not because I want sympathy, but because I still believe someone, somewhere, might care enough to listen.

If this message finds you at the wrong time, I understand.

I’m truly sorry if it feels like an interruption.

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✨ If you do feel moved to help — even by sharing — it means more than words can say.

Every repost, every bit of care, helps keep hope alive in a place that has seen too much darkness.

🙏 Thank you for taking the time to read.

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Wishing you peace, healing, and comfort — wherever you are.

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a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on

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Fiddlespick's: Pathetic Loser Vampire

Male Vampire Yandere x Gender Neutral Half-Elf Reader (The next part of this story will be available in the reblogs when complete. For other stories in the Fiddlespick's setting along with exposition for the academy go HERE.) (Warning for general yandere behavior, 350 words) The vampires of Fiddlespick's were an ominous bunch that largely kept to their own affairs. They ranged from old to ancient and had better things to do than mingle with the other students.

There was, however, one fledgling vampire. A newly turned young man named Salem who attended the academy.

He was a complete outcast. He didn't have the wealth or prestige, and as a fledgling, his magic was weaker as well.

They snubbed their noses at him and constantly treated him cruelly.

And then you appeared like the answer to a silent prayer. You were a half-elf studying to be a druid and knew what it was like to be an outcast among your own people.

While you were standoffish, and didn't want any friendships, you still interjected anytime the others treated Salem like shit around you.

Salem fell in love. But it didn't seem that you reciprocated his feelings at all.

He began behaving in the manner befitting a predator of the night.

Stalking and obsession.

Even your half-elf senses were no match for the stealthy skills and magic of a vampire.

Salem started with your underwear, jerking his cock while pressing his nose into the crotch of the garment.

Then he used magic to view you from afar whenever he had free time to do so. He watched you sleeping, he watched you dress, and he watched you showering.

"So so pretty my darling. All naked just for me!"

His beloved elf was so beautiful, he could scarcely pry his red eyes away! How he longed to sink his fangs into you.

In his closet he built a shrine to you, in the middle was a stone statue perfectly matching your face. Surrounding it were your belongings and secret photos magically produced of you..

Underwear, shirts, a lock of your elven hair, and a pencil you had given him when he claimed to need one. He had decorated the shrine with druidic runes meant to represent you.

But it just wasn't enough for him. He needed you. He needed you for eternity, and he needed you immediately.

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How long?

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[a-998h]

Hi there 🌱 I hope you are doing well. My name is Naser, and I’m from Gaza. I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable, but I wanted to share a piece of my story — because right now, it’s the only way I know to try and survive.

This war has changed everything. I lost my mother and my sister. Our home is gone. What used to be a normal life — school, family meals, laughter — has been replaced by fear, rubble, and silence.

Now, I’m displaced with my three younger brothers. I’ve become their protector, their parent, their hope. We sleep side by side and I try to make them feel safe, even when I’m scared too.

We are trying to raise funds to rebuild our lives — to find a safe place, to go back to school, to have something to believe in again. I dream of going to university. My brothers have their own dreams too — of being a doctor, an engineer, just being kids again.

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Ragnarok

SPOILERS FOR HAZBIN HOTEL!

TRIGGER WARNING FOR MEANTIONS OF DEATH, BLOOD, INJURIES, READER HAVING DEPRESSING THOUGHTS, AND VIOLENCE!

By clicking "keep reading" you have read the warnings and understand them.

Vox's POV

No fucking way. They're going to fight? Oh my god! I laugh at the thought. I mean, these fucking losers can't honestly believe that this plan is going to work? I watch this disaster waiting to happen from the comfort of my viewing room.

"Looks like your little hotel didn't work out so well," I say to myself.

When that stupid smile graces the screen I can't help but cackle.

"Oh Alastor, I cannot wait for you to get FUCKED!" I yell at the glitching screen.

I cackle more and more as I feel my power rush through me. A screen to my left shows the angel kid packing her stuff. Smirking I look closer at the screen.

"Aww, the poor baby isn't sticking around. Perfect," I taunt.

