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rs-wonderland · 7 months
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The freshman hang out, gone wrong:
Yuu:Lets play truth or dare!
Epel:Why?
Yuu:Why not?
Ace:Good enough for me, Yuu! Truth or dare?
*Yuu thinking for a moment*
Yuu:How about dare?
Ace: I dare you, to kiss the hottest boy here!
*Yuu stands up and goes over to Deuce* Yuu: Hey, Deuce?
*Deuce blushes* Deuce: Y-yes, Yuu?
Yuu: Can you move? I wanna get to Jack.
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demon-lover-669 · 10 months
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Deuce: I miss my mom… she’s so amazing
Y/n: my dad used to play pretend with me.
Deuce: yeah?
Y/n: *doing their lipstick* yeah we played happy family until we got home
Deuce: oh
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michelletsw · 2 years
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The first years with overbolts:
Y/n: Time for plan G.
Ace: Don’t you mean plan B?
Y/n: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.
Deuce : What about plan D?
Y/n: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.
Jack: What about plan E?
Y/n: I’m hoping not to use it. Sebak dies in plan E.
Ace : plan E sounds nice.
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ravenagrimm · 6 months
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Ace Trappola and Deuce Spade- Movie Night
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Notes: All characters depicted are college students and are over the legal age of 18.
Warnings: 18+, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, NSFW, language, threesome, MMF, handjob, blowjob, fingering, nipple play, cunnilingus, double penetration, cream pie, overstimulation, praising
Context: It’s a Friday evening after class at Night Raven College. You arranged to have a movie night, at Ramshackle Dorm, with your two best friends from Heartslabyul, Ace Trappola and Deuce Spade.
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See you soon! You typed in the group text between Ace, Deuce, and yourself. You put your phone down and opened your closet. “Now… What to wear?,” you mused out loud as you rifled through various options. You had told the boys it was a pajama party, but the reality was that you never wore anything other than undergarments to bed. You had never even bought nightwear since arriving at Night Raven College. Groaning, you pulled out a pair of shorts that you usually wore to study. That’s when you saw them. A pair of pale blue silk booty shorts sitting at the bottom of your drawer. “Oh, I forgot about these!” It had been one of the first pairs of shorts you had purchased from Sam to lounge around the dorm on a Saturday. Replacing the other pair, you slipped them on over your bare bottom.
Next was the shirt. You cast the towel aside from showering and found a small cropped tank top with spaghetti straps. Pulling it on and glancing in the mirror you figured the white was a perfect fit. The material was extremely thin from over washing and you could see your nipples through the fabric. Your breasts were large, so they pushed the fabric out and away from your body, leaving plenty of underboob showing. The tank top hardly covered your body. You couldn’t have asked for a more perfect outfit for tonight. You couldn’t help but smirk before combing out your long [H/C] hair. With one last glance in the mirror you headed downstairs to the Ramshackle Lounge. The night was fairly cool and there was just the slightest draft. You shivered and decided to start the fireplace. You grabbed blankets and extra pillows and threw them on the floor in front of the large tv that Cater had generously given you as a gift from one of his Magicam sponsors. He had claimed he didn’t know what to do with it since he already had one, but knowing him he had worked his butt off with the sponsor to be able to get it for you. You smiled softly looking at it.
A sharp knock on the front door pulled you back to reality. You rushed over and opened to see your two best friends each carrying large bags in both hands. The night was cold, causing your nipples to very clearly peak through your top. “Hey [Y/N]! We brought soooo much stuff. We’ll be good for the whole night!” Ace said excitedly. Deuce stared at you, a slow blush rising to his cheeks. “Aren’t… Aren’t you cold?” Was all he could manage. Ace snorted. “I don’t know, Deucey. I think it’s pretty hot.” Deuce shot him a glare. You chuckled, taking one of the bags from him. “That’s what the fireplace, blankets, and you’re for, silly,” you replied. Deuce’s already light pink face flushed red.
“Come on boys. Snacks and movies await!” You chided them, heading back inside, the two close at your heels. Leaving their shoes and coats at the door, you saw the “pajamas” the two had chosen. Ace had opted for a pair of black and purple Night Raven basketball shorts and a plain red tank, while Deuce had chosen a pair of red Heartslabyul sweatpants and an oversized yellow Savannaclaw top. “You have a Savannaclaw shirt?” You asked him. Deuce looked down at his top. “Ah, yeah. Jack gave it to me after track practice a few weeks ago after I had left my shirt at home. He said I could just keep it if I wanted. I thought it was kinda cool to have a shirt from another dorm, so I kept it. I actually ended up trading him for a Heartslabyul one. Though… It’s kinda big on me.” You chuckled. “A little?” Ace commented. “Oh, like it would be any smaller on you?” Deuce retorted. “Not in the slightest,” Ace laughed. “Oh, by the way, where’s Grim?” “Oh, he won’t be back tonight. Leona had some fish feast going on, so Ruggie invited him for the extravaganza.” Deuce shook his head. “Those two…” It was your turn to laugh. “Tell me about it!” The three of you laughed together.
“Okay! So what did you two bring?” You exclaimed, kneeling down by the bags the boys had brought. “Oh, yeah!” Ace started. “Okay, so we brought this really big blanket from the dorm and this SUPER huge pillow!” The red-head pulled each out in turn and laid them out on the lounge floor. The blanket was a black and red heart and the rose shapped pillow seemed rather ordinary in size. “Ummmm, Ace… I thought you said—“ “Just watch [Y/N].” Ace pulled out a little bottle that said Drink Me and poured it on the pillow. The pillow blew up to the size of a bed in an instant. “No way!” You leaped on the pillow, falling into its cush. “Told you she’d like it,” Ace muttered. “Oh right, as if I didn’t think she would,” Deuce replied, rolling his eyes.
You crawled back to the bags and opened the next one. You pulled out multiple cans. “Soda?” You questioned. “Yup! We brought a bunch of different flavors,” the spade answered. “I also got a whole assortment of snacks for us from Sam’s. I tried to get some of my favorites, but also some you should definitely try that are classic junk foods from around Twisted Wonderland.” Your eyes glittered with excitement. You hopped up and danced to the tv. “As for me, I talked with Cay-Cay and he let me log onto his cloud account where he stores all his movies. He suggested a bunch to me, but I think we should watch your favorites, since none of these movies are familiar to me.” “Me first!” Ace called out, grabbing the remote. “Over my dead body!” Deuce yelled back at him and attacked him. While the two wrestled on the floor you searched through the snack bags. “Did you two at least bring popcorn so that I can watch this show?” The two were far too busy fighting to respond. You glanced at them and shook your head before setting everything out in an orderly fashion.
“Got it!” Deuce yelled. “You suck!” Ace yelled back. “You’re just mad because I’m better at wrestling than you!” “I’ll show you who’s better at wrestling!” Ace went to leap at Deuce again, but you stepped between the two. You pushed back on his chest. “Sit. Down.” You gazed into his crimson eyes. He smirked. “You gonna make me?” “Don’t tempt me,” you countered. He took a step toward you. You shoved him down into the oversized pillow, but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you down on top of him. He laughed. “That’s what you get!” You rolled off his body and groaned, staring up at the ceiling. He chuckled and rolled on his side to gaze down at you. “You’re cute when you're mad,” he snickered. He reached out a hand and brushed the hair from your face. The teasing light in his eyes softened. “Ace…” you whispered. Before anything else could happen, Deuce plopped down on your other side. “Stop fooling around you two! It’s movie time!” The spade pressed play and you popped up from your vulnerable position. You grabbed a slew of snacks and opened a random soda flavor. And so the movie night began.
By the end of Ace’s favorite movie the junk food fest had started to die down. Into the third movie you wanted to get cozy with your two favorite men. The night was getting colder and your nipples were permanently erect with the constant draft into the lounge. You yearned to be close to them. “Pause for a second!” You requested. You got up to fetch the giant heart blanket from the middle of the room. You leaned over and gave the two a view of your very well defined ass, the shape of your core showing through the silky fabric. Deuce blushed rose red and Ace pulled one of the Ramshackle blankets over his lap. You grabbed the blanket and rejoined the two men. You couldn’t help but grin a little at Deuce’s red face. “You alright?” You asked innocently. “Fine,” he blurted out a little too quickly. “Fine. I’m fine,” he repeated in a more controlled manner. Ace shook his head. “Good,” you replied before snuggling up to him and placing a hand on his leg. You could feel him tremble under you. You turned and placed your feet into Ace’s lap, beneath the blanket. He smirked at you, but didn’t say anything. You adjusted yourself and let your feet graze along his lap. He closed his eyes. “[Y/N]…” he whispered. You smirked at him, doing it again, feeling him hardening beneath your touch. “Hmmmm? What is it?” He just shook his head and pressed play again.
Deuce was frozen in place, unsure what to do. He was ever the gentleman, but there was no denying that he secretly wanted this and there was no way he’d ever be able to bring himself to push you away. You let your hand run along his leg absentmindedly. You could see him getting hard through his sweatpants, which he kept trying to cover up with the large blanket, but there was little use hiding it from you, who was already very clearly aware of how you were making him feel. You kept shifting your feet ever so slightly on Ace. At some point he grabbed your feet and moved them for you along the tent in his pants. It felt strangely good. He was far gone from concentrating on the movie. Every once and a while you glanced over to see him lean his head back and close his eyes. He scooted closer to you and leaned his head against your shoulder. You could hear his ragged breath. Heat poured into your core.
