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maybe dressing like that wasn't a good idea

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diagnosing the twst boys aka putting my psych degree to good use. wrote these on discord mobile at like midnight last night so forgive any weirdness.

Riddle: C-PTSD (his mother was/is very clearly abusive and extremely controlling. he has been experiencing trauma his whole life.), possibly on the spectrum as well

Trey: probably neurotypical and mentally well. the teeth thing is pretty weird though.

Cater: Major Depressive Disorder, but he masks pretty well.

Ace: honestly? Probably neurotypical and not mentally ill but if i were to diagnose him, perhaps ADHD Inattentive Type??

Deuce: Before i read his dorm vignette i may have said he has a learning disorder like dyscalculia or dyslexia, but he clearly shows that he doesn't struggle with academics due to disordered thinking so much as it's due to lacking the fundamentals. He picks up math pretty well just from using riddle's textbook. He may have had conduct disorder in his youth, but that also could have been him acting out for other reasons and i honestly think it's more likely the latter. Maybe has some form of ADHD but I'm not certain.

Leona: very clear case of Major Depressive Disorder.

Ruggie: C-PTSD (extreme poverty is, in fact, traumatizing)

Jack: bro is carrying the mental wellness of savanaclaw on his well-built shoulders

Azul: Body Dysmorphic Disorder and EDNOS (Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified). He has some serious body image issues to the point that i would definitely classify them as disordered, and he exhibits restrictive eating habits that also fall within the bounds of disordered eating. I wouldn't say he's anorexic or bulimic, so EDNOS is probably the best diagnosis.

Jade: okay. So. If Jade were over 18, i would say he might have a cluster b personality disorder (cluster b includes antisocial personality disorder, narcissistic personality disorder, borderline personality disorder, and histrionic personality disorder. Yknow. The most stigmatized ones.), but you CANNOT diagnose anyone under the age of 18 with a personality disorder... and also i don't think he quite meets the criteria? Maybe on the spectrum. He's a freak but idk if he's diagnosable.

Floyd: ADHD, either combined or inattentive type. people like to throw around the word "bipolar" with floyd but they have a fundamental misunderstanding of bipolar disorder. BD mood swings are not even close to the frequency of floyd's. They can last for weeks or even months and are far more extreme highs and lows. He matches ADHD symptoms far better (constantly seeking stimulation, emotional dysregulation, trouble maintaining focus, etc.).

Kalim: ADHD combined type and C-PTSD. Listen. It is not fucking normal to constantly be in fear for your life and it will leave a person traumatized. Also he matches the classical ADHD symptoms.

Jamil: probably also has C-PTSD. Wouldn't be surprised if he develops some kind of personality disorder either due to trauma.

Vil: okay like... honestly? I think he's okay. He has some inferiority complex going with neige but 1. That's not a diagnosis and 2. It's not particularly disordered aside from the SDC incident.

Rook: he's a freak. But idk if his freak is diagnosable.

Epel: "a bit of a dick sometimes" is not a diagnosis

Idia: Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Social Anxiety Disorder, MDD, autism, and PTSD. please god get this guy some antidepressants.

Ortho: he is a robot. he has a soul now but he seems like a very neurotypical and not mentally ill robot. Idk maybe autism??

Malleus: this guy is so full of autism it's unreal

Lilia: PTSD. Not even a question.

Silver: Narcolepsy, possibly with cataplexy, although I don't know if his sleeping spells constitute true cataplexy. Excessive daytime sleepiness is, however, a classical symptom of narcolepsy. Also probably on the spectrum. Flat affect king.

Sebek: Autistic ADHD legend. specifically ADHD hyperactive type.

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Diadem Full Song Lyrics

Jack: The moon illuminates the darkness, signaling our beginning. Leona/Jack: We can go as far as we want, onwards towards a new era

Ruggie: Survive longer than anyone else and be as cunning as possible. Leona/Ruggie: Embrace that powerful ambition that can stir hearts.

Leona: Roar as many times as it takes!

All: It was just a fleeting glimmer, but until we can capture that bright light, Ruggie: Even something like destiny Jack: We’ll just All: Laugh it all away. All: We're going all this way to overwrite this unfair world, see. All: One day at the edge of the wilderness, we'll devour the sunrise.

