#cater x mc

[viluvr-archived]

Hello Hello!!! may I request placing butterfly clips on their hair w/ Leona, Vil, Rook, Cater, Malleus, and the Tweels? I hope this is alright! have a great day<3

PUTTING BUTTERFLY CLIPS ON THEIR HAIR .

Leona , Vil , Rook , Cater , Malleus , Tweels .

Gn!reader :]

( a/n — tyty! Have a great day too, sorry it took so long :<< this req is so cute T^T )

Part 1 — Part 2 .

LEONA !

When "Leona can I put butterfly clips on your hair! Pretty please..? PLEASE?" fell out of your mouth, he thinks about it real hard, why's he even thinking about it like it's a life or death situation? He asks himself.

He might look silly, oh but it'd feel good when you play with his hair.. maybe he'd indulge it just one time.

Please run your hands through his hair, comb it, massage his scalp/head, and re-braid the front braids of his hair. If he feels bold enough to ask that then he'd be responding with a snarky remark like "Hey, you wanted to do this, so it's only fair I get to enjoy it too y'know" and he smirks and grins smugly while saying that. (Watch out for his soft purrs while you do things to him/his hair.)

"Leona! 'M done, come see what I did to your hair!" Should he look at it? It only felt good when you braided, combed, his hair, etc.. but what does it look like?

"Ahh, yeah, thanks but.." there he got dragged to face the mirror while you hold onto his face lightly squeezing it for him to face it and not getaway. And, he thinks it looks... good..? Well, he supposes it's not that bad!

"You like it? Yeah?" You ask while watching him check himself out, looking and touching his hair, "Yeah, I like it. You wouldn't mind doing this.. more, won't you?" 'Course you don't but it's nice to tease him once in a while.

Growls at anyone who he sees or hears chuckling at him/his hair, those people who laugh, giggle, chuckle at him shouldn't try and hide it, he senses it anyways! So, no escape.

VIL !

Well.. maybe yes, maybe not that he'd agree, but you can tell he indulges you 95% of the time with the fact he'd allow you to play with his hair when he doesn't want or like anyone touching or playing with it, he doesn't want a ruined or messy hair after all.

"Hm, very well then. Go ahead, dear." So please, don't mess his hair up as much as possible! He trusts you the most 'and the best.

Well, it relieves his stress the moment your hands brush his hair.

"Hey, gentle now. Don't tug on my hair too much. Alright?" It's a meltdown because he says it with so much care and gentleness, give him butterfly kisses, please

"Vil, hey, look! Do you like it?" You grin excitedly at him, hoping he'd like it. He stares at the mirror, touching and admiring the clips, and the little styles you do to his hair. "Thank you, I appreciate it really. Best believe I won't take it off as a reward for doing and bring so good" and with that, he gives you a smooch on the cheek, he prefers to call it a peck anyway.

"Really? You like it! That makes me so happy, Vil." He admires the sight of you being happy and giddy, he holds your hand and thumbs it. "Why not I do the same to your hair? So then, we'd match." "I like the idea of that, Mr. Schoenheit."

ROOK !

He's thrilled! Go ahead, go ahead! Do anything, he's yours.

If you wanna do it then beware, he moves and giggles a lot out of excitement. (He's trying his best to behave!!) "Rooook.. how many times do I need to tell you, to stop moving so much" "Ma chérie, I apologize! I beg for you to not stop!" It's kinda... weird to see Rook without his hat, after all it's what's unique about him, the Pomefiore house warden.

"There! Finally.. check it out, Hunt!" You send him a wink, while he giggles excitedly. He won't take it off too, "Oh my.. it's amazing! Gorgeous! It'd be an honor to display a pretty thing at school, I'll leave my hat behind and wear these clips at school." Lo and behold the whole school's jaw-dropping with the sight of Rook not wearing his hat, and! He has butterfly clips on his hair, isn't that too childish for Pomefiore?

Don't worry, he views it very elegant. No need for Vil to take it away from him!

CATER !

Funny because you and Cater suggested the same idea at the exact same time, blurting it out at the same time.

"Babe... you are amazing! Great minds think alike after all" jokes on you he already bought the butterfly clips and the materials you'd need, and now he's already laying his head on your lap, taking out the small, loose ponytail between his hair.

"There, ya comfortable? Or should I lay differently?" "Mm, no need. C'mere let me do it already." He'd film it and post it that's for sure, (always with your permission ofc!)

He's very patient, making sure you take your time styling his hair and putting adorable, adorable butterfly clips on his hair! He always melts when you caress his face. He also tries his best to be himself whenever he's with you, you made him himself after all. You reassure him to take it slow and he's very appreciative of that.

"There! Done Cay, you look adorable! Mwah" kissing his cheek while you give him the hand mirror, wow, a kiss and he gets his hair done wonderfully by you. He's definitely doing yours next time and he's not going to take it off! He's showing it off even, he has the best partner in the world he says.

MALLEUS !

He was just laying on your lap, then you started fiddling with his hair.

He fell asleep, tho. He seemed half awake so you asked for permission. "Mal? You ok with me putting these cute butterfly clips on your hair, hm?" He just nods and hugs your waist, then went to dreamland.

Chuckling at his actions, you proceed to part his hair and brush it. His hair is so silky and smooth, it was like fine silk. "Mal, you there? I'm done" He woke up seeing you smiling at him gently, what a sight to see, he gently holds your face and caress it then proceeded to admire what you did.

They're adorable he thinks, but what's important is that you're happy about what you did and that's more than enough, if it makes you happier he'd wear it! He even puts some flowers on his hat and of course, it makes him happy to wear the clips, showing it off. No one dares laugh at him, no one laughs at your works and what you do.

He ends up wanting to sleep with them because he claims it's a memory/souvenir to keep. Lilia had to take it off him but couldn't, he ended up calling you to take care of your lover, he was pouting and you didn't like that do you had to promise you'd do his hair again, and what makes him happier? You had butterfly clips on your hair too so you're matching. Happy dragon noises, indeed.

TWEELS ! [ not poly. ]

JADE thinks it's fascinating, sure! He's agreeing, it's ok to try new things after all. Just make sure the aesthetic matches the octavinelle dorm and his uniform, or else Azul would not like it for formalities. He'd truly hate taking it off, he'd try to make Azul agree.

"It's ok dear, you can put clips on the long strand of my hair." Decorating his bangs is so fun, like butterflies and cute clips on them? Adorable.

"Thank you for agreeing, Jade! You look really adorable!" Adorable? That's a new one, he thinks. Floyd gets jelly and wants those clips too, so he had to buy Floyd those and... kinda style it on him.

FLOYD is giddy and excited, he looks like a lightstick. "Really, really, really, shrimpy?! You wanna do that? Okok! Sit, take your time, hehe!" He moves a lot like Rook, but please don't get mad at the poor eel, he's just excited :( he promises and tries not to move too much! Please don't stop

"Wooooahhh! This is me? My hair? It looks s'different! I like it, I like it!" This one's a stubborn one, Azul might not wanna try and ask him to take it off, or else he'd... "Why! Shrimpy made this and it's special. And it's not ugly!" "Floyd we never said it's ugly.." "OK! Then I won't take it off because it's pretty! That's final blah blah!" Anything for you AND HIM after all.

[michelletsw]

*Cater opening his mouth asking for some of your food*

*You about to feed him a bite of you food*

Cater: idk why I worry about you cheating on me this is true love right here

Y/n: wha-

*Cater taking the food and walking away*

[keisecheese]

Apparently Cater's hair isn't actually tied up, it's not even half it's a pompadour. I'm guessing he added the hairclip so it would look like his hair is tied

( pompadour ; in which the hair is turned back off the forehead in a roll )

: you can find this in the magical archives

All this time my whole life is a lie 😭😭😭

[yan-lorkai]

Can i ask for a Cater C, A, Y? If you already done those for him, can you do silver w/ S, I, L, V, E, R? Sorry if this request bothered you and/or you don't take the alphabet anymurr.. D;

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Very good, actually. Cater is a doting boyfriend as I said before but he does kinda treat you like his sisters treated him without, making you wear cute clothes to match with him even if it it's not your style, spoon-feeding you food, forcing you to do things with him.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

To summarize it: it's overwhelming, he is all over you and he can't keep his hands for himself, always wanting to hold your hand, have an arm around your shoulders or hug you. And there's to motives for this: first is that he likes you a lot and wants to demonstrate it even if you find it annoying and second is that showing this much affection keep your other suitors away. He is enough for you, good for you, you doesn't need anyone else.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

For quite a while, really. But he is so good hiding his feelings for you that you may not even realize if he doesn't tell. He finally makes you his after realizing you're gaining feelings for some random that doesn't deserves you.