You shifted your hand to the inside of Deuce’s thigh. You heard his breath catch in his throat. “[Y/N],” he whispered in your ear. You could hear how labored and tortured your name was on his tongue. You sat up a bit and turned your head to him. Your faces were just inches apart. Your gaze darted between his teal eyes and his parted lips. His eyes were desperate. You could feel the heat off his body. Your desire to touch him only grew greater. You neared him ever so slightly and slid your hand to his completely hardened cock. Deuce instinctively bucked his hips into your hand and closed the gap between your lips.
He kissed you rather feverishly as you palmed him through his sweatpants. Ace raised his head from your shoulder. You pulled away and turned your head to him. You nearly hit him, being so close, your noses brushed. He gazed at you lustfully for the briefest moment before kissing you. He grabbed your free hand and brought it to his painfully hard cock. You stroked him through his shorts and kissed him harder.
Pulling away from his lips, you shifted so that you could sit more comfortably between the two. You added some pressure to them both earning a small whimper from Deuce. He placed a hand over yours to guide you. You gazed down at their tented pants. You could feel yourself growing very quickly wet, just from the sight. You nosed Deuce’s neck and kissed along it. He shifted his head and reconnected his lips with yours. Ace was eager. He moved himself in front of you, putting a knee between your legs. He pressed it to your heat. He guided your hand back to his body to keep stroking him through his clothing. He then took the opportunity to move the straps of your tank top off your shoulders and began kissing along your collar bone. His hands reached for your breasts and began to knead them, rolling your sensitive nipples between his fingers. Occasionally he caressed the bare skin of your underboob. You moaned into Deuce’s mouth who then kissed you harder.
You wanted to feel more. You needed to feel more. Moving your hand, you slipped inside his sweatpants. You very quickly realized he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. You took his cock in your hand and ran your thumb over his leaking tip. He broke away from your lips with deeply knitted brows and moaned, “[Y/N].” “You’re not wearing anything,” you whispered to him, continuing to stroke him. Ace chuckled. “Naughty, naughty, Juice.” Deuce bushed crimson. “I-I never wear anything under my sweats,” he stuttered, trying to defend himself. You gave him a bit of a squeeze. He grabbed your leg. “Please don’t stop,” he begged. You kissed him briefly. “I hadn’t planned on it,” you replied with a smirk. “But I’m going to need you to take off your shirt.” Without even a moment’s hesitation both men pulled back and tore off their shirts. You kissed the spade’s neck. “Now, keep stroking yourself for me for just a moment.” He nodded.
You then turned your attention to the ace of hearts who leaned over and kissed you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and entangled your hands into his hair. His hands, in turn, explored your body, touching everything he could reach. His kiss was needy and rough, but he was skilled. He opened your mouth and let his tongue dance with yours. You let your hands drop down his body and trace his toned muscles until you reach his shorts. You tugged down on them and pulled away from his lips. He wore card themed boxers. Desire coursing through his veins, Ace grabbed the bottom of your tank and pulled it up and off over your head. He quickly brought his lips aggressively back to yours and pushed you down into the pillow. Your legs instinctively latched around his hips, his hard cock pressing against your heat. “I want you, [Y/N],” he panted in your ear. You tugged on his hair a little so that you could look into his crimson eyes. “And you’ll have me,” you chuckled. “Just a little patience, my card soldier.” You kissed him again, relishing the feeling of his bare skin against your own.
“[Y/N],” the other card soldier moaned. You pulled back and smirked at Ace. You moved a leg between hips and hooked around one of his ankles. Using your hands, you pushed on the opposite shoulder pulled on his arm, rolling the red-head to his back. You pulled yourself on his groin and rolled your hips into him. He grabbed your waist and groaned. “Oh, that was really hot,” he grunted. You smirked and continued your grinding motion. You held out your hands for the spade. “Come here, Deuce.” He obliged and scooted closer. “Come up on your knees.” He did as he was told. You started kissing along his bare chest, trailing kisses all the way down. You took time to kiss, lick, and suck on his erect nipples. He was trembling. “You can touch me,” you whispered against his soft skin. He hesitantly put a hand in your hair. “Sorry… This is all still a little new for me.”
You pulled back and looked up at him. You put a hand on his chin and pulled him close. “You don’t ever need to be sorry for something like that. I may have more experience, but your body is still new to me too. We are both learning. I want you to know you can touch me however you want. If I want you to stop because I’m uncomfortable, I’ll tell you, okay?” You could see the concern in his teal eyes soften. He nodded and kissed you. You palmed him again through his sweats. Ace shook his head. “You two are so lovely dovey romantic.” You ground your hips into him, hard. He groaned. “Just because you don’t need a safe word, Ace, doesn’t mean the rest of us don’t,” you commented, turning to him. He smirked and sat up. He brought his lips to one of your nipples and bit down lightly before sucking on it. You moaned loudly, squeezing Deuce ever so slightly. He moaned in turn. Ace chuckled. “Now there’s the moan I’ve been waiting to hear from you.” He brought his lips back to your nipples while his hands traced your back and gripped your ass. You growled playful at him, before turning your attention back to the blue-haired man next to you.
“Stand up,” you whispered to him. He nodded, his body still quivering. “You’re shaking,” you mentioned. Deuce blushed a bit. “It’s not because I’m nervous. It’s because I’m SO hard and I NEED you to touch me,” he said a bit embarrassed. You grinned up at him and bit your lip. You neared his tented pants and placed a kiss on his hard cock. You looked up at him. His face was flushed and his mouth hung open. You kissed his body again and then reached up to grab the hem of his sweats so that you could slowly pull them off his body. His cock sprung free. Deuce kicked the pants to the other side of the room. He had two large veins that ran down the entire length. He was a bit longer than average and had a fairly standard girth on him. The tip was a blushing pink and was leaking like a faucet.
You took his cock in your hands and then brought your lips to the tip. You gave him a kitten lick. He gasped loudly and his body shook. Something you loved about being intimate with him was his sensitivity. Every little touch was pure ecstasy. You licked him again, drawing another whine from him. You stroked him and took him into your mouth. Deuce ran his fingers through your hair, his hand trembling. You hollowed out your cheeks and started pumping with both your mouth and hands. His shaking became worse. “[Y/N]… I can’t stand anymore. My legs are going to give out,” he moaned. You pulled back. “Sit, Deuce. I can still pleasure you.”
The spade quickly sat down on the massive rose pillow and leaned back against the one couch. He spread his legs, his leaking cock laying against his toned stomach. You pulled Ace off your body and gave him a sultry look before swinging your legs off him. On all fours, you crawled over to Deuce. He was already panting, his lean muscular chest heaving in and out. You gave him a peck on the cheek before lowering your mouth back onto his cock. As soon as your lips were around his length, he let out a nearly pornographic moan. You felt your thighs clench involuntarily and the wetness in your core spread. You used your free hand to massage his balls, earning gasping whine.
Ace sat up and watched your wagging ass as you sucked on Deuce’s cock. He grinned as he saw the wetness of your tiny shorts. He traced your heat with his fingers. You moaned against Deuce’s cock. The vibrations caused him to buck his hips. He grabbed your hair and the heart blanket, throwing his head back into another loud moan. Ace chuckled and continued to trace your heat, occasionally placing a kiss on the plush of your ass. Now it was your turn to tremble. The ace of hearts then grabbed your shorts and pulled them down. “Oh, looks like our little prefect was being naughty too,” he teased, noticing you also weren't wearing any undergarments. Placing another kiss on your bare skin, he took a finger and sucked on it before inserting into your core. You clenched your thighs, your walls closing around his finger. You moaned against Deuce’s cock again. He whined and tugged on your hair. Ace chuckled. “That’s my little red rose,” he praised.
Ace slid a second finger into your heat. You whimpered a little. He pumped his fingers in and out of your spongy walls. The feeling was sensational. You clenched your walls around him in approval. “You like that, [Y/N]?” You clenched again in response. He chuckled. “Maybe I should give you more then.” Ace inserted a third finger into your hole and hit your sweet spot. He brought his free hand around your legs so that he could rub circles on your clit. You clamped down hard onto his hand and moaned desperately against Deuce’s cock. Deuce jerked his head back and moaned loudly in turn.
Your attention was slipping from pleasuring the blue-haired man as Ace pumped his fingers in and out of you. Waves of pleasure surged through you with every circle he made on your clit. You tried to refocus on the spade in front of you. You swirled your tongue around his cock, blew outward, grazed your teeth along his length, and even hummed, playing every trick in the book. He held your [H/C] hair tightly in his grasp, guiding you along his cock, his moans coming out with every stroke. You could tell he was getting close. You felt Ace pull his fingers out of you and then shift to lay between your legs. He caressed your upper thighs and gripped them in his hands. You suddenly jerked and pulled yourself off of Deuce with a gasp as a warm tongue slid over your slit all the way to your clit.
