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Love Bugs: Insect Dorm Leaders x Reader Part 1

It's yandere so don't read if you don't like. Also, to all my requests still working on them, I just needed a small break from Jojo's. This is my opinion on what insect they'd be, and I'll probably write full stories for each of them. If you think something fits them better, just let me know. These are scenarios that are not going to be part of the main story. Reader is gender neutral. They get a little long but hey enjoy.

Riddle: Fire Ant

How could this have happened? You were having a nice day in the park, which turned into a nightmare. Ginormous fire ants swarmed the park and attacked anyone they saw on sight. Frantically, you ran to find a place to hide. Quickly ducking behind a tree as a group of the loyal foot soldiers skittered by. Peeping around the corner, you prayed that those horrid carnivorous ants were gone.

Voices in the distance. You duck back and sink to the base of the tree, praying to the Gods that the voices don't come closer. If only the Gods didn't hate you so much. "Dueceeeee, this is so boring! Why didn't Riddle send someone else out here?" The voice held a childish yet bored tone to it and it sounded human. Could they be humans? "Quit whining it's an honor to be assigned such an important task for the King." The other voice sounded just as youthful as the first but with a more responsible air. King? What King? Your curiosity got the better of you as you peeped back around the tree to see who was talking.

To your horror you saw two men which look human from the head down to the torso (minus the antenna). From the torso down they had the body of ants... fire ants. Your luck got worse by the minute as the blue haired one spotted you. "Oi, you get out from behind that tree!" You yelped at the harsh tone and did the only rational thing. Run. Run far and fast. You could hear the sound of your heart pounding in your ears as you escaped certain death.

Almost.

"Gotcha" You squeak in surprise as you feel a pair of arms circle around your waist. You thrash in the redhead's arms as he laughs at your pitiful attempt to escape. "Nice try but you're nothing but a puny human compared to- ow!" You bit down hard on the closest bit of flesh that you could find. When it came down to it, you were going to fight for your life. Even if it meant biting the strange hybrid that was holding you. Running the opposite direction, you again find yourself captured by the redhead's blue companion. "Argh that little bitch, I ought to eat them for biting me." You trembled at the threat as the redhead glared daggers at you. "Quit whining, we need to report back to the King our findings." Duece stated before lifting you over his back and walking in the direction they came from. Ace chuckled a little, a sadistic glint filling his red eyes. "Yeah, let Riddle decide what to do with them. I can't wait! Oi, you hear that bitey? Riddle's gonna destroy you." The jeers do nothing to comfort you as you continued to scream and kick against the man's hard exoskeleton.

The duo arrived at a site that made your eyes widen with fear. An ant's nest that looked almost like a mountain. Thousands of ants and ant hybrids were moving in and out of the mound. The sight alone made you very queasy. That's it for humanity, if there were more of them inside. The duo holding you hostage crawled past the fellow ants who all drooled hungrily at the sight of you, causing you to shiver. You were going to be torn to pieces by a bunch of hungry ants. You silently sobbed as you lamented your fate.

Skittering through the corridors, the duo made it to their destination. Your ears were met with a joyful squeal as you heard someone skitter closer. "Ah that human you have is so cute! Can I touch it?" Even though the voice was friendly the dehumanizing way he treated you scared you a little, causing you to actively try and wriggle away from the excited voice. Another voice spoke. "Riddle won't be two pleased that you brought a human into the colony. You know the rule-" "Yeah, yeah no human shall dwell in or know of the colony. We just thought he might like this one as a trophy of sorts." The redhead spoke to the unknown voice with confidence oozing from his words. The ant he was talking to sighed. "Alright, I'm only allowing this since he's in a good mood from the hunt. Just don't be surprised when you find yourself headless." With that the two moved forward allowing you to see who the two were talking two. A green haired man with glasses who looked nervous, and a ginger who gave you a quick wink before returning to his post.