Finally, they'll all die and I'll finally be able to get my hands on the holy brat! I can't help but think of all the leverage and power I can get, I just need to kid and I'll finally take his place!

Reader's POV

I finish packing my things into a backpack. I look around the room, feeling tears well up in the corners of my eyes. Am I afraid? Yes, but what am I afraid of ? Am I scared of being with someone I barley know but somehow knows me or Am I scared at the thought of the people who've become my family dying? Both... I think I'm scared of both.

"Well, guess I better get going," I mumble to the rubber duck version of me.

Making my way downstairs let's me hear the sounds of the cannibals and the others training for the fight. I see Niffty chasing some rats and Sir Pentious, in a military uniform from about the 1800s, slithering out the door with Niffty following behind with her catch.

Running my hands down the polished wood of the banister, hearing the muffled sound of my shoes moving amongst the carpet, the smell of apples that came following Lucifer, and dim lights. It brings me to tears, thinking of how this whole place could be a pile of rubble by tomorrow. Running down the stairs I see Niffty running towards Angel with a dagger Charlie handed her.

"So, I guess this is it?" I ask Charlie.

She doesn't say anything for a moment, then her face drops to worry. She asks me what I'm still doing here and I say I just wanted to say goodbye but she's not having it as she says I have to leave. I see Vaggie face the cannibal army, saying there's only 24 hours left before the Extermination.

"But," I attempt to say before getting cut off by Vaggie.

She starts pushing me towards the street, telling me to run to Ms.Carmilla's mansion. I try to move but my feet are lead and my heart is a time bomb. Vaggie is angry and I'm terrified. Tears rain down in drove as I keep trying to run so I can be safe. I'm afraid but my body has shut down. I hate this! I hate this so much!

Vaggie gives up and I just drop to the ground in grieving defeat. The pavement feels cool, almost comforting in a fucked up sort of way. I'm gonna die.... I'm gonna die all over again. A depressed cackle escapes my throat at the thought. Clutching the backpack does nothing to reduce the ache in my body as I try to stand. Looking towards the heavenly sky structure makes my blood boil.

I want to scream, swear, break things, hurt the stupid fucking angel who caused this mess and those stupid hypocrites and! Voices and figures blend together as I feel my heart poolund and my body start to shake as if my flesh is trying to break my bones.

A voice becomes clear, a kind, female voice I've grown to love. Looking back through blurry vision I see Charlie armed with Alastor's microphone. I can clearly hear what she's saying. As I manage to find enough strength to pull myself to my feet I walks closer to the crowd so I can hear her.

"I want you all to know... that getting to know you has been the biggest honor of my life," Charlie says.

The tears return as a mix of joy and sadness swirl together in my mind. I know they want me to be safe, but I can't let my new family be alone. I remember the powers I was messing with on the side, they're imperfect but they could do enough to aid the fight. My eyes sting as I wipe my tears while joy-sadness mix gives way to determination.

I listen to Charlie's speech, hang on every word says he declares that she's seen the good in all of us and that she loves us.

"Live tonight however you want because," "we're all going to die!" Niffty interrupts with her signature maniacal laughter.

The hopeful mood is throughly ruined and Vaggie does her best to try and salvage it before offering drinks.

I'm sitting in a corner, watching as Sir Pentious and the others make a toast. They don't notice I'm sticking around, so does that mean if I die tomorrow, they wouldn't notice? Looking up I see Alastor and Niffty chatting while looking over the bar, and I watch as it looks like those two start having a contest for the most evil laugh.

Turning back I see Husk and Angel having a nice conversation. Despite the looming angelic death that will come with the morning, the air is light and cheerful. I hear Angel ask Husk for a drink and Husk getting Angel said drink.

I watch as Sir Pentious tries and fails to confess his feelings to Cherri as Vaggie pulls Charlie away from the scene. As I see him run off I chuckle slightly and then I see Angel tell Cherri something that makes her look into space with a smile.

"Hey, bambino," I hear Angel call out.

Looking over at him I see his third hand waving me over. Finally moving from my corner I make my way over to him and Cherri. He hands me a glass... It's the special juice that Husk served me on my first week here. I look back up at Angel, who looks down at me with a soft smile.