[treysimp]

Violent Delights (Part 1)

GN!Reader/Yandere!Cater Diamond (Explicit)

Part 1 (This Part!) // Part 2 // Part 3 (Coming Soon)

Well, I tricked myself into another one lads. Pour one out for me thinking that I can control myself around anime boys. This might end up having at least a part two because I am a mess.

Tags: smut, yandere, masturbation, unhealthy behavior, obsessive behavior, reader's body not described nor are pronouns used.

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It felt like fate, really. 

His life had been black and white, monotone and bleak. It was a constant game of hiding his feelings, and his intentions, masking every thought with a giggle and a smile. 

It was like a game, but not a fun one. The kind of game you get stuck playing to keep someone else distracted long enough to pass the time with less idle conversation. A distraction. Not an unwanted one, just bland, boring, and mostly useless.

That was until you burst into his life. 

At first glance, you did seem so normal. 

There was nothing that clearly set you apart from any other Night Raven student. You were cute of course, there was no denying that. However, as soon as Cater saw the ripple effect that your arrival had on the school as a whole, his idle interest turned into fascination.

Life was finally worth paying attention to. The lifeless day-to-day he had been trudging through his whole life had become a flurry of color and excitement. It was fascinating and exhilarating, and somehow you were always at the center of it. 

A person probably couldn't get into more trouble if they tried. You were constantly making enemies and friends. The poor magic-less Prefect of the Ramshackle Dorm always seemed to tangle themselves into yet another carefully constructed web of lies, resentment and deceit on the daily. Your action ultimately unraveling even the most carefully designed plots.

Cater was thinking of you constantly. Wondering what you were doing, who you were talking to, wishing that you were talking to him instead. 

He found himself idly checking your MagiCam account for updates whenever he had nothing to do. His fingers would automatically type in your username to see if you had posted something new in the last five minutes. 

Whenever you add another gorgeous snapshot of you and your infectious smile, your sardonic sense of humor, he felt hypnotized. He would stare at the ways your eyes crinkle when you smiled, the way you knitted your brows in disapproval in candid shots, and how you covered your mouth with your hand to hide your laughter during a particularly chaotic moment. Heavenly, all of it was.

He was the first to admit that whatever these feelings could truly be called, they weren’t a good look. If someone else heard all of the thoughts that passed through his head they would wonder what was wrong with him. That was okay, he only needed you. He had decided to call these feelings ‘love’, regardless of what anyone else might think. It was romantic after all, like a fairy tale.  

Daily, he would regularly spend time obsessing about how he would ‘accidentally’ run into you today. Luckily for him, you spent a lot of time with his underclassmen, so you were in Heartslabyul often. Unluckily for him, you knew his underclassmen and they were the reason you visited so often. 

He restrained a frown when he would see one of tweedle-dumb and tweedle-dumber touch you, or call your name too familiarly, or look at you too long, or talk to you for more than a minute at a time. No one else knew that you two were soulmates yet, but that’s okay because he did. 

Cater had devoted his time memorizing your habits, likes and dislikes. It would be worth it when you had a bad day and he could surprise you with your favorite dessert, when you were sad he would know exactly why, and someday he would buy you every gift you had your eye on, just to prove that he knew you so well.

One day he noticed that you weren’t using your favorite pencil to write. Your pen strokes were less sure and steady and your brows knit into a frown of concentration. 

Thankfully he prepared for these kinds of eventualities. 

Cater silently walked behind your seated form, holding a pencil identical to your favorite in hand. Kneeling down to the ground and then pretending to pick the pencil back up with an audible clatter, he quietly cleared his throat to get your attention.

“Did you drop this, Prefect?” He asked, extending the pencil to you. You had lost this pencil the other day, left it somewhere probably. That was okay though, he was here for you.

Your eyes lit up when you saw your pencil, gently taking it from Cater's hand.

“Oh my gosh! I thought I had lost this! Thank you for picking it up.” Your smile was sweet and breathtaking. 

Cater felt himself reaching to stroke your cheek, but he was able to divert his hand to clap you on the shoulder at the last second instead. 

“Any time! You know I’ve got you!” Cater said with a wink. 

He took the opportunity of his hand being so near your head to mess up your hair and laugh at your grumbles of dissatisfaction and half-hearted attempts to swat his hand away. Despite all of this, you were still smiling.

“I know, Cater. Thank you.” 

Cater gave you a final ‘yeah, yeah’ while he walked away, covering his face with a sleeve to hide the flush that had spread from his nose to his ears. 

You were something else. It was too early to tell you that he loved you, but it was getting harder to resist every day. He just needed to bide his time for the perfect moment. 

You deserve no less.

Any time he was lucky enough to get a glimpse of you in the halls he felt like his breath was taken away, every other person and thing dimming from his view as if a spotlight had shone itself on you and you alone. His heart would beat like crazy the whole time, but he had to take the opportunity to talk to you. Missing a single second of your attention seemed unthinkable. 

Today you had done something different to your hair and something else was implacably off about you as well. It looked like you tried to look nice for someone. 

Shoving down the stab of fear and anger that thought elicited from him, he knew he needed to go say hi. Cater had no idea why you looked so gorgeous today, but you were truly perfect. He knew that you wouldn’t betray your future love like that, he was just overthinking it. Clearly, there was a reasonable explanation.  

Plastering on a smile, Cater ran up behind you, swinging an arm around your shoulders as he snapped as many pictures of your surprised face as he could manage. 

How could he help it? You were just so cute.

"Smile for the cam!" He giggled, taking the opportunity to quickly peck on your cheek for the photo op. He was going to save this one in particular.

You yelped but quickly settled back into laughter as you played along with him and mirrored his pose. After he stopped snapping pics, you turned towards him and poked him in the side. 

"Cater!" You admonished him, crossing your arms and lips forming into a pout "You scared me!"

"Aww, but you look so cute when you're scared! How can I resist?" He replied, scrolling through the tens of pictures he took and sorting them into 'good', 'okay', and 'delete'. 

Cater's bright gaze flicked back up to you with a wink, reveling in the way your own eyes slightly widened at his action. 

You slapped him on the arm, pursing your lips and smoothing your hair back into place. 

Cater arched a brow, maybe you were trying to look good for something after all. 

“You’re looking extra done up today, finally decided to confess to me?” He teased, praying in his heart that the answer was ‘yes’. 

He knew you would never admit that though. You were far too shy to make the first move on him, and that was another reason he trusted you so much. Even if another pretty face caught your eye, you wouldn’t be the one coming onto them. He just needed to look out for anyone that got the silly idea in their brain that they were allowed to come on to you. 

"You're such a tease." You said, sticking out your tongue at him and crossing your arms. “Crowley is forcing me to tour some VIPs on the campus later today, and he told me that if I ‘stopped looking like Cinderella’s cleaning rag’ he would add a good chunk of Thaumarks to my food budget for the month.” You said with a sigh, voice leaking out the bitterness you felt at being forced to play a chipper student that wasn’t forced to comply by circumstance. 

While Cater had felt a wash of relief in his heart upon hearing the very practical reason you dressed up, he also had lost his brain in a dreamy fugue upon peeking at the soft muscle of your tongue. Thinking about all the things you could do with said tongue made him bite his lip. You really had no idea what you did to him, huh?

"Is that so?" He said with a smirk, taking the opportunity to poke you in the ribs in the same spot you had jabbed him. "Then how about we go somewhere this weekend? Just you and me? It sounds like you need a break." 

"Oh, like a date?" You teased, slowly evolving your pokes into an all-out poking war as you and Cater giggled trying to dodge the movements of the other. “Are you confessing to me?” You threw back coyly, imitating the same intonation he had used just a moment earlier.

"If you want it to be a date, I guess I could consider telling you about my undying love." Cater said, not joking in the slightest.