Inside the room you could hear the skittering of the ants and a single voice that rose above the others and gave out commands. "You two take those bodies to the food cellar. I want them to be preserved for future meals." The voice ordered in a serious tone. So much for a good mood. "Hey your majesty." The red head drawled out as they stepped before the King's humongous throne. An exasperated sigh came from the top of the throne. "What a pleasant surprise to see my scavengers come back empty handed. Weren't you supposed to look for survivors?" The man you have yet to see had a voice dripping with sarcasm. Duece knelt before the king causing your body to slide and fall off the man's shoulder. "Apologies your majesty, we were searching for more survivors, but we got a bit distracted." Duece hesitated at the end of sentence. The King falls silent before retorting. "Distracted? How?" Cue you lifting your head, a little disoriented from the fall. All of the ants gasped as the supposedly dead human rose shakily to their feet. You looked up at the throne to see an adorable man sitting on the dirt throne.

He had short red hair that blended in well with his antenna making the heart shaped antenna look like his hair. A crown of leaves and flowers sat atop his head, and two wide stormy grey eyes stared down at you with interest. His plush lips pulled a neutral look on his baby face as he looked at the scene with indifference. A ring of giant soldier ants with spears formed around the three of you, ready to tear the rule breakers apart.

That's it. You weren't going down without a fight. You turned towards the nearest guard and sunk your teeth into the fleshy part of his arm. He dropped his spear out of fear and surprise to clutch his hurt arm. You grabbed the spear from the floor and wasted no time charging at the guards. Even though the ants were bigger and stronger than you, you fought for your life. Slashing and jabbing at the soldier ants. Duece and his redheaded friend joined in the fight for their hides, beating back the soldiers. As you fought, it became very clear that this was a losing battle. One of the soldiers manages to knock the spear out of your hand and leaves you defenseless. This was it; you were going to die.

Instead of the sound of the spear piercing your internal organs and the feeling of pain attached the sound of clapping echoes through the chambers. From up on the throne Riddle is clapping with a smug look on his face, like an Emperor watching his favorite gladiator win. "Well done human, you have thoroughly impressed me." Riddle stood from his throne and waved his hand. The guards and all other ants nearby bowed low to the ground as the King approached. Up close you were able to see that he was much shorter than most of the ants here but commanded the room with his royal presence. You keep eye contact with the King and glare at him, causing a wicked smirk to appear on his face. "I must say of all the humans I've met you have the most spirit." He grabs your chin in a crushing grip. His gray eyes meeting your (e/c) eyes. Even in the face of the most powerful ant here, you refused to back down.

Riddle laughs at your defiance before leaning in close enough that your foreheads touched. "Let's see how long that spirit lasts." He blows warm air into your face causing you to flinch back. Riddle's amusement drops as he addresses the duo you came in with. "See to it that those two are locked away until I can come up with a fitting punishment." Some of the guards nod before dragging the ragged and confused duo away. Riddle turns back to you and smiles. "Good news you'll remain with your life." He turns to the ginger in the hallway and snaps his finger. The ginger comes in obediently. "Bad news is, your life in mine now." With that last statement the ginger urges you through the door and away from the King's watchful gaze.

Riddle returns to his throne and sighs happily, for the first time in a while he's found something worth his time. A human, a toy, and perhaps in the future a queen. Riddle chuckles to himself at his musings. However, he does know...

Every King needs a Queen

Leona: Ant Lion

Curiosity killed the cat.

Was that how the phrase went?

It must when it slipped through the elders' lips with such ease. They would always say it directed at you, with their judgmental looks and wagging fingers. However, you never paid any heed as these geezers were just looking out for you because you brought them food.

You were an ant, a worker ant specifically.

You were also a curious little insect.

Ever since you were a larva you dreamed of joining your siblings, friends, and neighbors to help scavenge for food and fight off enemies. However secretly you also selfishly hoped to go out and see a little more of the world you called home. Sure, it was dangerous for you to wander too far from the colony, but you were strong. All ants were strong and if only they would just use it differently. It was always "We're strong to protect the colony" or "We're strong to gather food" never anything about the individual.