Ace chuckled, nibbling your clit. You reached down and grabbed his hair. “Ace~” you whimpered. He kept sucking. You closed your eyes and grasped for breath, your arms starting to shake. You sat up, sitting on his face. Deuce whined from the sudden lack of stimulation until he saw the look on your face. Mouth open, eyes closed, brow knitted together. He shifted to his knees and grabbed your face to kiss you. I tried to kiss him back, but was constantly interrupted by your own whimpers. Deuce raised his hands to your breasts and fondled them, lightly brushing over the nipples. You winced, breaking away from his lips and pressing Ace’s head between your legs. He hummed happily. You gripped at his red hair. You felt his tongue enter you. You tugged on his hair.
Deuce moved his lips along your jawline and down to your neck. You gripped his shoulder to stabilize yourself. He kept moving down your body until his lips met your nipples. You ran a hand through his navy blue hair. He was so gentle. His light soft touches were almost unbearable. He, plus Ace working his tongue on your core, were sending you straight to the edge. And quick. The heat was rising within you faster and faster. The coil in your core was tightening and threatening to snap at any moment. “I-I’m going to cum,” you whimpered. Deuce sucked on your nipples and Ace sucked hard on your clit. The knot snapped and a surge of fire wracked through you. You gasped and moaned loudly, every muscle in your body shaking as you released. Cum poured out of your body into Ace’s open mouth, who lapped up every bit of it. When you finally calmed down from your high, Deuce kissed you feverishly. He grabbed you around the waist and pulled you off of Ace’s face and laid you down next to him, pulling himself on top of you. His hard cock lay on your stomach. 
You lay there kissing him desperately. When he finally pulled away all you could do was pant. Ace weaseled his way by your side and reached out a hand to turn your face to his. “You taste like Trey’s lemon tarts,” he smirked. You flushed a deep crimson. “Might even say it’s my favorite dessert now,” he teased. Deuce grinned with that troublemaker smile of his. “I think I need to taste that for yourself,” he crooned, leaning in to kiss you again before sliding down your body, leaving a trail of kisses all the way down. Ace took the opportunity to kiss you, pushing his greedy tongue into your open mouth. He grabbed your hand and brought it to his aching cock. “Take them off,” you whispered to him in between kisses. Ace wasted no time removing the last of his clothing and quickly tossing it aside. You took his leaking cock into your hand and started to pump up and down. Ace’s cock was average in length and girth. It was an angry shade of red, which got darker toward the mushroom tip. He kissed you harder, grunting into your mouth. “Fuck, [Y/N]…”
Deuce had finally kissed his way down to your core and kissed your still sensitive clit. You yelped against Ace and bucked your hips involuntarily. He snickered, clearly having gotten into his confidence streak. He lowered his head and lapped up the remaining juices that came out of your body. He raised his head with a big grin and pulled himself back on top of you, positioning his cock at your entrance. “You’re right, Ace. She really does taste like Trey’s lemon tarts. Even better, I’d say.” “Told you,” Ace muttered in between kisses.
Deuce leaned down to bring his lips to your neck. He nibbled and sucked at the skin. You gripped Ace harder causing him to groan. Every few strokes you ran your thumb over his tip. You could feel how desperate he was for your touch, the way his body shivered. Deuce moved his hips to prod your entrance. You gripped his bicep and he pushed himself into you. You pulled away from Ace and moaned, gripping Deuce tighter. You moaned his name. He pushed himself in slowly until he bottomed out, feverishly kissing your neck all the while. Ace pulled your lips back to his and bucked his hips to get more friction from your hand that had slowed. 
As Deuce began to pump himself in and out of you, you instinctively moved your hips to meet his. Every time he hit your sweet spot you gasped and moaned loudly, your back arching away from the cushion on which you all lay. Deuce was panting hard, little groans escaping him every time he pumped his cock in and out of you. You tried to bring yourself to focus on pleasuring Ace.
The harder you focused, the faster the focus slipped. With every thrust Deuce grinded against your clit, waves of pleasure washing over you. Your body shuddered with pleasure. You moaned loudly. You let go of Ace and kissed Deuce. The ace of hearts complained. When you pulled back from the kiss you whispered, “Deuce, slow down. You’re going to make me cum again.” He chuckled and kept pumping himself in and out of you. He kissed your temple. “Good, that’s what I want.” He sped up his pace. Your legs were shaking with the building muscle tension. “Ace~,” you moaned. Ace bolted up and leaned over you. He smiled with that wicked grin of his. “Oh, that’s a good girl~,” he cooed, egging you on. He took his cock in his hands and stroked himself while he just sat there and watched you, your face contorting with ultimate pleasure.
You could barely handle it anymore. Every muscle in your body was shaking and screaming for release. Ace brought his lips to your ear. “Be a good girl and cum for me,” he whispered. You gasped and threw your head back into the pillow, then screaming with release. You grabbed Ace’s hair with one hand, pulling hard, and raked your sharp nails across Deuce’s back with your other. He groaned, loving the bit of pain. The spade didn’t cease his pace as you clenched your walls tightly around his cock. There was no feeling better in the world than being able to feel yourself cumming around a cock shoved deep inside you.
When you finally calmed down, the spade slowed down for a moment. “Think I can make you cum again, [Y/N]?” He asked, his confidence peaking. You chuckled between panting. Ace moaned, still stroking his cock. You turned my head to look at him. “I want you inside me,” you begged him. Deuce made a face of objection. “But I haven’t cummed yet!” He argued. “And you’ve been hogging her all night!” Ace retorted. “I want you both inside me.” The two card soldiers fell silent immediately. They glanced at each other and then at you. “At the same time?” Deuce squeaked, nervous again. You pulled him in by his chin and kissed him. You brought your hips to meet his again and again and again, keeping his slow pace. You pulled away and nodded. “Yes,” you breathed against his lips. You glanced over at Ace who was nearly drooling. He attacked you with an open-mouthed kiss, driving his tongue back into your mouth. You kissed him back and entangled a hand into his mop of red hair. When you pulled back you glanced at them both. 
“Ace, I want you to lay down on the pillow.” He grinned and immediately laid down next to you, his swollen, leaking cock sticking straight up in the air. Even though you had just cummed, you were already desirous again and wanted him. Badly. “Deuce, I need you to pull out of me for a minute.” He pouted. “Trust me,” you coaxed him. He nodded and then slowly pulled out of you, quite reluctant. As soon as he was out, you felt empty and missed his cock immediately. You looked down at your body to see his cum covered cock leaking precum all over your core. You nearly pulled him back into yourself.
You shifted and stood up. The two men watched you curiously. You straddled Ace and lowered yourself onto his aching cock. He gasped as you filled yourself with him. You clenched your walls around him, so needy for him. He gripped your hips and started to bounce you lightly on him. You immediately started moaning again. You leaned over him, placing a hand on his chest and moved your hips at a steady pace for a minute just so you could feel him dip in and out of yourself. He grunted with every thrust. After a minute you calmed down and slowed your pace. You looked back at Deuce. “Come here, my spade~,” you cooed. He flushed red, but scooted over to you, his cock still rock hard. You leaned over Ace completely, his cock buried deep inside you. Your ass stuck out for the blue-haired man. “Put it in me,” you told him. His eyes grew wide. “Please,” you whined. “But, [Y/N]—,” he started. You cut him off. “I need you in me. I need you to fill me up. I need you to pleasure me.” You were begging at this point. He glanced down at your cocked stuffed leaking core and your other hole which was nearly pulsing just for him.
Little did either of the men know that you had been preparing for this for a while now. You had been playing and practicing on yourself. You’d even gotten some help and practice with Leona. You were ready for this.
“Come on, Juice. Put it in her,” Ace chided. “Please, Deucey,” you begged again. You wagged your ass for him. Ace moaned with the unusual movements. You bounced yourself ever so slightly up and down on his cock again causing wet sounds to echo through the lounge. “Oh, you feel so fucking good,” he groaned, his fingers digging into the plush of your ass. Deuce finally relented, his cock so stiff it hurt. Lining himself up behind you, the card soldier touched his tip to your other entrance. You gasped slightly at the feeling. You were SO sensitive. He started to push himself in you, groaning at the tightness. You gripped the blanket and pillow, gasping as his cock slid deeper and deeper into you. You could hear the wet sounds from the lube you had prepped yourself with earlier that evening. Your walls instinctively clenched around him as he bottomed out. You could feel him twitch inside you. You had never felt so full in your life. You savored the moment of being stuffed with that much cock.
Ace held tight to your hips and moved himself in and out of your core while Deuce then began to pump in and out of your ass. You started uncontrollably moaning with a new level of pleasure you had never experienced. You were practically drooling, unable to keep your mouth closed. Your mind could barely comprehend the amount of pleasure and number of sensations that wracked through your body. Every second was pure ecstasy. The two men were moaning as well. And loudly, at that. Ace was bucking his hips wildly, pumping himself in and out of you as fast as he could manage. Deuce, being in your other end, made you tighter for Ace and really heightened the friction. Deuce was in absolute heaven, shoving his cock in as far as he could with every stroke. You could feel yourself clenching around them both, bringing groans of pleasure from their gaping mouths.