Jack/Ruggie: Don't waver, don't hesitate, let those starving fangs seethe. Leona: Howl! Jack/Ruggie: (Beat down!!) Leona: Shout! Jack/Ruggie: (Do more!!) Jack/Ruggie: Until everything desired is devoured in the name of an unquenchable passion.

Ruggie: Even if the future's already decided, Ruggie: My blood gets pumping to try and destroy it all. Jack: Especially when it's half-hearted, Jack/Ruggie: We want to tear that righteousness to pieces

All: It was just a fleeting glimmer, but until we can capture that bright light, Ruggie: Even something like destiny Jack: We’ll just All: Laugh it all away. All: We're going all this way to overwrite this unfair world, see. All: One day at the edge of the wilderness, we'll devour the sunrise.

All: [vocalizing]

All: Time to make our own era.

Requested by @farfalla049.

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In the Light of Dawn

~500 words

Sometimes Jason Todd passes out on the couch after patrol, too tired to tug off the entirety of his armor, shower, and make the sluggish walk to the warmth of your bed.

But every time he finds himself too weary to wipe off the grime and filth of Gotham– to be clean enough for your soft sheets– everytime without fail, he wakes up to you sleeping and curled against him.

Jason doesn't know how you do it. He's been trained by assassins, his body is attuned to the slightest noise and touch no matter how exhausted he is. But you've never once woken him up when you leave the warmth of your bed in favor of his.

Really, he should scold you in the morning. He knows the hard plates of his armor don't make the best pillow. But even as lines from the bat engraved on his chest etch themselves into your skin, he can't bring himself to try and break your habit.

He melts a little, when you nuzzle into his shoulder, when you curl your fingers into the leather of his jacket even in your sleep.

He feels at home, everytime he wakes up to find his arm wrapped snug around your waist, your legs tangled with his like everything is normal.

It's safe. It's warm. It's so, so sweet that it never fails to soothe him back towards some half-asleep state.

And he could drift off, give into the heaviness weighing down his eyes. But really, this is his favorite part, when he wakes up before you, when he can admire your face without any repercussions.

He can watch the soft smile that paints your face as you dream, watch the way your nose scrunches as the sun starts to filter into the window. He loves the way your eyes blink hazily open, and a smile spreads across your face when you meet his gaze like all is right in the world.

He'll take all the teasing he gets from you for watching you sleep when you're fully awake later. He'll take the half stern, half sleepy lecture about how he needs to take care of himself and take off the rest of his gear before he passes out for the night.

He'll even let you tug at the ends of his hair when he gives you a dopey smile, clearly not taking your worries or teasing to heart.

Jason knows how to make you soft, after all. A few kisses to your temple, a promise to make you breakfast, and maybe he'll even make you laugh when he picks you up to carry you to the shower.

But for now? He'll linger in the moment, let the morning sun light up your face while your fingers trace his collarbone. He'll soak in the sound of your quiet breathing and relish the heat of you underneath his hands and against his chest.

He'll whisper that he loves you just low enough that you'll miss it if you aren't listening for it, and he'll bask in everything that makes what he does worth the long, weary nights.

Jason will close his eyes– just for a moment, never long enough to miss the slow way you blink the sleep out of your eyes– and he will have peace.

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✌️✨️ and fsh i'm sorry 🍎 ...

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Why people like Leona? I need something that prove Leone better than other.

Hehe

Okay obv ppl have their own reasons to like Leona, but I'm sure the most common reason one could find is bro is attractive HQKSHAHAHA 😭😭😭 AND YEAH THIS WAS MY FIRST REASON AS TO WHY I WAS A LEONA SIMP IT WAS PURELY BASED ON ATTRACTION......I am very much into smug yet skilled bastards.......and Leona happens to be just that 😔 he's got charisma but he can also be a loser sometimes. And I love that in a man—*sMACKED*

But BUT ☝️ let's nawt forget the ppl who grew to appreciate him because of how complex his character is (I am one of those peepol 🙏) u see Leona's got this thing where he says he doesn't give a damn but he actually does. HE IS A FAKE IDGAFER he shows how much he cares for ppl in his own ways, and some peeps fail to notice that 😔🙏 is he basically a big tsundere? Yeah, yeah pretty much-

There are also those who find him relatable and see him as a comfort character- like maybe they share the same struggles and stuff. And this mans capable of doing a lot of cool things given he's got da skillz™️ and the smarts the problem is he's been ignored all the time 🧍‍♀️ how dare they