You seemed to still for a moment in thought. After a split second of staring a bit too deeply into Cater’s glimmering green eyes, as if searching for something, you forced yourself to stare at a far away cobblestone instead as you answered with a wavering voice.

"Might as well?" You hadn’t meant it as a question, but it came out as one.

Cater all out squealed as he pulled you into a bone-crushing hug. Just as quickly as he glommed himself onto you, he released you in a dizzyingly burst of conflicting energy, eyebrows furrowed at the face of his watch. He was suddenly reminded that he had a class to get to (sadly) and while he didn’t mind being late for class, he would feel bad if you got in trouble because he was distracting you. 

He had briefly reconsidered this thought process in the beginning as he wanted to offer to tutor you, but you were doing well in school on your own, and if you get detention all that did was take more time out of your day that he could be potentially spending with you. 

Even if it was just you, your little firstie-friends, and himself being quiet in the lounge, as long as you could be near him, it was worth it. Once again shaking that tangent from his mind, Cater grabbed your hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze before he began running down the hallway, yelling over his shoulder at you before he got too far.

"I'll text you the deets, 'kay? Come by my room later!" Cater hollers as he takes off at a full sprint for his next class.

You stood in the hallway feeling stunned. You could feel that your face was burning, your eyes felt defocused and glassy and you nervously wring your hands together, looking down at where Cater’s hand had touched yours just a second prior.

"...a real date?" You mumbled aloud, hugging your arms around yourself in flustered nervousness. He was just being friendly like he was with everyone... right?

Cater's heart was beating out of his chest. Not only was he able to touch you multiple times and in multiple places today, but you had also agreed to a date AND to visit his room. 

He had initially run off to go to class, but the incessant beating of his heart and burning of his body alerted him to another problem he had to address before anyone noticed.

Spotting the nearest lavatory, he stepped inside, intentionally slowing his gait and trying to catch his breath to be as inconspicuous as possible. Taking a beat, he saw no one and heard nothing. Perfect.

Slipping into an empty stall, he closed the latch as quickly as his shaking hands could allow. Biting his lip to the point it risked breaking skin, he unbuckled his belt and flipped his phone open. His gaze was met with the pictures he had just taken of the two of you in the hall. Your mouth was making a flattering little ‘O’ in surprise to the cheek kiss he had been able to plant on you. 

Your skin was so soft under his lips. You smelled like the earth after the rain and freshly bloomed lavender in the spring. 

Being so close to you was addicting. By the time you had escalated to playfully poking him, he had to consciously keep every muscle in his body coiled tight to keep from touching every inch of you he could.

He wondered how the rest of you would feel under his hands, what sounds you would make, and what words you would say. He imagined you saying his name, breathless between hurried kisses and shivering from need as he pulled every garment from your body.

Pulling himself out of his boxer briefs with a hiss, it was clear that he was painfully hard. Beginning to softly tease and stroke the skin of the head of his dick, Cater shivered slightly while imagining that it was you doing it. 

You would look shyly up your lashes as you repeatedly asked him ‘is that okay?’ or ‘does that feel good?' and he would nod in agreement while placing his hand over yours to make you go faster, grip tighter. 

Biting his lip as he scrolled through more photos he had taken of the two of you, he paused on one that had caught you with your shirt partially unbuttoned, clavicle exposed, looking so so perfect to sink his teeth into. 

He imagined gripping his hand around your neck to restrict your breathing as he dug bruises into your skin with his mouth, groaning at how good he was making you feel and how much you loved him. Loved him more than anyone. He felt the same, he loved you more than everyone, and everyone else needed to know that too before they got any funny ideas in their heads.

His hand had sped up to a messy beat. 

In a moment of desperation, he pulled the collar of his dress shirt into his mouth to stifle his moans. He felt the coil inside of him grow tighter and tighter, his legs shook, his arm cramped, and then relief came in a burst of bliss so strong that he was seeing stars behind his lids. 

It felt good, but he knew that it was nothing compared to you.

Wrinkling his nose as he wiped his release off of his hand, Cater threw the paper in the toilet and flushed. 

Slowly tucking his tender length back in his pants, he fixed his clothes and washed his hands, mentally making a list of what he needed to prepare for your visit tonight and your ‘date’ on the weekend.

He was going to do anything to have you. He was going to do everything it took to make those dreams a reality if it killed him.

This fic was inspired by the incredibly hot fanart below.

Please give @simpingseafood a like or a reblog (or a million compliments) if you are so inclined, they deserve it!

(Also I hope you don't mind me brain-rotting at length over your gorgeous concept!)

Thank you so much for reading! Love you, reader!

Requested tags: @readinganas, @yandere-kou, @buckketboy, @aikochan4859, @kumiko-desu @star-gods, @sarahyumiko2, @sappyisyourpappy, @rosalie-in-twisted-wonderland, @naniky, @kashasenpai, @the-mermaid-of-the-stars

And @ravenlutionary (because you seemed excited at the prospect haha)

[satanscatsworld]

*rolls out from under your bed on a car creeper* May I ask if you could do the last prompt about anxiety and triggering situations, but with Lilia and Cater?

TWST boys’ headcanons with an introvert MC who has anxiety, nervous ticks and who always selflessly insert themself into triggering situations! Lilia + Cater!

What are you doing under my b- oh nevermind- lol.

Sure thing! I hope you will like it, I tried my best ^^!

Enjoy <3333333

Part one with Leona, Jamil, Azul, Floyd and Crewel right here.

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Lilia Vanrouge

Oh, that one… How could that one ever miss something about you?

Lilia is sharp when it comes to these things. You see, he’s fairly… Old and experienced, despite not looking like it, and he also raised two wonderful boys that you know well.

He met enough people through ages to learn and read through them.

And you were no exceptions! He could read through you like an open book, and it didn’t take him long before noticing what was going on.

The way you were always saying yes to any request, no matter how awkward it could make you feel, and how busy you were. Oh little one, you just couldn’t say no, could you?

But what also caught his eye, is the was you never turned out anyone, even though the situation triggered you.

Which caused you, and he noticed it pretty quickly as well, to trigger your nervous tics.

He particularly noticed how you would always need to have something in your hands. Be it your rings, or, if you didn’t wear/like jewellery, your phone, your fingers, whatever your hands could grab and crush between them.

Even to the point where it would physically hurt you to do so, you just couldn’t help it when those episodes stroke in.

He didn’t wait long before taking the matter into his own hands though, and soon enough, you would have your boyfriend magically appearing above your head, a sly and cunning smirk on his lips, and scaring the others away.

“Prefect, could you please-” “BOO!” “AHHHh!”

Jokes aside, it would happen a lot. And if people didn’t get the hint, Lilia would tell them himself to grow up and not rely on you for anything and everything, and especially something they know you don’t like to do.

As for your hands, he would help you to take care of them: applying a healing cream, bandages if your nails stabbed your flesh, and he would absolutely not prevent you from nervously holding things in your hands.

Though, to help you calm down he would offer you his hand.

“My, My, Love, one must not refuse a fae’s request, I’ll may end up landing a curse upon you… Haha, gotcha! Just kidding. May you hold my hands? I’m quite the anti-stress par excellence, hehe.”

Cater Diamond

Ay, that one is so underestimated!

Cater may look like he’s an airhead, your typical classmate play-boy, but he’s definitely not and he’s a lot more than that.

He’s actually got quite the observing eye, almost nothing can go past him without him noticing.

He notices when you change your haircut, he knows your favourite things, he notices pretty much anything if that’s about you, his beloved lover.

But this time, only this time, you were the one coming up to him.

It was after a pretty bad triggering episode, the task given to you left you in a pretty bad state, and you struggled very hard. You were so tired of your body not listening to you.

You were so tired of the anxiety crawling on your skin, carving in your flesh, owning your body like its own.

You were also so flustered and awkward after, because some of your classmates happened to witness it, and gave you very heavy weird stares.

You cried in Cater’s arms after that, metaphor or not, when your boyfriend saw your pale and distressed face, he immediately ran up to you and hugged you tight.

Either you tell him or not, he noticed what was going on.

Annnnd you, my friend, is getting pampered!

He wants you to rest, he even gently scolds you for it, and he puts his mind into protecting you even more. That is to say: if he’s not with you, he will tell Adeuce to look out for you more and tell people to scram, if he’s with you, he will wait for you to speak for yourself, and if you can’t, he will for you.