For the third time tonight, you felt yourself quickly being brought to the edge of ultimate pleasure. You concentrated hard to try and stave it off as long as possible, but you knew you couldn’t hold on for more than another minute or two. You knew the two card soldiers were close as well. Ace was relentless in his pounding in and out of you. He had moved his one hand to your clit and was rubbing perfect circles. You were nearly screaming at his point. You could barely hold yourself up on all fours, your body shook so hard. Deuce also sped up his pace. You felt almost as if they had both somehow swollen inside of you. You felt even fuller than before.
You no longer felt like you could contain yourself. The burning fire rose to the surface and exploded to a degree you didn’t even know was possible. Every muscle in your body released at once and celestial level pleasure tore through every fiber of your being as you screamed out. Your walls clenched tighter than ever around the two men and then pulsed as you cummed around both their cocks. Your body was violently shaking from the level of pleasure and muscle tension you had encountered. Deuce cummed almost instantly after you. He sped up very quickly and leaned over you, rutting his hips into your ass. He grabbed your big breasts for support, that hung over Ace’s body, as he yelled out in pleasure. Thick white cum flooded into your body. He slowed down, but did not pull out. Ace also sped up, but his thrusts became sloppy and uneven. Within another thirty seconds he moaned loudly and cummed. Hot ropes of cum poured into your core. He slowed too and kept his cock in you as well.
As your body calmed down you shifted a bit, trying not to collapse. Deuce yelled with sensitivity. You leaned over and kissed Ace, who was panting on the pillow below you. He kissed you back surprisingly gently. “That was the fucking hottest thing I have ever done in my life,” he whispered. “That was the absolute best thing I’ve ever felt in my life,” you murmured back. He leaned in and kissed you again, a bit rougher.
You pulled away and glanced back at Deuce. “You want to pull out, Deucey?” You asked him. He nodded, unable to speak just yet. Deuce carefully slid out of you. The sensation brought another moan out of your mouth. “Oh, still needy are we?” Ace teased. You shot him a look. You could feel the cum dripping out of you. The spade was completely entranced by the sight. He brought his thumb to your hole and massaged it gently. You moaned again. “I never thought that watching my cum drip out of your body would be so hot, [Y/N],” he muttered, still perplexed. You let him continue to massage you. You just wanted him all over again, even though your muscles were exhausted. You didn’t think you could handle cumming again tonight.
You looked down at Ace. “Your turn,” you said. He grinned wickedly. “But what if I want to keep you all plugged up with my cum?” You smirked. Leaning down, you kissed him again. He raised a hand to sensitive nipples and rolled them between his fingertips. You moaned into his open mouth. “Come here,” he directed. The ace of hearts gripped you by the hips and rolled you over into the cush of the oversized rose pillow. You savored the soft material on your bare skin. You let yourself relax, grateful to no longer have to bear your own weight. Deuce kneeled down at your legs. Very slowly Ace pulled his cock out of your body, causing his cum to leak out of you. You lay there, legs apart, completely bare, and covered in cum, before your two best friends. Ace glanced down at your white stained body and core. He very carefully touched your still engorged clit. You yelped with sensitivity. He grinned and touched it ever so lightly again. You bit your lip and whimpered. “Fuck, [Y/N]. How are you this fucking hot?” Ace questioned. He leaned over and kissed you a bit aggressively before deciding to suck on your nipples. You moaned and grabbed his messy red hair. Deuce, curious and mesmerized by your exposed, cum-covered body decided to touch you in Ace’s place over and over and over, bringing forth moan after moan. He was completely spellbound by your unrelenting need to be pleasured.
The spade then dipped his head and began to lick and suck on your clit. You instinctively bucked your hips into his mouth only causing more pleasure. With your free hand you gripped his midnight blue hair tightly and moaned loudly once again. Ace had his face buried against your chest, switching back and forth between each side, sucking hard on your hypersensitive nipples. Deuce glanced up at you, your mouth hanging open, your brow knitted together again. “Just one more time, [Y/N].” I nodded, unable to deny him and the pleasure he was giving you. You moaned again as he put his mouth back to your extremely sensitive clit. Taking three of his fingers, Deuce pushed them deep inside of you, after spitting on them. He motioned come hither with them and you nearly screamed with pleasure as he hit your sweet spot over and over. Your legs started shaking again as the heat in your core began to build. You knew you wouldn’t last long at all this round.
Ace kept placing kisses all over your neck and chest, but mostly concentrated on your erect nipples that yearned for his lips. Ace continued to pump and curve his fingers in and out of you while he ate at your clit. The muscle tension started to build and the fire within you threatened to overflow once more. Within three minutes of Deuce starting, you could no longer contain yourself. You felt yourself release, screaming out again with all consuming pleasure. Your entire body shook with fire as you cummed around the spade’s fingers. He quickly pulled them out of you and began to lap up your juices. “Ace, get down here,” Deuce ordered. The ace of hearts quickly released your overstimulated nipples and worked his way down between your legs while Deuce sucked on his cummed covered fingers like a lollipop. Ace took his turn lapping up your core and hypersensitive clit. He gave one last slurp against it and then a soft lick. You whimpered with the overstimulation.
When he was finished the two flopped down one either side of you. Deuce pulled the large heart blanket over us. You could barely move, you were so exhausted. You turned your head to the spade. “That was… better than I could have ever imagined,” you managed. They both chuckled. Deuce leaned in and kissed you softly, pulling you to his warm bare body. “We should absolutely do this again,” Ace concluded. “You know. For practice.” You chuckled quietly. Deuce nodded and kissed your forehead. “For once, I agree.”
The End.
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Prompt: Deuce will never know why you chose him out of everyone in Night Raven College. But maybe, he doesn't need to know.
Pairing: Deuce Spade x Yuu (Gn!Reader)
Genre: Fluff
TW: Na
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Deuce will never know why you chose him out of everyone in Night Raven College. Yes, he was one of your best friends. Yes, he had been on your side since the moment you two had met. But he never, ever would have imagined that his feelings for you, which grew with every passing day you spent together could ever be reciprocated. Not when he knew that many others (far better, faster, smarter than him) had their eyes on the magicless Prefect who had fought against seven overblots.
Which was why when Crowley announced that he had finally found a way for you to go home, Deuce stayed silent; even as fire burned in his veins and a voice from inside him desperately begged for you to stay, to choose Twisted Wonderland, to choose him, he just smiled and congratulated you.
He watched as Ace, Epel, Jack, Sebek and the rest of your friends, your admirers insisted on spending your remaining days in Twisted Wonderland spectacularly. Everyone wanted to spend time with you, perhaps in hope that they would change your mind about leaving, that you would stay.
But not Deuce. Deuce wouldn't make you choose between your home and him; as much as he wanted to be selfish and beg you to stay, as willing as he was to sacrifice anything for you to decide that Twisted Wonderland was where you were meant to be, he would not act on his desires.
And so he stayed away, watching from a distance as everyone you had endeared yourself to spent the final days you had with them celebrating for you with heavy hearts and longing gazes.
The night before you would finally be sent back home, to your world, Deuce couldn't sleep. Anxiety clawed him from the inside out as a voice that he desperately tried to push down repeated within him what he already knew: he was going to lose you, the one person who believed in him from the start, the one who always helped him with a gentle smile on their face, the one he loved. And he was just going to stand aside and let them go, for their happiness meant everything to him.
So imagine his surprise when you showed up at Heartslabyul Dorm, way past curfew that Riddle, even with his obvious bias towards you would not be able to overlook the rules you had broken, with tears in your eyes and a tremble in your voice as you confessed to him.
To him. When there were literal princes, heirs of huge corporations and some of Twisted Wonderland's most beloved celebrity figures vying for your attention, for your affection, he was the one you confessed to. And while Deuce had always been raised to be courteous by his mother, something he was relearning after his years as a delinquent, he couldn't help himself.
He kissed you.
He kissed you like his life depended on it. Like he was a man starved and you were the finest meal prepared on Earth. Like he was a thirsty traveler finally getting his first drink of water.
Like he loved you.
And he did love you. With everything he had.
He showed you how much he loved you every day. He showed how grateful he was that you chose him, chose Twisted Wonderland, every moment you spent together. He worked harder than ever before, surprising Ace and everyone else with his dedication and determination to become, in his words, "worthy of you".
It didn't matter if you felt he was already worthy enough. He wanted to be the kind of person you could see yourself marrying one day; someone worth having a future with. And his efforts did not go unrewarded.
Deuce will never know why you chose him out of everyone in Night Raven College.
But as he saw you walking down the aisle, looking like an angel sent to grace his life with your ethereal and (quite literally) otherworldly presence, he thought, maybe, he doesn't need to know why you chose him.
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demonichikikomori · 1 year
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The Queen of Card Tricks
COMMISSION
Ace Trappola x Fem!Reader x Deuce Spade Word Count Tumblr: 2.5k+ Word Count Ao3: 10.2k+
Art by fm6fu4w94 on Twitter!
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This is a commission piece I am very happy to have been given the task to write. The timing couldn't have been anymore perfect haha. This was asked of me I think a few days right after complaining about the lack of ADeuce x Reader available for my eyeballs to really eat up. And now I get to make something! The full fic will be posted on Ao3 instead of Tumblr as a way to keep things nice and neat as I continue!