Wait I gotta point this out for the nerd enjoyers HE IS ALSO A BIG NERD BTW‼️‼️‼️ HE LIKES READING BOOKS AND DECIPHERING STUFF AND PLAYING CHESS!!!! He's got a beeg brain other than those big tid—WHAT WHO SAID THAT

BAAAASICALLYYY Leona's really cool, he's gorgeous, he's smart, he's strong, and he's a bit of a bitch but he's a bitch with a backstory /ref

(I'm sure there's more stuff ppl can add to this I'm just not really the best at putting my thoughts into words H2KDHQLDKS 😭😭😭)

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YALL LOOK WHAT I MADE. I RECREATED THE MEME AND I CANT STOP LAUGHING 😭😭

reference below:

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Saw this post on Twitter about the Diasomnia song, and it made me laugh😂

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I need more of Leona "Throw money at an emotional problem I can't fix and don't have the energy to be cunning about it" Kingscholar

Everyone makes jokes about Kalim being basically royalty with his riches and ignore the depressed second prince who let's his hyena who wakes him up steal shit out of his wallet on the daily.

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We finally reached you

Happy 5th Anniversary Twisted Wonderland!! Thank you for an incredible 5 years!

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Giving Them Chocolates on Valentine's Day with: Savanaclaw

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Leona Kingscholar

You find Leona sprawled out under his favorite tree, one arm draped over his eyes, looking about two seconds away from a nap.

Typical.

You take a deep breath, shoving down every ounce of nervousness, and step closer, holding out the neatly wrapped box. “Here.”

Leona cracks one eye open, lazily glancing at the chocolates like you just handed him an average Tuesday. With a low hum, he takes them, rolling the box in his hand with a raised brow.

“Hm? What’s this for?”

You narrow your eyes. “What do you think it’s for?”

He stretches, completely unbothered, as if he gets gifted chocolates all the time (which, okay, maybe he does, but that’s not the point right now).

“Dunno," he drawls, clearly messing with you. "You bribing me for something?”

Your eye twitches. “Leona.”

He huffs a laugh, finally looking at you, amusement flickering in his gaze. And then you say it.

"Happy Valentine’s Day."

And oh.

It’s like you hit him with a truck.

His smirk falters for half a second, his fingers tightening ever so slightly around the box. His pupils dilate—a barely-there shift, but you catch it.

He goes quiet. Not his usual lazy, I-don't-care quiet, but the kind that comes when he’s actually processing something.

Then, so smoothly it almost throws you off, he leans back, a slow, pleased grin spreading across his face.

"…Took you long enough," he murmurs, sounding downright smug.

Your heart does a stupid flip. "What’s that supposed to mean?"

Leona ignores you, already sitting up properly, one arm resting lazily over his knee. "Pick a nice place for dinner tonight," he says, like it’s the easiest thing in the world. "On me, of course."

You blink. "What?"

He taps the box. "These chocolates. They’re from you. To me." He tilts his head, all sharp confidence and warmth. "That makes us partners now, doesn’t it?"

Your brain short-circuits. “I—wait, what—"

"Better choose somewhere good," he continues, completely unbothered by your struggling. "I��m not wasting our first date on cheap takeout."

Your heart is going through it.

Leona smirks. "Oh? What’s with that look?"

You swear you see his tail flick just slightly, the only sign of how incredibly pleased he is.

You groan, covering your face with your hands. "You’re doing this on purpose."

He chuckles, leaning in just close enough to murmur, "Yeah, yeah. You still like me, though."

…You’re doomed.

Ruggie Bucchi

You barely get the chance to say anything before Ruggie spots the chocolates in your hands. His sharp eyes flicker to the heart-shaped box, and he immediately grins.

“Oooh, what’s this?” He leans in slightly, tail swishing with interest. “Someone confess to ya?”

You blink. “Huh? No.”

He tilts his head, playful and curious. “Oh? Then, uh… you gonna keep it?”

You narrow your eyes. “Why?”

His grin widens. “Because if ya don’t want it, I can, y’know… dispose of it for ya.”

You snort. “Ruggie, you just wanna eat it.”

“Duh.” He laughs, not even bothering to deny it. “Be a shame to waste good chocolate, right?”

Typical Ruggie.

You shake your head, amused, before finally shoving the box toward him. “Good thing it’s for you, then.”

Ruggie pauses.

It’s subtle, the way his ears perk up, the way his tail stiffens mid-swing. His grip on the box is light at first, almost hesitant, like he’s making sure he heard you right.