Also! You will often catch him using his unique magic, that literal cheat code, so that even if he’s too busy at the moment, one of his clone will check up on you.

Cater is literally one of the sweetest beans ever, and never judged you for being yourself, especially not in such situations.

#Snuggles #CaringBoyfriend #FavouriteGingerBoy

“MC-ey, look what I got! This is a new plaid blanket, it’s extra soft. Oh, I also got ya one of those essential oil diffusers, I heard it was pretty good to help you calm down with a familiar scent you liked. Here, let’s get comfy!”

[mioified]

Me?! as YOUR password?!

Cater Diamond x GN!Reader!

genre: fluff!

a/n: gahh first fic here! ^^ hope its good enough! My reqs are open if any of you are interested!

"Come ooon!! You can't just invite me over and not tell me the wifi password!!" Cater whines into your ear.

You exhale, bringing a hand up to pinch your forehead in frustration. "You can live without it, stop overreacting.."

Cater pouts and leans his head back into the couch, letting out a groan of disappointment. "I just don't get you right now Y/N! And I alway get you! I mean, What could you even be hiding in your wifi password?!" He turns to face you. You refuse to give him a response as you look to the opposite direction of Cater.

"I prooomise I won't make fun of you for whatever your password is! I just need to check Magicam right now! Like, What if my recent went viral! I just gotta know!" He starts tugging onto your arm and wiggles it around waiting for you to say something. You stay silent, deep in thought about your next words,

".....cater.."

"umm.. Yeah?" He pipes up at looks at you with wide eyes

"..No, like, it's cater."

"ahaha...... what about me?" Cater let's out a confused giggle. You twist your head towards him suddenly, staring straight into his eyes.

"The password... it's cater.. Without the capital C."

Cater stays silent, His eyes grew larger as he tries to takes in what just came out of your mouth. Thinking you did something wrong you lowered your head in shame, Ready to get called weird or something of the sorts.

Cater types out what you said into the password section and after it loads he sees that it... actually worked?!

"..Ohh?... OHH! No way! Me? As your wifi password?! That's just ..adorablee!"

Cater let's out a hearty laugh, putting his phone down onto the table infront of you and grabs your cheeks gently to make you face him.

"You're just the cutest, Y/N!" he gives your cheeks a small squish. You feel your face heating up as he continues his actions,

"Yeah, Yeah, whatever you say" You groan out of embarrassment. But just as you were getting comfortable in his touch he gets a sudden idea and quickly picks his phone back up.

"I'll have to snap a photo with the cutest prefect in NRC! People will definitely double tap at the sight of you Y/N!~" Cater scooches closer towards you and gives a wide smile to his camera. You give a small piece sign and somehow his grin seemingly gets wider.

Once the flash goes off he finally puts his phone away into his pocket, bringing all his attention to to you. He playfully tackles you, giving you a warm hug.

"You know.. You're pretty cute yourself too, Cater." you giggle resting your head on top of his shoulder

"I knoww.. ♪"

[schoenht]

[ 𝟏𝟏:𝟏𝟒 𝐏.𝐌. ]

"WHY DO YOU LOVE ME?"

Cater asks so very quietly. His long, light orange locks of hair shifted, as if he was bashful and trying to cover his face. Maybe he was trying to hide from you, trying to shield himself from the possible silent answer that said more words than anything. Maybe he wasn't really loved. Maybe-

"Because there's no one else I would rather be with." Your answer came a beat after he asked. "There was no one else I would have chosen. I wanted you and no one else."

His eyes were almost as wide as dinner platters. He could see your figure, sitting as you stared at your textbook, the smallest creases between your eyebrows. You were in total concentration, yet you didn't hesitate.

He loved you, he realized. All those years of never having someone constant in his life, he finally found you. He had been afraid of opening up to you, hiding behind the walls of his optimism and upbeat manner. You had slowly taken those walls down to find who he really was. You didn't even recoil, instead loving him for who he was. It had taken him a while to understand his feelings and how his vulnerability with you was not as bad. He just had to show you.

He didn't believe in soulmates, he believed in the making of one. You were his. He was yours. Nothing would change that.

"I love you."

[noirezki]

Twisted wonderland Incorrect Quotes

Cater: Weird question. What's your Sexual fantasy?

Mc: Someone raining millions of madols worth of cash on my naked body and leaving me the fuck alone.

[eunzul]

Hey let's do an artist collab on Cater's birthday because i don't have enough energy to finish my art

Here's how to join :

Color my line art and put your signature/watermarks afterwards ✨

If you want me to see your work, reblog this post with your work or @ me on your post

Have fun!!!!

[transparent picture]

just you know there is no prize to win. I just want to have fun and connect with others!

[severeaesthetic]

Can you make the continuation of Trey c cater x y/n pls?

People I would cheat on my boyfriend with: Poly! Trey x Cater x reader

 ⚠️Suggestive content, language⚠️

Let’s say for the sake of these headcanons that you decide to prank them separately

Trey while he is doing homework (before Cater gets done with his practice)

Cater while he is waiting for his club to start

Before they talk to each other they are unaware that you “pranked” them both

How it happened (Trey):

Trey was just minding his own business doing Crewel’s homework, when he heard a knock and then the door to his room opening. He looked up and saw you carrying everything you needed for the prank. He raised an eyebrow leaning back in his chair watching you set everything up and hit the record button. “Is there something I can help you with?”

“I just want to record your reaction to my presentation for class.” You say looking at him with a sly smile. He motioned for you to proceed and you clicked on the first slide. “People I would cheat on my boyfriend with” you speak before clicking to the next slide. “I would never cheat. I love him and cheating is wrong” you look at him waiting for his reaction. He gives you a cute smile before you click to the last slide, which had a picture of you and your other boyfriend that the present boyfriend took (it’s Trey’s laptop wallpaper).

“You had me worried for a minute there cookie” he stood up from his desk and walked over to you and pinning you against the desk “for that I’m gonna have to tell Cater.”

“You don’t have to tell Cay-Cay” a nervous laugh falls from your lips.

“Unfortunately I do little hatter” he leans down to whisper in your ear “and you‘ll be taught a lesson about trying to go through with this prank.” He placed a kiss on your neck before pushing off the desk and walking out of his room to get something from the kitchen. Cater most definitely hadn’t told him, but you’re still royally fucked.

How it happened (Cater):

You walked into the practice room where Cater was just playing random chords on the guitar as he sat on the stage. He hears footsteps and looks up. He smiles brightly when he sees you and sets the guitar down walking over to you. “Hey babes! Whatcha got there?”

“I need your help with something” you say setting up quickly, “It’ll only take a second I promise” you hit record as he sat on one of the large speakers. Clicking on the first slide, “people I would cheat on my boyfriend with.” Cater could only give a half smirk as he waited for you to continue. “I would never cheat, because cheating is wrong and I love him” you look at him waiting for his reaction.

“I love you to, but you realize we have another boyfriend right?”

Without saying anything you click to the next screen. Which is a rather provocative photo of you and Trey. (It’s Cater’s Home Screen). He just laughs. His real laugh. He stood up walking over to you and gripped your hips lightly pulling you close to him. He placed a quick kiss to your lips. “So unfair of you not to include us both at the same time” he mumbles against your lips. “I think it’s only fair to punish you and let our baby have the fun hm?” He leans down placing kisses on your neck as Lilia and Kalim walked in. Well, Lilia was walking. Kalim was skipping and muttering about something.

“Ah, young love” Lilia chuckled walking past you two to the stage “Get a room.”

Kalim finally stops rambling about whatever he was talking about. He sees you and smiles bigger waving like his arm was gonna fall off. “Hey prefect! Are you coming to the party at my dorm tonight?!”

(How could you say no to your friend) You and Kalim talk about the party a little more before he got told to get on stage by your boyfriend. You said your goodbyes and then walked to your other boyfriend’s room to prank him.

Trey and Cater converse

You are over at Scarabia partying the night away as Cater and Trey are laying on his bed talking and cuddling. The promised at least one of them would stay awake to walk you back. Cater was telling him about what happened in the music room. Trey chuckles just picturing your reaction when Lilia said to get a room. Trey then told Cay-cay about what you did a couple of hours ago. “How should we punish them?” Trey asks, turning the both of them to where they’re face to face.