Here is the link to The Queen of Card Tricks!
The rest of the fic will be posted to Ao3!
SUMMARY:
Accidents happen. It's natural. It's human. But when being asked to help the Magishift team ended with a concussion, Headmage Crowley apparently had no choice but to ship you away to Royal Swords Academy for a few days to recover. But why? Ace and Deuce will do their best to help you find the answer while you're stuck at the Royal Swords Academy. And they're still at Night Raven College.
Tags: Reader is in a Sticky Situation/Suggestive Content/Gaslighting/ADeuce is Very Protective/Grim is Kinda Here
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The ‘Card Soldiers’ of Wonderland protected the Queen of Hearts and her castle. Carrying out orders diligently and putting up with the most ridiculous requests. No matter how cruel or demanding, the card soldiers were even willing to fold themselves in half for her sake.
You wondered how you found yourself in this situation, being honored with two ‘Card Soldiers’ and a ‘Little Jabberwocky’ in this brand new world. You didn’t mind being followed around, doted on, protected… You actually liked it a lot. Being the only girl in a school filled with a population made up entirely of the opposite sex, having two pseudo bodyguards nearby at all times was comforting. They didn’t view you like the other student’s did. You were just a friend. You were their friend and they wanted to make life at Night Raven College much easier for you. Someone has to cut you some slack, after all, it’s not like you knew this place existed a few months ago.
The beast separated its jaws, showing off his rows of razor-like teeth. He was exhausted.
Classes had finally ended for the day as Grim stretched, snapping his mouth shut as his big round eyes fell half-lidded from fatigue. Finally, you were free from lecture and assessment. But your work was far from done today. “I wanna go back to Ramshackle for a nap… Do you really have to help out today?!” Grim huffed in displeasure as you scooped his round body into your arms. You nodded with your lips pulled back into a frown. “Listen, I already said I would! You are more than welcome to walk back to Ramshackle without me.” You offered with your grip starting to loosen around Grim. 
His little paws patted against the back of your hands as he let out a nervous laugh and gave you a crooked smile. “Hey, hey, hey… I’m not saying I won’t go with you! That’s not what I’m saying at all!” His voice cracked with fear, smiling nervously as two familiar faces entered the classroom.
A pair of card soldiers. The two of spades, and the ace of hearts.
“Yo, Prefect, your escorts are here.” Ace smirked with his arms crossed over his chest, eyes glittering with mischief. Your heart lightened as he walked ahead of Deuce who smiled and waved with a soft ‘hey’. His expression was gentle as always and his smile held a warmth you wished to feel forever. You were happy to see them both. “And I see the little freeloader is comfortable as always.” The red-head leaned over the desk, eyeing Grim with a frown as Deuce collected your things from the table. It was an everyday occurrence without fail. After every class they found you, Ace picked a fight with Grim, Deuce carried your stuff to the next class or back to Ramshackle, then rinse and repeat.
But you had no complaints. 
As you stood, Grim clung to your blazer with a growl as you smoothed out the back of your skirt. “Any plans after class? If you aren’t busy, you should come back to Heartslabyul with me and Ace. There’s supposed to be an UnBirthday today.” Deuce offered as you all left the classroom in a small group. “I wanted to skip out and do something else. Apparently the Board Game Club is having a tournament. If you can beat Azul in the Game of Life, he’ll make a contract with you! No strings attached!” Ace offered up his scheme to coast through his life NRC much easier. As you slipped through the sea of bustling students in the crowded hall you chewed on your lower lip as the pair awaited your decision. A Heartslabyul UnBirthday? Or a Game of Life that could end in disaster?
Both suggestions sounded interesting, but you shook your head in refusal to both. “You know I would go to both if I could, but I made a promise to someone else today that I would help out at their dorm.” You politely declined both offers as frowns started to appear on their faces. The four of you left the school building as the boys slowed down, letting you walk ahead a few steps alone, only to quickly resume their position behind you. While you carried Grim in your arms you could sense Ace suddenly growing annoyed with the revelation that someone else would be occupying your time today. “A promise with who?” Ace asked first, you could hear him scowling behind you. “If it’s anyone from the snotty Pomfiore-” 
“Ace.” Deuce looked just as upset as the red-head. Deuce’s voice cut through the rest of the rude comment with a soft exhale. But he didn’t look too interested in sharing those disapproving feelings with you. Not yet at least. “I’m heading to Savanaclaw.” You explained with a small shrug as the pair seemed even more annoyed than the possibility of you going to Pomfiore. “They asked me to keep score during a mock match, so I’m heading there now.” You explained and Grim started to whine in your arms as you made your trek down to The Hall of Mirrors. The pair seemed even more distressed hearing that your destination would lie among the beastly dorm of Night Raven College. It was as if you were a lamb being led blindly to slaughter. And they refused to accept you going with just Grim as backup. Ace let out a snarl and with a roll of his eyes he brushed against your shoulder. 
His lips were curled into a pout as bright cherry red eyes looked you over. “You’re just too nice. Helping out the Magishift team? I don’t think they actually need it. They’re just a bunch of meatheads who can’t count higher than ten.” Ace scoffed as Deuce attached himself to your otherside. “Did someone pressure you into helping them? Do we need to talk with them?” Deuce offered with a much more gentle tone as Ace nodded in agreement. “Tell us who it was! We’ll get you out of this no problem. Just give us a name.” They wanted the answer of who held you at claw/fang point and demanded you help the Magishift team. You stepped into the building full of gorgeous mirrors, branching off towards pocketed universes containing different dorms. “Don’t make up your own stories! I really don’t mind keeping score. Besides, there’s not much for me to do back at Ramshackle other than play on my phone or chat with the ghosts. Ruggie said he would buy me dinner if I helped out today.” You smiled and swiveled your head to face Ace and then Deuce. They looked worried. What could possibly be so scary about keeping score?
Well, what Ruggie forgot to tell you, was that you would be keeping score for a mock match between Savanaclaw and Diasomnia.
As you walked with Ace, Deuce and Grim, across the sandy plains of Savanaclaw; you could feel the burning tension rising above the sweltering heat. Deuce was frowning as he took a few steps ahead of you and Ace followed suit. “Really… This doesn’t seem like a good idea.” The blue haired student spoke up, glancing back at you with knit brows. Though his concerns fell on deaf ears as you shook your head, adjusting Grim in your arms as sweat began to bead along your forehead. “Don’t worry about me, it’s not like I'm playing on the field with them.” You were starting to feel more and more uneasy the closer you got to the spectatorless stadium. Maybe this was a bad idea… “Jeez, you wouldn’t know danger even if it smacked you in the face.” Ace huffed as the pair walked into the large stadium first, as if they were guards taking in if the scene was safe enough for you to be a part of. The green turf was littered with different students of different sizes and shapes. All with stern or intense expressions. Either in yellow (with the exception of Epel) or dressed in lime green. Ready to win this match with only four bystanders to witness its glory. You could see Leona stretching on the ground with Ruggie and Epel whispering into his fuzzy chestnut ears. The trio were silently sizing up the dorm leader they would be faced against: Malleus Draconia. The fae clearly had no intention of stretching like the others as you caught his eye. 
His attention was stolen away as he approached your small group in silence, happy to see you. And only you. You found Malleus to be a little strange, but you assumed that maybe it was because he wasn’t good at making friends. He found comfort in the singular human residing in Ramshackle since that was a place he wandered through before your arrival in this world. “Child of Man… What brings you here?” He asked, looking into your eyes as if fishing for the answer himself. A small grin tugged at his lips as Grim remained very still, and very silent. “Oh! Ruggie invited me to keep score for a mock-match. I didn’t realize it was against Diasomnia.” You spoke carefully, having Malleus loom over your much smaller figure was intimidating. You knew he was harmless, but that was because you were… You. “I see, I’m glad to see you’ve made it then. Although it looks like others may feel the same as I do.” Malleus crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head as his smile began to fade. His expression now looked disapproving. You gazed past him, noticing the field full of male students appeared less interested in the game and more interested in you. Their eyes scanned over your body, some smiled, some looked away, some winked, and some made crude kissing faces or slipped their tongues between their fingers. 
You flinched away, your eyes turning back up at the fae as you felt your stomach twist into an uncomfortable knot. “I see what you mean.” You murmured with a wave of anxiety washing over you. Maybe this was why Ace and Deuce didn’t want you to come without them. Malleus smiled down at you, a hand now resting on your head as Grim started to growl. “I won’t let anything happen to-” 
“Alright! Hands off! Or else you’ll be known as the Prince of Sexual Harassment!” Ace snapped as Malleus yanked his hand back, his eyes now wide with shock as he looked at the pair of much shorter students. “Please go back to the field, the Prefect has to keep score.” Deuce was much more polite as they both ushered him away from the sidelines. “Who does he think he is..?” Ace scoffed under his breath as Malleus’ lips curled into a pout as he turned away back to the Magishift field. “And he has a rat tail-”
“Ace…” Deuce scolded gently as the three of you walked along the sidelines, grabbing the scoreboard and discarding your blazers. Maybe you should’ve changed before coming? You could feel sweat pooling around the clinging fabric beneath your armpits and around the mounds of your breasts. “Should we get water? I feel like this may be a long game.” Deuce suggested while peeling off his gloves, his cheeks becoming flushed from the heat. “Rock Paper Scissors?” Ace suggested and you jumped in with a smile with Grim sticking his paw in as well. “Loser goes to find water for the rest of us!” The beast cheered as you balled your hand into a fist.