"We can't force you to go. Just know, that whatever happens... we love ya. You understand, bambino?" He says softly.

I nod and he smiles wide. He makes a toast to me, getting Husk and Cherri involved too. I laugh and down my juice while Angel downs whatever Husk made for him and Husk chugs a bottle of something.

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Narrator's POV

Adam and Lute are hyping up the exorcist angels, championing the slaughter of everyone in the hotel with sadistic glee along with pffering the equivalent of $1 million dollars for the head of Vaggie. The exorcists cheer with sadistic glee before Adam keeps talking.

"And, for double the amount of Heaven bucks if you bring me the angel kid alive," Adam offers.

The exorcists pause, a bit confused. Adam let's out an annoyed sigh and pulls out a poorly done sketch of Reader. The exorcists are still confused and Lute sighs. She pulls out a picture she paid a cherub in overalls and a yellow shirt to take. Adam snatches the picture and holds it up.

The exorcists make noises of murderous agreement and with that, Adam flies into the sky and opens a golden portal in the sky above the hotel. They flew down, the battle was here...

Reader's POV

*This is where things get bloody, so beware*

Holy shit! I grasp the dagger I was given. There are so many! They descended like falcons as our make shift army charged. When contact was made the reaction was instant, merciless, and without fear as a shield of black and green magic swirled around the hotel trapping a portion of the angels with the others crashed into it like birds to glass. Golden fluid decored the shield and ground in a bloody display of emotion. I hear Alastor's cackle from the roof as his tentacles take up arms.

"Oh, shit, shit!" I scream as an angel reaches to grab me.

Stabbing their hand leaves them open long enough for a cannibal woman to plant and ace in their skulls, releasing a fountain of liquid gold. I hear explosions in the distance paired with gun fire and cannons as angels and demons litter the group. I get hits where I can but the others are doing most of the heavy lifting.

"Fuck!" I hear Vaggie yell!

Turning towards her voice I see the shield start to crumble away as Adam looms above us with wings of gold. There's a burning, deep in my heart that makes me want to rip his out! This is all his fault! Him, and everyone else born beyond the pearly gates! Tears and sweat rolls down my face in unison, mixing together in tired frustration. I see him fly to the sign but quickly get distracted as more and more angels keep making a grab for me like foxes in a hen house. I hear the sounds of a fight coming from every side of me as I spill golden blood.

As Sir Pentious gives orders, Charlie is apologizing until Vaggie tells her to knock it off. Angel runs off to help one of the egg bois. Soon, the ground shakes as flashes of golden light come from the sky, looking up we all see an unscathed Adam.

"But Alastor was supposed to handle him," I hear Charlie say.

Looking around I see no deer ears or creepy shadows. Charlie and Vaggie seem to put it together too. Tears keep rolling, now from a grief I didn't know I was capable of feeling. I keep fighting off the angels who reach for me but my limbs become more and more like lead.

"Kid, let us help you!" An angel yells.

"Eat shit and die!" I yell back as I pull the dagger through their gloved hands.

They pull away and get attacked with a flying card from Husk. I see Charlie, Vaggie, and Cherri turning to look at something. I follow their gaze and see Sir Pentious's blimp roaring to life, the metal jaws opening up to his super villain weapon. It flies towards Adam, beam charged and reach to wipe this slightly prick out of existence! Mentally cheering I watch the beam aim and then!

A flsh of golden light, and then no more blimp. No flaming debris, mangled snake corpse, egg shells, metal, blood, guts! It's like he never existed. I fall to the group, feeling someone pat my shoulder. Afraid and angry I go to whip around and stab whoever it is, but I see a small head of bright red hair... Nifty. I sob, holding her for a moment when I feel the air get hotter and hotter. Through blurred vision I see a pillar of fire. Razzle, Dazzle, and Charlie emerge with Charlie sporting horns and a bloodlusting aura while Razzle and Dazzle are full on dragons.