Cater smirks devilishly. “They like to touch us right?”

“Where are you going with this?” Cater whispers his idea to Trey while trying to keep a straight face. Trey flips them over to where Cater is underneath him. “How long have you wanted do that?”

“A while” Cater shrugs and pulls him into a kiss. After making out and feeling each other up for a couple of minutes, the mood is broken by a knock on the door. Trey hops off the bed and opens the door to see an annoyed Jamil with a hand on your arm to keep you from running away.

“I believe this human belongs to you two” Jamil says shoving you into Trey’s arms and walking back to Scarabia.

Cater fake gasps “what did you do to get kicked out of Scarabia and escorted back to the vice house warden’s room?” He walks over with a fake look of disappointment.

“Kalim said Jamil said it was okay for us to go out on the magic carpet to see the fireworks he set up” you said looking between the both of them. “Kalim is surprisingly a good liar.” Cater got a text from Jamil saying you weren’t in trouble to which he snickered and decided to keep to himself.

“Trey shouldn’t we start their punishment?” Cater smirks at the taller male.

“You’re right Cater” he clicked his tongue “first you pull those not nice pranks on your poor boyfriends. Then you get in trouble with a fellow vice house warden. We know just how to teach you to behave” he smirks then he shuts and locks the door

[viluvr-archived]

THINGS THEY DO WHEN THEY LOVE YOU

Trey , Cater , Vil , Kalim , Azul .

Gn!reader .

TREY !

Trey always looks at you, 24/7, on-call, and in real life too, not in a creepy way. The feeling of when he gets butterflies in his stomach when he sees you doing domestic things like cooking, etc, and every time his eyes bore into your figure. he gets lost in the moment, "Get a room!" "Geez! Trey's staring at his partner agaaainn!!"

Ace and even Cater's constant teasing gets him to blush, tho Trey hides it by laughing it off while fixing his glasses. But even if he does that, his gaze never seems to snap. And at times when you're alone with Trey, he's always randomly saying

"You're pretty.. Like really pretty." "I love you." "I like staring at you, you look very pretty and beautiful." He says what's wrong with showing affection to his lover when he finds you blushing crazy! +While he tells you you're pretty randomly he puts your hair and tucks it behind your ear, whenever it gets on your face.

CATER !

Cater always needs to be with you, and I mean always needs to be with you, by hugging you, holding your hand, hugging you from behind, wrapping an arm around your shoulder or waist, it can be anything!!

He claims you're his energy recharger when he gets too tired from anything especially when he's tired from socializing, he's your boyfriend, indulge him a bit more!

He just needs to resist the thought of showering you with his love, he just has so much love to give! He needs to stop himself, especially when Riddle's there.. can't have the dorm leader catch him! He doesn't mind.. but he doesn't wanna be scolded! But on some days, he doesn't mind the yelling he receives from Riddle, what! He needs his energy recharger!!

VIL !

Compares you to everyone else... And always talks about you! When you're there he's nothing but an angel.

you know Vil as an angel, not the angry, cruel, Vil! Epel always demands your presence and prays you'd be with him 24/7. Vil was fond of talking about your beauty and how it was art! "The smoothie could be better, it could use a bit more fruit chunks like how Y/n makes it." And yet another smoothie that a student made was a failure, "The fragrance of the perfume suits y/n really well! I like it too, I'll take two of them. Let's just hope she likes it too!"

Whenever he's shopping, expect a lot of things! He gets you a lot of make-up and skincare products too, "Tsk, you're moving so much! Stay still, I can't do your makeup properly Epel! If only y/n was here.." Students from the Pomefiore dorm always asks for your help with Vil, whenever he's angry or tips from you to impress him! Just make sure Vil doesn't think they're disturbing you...

KALIM !

Kalim, oh Kalim.. it's to state the obvious that he spoils you rotten to the core! With money, food, your desires, wants, and needs!

Jewels? Gold? Only for you! Wanna fly on the magic carpet? He's gonna take his time to practice so you guys don't crash! He spoils you by taking care of you too of course!

He asks Jamil what to do, when you don't get too much sleep when you have a hard time focusing on reviewing for an exam, and much more! Whatever you like, he likes it too, your friends are now his friends too! Even if they don't seem to get along with him well.. he's gonna try his best to get along with them for you! Kalim makes you laugh soooo much.

he just loves to hear you laugh and be happy, and to know you're happy! That enough can make him the happiest man in the world.

AZUL !

Azul always asks for your opinion, he includes you in everything, your opinion on what he does, his business, the mostro lounge, his studies.

He wants to know what you think about them, your opinion matters because it's also what you think, and it also helps him because it's easier to analyze your attitude, demeanor, interest, likes, and dislikes.

He wants to be the one who knows you inside and out, the one who only knows how to brew your coffee and how much sugar you like in your coffee, he wants to be the only one to know that.

He wants to know if you prefer staying in or bonding outdoors, he wants to explore you, be the person who you can proudly say "my boyfriend's the only person who knows me very well!" And although Azul does analyze his customers, guests, and people he meets, he wants you to know you're special.

With you, he also wants you to know he can be vulnerable around you, and only you, he wants to let you know how you've captured his heart and how he can let his guard down with you.

Azul is still new with love, and he wants to know what to do and you help him with that because he knows he's in love with you when you hug him, when you kiss his cheeks every time you meet as a greeting and when he parts ways with you or a good morning kiss, when he lets his head rest on your shoulder when he's tired from all the contracts he's been signing from morning to night, and when he dreams about you.

[demonichikikomori]

Twinsies

Cater Diamond and GN!Reader

Word Count Tumblr: 2.3k+

I think Cater is one of those people where they have matching everything with a partner or close friend. And with his Unique Magic: Split Card, doesn't it make even more sense? I love Sanrio and think that he and Reader should have matching charms, specifically the new KoGal Sanrio release. Okay, last note. So, I actually love Gal/Gyaru fashion. It’s so wild and fun and cute and I love the big hair and wild colors and the long long acrylic nails. I love the history behind the subculture as well and seeing how they came to be. I would gush over the Gyaru subculture more if it didn’t fit my current aesthetic. Hehe, I’m supposed to be a scary demon <3 <3 <3

SUMMARY:

Sam is selling something new today! So you and Cater head to his shop to check it out. The cutest charms you've ever seen is something Cater starts to fawn over, and he asks you to match with him. But, not just for MagiCam likes. But because he wants to be 'Twinsies'.

Tags: Fluff, Reader is referred to as ‘Babes’, it's not what you think

You felt a set of arms slither around your shoulders from behind. You had just left your final class of the day among the sea of students fleeing the wrath of the Professor in charge. You stopped and grazed your fingers over the person's arm with a smile, inhaling the familiar scent of cinnamon cologne as a wavy piece of orange hair playfully tickled your cheek. His chin rested in the crook of your neck as you caught an image of you and Cater Diamond reflected on his phone screen. “Say, cheese!” He winked and you threw up a quick peace sign with a sheepish grin as his thumb pressed the familiar circle icon. 

The screen flashed with white film and he freed you from his grip with a toothy smile as he looked over the photo. “That was the best one so far this week babes!” He chirped and began swiping his finger over the picture. He was adding stickers and signing the corner with hearts, diamonds, x’s and o’s. “Lemme see it.” You requested and began walking alongside him through the clearing hall, peeking over to see him decorating your hair with little red and orange hearts. 

You and Cater have become… Close. Surprisingly close. You felt as if the bond between you and the social butterfly was platonic, but other times felt a little more romantic than you expected. The way he was able to locate you in a sea of people during mixed school events never failed to amaze you. How casual you guys have grown between one another to share the same drink or bag of spicy chips. How he would come over to the Ramshackle Dorm, just to lay between your legs with his head on your chest while you were resting in bed or laying on the couch. Simply because he missed your company. The thing that made your heart flutter and sing the most was when he walked alongside you as the two of you talked. Especially when he would allow the fingers that weren’t clamped around his phone to graze yours. When he was confident in you returning the sentiment, you walked together with your pinkies hooked together. Neither of you said a word while it happened, and you remained in paired silence until you or Cater broke away to attend classes. Grim thought the casual acts of PDA were not as casual as you thought. Which led you to how you think of Cater now. You didn’t do any of this with Ace or Deuce, and they were your friends. So why was Cater the exception? Why did it feel like you were dating? 