“Rock…”
“Paper.”
“Scissors!”
The four of you cast your hands into the small circle. You threw in paper, while Ace, Deuce, and even Grim threw in scissors. “Ah-” Deuce was choked up in shock as Ace began to laugh. “How the hell are you the only odd one out?!” He backed away with a laugh as you felt as if you were the actual winner. You knew from Ruggie where the waters would be inside of the dorm. And you weren’t interested in watching the game anymore. “I can go instead, it was my idea.” Deuce offered with a guilty expression as you shook your head. “It’s fine, I know where they are anyway.” You shrugged as Grim latched his claws into your shirt. “I wanna go too then. You’ll need someone to help you carry the water back!” He offered with a wide toothed smile and you playfully rolled your eyes. “Yes, the four bottles of water that are so heavy for my fragile arms.” You laughed as there was a shout from the field.
“Watch where you’re throwing-“ You heard Ruggie’s voice laced with panic and someone shouting for you to duck. But once you turned your head back…
You were met with the solid metal disc colliding with your skull. You could feel the shock of pain as your vision went black for a second, voices now faded and distant. 
Your body fell limp, and you hit the ground as dead weight. It was like you were trapped in a coffin, your stiff body was only filled with electric currents of pain as your head throbbed from the contact of the heavy, metal disc hitting you in the side of the head. You could hear voices shouting in panic as your vision grayed, staring up at the bright blue sky now free of cotton ball shaped clouds. It wasn’t long before that sky filled with black spots, blotching over the wonderful sight like spilled ink on paper. Soon, you were washed in that much more comforting sea of black, hearing your name called a final time.
At least the pain stopped, even though it was momentary.
-It felt like only a minute had passed as you groggily opened your eyes. Your head was throbbing and your vision was a mix and mess of muted watercolors. Much different than the stained blue sky. The image swirled and wobbled into view as you flexed your fingers carefully against the soft sheets beneath you. There was the distant sound of your phone ringing as you weakly lifted a hand from the soft cot to where you thought the night stand would be. Instead, your fingertips brushed over something soft. It felt like a knit material, and you heard the sound of your phone declining the incoming call. The ringing was replaced with a familiar giggle. “Are you awake? That’s good news!” The voice was far too chipper for your tastes as you mustered the strength to turn your head. Your vision steadied to meet big brown doe eyes, silky black hair, lips that were rosy and red… Skin as white as snow… “Neige… Why… Are you at Night Raven?” You whispered in confusion while scanning him over. Then, you soaked in your surroundings. This was not the nurses office at Night Raven College. “Hm? Right, you were unconscious…” He trailed off and slowly stood from the wooden stool he was seated on. He leaned over, his gaze melting into yours as he slowly peeled the blankets away from your body. “Due to your head injury,” You were wearing a girls uniform that did not belong to Night Raven College. “You are now a temporary student here at Royal Swords Academy!”
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random-twst-things · 1 year
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Deuce: I LOST MY S/O HAVE YOU SEEN THEM?!
random person: Well, what do they look like?
Deuce *while sobbing*: BEAUTIFUL
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⊹ ࣪ ˖The Midnight Miss You₊˚⊹
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Type: Fluff
Character(s): Deuce
Format: Oneshot
Catagory: x reader
Warnings: None
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His phone buzzed on his night stand in the middle of the night, it woke him up but he was still half asleep. With some low grunting he palmed for his phone before picking it up.
In the dark, his screen lit up to reveal your contact. Weird, you never called him this late before. Deuce pressed the answer button and put the device to his ear to hear you.
“Hello..? Did something happen?” He groggily asked, rubbing at his eyes.
Their relationship had been a bit closer then best friends. Nothing explicitly romantic like kissing but more like a old married couple that had been together through it all and knew eachother like the back of their hand. So they had held hands and cuddled and hung out on things that were eerily similar to dated. So he had lent a fair amount of jackets to her. Which she happened to be wearing while sitting up on their bed in her room while watching tv. Smiling when he picked up the phone. They had stayed up late yet again. Except that this night she had had a rough day earlier and through late night magic and music you were more sentimental than usual which slipped into their slightly slower then usual tone.
"Nothing horrible, I just wanted to hear from you. Honestly didn't expect you to pick up."
His ears flushed pink, he was a little embarrassed and his own feelings towards thrm. The way she talked. The way she was. It made his heart start to race and his cheeks burn.
"Oh, really? I thought this was an emergency or something.” He said with a teasing tone in his voice, “I guess you wanted to hear my voice, huh?”
As one dose you had a tendency to be a bit more forward and honest then usual whenever they had these late night conversations.
"Yeah, to be honest I definitely did."
Your honesty caught him off guard, he was still groggy and had not fully realized what he was thinking. Your words stung in a way that warmed his heart, and he couldn’t help but smile.
His face flushed a little more as he put his hand to his chest and squeezed there.
They both were in tune to each others feelings. It was easy for him to recognize this. And it made his stomach fill with butterflies.
“Oh, really?” He asked, his voice lowered just enough to create a hint of intimacy, “Why is that?” It was obvious why, but he wanted to hear the words from her directly.
He said with blush now turning slightly redder.
huffing at him you could practically hear her rolling her eyes at him but playing along and admitting something she usually wouldn't.
"Cause I missed you...and i was thinking of you."
His stomach sank. His heart pounded. The butterflies in his stomach turned into fluttering moths. He was ecstatic to hear those words, to hear them from her.
“Oh?” He said, voice low and breath caught in his throat, “Is that so..?”
He was trying not to sound too enthusiastic. His breathing quickened as he thought about what you meant to him. And what this implied.
"Yeah."
The words made him blush even more, but he loved this conversation. He was loving that he could bring this type of feeling out of you. He loved the fact that you were being so direct with him.
“Hey, how would you like to come over?” He said, trying to sound laidback and cool while keeping his voice low. You knew him though and saw through this.
immediately sitting up, smiling at the thought of him coming over. You would have to sneak him in...but it would be absolutely worth it.
"Of course. Get over here nerd."
Your response had him smiling hard. The butterflies in his stomach now beating their wings even more as he got off the bed.
"Ooh, I see. Trying to sneak me in are you?” He said, playful tone in his voice, “You don’t want to get caught huh?”
He got his jeans on and put a hoodie over his shoulders as he began putting his shoes on.
Huffing at him while zipping on the hoodie she had on, so the tank top underneath would be covered. Turning on the TV while shifting their phone from one ear to another.
"Oh hush, their out of the house till next week. So at least you can use the door."
The hoodie you were wearing was one that he had loaned you. One of many, as you had a habit of “borrowing” his clothes.
The TV being turned on caused his eyebrow to raise. That’s right, your parents were out of town. He had completely failed to remember this.
Deuce chuckled slightly before standing up. He was happy that he didn’t need to sneak around the family home, and instead just could waltz in the front door.
"Oh that's great" He said, “I was trying to figure out how I could get you to open your window.”
He smirked at his own words, feeling the butterflies flutter more again as he opened his door and started walking down the hall.
He was relieved they were out, you didn’t look like the type to sneak people into your home.
"Please. If I needed you to sneak in, I would have opened the window for you as soon as you were here with just a text or tap if it wasn't already open. Now come on, hurry up."
Your words made him laugh, they were so bold and direct. It tickled him. “Okay. Okay, I get it.” He said, “Damn, who knew you had such a delinquent spirit hidden in you?”
He said teasingly, but with a tone that made it sound like he knew that wasn’t actually you. But there were moments you got like this.
Deuce was coming up to your door now.
Rolling her eyes at him for the umpteenth time. About to respond when she heard him in her parking lot so you hung up and headed out of your room. You could hear him walking up to her apartment door and flung it open with a smile before pulling him inside and into the living room.
"Maybe a little, very rarely, and hardly ever like this."
Deuce laughed at your response. Though he did think you were being too modest.
His feet came to a halt when your apartment door swung open and you grabbed his arm to pull him inside. He smiled at you, and you had a warm smile.
“You know, I like this side of you.” He said, his words low and calm but laced with that bit of intimacy that had him feeling bold, “Makes you feel more dangerous."
You shrugged with a small smile. Shoving your hands into the pockets of his hoodie she was wearing.
"Yea unfortunately for you you will not see this often. To much of a nerd for that."
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rayisalive · 11 months
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“We’ll get married when we grow up then!”
|→ A/N: This was fun to write and I’m glad I was able to take part in the collaboration @twistedchatterbox !
I couldn’t resist adding a angst part I’m sorry(it’s the very end just skip ver.2 if you don’t want to see it)
|→ Includes: GN Reader, Deuce x Reader, takes place when you’re like in 1st grade until it’s obvious you’re not anymore-
|→ Context: The title says enough I’m sorry that I’m so lazy-
|→ Tag.List: @yinenovica @snek-disappearedagain
|→ More works here
“I don’t need any help,” the boy said as you ignored him, continuing to sit by him.