I hear his voice in my mind, saying to focus on the battle. Pulling myself up I feel something rip through my veins. Rushing forward I slash at an angel, splitting them open like I was parting the Red Sea. Looking around I notice everything looks kind of smaller. I bring my focus back, turning when I hear a pained roar and watch as Dazzle crashes into the hotel. I go to rush to aid him but I feel someone grab my wrist. Turning around I see an angel so I stab and fight them. They pull me farther from the door, but with each step, each enraged heart beat I see the world get smaller and smaller until I'm able to crush her. I desperately want to fly, but with my skills at this size I'd end up crushing my friends, so I shrink just enough to fly before rushing into the sky.

Vaggies's POV

"Before I take your life, I'm going to tear that other eye out of your face and drag that kid to Heaven, where they belong," the bitch threatened.

"Try it, bitch," is all I have to say.

The fight is fast, with her being just barley better at me. I manage to dodge as she charges me with her sword, getting herself stuck in the wall. She leaps onto me, bashing my face against the table in the parlor. I feel the wet, sticky blood flow from my nose but I manage to grab Alastor's shitty old radio to smack her off me.

Narrator's POV

Seeing Vaggie fighting for her life, Charlie, who is riding Razzle, aims to help but Adam appears and blocks her way before throwing her into the lit hotel sign. Adam thanks her, and as Charlie starts verbally defending the Sinner's she sees as her family and responsible Adam mocks her.

"You should have stayed in your place, girly," Adam taunts.

At that, Charlie becomes enraged and stabs his left side with her trident, the top point enters his forearm, the middle plugging deep into his shoulder, and the bottom entering a small part of the chest. With his left side swekerred on her trident Charlie throws Adam into the sky light glass, the force cracking it. Charlie stands against Adam.

At the same time Lute throws Vaggie and her spear to the floor, stabbing Vaggie's own spear into her hand. Lute taunts Vaggie, calling her weak before saying she'll kill her before grabbing Reader. Lute makes sure to emphasize how every angel will make sure Reader forgets all of Hell. Vaggie, fulled with determination and passion, ripping the spear from her hand before throwing Lute into the destroyed parlor. Letting her wings free she brings down upper level debris onto Lute, trapping her.

Vaggie gives Lute the chance to walk away, to live. Lute just glares with an anger you could never assign a description to. Charlie's pained yells echo through the now silent parlor, causing Vaggie to rush to her aid. Once Vaggie is gone, Lute pushes against a piece of stone debris pinning down her right arm while pulling her body at the same time. A sickening sound of ripping flesh and the cracking of breaking bones is heard as Lute screams.

Reader's POV

I turn towards the roof, hearing Vaggie calling for Charlie. I see Lucifer standing there and I can't help but break into a joyous grin.

"And I am going to fuck you," I hear him say.

Every being in this battle pauses, staring at Lucifer. I can hear Angel's "that's what she said" in my head already. I see Charlie lean closer to him before Adam flies at him and a sky battle starts. Lucifer shapeshifts, taunting Adam with an enjoyment I don't blame him for having. Adam fires off golden light at him and Lucifer just keeps dodging. Then we all watch as Adam uses a golden beam of light to saw the hotel completely in half. My heart stops as it all crumbles into pieces.

"My home..." I mutter to myself as tears attempt to form but my tear ducts are now dried out.

We move out of the way, watching as Adam comes crashing down like a dick shaped falling star. We watch as Lucifer, with Charlie hanging off him, looming over him. For the first time in this would fight, Adam in finally the weak one, the one faced with fear and death! It's cathartic but at this point, I don't fucking care!

Lucifer and Charlie walk away from Adam's crater. I figured Charlie talked Lucifer out of murdering him, which I'm kind of disappointed by but... maybe that'll hurt him more. We watch the crater, looking for an sign of movement or sound. We then watch as Adam drags himself out of crater. Now, I see his real face. Who knew Adam had a soul patch?

Adam starts ranting like a mad man, saying that he's better than us because humanity came from him. It's annoying and kind of pathetic. I notice Angel Dust has one of his guns aimed at Adam, and I'm just waiting for it to be fired.