You sighed as you worked with five other ants to carry a leaf back to the colony for supper. Your job was to fetch and deliver, no questions asked. The colony needs food and without you, it gets no food. You are important yes, but you only get to see a small part of your world. The part the scouts deemed safe and plentiful.

There was a job you wanted. Part of the scouts. The ones who risked their lives and explored the corners of the world in search of food and places to expand. In your dream like state, you almost dropped your part of the leaf which caused the team to groan at you. "(Y/N) you're not focusing." Neema complained. Neema was a close acquaintance of yours and the only one who didn't outright chastise your dreams. She was a dark-skinned beauty with short frizzy hair and almond eyes.

"Sorry, just thinking." You replied staring wistfully off onto the savannah. The sun cast a radiant glow on the acacia trees. Trees that you never climbed. There were watering holes that you never swam in, beasts you never faced. So much to do in your short life and you were wasting it picking up stupid leaves.

"Hey, I know as soon as we get back to the colony, we can help sort the food, that way we get first pick." Neema's dark eyes filled with joy at the mention of food. "All you think about is food." Was all you could say at your friend's childish remarks. "That's what ants think about food and work." Neema beamed proudly. She was the definition of everything you were not. Hardworking, food focused, and successful. In fact, you two might have been friends if that was all you cared about.

But it wasn't...

You had snuck out of the colony for some fresh air. During dinner time it can be a little chaotic. There were thousands of your people getting food. You had worked all day picking up leaves and sorting food, that you weren't hungry when it was time to eat. Sick of the sight of food.

No not you, you wanted to see the sun set over the savannah and the thousands of twinkling stars. Feel the gentle caress of the wind on her face and antennas. To breath the fresh air and not the hot and sticky air in the colony. You wanted freedom. More than anything. However, you knew an ant alone cannot survive for long. God you were so frustrated! Why do you feel like this when no one else does?

You wanted to cry your frustration out, you wanted to run. Where? You didn't know but you sure as hell didn't want to be here. With no other thought in mind, you ran.

Everything was a blur around you as you ran without a care in the world. Screw not being able to survive on your own, you wanted to thrive. Even if you lived just one more day, you want to live freely.

You should have watched where you were going.

Thump! You rolled straight into a sand pit, hurting not only your pride but your legs a bit. You twitched your six legs to see if they were in operating condition. Your middle and back ones were fine, but your two front ones hurt like hell.

Great, just great.

Things just couldn't get any worse.

"Hmm...what could have possibly ruined my slumber?"

Crap

You remember what the elders told you about sand pits, if any ant was unlucky enough to fall into one. Also, more importantly what hid in them. The sand began to rustle beneath you, causing your fear to rise. You needed to get out of here. Away from the Ant Lion. As he yawned and stretched you climbed with all your might on your four working legs. The sand was so uneven that you kept slipping back in with tears in your eyes.

Flick

Sand was thrown in your eyes causing your vision to blur. You cried in pain as more sand was thrown at you. You slipped further and further down the trap towards the waiting jaws of your predator. "Tch stop struggling herbivore, it's no use." You screamed at the lazy voice that was closer than you were comfortable with. Standing on all your legs to try to escape, you yelp in pain and fall back down. You tried blinking the sand out of your eyes to see the face of your killer.

Green eyes.

A handsome man with green eyes and tan skin stared down at you. He was much larger than you and stronger by the looks of it. His long dark hair flowed down his back in waves. You would have thought the man was an ant like you, except the lack of antenna. As well as the two sharp looking pincers in his mouth.

"Hm, you're a lot cuter than my usual prey. Tell you what, you agree to become my pillow and I won't eat you till morning." You could only squeak as you felt a strong pair of arms wrap around your soft torso. A sharp thing poked you in the neck back causing you to freeze up. "I need an agreement little ant, otherwise I might be tempted to eat you right here and now." You nodded swiftly causing the Ant Lion to purr and burry you both into the sand. Before you were completely submerged you hear him speak.

"I might just keep you after all because..."

You're too good to eat

Azul: Diving Bell Spider

You wished you had listened to your mother.