Reaching into your pocket you took out a band-aid. Carefully, you opened it before motioning towards his hand.
The blue haired kid was hesitant, yet trusting you he gave you his hand, allowing you to place the band-aid on.
“There,” you started, looking up back to his face, “All better now.”
The boy took his hand back before taking a moment to admire the band-aid.
There was a silence before he responded. “Thankyou,” he mumbled softly.
“Mhm!”
“…”
The two of you stayed sitting there, nothing but the sounds of other kids playing to fill the silence.
“What’s your name?” You asked as you shifted your focus from the others to him once again.
“Deuce, Deuce Spade. What about you?”
“My names Y/N,”
“Y/N, that’s a pretty name.”
As you heard the words a warm feeling filled your heart as you gave out a smile. “Hehe, thanks. Deuce is a nice name too,” you responded.
“Ah, thankyou,” he gave out as he turned to face you too, a small smile in his face and shine in his eyes.
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The sky was sunny as you laid on the grass, Deuce right next to you.
Looking up you watched the clouds pass by, until one had caught your eye.
Pointing your finger out you began to speak, “That one looks like a dog,”
“Really?” Deuce responded, scrunching up his face in an attempt to see it. “I think it looks more like a horse.”
“Hmm.”
The two of you continued pointing out clouds until once again the air had become silent.
“Hey Deuce?” You asked as you sat up.
“Hm?”
“What if we aren’t together when we grow up?”
Joining you, Deuce sat up too as he took a moment to respond. “We’ll get married when we grow up then!” He said as he let out a big smile.
The answer had taken you by surprise at first, yet soon you had been smiling too as you gave him a nod.
“That’s a good idea” you let out as you rested on the grass again, turning your head just enough to see Deuce.
Deuce laid his head on the grass as he gave out a sigh, staring off into the sky.
“Mhm, then we’ll always be together!”
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Ver.1
Everything felt as if it was magical as Deuce into a kiss, enveloping yourself in his love.
It was perfect as you took in the moment, remembering everything from the very begining to now. You had never been happier ever than how you were now.
Just like you had planned as kids.
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Ver.2
Bittersweet tears grew in you eyes as you watched Deuce stand at the altar.
It hurt to watch him be so happy, to love someone else, yet you could do nothing but support him.
Someone walked down the aisle until they stood next to Deuce. Brilliant smiles were on their faces as the priest began to speak.
You could do nothing but watch on as the two lips met, officiating their marriage.
You had promised as kids to get married to eachother, yet it had been broken, his heart captured by another.
It’s a shame you had actually fallen in love with him.
©rayisalive 9/16/22 None of my work is to be translated, plagiarized, or reposted without my knowledge. If I inspired you be sure to tag me so I can check it out!
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peppermint-angel · 8 months
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I like to think with the headcanon where almost the whole school is vying for MC’s (your) attention, Ace and Deuce would be happy enough for either of them to land you. So they’ll start off realizing they both like you, but if Ace notices that you’ve set your eyes on Deuce (and Ace will definitely know before he does), he’s gonna make sure Deuce doesn’t blow it.
But like Ace already knows Deuce is dense so he’s better off trying to convince you to confess first. If Deuce doesn’t believe you, Ace will just wack him with a flamingo club…
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treysimp · 2 years
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Stuck Forever (GN!Reader/Deuce)
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GN!Reader/Deuce Spade
Twisted Wonderland One-Shot:
Tags: Slight angst, but mostly comfort and fluff. Implied violence, but not towards the reader. Reader's body is not described, nor are pronouns used.
Working thru some stuff so I wrote Deuce being a cutie. This is entirely self-indulgent, haha.
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The first time you saw him, you thought that your breath had been sucked  directly out of your lungs.
His dark hair, bright eyes, how he put his hand to his chin when he was thinking… you might have fallen in love at first sight. 
Then you got to see more of him, and it didn't go away.
The first time he saw you, he wasn’t entirely sure what to think.
Someone had popped out of a coffin, accompanied by a bratty fire-monster, no magic, and yet more guts than he had ever seen in his previously-delinquent life. 
The gleam in your eye when you had an idea, the grimace you made when you skinned your knee on a bad broom landing in gym, the way your eyes crinkle in delight when you saw him. It might not have been love at first sight, but it was love at every consequential sight since then, surely. 
“Deuce?” You asked, jogging him out of his reverie.
“Yes?” He replied, pushing a stray strand of dark hair behind his ear. 
His strands were a little dry, a bit more like straw than he would like. Those couple of years of bleaching his roots every two weeks had done a number on his ends. He was very proud that it was almost grown out at this point, though. Maybe a month or two more and all that hair would have been untouched by the old-Deuce. The blood spatter that he despirately tried to scrub from his yellow hair had finally left his body. The heartbreak he felt at seeing his mother sob when he came home late from another fight. When he came home smelling like the cigarette that had been put out on his jacket sleeve before he had taken out another guy's front teeth in recompense. It would be gone soon, it felt like a weight would lift and he would be able to finally become who he wanted to be.   
“What do you want to do when you graduate?” You asked, resting your head on the knee you had propped up next to you. 
Deuce noticed that you said ‘you graduate’ and not, ‘we graduate’. 
It scared him, he felt awful for wishing that you’d never leave, but it felt like every interaction he had with you contained that little whisper that kept repeating: ‘maybe this is the last time’. Maybe that future he was imagining for himself would be missing you in it and that thought terrified him more than most.
“Is it bad that I want to keep going on like this?” He replied, gaze pulling away from your face and instead forcing himself to watch over the beautiful courtyard that you both had chosen for today's study session. 
Both of you were situated on a charmingly vine-encrusted stone bench, enjoying the first sunny day after a week of rain. Everything smelled fresh and clean, and the bite of the cool air kept him awake when he otherwise might be tempted to fall into a history-reading-induced sleep.
You looked at Deuce’s profile thoughtfully. At the moment, you weren’t sure if you agreed with him or not. Did you want to keep going like this? Wanting to go home was something that hung heavy in your heart, but it seemed like every day it ran away further. 
You tried to summon thoughts of those you cared for in your own world. You weren’t sure if you could imagine their voices anymore. It scared you. 
You could recognize bits and pieces of those you loved in yourself. In the way you said certain syllables, the foods you craved for comfort on difficult days and the stories that you couldn’t properly tell other people because having to explain the backstory alone would take hours and you just didn’t have it in you. 
With a sigh, you leaned your forehead on Deuce’s shoulder. His body stiffened at the contact. 
“You’re not okay, are you?” he asked softly, resting his gloved hand on your shoulder. “Do you want to talk about it?” 
“I’m not sure how.” You said after a long pause. Trying to hide the tears that wanted to spill out of your eyes, you nuzzled further into the smooth fabric of Deuce's blazer. 
Hoping that he hadn’t noticed the tears that had already fallen on his sleeve, you tried to hide your face. Looking absolutely wretched from crying as well as being horribly depressed was the last thing you wanted to do today. It was on the list after 'talk to Grim about his shopping habits' you just didn't want to.
A thumb slowly swiped under your eye. The leather slightly squeaked as it removed the single tear that had escaped. Despite your efforts to disappear in the wool-blend of your friend's sleeve, it seems like you were seen anyway. Of course you were, that's what you liked about him.  
Starting from the action, you jerked your head up to look at Deuce, who had a smile on his face that didn't quite reach his eyes. 
You both sat in silence for a moment, seemingly at a loss of what to say. His hand drifted back up beneath your eye to wipe away another tear. 
They stubbornly kept coming, and each time he would wipe the new one away before it could reach your chin. Deuce pulled off his gloves with his teeth and stowed them in his interior jacket pocket. Once the gloves were out of the way, he resumed pushing the tears away with his softly calloused hands. 
It was hard not to look at Deuce's hands, you rarely saw them after all. 
His knuckles had lots of small scrapes and white-moon scars peppering his skin, showing that despite how he looked now, he used to be a different person. 
“This one was from a guy’s front teeth!” He had told you proudly one day, pointing out a particularly deep jagged line on his knuckle. 
Deuce was embarrassed about his past, but he still grinned when retelling particularly satisfying fights and spats he got into when he was younger. It was only after he got wrapped up enough to almost yell out the details of the tale that he would snap his trap shut and flush a pretty crimson at his own antics. You loved seeing him that way. You loved how he would be so passionate and headstrong one moment and meek at embarassed the next. 
It’s hard to change, you knew that more than anyone. You had so much respect for him wanting so badly to change. You didn't know if you would be able to do the same in his shoes.
Your lip quilvered at his kindness in continuing to mop up your tears, him quietly whispeing 'it's okay,' and 'you're okay,' to you on repeat. It felt kind of pathetic, really. So many people at this school were so overflowing with pain that it quite literally flooded out of them in a gush of magic and hatred, but you only had small salty tears for your own catharsis. 
This sucks. 
Meanwhile, Deuce was distracted by how soft your skin was under his touch. The puffy swelling of your lids did nothing to hide how your eyes gilmmered as they looked at him. It felt almost like he was fighting the tears to keep looking at you. He was willing you to keep looking at him, keep thinking about him. Please keep thinking about him. 