Why was it unspoken information that you probably are dating? You just were the last one to receive the memo.

The both of you strolled through the courtyard, passing the blooming apple blossoms high above your heads and the fluttering petals at your feet. “Now that I’ve made my ‘Perfect Prefect Post of the Day’ or, ‘3POTD’ for short, I can finally show you,” He appeared excited as he swiped his thumb over his screen to sort through his many open tabs. You closed in on the phone with curious eyes as he turned his phone to show you the screen. “This!” There were plush characters wearing school uniforms, piled up in a small wicker basket. Each one had colorful pastel gems stamped on their cheeks, holding little flip phones in their pawed hands. You recognized the fashion as your world’s equivalent of ‘Kogal’. The subculture was resurfacing in current times but you didn’t think that Twisted Wonderland would have anything like that. Although… Cater sometimes felt like the male equivalent of what was known as ‘Gal’. 

“Aren’t they soooo so cute? Apparently Sam got a mix up in his usual shipment and he posted these, hoping they’ll sell on campus. I wanted to grab two for my sisters, and of course a matching pair for us to help him out.” He beamed, clearly hopeful that you would agree to go with him. A warmth bloomed in your chest and you imagined how it would look to have a matching charm with Cater. Grim would definitely call you dense if you just viewed this as a friend thing. “These two, don’t they look like a matching pair?” 

You asked as you pointed to the photo. There was a white rabbit wearing a baby pink colored hat nestled right beside the one wearing a black hat with a pink skull printed on the front. The design choice looked as if they were meant to be the two sides of a similar coin. “I think you’re right. Maybe they’re sisters?” He suggested and you slowly narrowed your eyes. They looked… Familiar. But you weren’t sure how you recognized them. Were they cartoon characters? “It’s weird that I’ve never seen these characters before anywhere online. I searched them up like crazy because I wanted to show you but, nothing came up.” He sighed and turned off his phone with a frown. 

“Even if I don’t know their names, I can’t deny their uniforms are like major league adorbies.” It was clear he didn’t want to buy something he didn’t know anything about, but the wrath of not sending his older sisters a souvenir like this outweighs everything else. 

But these rabbits matched more than the dog and the cat. You wanted to match with Cater. “They are super cute… Let’s get those two rabbits then!” You suggested with a cheerful expression. You would have to silently apologize to his older sisters when you officially met them. The two of you walked side by side to Sam’s shop, passing other student’s as Cater took an occasional photo of his day to day. You could feel his free hand brushing against yours and you locked your pinkies together like always. The walk there was filled with Cater venting about how boring classes were without you and how Riddle had been all over him after scoring lower than usual on a test. “He needs to seriously chill sometimes.” Cater grumbled and used his free hand to scroll through his phone as you walked alongside each other. “It’s because he’s a Virgo Male. The stars really let him down.” The student rolled his eyes and began observing himself in his phone camera with a scowl. “I wonder if you and I are compatible. I’ll have to check later. Oh, but even if the stars say we aren’t, I can make it work out.” He laughed as you felt your ears start to burn. 

He would make it work out. Even if the stars said there was zero chemistry between you, he was willing to make it work out.

As you reached Sam’s shop, your pinkies became unlinked the moment Cater pushed open the creaky wooden door. You admired the small decorations from outside the shop as you followed after him. Soft jazz music was playing overhead as Sam waved you in with a wide smile. His white makeup was absent today as he sat on top of his counter, one leg crossed over the other. “My little Imps, welcome in! What are you looking for? I know I have it in stock.” He purred as Cater pulled up the photo of the strange animal characters in school uniforms. “Where did you put these guys? I saw you posted them earlier and honestly they are to DIE for.” Cater beamed and Sam squinted his eyes at the phone as if to get a better look. “Oh, the strange toys that came in shipment! I wasn’t sure where to actually put them, they’re over in the corner.” He motioned to the far depths of the shop where shrunken heads were kept in jars and bizarre jewelry hung from the walls. You followed Cater past all the strange things, sticking close as you marveled at everything around you. Then you reached the basket where the stuffed animals resided. Fashionably dressed in school uniforms with their colorful flip-phones stitched to their paws. There were other things as well. Hair charms, school bags, stickers, and rhinestone phone cases. You marveled at the colorful sight of things that felt so familiar, but you weren’t sure how. You grabbed the matching rabbits and held them beside each other. 

They looked… Not very sisterly. Something told you that maybe there’s a reason they looked so similar yet so different. “Are they…?” The rabbits looked more like ‘friends’ than sisters. Cater admired the pair in your hands and pointed to the pink one with a smile. “Ohh, can I have this one?” He asked and pressed his shoulder against yours. You nodded and quickly handed it over, your thumbs brushed over each other as he held the pink rabbit in his hands. Her surprised expression complimented the smirk of the more mischievous looking rabbit between your now sweating palms. “Cuuuute, wow I love their outfits so much. If we were officially co-ed, I’m asking the Headmage to make our uniforms look like these.” He chirped and held the plush toy out to you, bumping her face against the smirking characters. 

As if they kissed.

Cater was scrolling through his phone again and snapped a quick picture of the stuffed animals beside each other. Most likely for a later post once the two of you left. “Ugh, I seriously can’t get over these. I guess my sisters will like the other two. I hope they don’t get mad that you and I are taking these two.” He snorted as you looked at the cat and dog laid in a basket among other duplicates. They were an odd pair. You could understand why Cater feared his older sister's frustrations. But it’s not like they knew where the characters even came from. But even though he was worried over the opinions of his siblings, he put you first. You could feel something swell in your chest, a newfound confidence to hear what Cater might say if you popped a question. 

“Why did you want to match with me in the first place?” You spoke up as your heart fluttered in your chest. You refused to look at Cater as you awaited his response, you trained your eyes on the stuffed toy in his hands instead. The scenarios played through your head over what he would say as you stood together in silence. The cold jingling chain draped itself over your knuckles as you gulped. Because he wants to be more than friends? Because he wants everyone to know that you two are a pair? Because he loves you?

“Oh, because we’re friends Babes! Why else?” His response was innocent and you felt your chest start to ache. Friends? Was that really it? You forced a smile as you fiddled with the thin chain attached to the rabbit wearing a black hat. "Well, yeah we are... But-" You cut yourself off, wondering if maybe you would have interpreted his affections wrong. The air fell dead between you two. You felt a sour taste in your mouth. “Do you still want to match with me? We don’t have to if you don't want to. I mean, I just thought since we're so close you'd like to.” He sounded concerned now as you were crushing the plush character in your hands now. Her little face had become contorted from the strangulation. You didn't want Cater to worry. You looked up and nodded quickly. Blinking back tears that had welled in your eyes, threatening to spill down your cheeks. You refused to cry. Especially over a misinterpretation that could have been avoided. “I would love to, twin.” You smiled, trying to fight back the urge to sob. Cater seemed even more worried now as he pulled out his phone. “Can we take a picture?” He asked and inched closer, noticing other students had pooled into the small store, far away from the corner the two of you were tucked in. You nodded again, feeling foolish that you were the only person viewing his affections as more than just friendly skinship. You wanted to crawl into a hole and hide. “Here, I have an idea for a pose, hold your plush towards me.” He suggested softly, but he wasn’t smiling. His expression looked serious as you lifted your arm weekly. Your grip on the rabbit had tightened and you sniffled, fighting back any distressed sounds and Cater pulled you closer, tucking his arm around you for only a short moment. The action made your eyes widen and he leaned in to kiss the stuffed character crushed in your palm. He bumped his mouth against her smirk, while the rabbit plush he held was pressed delicately against your lips. 

And there was the flash of a camera.

Your bashful and shocked expression was captured and frozen in time. Forever living in the storage space of Cater Diamond’s phone until he sent it to you. 