You wish you hadn't been so stupid

So naive

So kind

It was too late now as you were trapped in the lake with a man who claimed to love you ever since you showed him kindness all those years ago.

You were a cute and bubbly kid known for a kind heart and loud voice. Being the bundle of energy you were, your parents often sent you outside to play. You especially liked playing outside your family lake house. Swimming in the lake, chasing ducks, and catching fireflies at night were some of your favorite things to do. However, one day you met someone you firmly wish now you never met.

You had snuck out of the lake house early in the morning while your parents were still asleep. Hoping to get some early morning swimming in before breakfast, you tore over to the lake in your swimsuit. You jumped off the dock and began to playfully splash around giggling with joy. You stop splashing about and just let your tiny body relax, floating gently on the lake surface. As you absorbed the sounds of nature you heard the sound of...crying? You popped your head above the water and listened intently to find where the sound was coming from. Searching high and low, you were unable to locate where the sound was coming from until you noticed a small figure underneath the reeds.

It was a small boy but unlike you he was only a few inches tall. From the waist up he was a pudgy little boy with silver hair and blue eyes. From below the waist he had the body of a spider. The boy noticed you and shrieked in fear. "Who-who are you?" You beamed down at the boy with a friendly smile. "I'm (Y/N)! Wanna be friends?" The boy eyed you suspiciously before crying some more. "Why would you want to be friends with a fat, stupid, spider like me?" Your eyes softened at the boy's harsh statement. "I don't think you're stupid." The boy stops sniffling and stared up at you, blue eyes filled with hope. "You don't?"

"Nope!" You chirped cheerfully offering your hand to your new tiny friend. He hesitated once more before carefully climbing onto the palm of your hand. You lifted it up to your face so you could see your friend better. He bashfully tried to hide himself from your curious gaze. Nodding your head satisfactorily you smiled at the boy in your hand. "You're the prettiest kid I've ever seen!" Your words cause the boy in your hand to cover his face in embarrassment.

"What's your name pretty new friend?"

"Azul."

"Nice to meet you Azul."

"You too (Y/N)."

You and Azul hung out every day since the day you met. You'd come to the lake and Azul would wait for you on the bank. Then the two of you would play all sorts of games together. Azul showed you all kind of new and cool places near the lake that you had never seen before. You really liked hanging out with your new friend. Unfortunately, all good things have to come to an end as Summer came to an end. Your family was going to move back to your regular home for the school year, which meant saying goodbye to your friend.

"Azul I'm not coming back tomorrow." You stated sadly which caused the little spider great shock. "Why?" He sounded so heartbroken at your words. "I have to go home." You state sadly unable to look at your friend out of guilt. "I thought you lived with the humans in the house?" Azul's voice was wavering a bit as he tried not to cry. "This isn't my real home; my real home is far away from here." "No!" The little spider boy clung to your thumb like his life depended on it. "You can't leave, I love you." You patted the poor boy's head gently.

"I love you too Azul, you're my best friend." Azul's eyes lit with hope at your words. "Then you'll come back soon, right?" You smiled and nodded. "Yep, totally will!" "Promise?" Azul stuck his pinky out childishly. "Promise." You giggled booping him gently with your pinky.

Many years had passed, and you were now a grown woman. You had forgotten all about Azul and the promise you made to him. Instead, you were focusing on your last Summer of freedom before heading off to college. You brought a couple of friends and your current crush (c/n) with you to the lake house.

"Come on (Y/N), what's taking you so long?" Your good friend Bess asked stamping her foot in exasperation. You laughed at your friend's impatience. "I'm coming, don't worry." You eagerly walked out of the bathroom in your new bathing suit. "Wow (Y/N), wait till (c/n) gets a load of you looking all good." You blush at Bess' compliment before rushing past her. "Last one off the pier has to make lunch." "What no fair!"