“For me?” His voice comes out softer, almost cautious.

You nod, suddenly a little shy under his gaze. “Yeah. I like you. So, you know… Happy Valentine’s Day.”

For the first time, Ruggie looks completely, utterly stunned.

His mouth parts slightly, blinking up at you like his brain just hit a temporary loading screen. And honestly? He looks adorable.

Then—just as quickly as the surprise hit—he recovers.

Ruggie grins, his usual confidence flickering back into place as he shifts the box under one arm. “Well, well. Ain’t this a nice surprise?”

You raise a brow. “You okay there?”

“Pfft. ‘Course I am!” He laughs, shaking his head. “Just wasn’t expecting it, that’s all.”

Then—softer, warmer, but still undeniably Ruggie— “I like you too, y’know.”

Your heart stumbles.

He notices, obviously, because his grin turns downright cheeky. “Heh. Look at you, getting all flustered."

“Oh, shut up.”

He just laughs again, effortlessly slipping his fingers through yours, tugging you along like it’s the most natural thing in the world. “C’mon, let’s go. Can’t let all this romantic energy go to waste, right?”

And just like that—you’re dragged along.

Jack Howl

Jack is not the kind of guy who gets flustered easily. He’s tough, level-headed, always the first to brush things off with that no-nonsense attitude of his.

Which is why seeing him completely short-circuit is so incredibly satisfying.

You hold out the chocolates, your heart hammering as you say, “These are for you. I like you, Jack. Happy Valentine’s.”

His ears shoot straight up. His tail freezes mid-sway. His mouth opens like he’s about to say something, but—nothing.

No words. No sound. Just pure, stunned silence.

You wait.

And wait.

Jack still says nothing.

But his tail? His tail is betraying him completely.

It explodes into motion, wagging so fast that you swear he’s about to lift off like a helicopter. NASA is calling. He’s about to reach orbit.

“…Jack?” you prompt, biting back a smile.

He blinks rapidly, as if rebooting, and finally—finally—manages to form words.

“I—” He clears his throat, cheeks flushed, voice a little strained. “I like you too.”

Your heart skips.

Jack rubs the back of his neck, glancing to the side like he’s gathering his courage. “Are you, uh… free tonight?”

You tilt your head. “Why?”

He shifts awkwardly. The tail is still going. “Because I wanna take you on a date.”

Your stomach flips. “Yeah,” you say, smiling. “I’d like that.”

Jack nods, determined, as if locking this in before fate can take it away. “Good. I’ll—I’ll plan something nice.”

You have never seen him this flustered. It is absolutely adorable.

And judging by the way his tail refuses to stop wagging, you’re pretty sure he’s never been this happy, either.

Masterlist ; Valentine's Event

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remade

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—The Prince of Gotham—

This was mostly an excuse to draw a suit lol (and possibly some masculine hands cause those are my weakness 😏)

EDIT: I forgot to say something so important! we hit the 1000 follower mark 🥳🤩 thanks for sticking around WOOOOO

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Knight!Jason Todd who’s head over heels for his princess, though it is forbidden for a lowly knight like him to yearn for something as sweet and gentle as you.

Knight!Jason Todd who can’t keep his hands off you when you ask him to accompany you in the village. It can be a hand on the small of your back, or waist. It doesn’t matter. He’s just constantly touching you.

Knight!Jason Todd who gets angry when you tell him your father is arranging a marriage for you and another prince. Who isn’t worthy of you at all.

Knight!Jason Todd who sneaks into your chambers that night, confessing in the most nastiest way to you.

You knew if your father ever found out your knight was balls deep inside of you he’d have his head on a stick outside of your window.

His breath is muffled from the way his teeth sunk into your shoulder, peppering kisses to soothe the burn. “He doesn’t deserve you, he doesn’t burn for you. Not like I do.”

You cling onto him, careful to keep your moans in. The last thing you want is someone walking in on you getting your guts rearranged.

“I do not have a c-choice—hah Jason!” Your gummy walls flutter around him, gripping him like a vice, Jason feels like he’s going mad.

“Run away with me. Dunno’ where we might end up, but I’ll keep you..fuck..safe. Promise.” His thumb rubs tight circles against your clit, lips meeting yours in an attempt to silence himself as he dumps a load into you.

I don’t think Jason will be too thrilled to know Dick Grayson is set to marry you.