Cater was staring down at you, leaf green eyes held a familiar softness as you felt yourself start to crumble. The tears rolled down your face, but the two of you remained still. “I’m sorry…” He apologized and pulled away from you. A curled piece of orange hair tickled the skin of your face, akin to a farewell kiss. His plush was gripped tightly in his hand as well now as he frowned, looking over the photo. Your eyes were glistening with tears, it was almost like Cater had teased you to the point of sobbing and dared to snap a picture. "Listen Babes, I think maybe we should-" You shook your head quickly and let out a sound of distress to silence him from continuing. With tears streaming down your face in furious rows you sniffled back dripping snot and pulled a smile onto your face. “It's just allergies, Twin.” You let out a weak laugh, and choked back a wail as Cater thumbed your tears away with a pout.

Twinsies is good enough.

Twinsies is close enough.

[6marixiram6]

When you try to get yourself back into the artistic groove

[yan-lorkai]

Are you still taking the yandere alphabet? Can I ask for Cater with J and K?

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Cater is used to hide behind a mask, to pretend, you wouldn't even know he is jealous. His face, the tone of his voice, everything remains the same, if anything he is a little more clingy with you, smothering you with his love. He is like a silent bomb waiting to snap but he's not gonna blow on his darling, never, he doesn't like scaring you. The others though? They're better run because he is terrifying when he is jealous.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Super duper mega doting boyfriend. He’s going to dote and care for you to an almost overwhelming degree. He is just so lovestruck with them, he can't help but introducing you to the latest trends and trying them with you, spoiling you, playing guitar for you, taking pics with you, though those pics are never founding their way to magical, they are for his eyes only. You're just so mesmerized and he is so in love with you, he may even show you his true colors in the future.

[treysimp]

Violent Delights (Part 2)

Part 1 // Part 2 (This Part!) // Part 3 (Coming Soon!)

It's time lovelies! Happy Halloween event and I hope you enjoy this next chapter!

Words: 5.8k

Tags: smut, yandere, masturbation, unhealthy behavior, obsessive behavior, reader’s body not described nor are pronouns used.

Want more twst? Here’s my masterlist!

Exhausted from your obligations but giddy at the prospect of getting to see Cater, you trudged your way to Heartslabuyl from the main campus. Crowley wasn't kidding when he called these people VIPs, half of the questions they had for you were about the allocation of the school budget, year-over-year enrollment metrics, and asking what kind of tax credits you all qualified for. You wouldn't know the answer to those questions about any school you attended in your previous schools, let alone an academy in some magical la-la land. Business people were a breed that you would never understand, regardless of how the economy worked (which you highly doubted any of your schooling could have prepared you for anyway).

Arriving at Cater's door, you knocked shyly. You knew that he had invited you to come by, but it was pretty late and you didn't want either of you getting in trouble for running around too late.

You gave it a second and there was no response. Weird. Not very like him. You tried to knock again, a bit harder this time. The door slightly creaked open from the impact, and you could hear some sort of noise inside.

Cater did say that you could come by any time. Maybe he had headphones on?

You stepped in gingerly and your jaw dropped at the sight. Nope, nope it wasn't headphones. He wasn't wearing much of anything.

“Oh? Finally done? How long was that tour for?” Asked Cater, wet skin glistening and fluffy white towel hanging dangerously low over his hips. You could see a slight peek of red curls extend over the hem of said towel and you wanted to faint on the spot. 

“J-just now! Should I come back? You seem… busy.” You say, barely restraining the shake of your voice while you use every bit of self-restraint not to ogle the guy in front of you.

Cater laughed like a chime on a windy day and shook his head.

“I’m not busy at all, let me put on shorts real fast. Come on in.” You nodded and listened, purposely turning yourself towards the wall as you heard the shuffle of fabric behind you. Would there be any harm in looking? Just a bit? Ugh, yes of course there would be! He could catch you, stupid!

“All done!” 

You spun back around to sadly see Cater fully dressed in shorts and a tee. He was digging through some drawers in his room until a sudden ‘AHA’ snapped you from the progress of your eyes wandering the curves of his body and comparing him clothed to how he looked without them. 

“Here!” Cater exclaimed. He was holding a beaded chord in his hand with a glimmering little stone. 

“A bracelet?” You questioned. It looked like a friendship bracelet that you would make for your friends as a child. It was well done, you particularly liked the large diamond-shaped bead at the center.

“They’re supposed to grant wishes!” Cater exclaimed excitedly, showing a similar bracelet to the one he was presenting you on his arm. “I know it’s silly, but I saw it and thought of you.” 

Your ears were burning. That was so adorable of him. You held out your arm to him and motioned to your wrist with the other. 

“Go ahead, put it on.” You asked, suddenly feeling even warmer than you had when you had walked in on Cater being only half-dressed. 

Cater nodded and started getting to work on getting the bracelet secured. He seemed to be struggling to tie it, but the determined look in his eyes made you want to giggle. 

You could feel the body heat radiating off of him from the proximity. It was comforting, and it made you want to snuggle into him and doze the night away. After finally overcoming the struggle of securing the bracelet, Cater took his hands away and grinned widely.

“Now we’re twinning! Let me get a pic.” Cater pulled your hand into place over a cute area rug and forced you to do a few poses of your hand in his, making a heart, entwining your fingers, and double peace signs. It was all so innocent but you were so flustered from seeing him so bare earlier that it felt like much more of an endeavor. “Perfect!” He exclaimed, straightening the photos, adding filters, and smoothing out the skin of both of your hands.

“T-thank you for the gift.” You said shyly, examining the bracelet on your wrist and cradling it like it was a valuable family heirloom. “I ah, I need to go back to Ramshackle.” You trail off, hoping to sound tired rather than flustered at this relatively innocent series of events. Okay, mostly innocent.

Cater smiled and walked you to the door, “Thank you for coming over! Do you want me to walk you back?” He asked, eyes shining with concern while he placed his warm palm on the small of your back.

“No thanks! I gotta… I’m good, thank you.” You shakily replied. You didn’t know how much more your heart could handle. 

“Okay! Stay safe, I’ll text you about our date tomorrow.” Cater said with a wave and a wink. 

You nodded, waving and ambling about until you saw that Cater had shut his door. Once you were in the clear, you proceeded to speed-walk back to Ramshackle as fast as your feet could carry you. 

You had one more problem though, the dream.

Your dreams that night had played out innocently enough, you were back in front of Cater’s door, quietly knocking and waiting for him to respond. Unlike reality though, it wasn’t Cater in a towel that you had walked in on.

He was completely bare, one leg propped up on the end of his bed while the other one was pumping his length as his mouth hung open in a silent moan. 

You froze, taking in the scene. He looked heavenly, like a marble statue, soft-sculpted muscles taut from strain. His face was deeply flushed, his eyes screwed shut. Beautiful.

Cater opens his eyes and stares right at you with a smirk, as if he was fully aware that you were here and you wanted him. 

“Are you going to just stand there, or help me?” He cooed, slick hand and reddened length glistening in the low light.

You tried to respond but your voice wouldn’t come out. Cater didn’t stop, he just moaned one word.

Your name.

But-!

You bolted up from surprise at the screech of your morning alarm. You blindly felt for your phone and turned it off, burying your face into your hands with a deep sigh.

How were you going to be able to look Cater in the eyes now?

Cater stood outside Heartslabuyl, his hair down, wearing a more casual look than either the school uniforms or the dorm uniform typically gave him. He had been spending time daydreaming about what you might be wearing, he hoped that you looked just as nice as you had for the tours. His mind wandered to the face you had made when you walked in on him the other night, eyes wide in shock, hand covering your mouth as you tried to tear your eyes off of him. Luckily for him, you were far too obvious about the way your eyes had caressed across the planes of his body. He wished that he had been able to press his head to your chest to hear the change in your heartbeat.

"Cater!" You called, and he spun around happily.

You looked embarrassed, eyes darting around in a clear struggle to look him in the face. You're so cute!

He couldn't wait to see all the other faces he could get you to make with his body alone. He’s so glad that he went with the ‘just showered’ plan. 

"Did you wait long?" You asked, even though you had arrived five minutes early yourself.

He had gotten here forty minutes early actually. He was way too giddy to do anything else. It's not that he expected you to arrive that early yourself, more that the joy he felt while waiting for you was so exhilarating, it felt like he could fly without a broom.

"I just got here." He said with a charming smile, pushing himself off of the wall he was leaning on with his foot. "Do you wanna get going, cutie?"