He would do anything for you to keep thinking about him. 
“...hey.” Deuce said hoarsely, clearing his throat to start again, “If you’re stuck…” he shook his head, no, no. That’s not right. 
He deeply inhaled through his nose. 
“As long as you want me… as long as you want me with you, I mean... I won’t leave, okay?” He finished firmly. 
Deuce's scarred hand moved to cup your cheek in comfort and you couldn’t help but lean into its warmth and close your eyes. 
“You’ll regret that,” you say with a tired smile, “What if I say that I want you forever?” 
You’re joking. If this goes bad… then you can say that you’re joking.
You basically just confessed to him but maybe it’s better for both of you if you are joking.
“Then I guess you’re stuck with me forever, huh?” You could hear the mirth bubbling out from his chest from the statement. 
What?
Your eyes snap open and stare at Deuce in surprise. 
He had moved closer than he had been just a moment ago. A petal-soft warmth on your cheek swiped away the final tear that his hands had missed. 
Deuce slowly separates from you and gives you a close eyed smile. 
“I won’t let you change your mind on that one. No matter what. You can't get rid of me now.”
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Just wanted to do something a little sappy and cute. Don't worry, not abandoning any of my many WIPs, haha.
Thanks for reading, love you!
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rs-wonderland · 1 year
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Ace: Me and Yuu are dating now.
Deuce saying all proud: Watch your s/o Ace! My mama said im a handsome boy~!!
Ace: Deuce,dude. Stop.
Yuu: he is right tho...
Ace: YUU!?
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demon-lover-669 · 1 year
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Ace: hey did you understand what Crewel was saying in class?
Y/n: yeah.
Deuce: can we copy your work?
Y/n: just because I understood the assignment doesn’t mean I did it
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michelletsw · 5 months
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Ace won't go back to his own dorm
Grim: ace can I ask you a question?
Ace: uh ya sure
Grim: why don't you go back to your own house and leave us alone!
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Perfect says they don't have a favorite
*Deuce sneezes*
Perfect: Deuce, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby!
*Ace sneezes*
Perfect: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.
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Vil: Wake up! The sun is shining!
Epel: What do you want me to do, photosynthesis?
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Grim: Strawberry milk doesn’t taste like strawberry OR milk.
Perfect: Go the fuck to sleep Grim..
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iameliseposts · 1 year
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hi! i love ur fics and it made me wanna send a request
can i request hcs of “am I enough” with deuce pls?
Awhh tysm for the request! This request ended up taking a while, but its done now. I hope you enjoy!
If you want to request for my 200 followers event, look here
“Am I enough?” Deuce x MC 200 Followers Event
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The bedroom rung silent as Deuce laid on the bed
People say Deuce doesn’t think much, but that simply isn’t true
If it was as absent minded as others assumed, he wouldn’t be going through this pain 
You’re the strong Prefect of Ramshackle 
He’s seen your fortitude up close
After all, he’s been at your side since you’ve come to this world
You’ve taken every issue that came at you with such vigor
You’ve overcome every challenge and tamed the wild beasts of Night Raven College 
You symbolized everything the Queen of Hearts stands for
You were you
Then what was he? 
He was a past delinquent and even though he swore to change, he still felt like it wasn’t enough
His grades were abysmal, even though he would study throughout the night
He can get mad at the drop of a hat, which you’ve witnessed and prevented countless times
His head spiraled with these thoughts 
Dense, stupid, hot headed spinned over and over, like a carousel
He had a test in a few days and normally, he’d be studying day and night 
But now, what was the point?
What’s the point of trying so hard now when he was still not succeeded
His whole life was spent differently than the academic struggle he’s facing now
Maybe, if he had listened to his classmates, teachers, friends…
Maybe, if he had listened to his mom he wouldn’t be thinking like this now
Deuce really wanted to talk with his mom now, but how could he?
He wanted to change so much to make her happy, so how could he have the gall to talk to her when he wasn’t the honour student he strived to be?
How could he be with you when he wasn’t what he wished to achieve?
Deuce laid in bed, spread out and completely exhausted. He held his phone in his hand, contemplating. He wanted to call you, he wanted your support. However, did he deserve it? Did he deserve to stay by your side? Did he deserve to love you with such earnesty when he felt so pathetic?  
He couldn’t remember how long he had been in his dorm room. He was fortunate none of his dorm mates were here today, especially considering there were four other roommates. He heard a knock at his door, but he didn’t feel inclined to open it. Like hell he’d want someone to see him like this. But then the door opened. …Oh yeah, he gave you his spare key, didn’t he.
“MC? What are you doing here?” He asked, trying to hide his face. He really didn’t want you to see him like this. You sat beside him, while he still tried to cover his face with his blanket. Gently, you pulled his blanket down, revealing his red face and puffy eyes. He calmed himself with a few breaths and asked, “Am I enough?”
And the waterworks spilt as you held the boy who worked so hard, yet never saw his own progress.
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ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱʟᴀʙʏᴜʟ
╰┈➤ ❝ the realm of the queen of hearts; a world of wonder; often seen by those foreign to these lands as a place of madness. the queen who rules with an iron fist may pride herself on finding order within the chaos and purpose within a lack of sense. ❞
[f.], [m.] → female / male reader respectively | [pl.] → platonic | [g.] → general / no reader | [sug.] → suggestive | [hc] → headcanons | [os] → oneshot | [sh.] → short scenario | [s.] → part of a series | [a.] → angst
ᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴏʟᴀ
"because i fell for you, isn't it obvious?" [os]
au where he plays twst [g. | hc]
believing wrong [pl. | os]
celebrating christmas [hc]
come close, i won't bite [os]
comforting reader having to deal with the pressure of being the prefect [f. | hc]
dealing with the bullies who beat up s/o [hc]
domestic headcanons [hc]
easily flustered s/o [hc]
hanahaki au [hc]
how he loses you [a. | os]
if only you had stayed [a. | pl. or romantic | hc]
pocky kisses [hc]
poly relationship with ace + deuce [hc]
racoons interrupt your date [hc]
relaxing with him [hc]
sending love letters [hc]
valentine's day [pl.]
when he falls in love [hc]
when mc turns into a baby [hc]
with a drunk s/o [hc]
ᴅᴇᴜᴄᴇ ꜱᴘᴀᴅᴇ
amusement park date [hc]
au where he plays twst [g. | hc]
believing wrong [pl. | os]
dealing with the bullies who beat up s/o [hc]
going for a ride on the magical wheel [hc]
hanahaki au [hc]
if only you had stayed [a. | pl. or romantic | hc]
late night driving [hc]
pocky kisses [hc]
poly relationship with ace + deuce [hc]
racoons interrupt your date [hc]
radiohead [a. | sh.]
sending love letters [hc]
time flies right by my eyes [os]
valentine's day [pl.]
when he falls in love [hc]
when mc turns into a baby [hc]
with a drunk s/o [hc]
with an older brother figure from ignihyde [m. | pl. |. hc]
ᴄᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ
3 halloween tales [a. | hc]
4 seasons with cater [hc]
celebrating christmas [hc]
cuddle time [hc]
distorted memories (dystopian au) [g. | a. | hc]
fluff alphabet [hc]
hanahaki au [hc]
hear it from me [os]
opening up to s/o [hc]
passionate kiss [os]
reacting to stoic mc who carries a stuffed animal around [hc]
rivals to lovers au [hc]
sending love letters [hc]
spending valentine's day with him [hc]
with a drunk s/o [hc]
ᴛʀᴇʏ ᴄʟᴏᴠᴇʀ
"one more kiss before you leave. just one, i swear" [sh.]
distorted memories (dystopian au) [g. | a. | hc]
domestic headcanons [hc]
falling in love with him [hc]
galumphing escape [g. | a. | os]
hanahaki au [hc]
lazy mornings [m. | sh.]
love languages [hc]
reacting to a sudden ambush [hc]
redamancy [os]
relaxing with him [hc]
sending love letters [hc]
tackling overworked s/o [hc]
with a drunk s/o [hc]
with an s/o who's a mum friend [hc]
ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ʀᴏꜱᴇʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ
aftertaste [g. | os]
attention, please! [os]
breakfast in bed [sh.]
brushing his hair [pl. | hc]
cuddle time [hc]
eating instant ramen at 2am with him [hc]
first time saying 'i love you' [os]
going to a restaurant with him [hc]
hanahaki au [hc]
if he said something insensitive to his s/o [a. | hc]
just a few minutes [os]
love languages [hc]
lullaby to riddle rosehearts [poem]
mimsy tower [g. | os]
mornings with him [hc]
pocky kisses [hc]
radiohead [a. | sh.]
reacting to s/o sitting on his lap [hc]
reacting to stoic mc who carries a stuffed animal around [hc]
sending love letters [hc]
sitting on his s/o's lap [hc]
s/o having a nightmare about his overblot [hc]
study date [hc]
taking your time [poem]
teasing him [hc]
the perfect rose [a.]
waiting by the window [g. | os]
when his s/o tells him he's their favorite [hc]
with a drunk s/o [hc]
with an s/o who gets along with his mother [hc]
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