"You ungrateful, disgusting, fucking loser!" He says before he let's out a low half scream.

Something pointy and covered in his blood comes out from him. In shock we see Adam fall forward to the ground, and a familiar maid is on his back. She stabs him a fee more times before getting off the body and walking over to us, covered in golden blood.

The white haired angel lady runs to Adam's body, flipping him over. We group around her, and I get pushed more towards the back.

"Take your little friends and go home!" Lucifer yells as he spits fire.

She orders the angels to go back to the golden portal. She follows behind after grabbing Adam's halo. Lucifer turns to us and asks who wants pancakes. Me and Nifty both raise our hands, I feel like pancakes and syrup can act as a trauma sponge.

we finally get a goo look at the destruction. Keekee is safe and I see Fat Nuggets run and jump into Angel's arms. I follow the group, seeing the welcome banner buried under rubble and debris. Sir Pentious... I feel his scales touching my shoulders in comfort, member his lisp and crazy fun inventions, the way he'd let me use him as a cooling pad when I got too warm... But he's gone now. It's not fair! IT'S NOT FAIR! IT'S NOT FAIR! IT'S NOT FAIR! Why did he have to die for this?! Why? Why couldn't we get this and Sir Pentious?!

*One Song Later*

The new hotel looks amazing and Alastor is alive! Looking at the shrine to Sir Pentious I sit next to Frank the egg on the ground and open a wing for a hug, holding him close as I'm brought inside by the smell of pancakes.

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Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.

I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.

💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.

🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.

@sajagz, thank you for listening.

Even gentle support creates strength.

From one heart to another — thank you 🤍

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[a-998h]

My name is Abed.

I’m a survivor from Gaza, holding on to hope in a world that has fallen apart around me. 💔

The life I once knew — my home, my family, my sense of safety — has been shattered by war. Today, I live among the ruins, trying to find a path forward through the rubble and heartbreak. 🏚

Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty. What was once ordinary — a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of — now feels like a distant memory. 🕊️

I share my story not to seek pity, but to keep hope alive — to believe that even in the darkest places, kindness can still find a way. 🤍

If my story touches your heart, please consider sharing it or offering support. Every voice, every act of care, brings me one step closer to safety. ✨

Thank you for taking the time to listen. 🙏

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Updates

Who drinks blood, is stressed, and now has the virus that caused a global pancake? This vampire!

So yeah, I'll be closing requests and down for the count until further notice. My mental health is kind of shot and now I'm sick with Covid. I'm sorry I haven't been posting as often but I want you all to know that I am still going to post the end to Hazbin Hotel Nemphilim! Reader, start of the Twisted Wonderland series, and other requests once I'm better.

But for now, I'll be out sick. Love you my little vampirelings, XOXO Koko.

[a-998h]

One of my childhood friends who like me, was raised as a Zionist just rejected Israel Outdoor's birthright trip offer. We had stopped talking these last few months and she called to apologize and tell me she's not going in May because she's been wrestling with how to reconcile her faith with what Israel is doing. We stopped talking because she couldn't understand why I would do that and now she has come to this conclusion on her own.

This is such a big deal and such a big win for me and I wanted to share this because everyone should know that views can shift. It's definitely not easy and definitely not because of just me but it's possible.

Don't stop talking about Palestine. Don't stop spreading facts about Israel's violent occupation of Palestine.

Btw Israel Outdoors is absolutely disgusting. If you don't know, they recruit college kids on campus to go do birthright trips. They're huge Zionists who openly support the occupation and genocide.

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Hello lm hamdi ,I humbly ask for your support by reblogging this post on your account to help me and my family. As newcomers to Tumblr and GoFundMe, we are in desperate need of your kindness and support. 🙏🇵🇸🍉😔Please donate 🙏🏼Let's reach the goal as soon as possible .

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[a-998h]

Please help by sharing.

I raised €2848, but my GoFundMe was deleted due to bank issues. I lost everything.

I still urgently need a second shoulder surgery. Please help me start over—every share matters.https://www.tumblr.com/helpaya/781580581592039424/i-was-contacted-by-go-found-and-donations-will?source=share

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