You laughed a little and slapped at his arm, shushing him. Cater caught the hand that you had slapped him with in one of his own, taking off at a run while pulling you behind him.

"The bakery will be all out of pastries if we don't hurry!" He yelled, urging you forward with mutual laughter and stumbling.

Thankfully the bakery wasn't all that far, but you are both huffing and puffing from the run, leaning against the glass to look at the mouth-watering confectionery contained within.

You still seemed awkward from last night, but it seems like he had succeeded in breaking the ice between the two of you for the time being. Your eyes were glued to a particularly good-looking pastry, mentally adding up how much spending money you had and how many snacks you could buy in total. Since you were going to get more allowance for your groceries this week, you had a little extra for fun things.

"Do you know what you want?" Cater asked, leaning so that his face was just a few inches from where you had been squishing your nose against the bakery glass.

You felt your face growing hot yet again as you flashed back to him from your dream last night, the way high thighs quivered, the sweat rolling down his cheek that caused his wavy hair to stick to his face, the veins in his arms as he-! Oh god, oh god, stop stop stop.

You reached up and slapped yourself on both of your cheeks, the sound of the clap causing Cater to flinch. You were sure you looked crazy, but you didn't know where you could get a cold shower in the middle of town.

"Y-yeah, I want the profiterole I think." You replied, voice shaking and eyes slightly watering from the sting of your self-inflicted horny-jail punishment. He was your friend still, and you saw him in an embarrassing and vulnerable moment. It's wrong to be so aroused by that! It was wrong but...

Looking up again at Cater, his eyes were seductively half-lidded as he looked down at you, his eyes practically looking like they were glowing. Man, you were in denial, but he was beautiful, wasn't he? 

"The profiterole, huh?" He replied, looking at the treat that you had indicated. "If I get the maple bar, would you split both with me?"

You nodded fervently, you had been between both of those anyway, this was a win-win. Cater laughed at your obvious enthusiasm.

"Okay, let's grab those and set up a picnic somewhere." Cater walked inside and almost instantly walked out with the two pastries. You were surprised, isn't this place usually busy? You tried to peek behind Cater, but he somehow kept swerving just right to block your vision.

"We got lucky, I guess!" He replied, shoving the bag with the food into your hands and pushing you towards the park he had pointed out just a minute before.

He had called ahead and had the two items put aside for him. He couldn't risk your date being ruined by your favorite treats being out. He knew you would want the profiterole or the maple bar, so he grabbed both and decided to just take the one you didn't want. He was fine with anything, especially now that he saw how your eyes had sparkled when you peered into the rustically-charming bakery.

"I can pay for mine," You whine, finally giving up the struggle and allowing him to steer you towards the small grove of trees that he had decided was perfect for your rendezvous. 

"No, no, I asked you out, remember? I'll pay." He said, shaking his pretty hair and reaching over to boop you on the tip of your nose.

"Let me spoil you."

You sighed. You consider yourself fairly independent, especially after arriving in this world. "Okay... fine."

You and Cater settled on the grass, trading silly stories from the previous week and munching on your shared goodies. You weren't sure the last time you had laughed this hard, feeling so much of the stress that weighed down on you washing away as you teased, argued, and shyly flirted with Cater. He knew how to make you feel good, huh?

"Oh, you have something there..." Before you could ask what Cater meant, a hand cupped your cheek and a warm and wet swipe caressed the corner of your mouth.

Popping his head back up from your face, Cater grinned from ear to ear.

"Powdered sugar." He said simply, licking off the tips of his fingers that had been holding your face just a moment ago.

The heat under your skin that had broiled you alive last night returned in full force. What was wrong with you? You were a mess.

“T-thanks…” You stuttered, “I appreciate that… you’re always so n-nice to me.” You found yourself physically unable to make eye contact again. 

Cater’s eyebrow rose in a clear expression of amusement. He leaned just a bit closer to you, and suddenly you could smell the snack both of you had been eating, as well as some other implacable sweet scent. It was enthralling, it made you lean in towards him as well, feeling intoxicated by his presence. 

What was it about him? It felt like no matter what you did you couldn’t quite think straight when Cater was involved. It was like a gravitational pull, you weren’t sure when it started, but it was unstoppable. 

Observing your dreamy eyes with unmistakable affection, Cater makes his move, threading his hand at the base of your scalp and pulling you into a heated kiss. 

There was something so strange about it, it felt so much more intense than it had any right to. Your mouths moved in perfect synchronicity, hot breaths and gasps spilling forth as you mutually grabbed for every bit of the other they could reach. You had the slight thought in the back of your mind that you were both outside right now, but it seemed like the little grove of trees blocked you from any sort of outside view. How lucky is that?

You both separated for breath and God, Cater looked so beautiful. Lovesick eyes beam back at you, pupils blown wide, and chest rising and falling at a rapid pace. Giving you but a meager second for breath, he dove back into your embrace, hands unbuttoning the first couple of closures on your shirt while his kisses trailed from your lips to your chin and then the juncture of your neck. 

“C-cater…” You said breathily, your hands drifting to the back of his head to comb your fingers through his beautiful hair. 

Pausing for only a brief second between kisses, Cater let out a soft, ‘hmmm?’

“I always knew you were meant to love me.” You said, pulling away and holding Cater by the shoulders. “Ever since I set eyes on you.” 

His heart was beating wildly, was he dreaming? Were all of his dearest wishes coming true? 

He felt like he could faint, and as the view of your beaming face started spinning, he realized that he was. 

Cater slumped forward into you, his head lolling to the side on your shoulder. You giggled, how cute was he when he slept? So sweet, so defenseless. Everything had worked out perfectly. Now you just needed to get him home. You hummed as you swiped through your phone to find the right contact. 

“H-hello! Cater is-! Cater just fainted! I need help getting him back home!”

Really, it was amazing that your plans had gone so well. It all felt like fate. When you popped out of that coffin, head muddled and heart beating erratically, you thought that you were dead. Upon scanning the hooded crowd of the mirrored room, that’s when you saw him. Ginger curls peeking out from under a hood, eyes a sparkling emerald green. You knew you had to have him! Clearly if you were dead, you had made it into heaven. What a wonderful surprise. 

After that, you knew that you had to start subtle. You would suggest that your friends let you study in their dorm and they were always happy to oblige. It seemed like Cater was always in the lounge when you were, further convincing you of the magnetic pull that you both had to each other. He would run by and hug you in the halls, pick up things that you dropped, and even would secretly save pieces of the mouth-watering Heartslabyul unbirthday desserts for you! He was so very thoughtful. 

When he had asked you out shopping, your heart sailed with joy. It felt like every dream was coming true. You followed Cater after he left you in the hallway, hoping to see every second of him that you could before he bounced away to his next class.

That was when you noticed something unusual. Cater had looked around suspiciously, scanning for something. Luckily for you, there was a cabinet that you were able to duck behind to avoid his view. He never really surveyed his surroundings any other time you had watched him, you thought. 

Seeming satisfied with the scan, Cater walks into the nearby bathroom, clearly preoccupied. Well, you would just have to find out what was wrong, right? It would kill you if something was bothering your darling Cater. You just had to follow him.

Opening and closing the squeaky door of the ancient bathroom in silence was not an easy feat, but it seemed that nothing was amiss. One stall was closed. You tried to peek at the shoes of the person inside but the door to the stall went all the way to the floor. Okay, Plan B. 

Just as softly as you had opened and closed the previous door, you did so again. Pressing your ear up to the wall closest to Cater, you heard two distinctive noises. Wet squelching and moans. You bit your lip to hold back a squeal of excitement. Was he really?

You turned your phone on to a voice recorder app and slipped it in the crack of the two stalls as much as you could manage. No video, but sounds would have to do. You could see the soundbar bouncing wildly, clearly it was picking up more than you could hear right now. 

After a hot second of waiting in anticipation, you heard the other stall open and you held your breath. Your heart was pounding in your ears as you heard the faucet run and one additional door slam. After a beat, you breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed your phone, pressing it against your ear to hear your recording. 

The same sounds that you had heard through the wall were present, with one more. A word. Your name. You felt like your lip might begin bleeding due to how hard you were biting it between shaky breaths. 

It was time! It was time to finally stop planning and start living happily ever after.

You couldn’t wait.  

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