The day was perfect. You spent plenty of time with your friends and even flirted a little with (c/n). (c/n) flirted back with you causing your heart to soar at the thought of them liking you. After you finished dinner, you went out onto the pier to relax a little bit. You sighed in contentment for the day and the days ahead. The sound of crickets and frogs lulled you gently into a state of calm. You yawned and stretched a little. Hmm you must be tired, time to go to-

You woke with a crick in your neck and back and well everything. Sleeping on the pier was not a good idea. Not to mention the mosquito bites you had accumulated throughout the night. Well, time for some breakfast. You went into the house to start fixing breakfast. The smell of fresh pancakes and bacon ought to wake Bess and the others right up. When you finished, no one came outside of their rooms.

Strange. Normally someone would be stirring at this point. Oh well they can fix their own breakfast. You ate in the silence of the house which gnawed at you. Alright, something is wrong. You walked up to Bess' room and knocked. One time. Two times. The third time you let yourself in. No one was in that room. In fact, the bed was freshly made like no one had even slept in it. You checked the other rooms of your friends. Empty. Worry and pancakes were not a good mix. Finally, you came to (c/n)'s room which laid empty but with a note on the bed.

"Come to the pier tonight darling."

-A

Okay, who was pulling a prank on you? It was not funny. Safe to say you were showing up at the pier tonight to give someone a piece of your mind. First, she had to clean the plates and then hatch your plan.

You came to the pier at night as the note said. However, you didn't see a single soul there. Another bothering thing was that your friends and (c/n) hadn't returned from wherever they went. You might as well sit down and wait for the mysterious Mx. A to show up.

"Oya careful where you sit." You jumped back as a dragonfly flew up from where you were about to sit. "Did you just t-talk?" The dragonfly person in question just smirked and flew close to your face. He had teal hair, and one eye was gold and the other was olive. A black piece of hair fell to the right of his face. "Yes, I did t-talk have any q-questions?" Your face paled at this site. Fairies weren't real and yet there was a tiny man in front of you with dragonfly wings.

"Jade stop teasing Giaganto so much, I want a turn too!" A childish voice whined out and a second dragonfly man zoomed over. He looked almost like a mirror image of the first man except he had his hair piece on the left and different eye shape.

"My apologies Mx (Y/N) you're just so fun to tease. My name is Jade, and this is my twin brother Floyd." Jade spoke while doing a little bow. The other brother, Floyd, had a lazy grin on his face. "Hiya Giganto, Azul's been talkin about ya all the time!"

"Azul?" That name sounded...familiar. Where did you possibly hear that name from? The two dragonflies smirked at each other before turning to you with wide grins. "Yeah, he heard all about your little troubles Giganto!" Floyd said in a "sad" tone while circling your head. "Yes, your dear lost friends who abandoned you." Jade responded, making himself comfortable on your right shoulder. You were insulted at Jade's implications "They didn't abandon me... they just must have gotten lost." You finished your sentence not too confidently. The twins caught onto that and grinned deviously at the other. "Lost indeed but not forever." Jade responded sitting elegantly on your shoulder.

"You know where they are?" You asked hesitantly, not fully trusting the twin dragonflies. Floyd stopped zipping around your head and settled on your left shoulder. "Not us but Azul knows, he knows everything you could ever want to know." There was that name again that you were having a hard time placing where you heard it. "Could you take me to him?" The twins chuckled to themselves like you said the funniest thing. "Of course." They responded together, Chesire grins on their faces. You then followed the devious dragonflies to the place they led you.

You found yourself in the lake swimming towards the small "island" of lily pads. The water was murky and dark at night making it hard to see what lay at the bottom. "Come on Giganto, he's right here!" Floyd flew ahead with his brother Jade in tow. Lucky bastards got wings while you had to swim in your clothes.

Floating towards the first lily pad you could see the figure of a man spider hybrid waiting calmy on the leaf. He smiles as he sees the twins approaching with you following behind. "Welcome Mx. (Y/N) I've been expecting a visit from you." "You have?" The spider nodded his silver locks bouncing. "Yes, I do believe you have a problem. All with problems on this lake come to me." Azul's smile was practiced as he reached his arms up towards you to come closer. You lean your head down to his level. He smiles, satisfied with your obedience as he saunters closer to you. "Your friends have gone missing have they not?" You nodded. "Well, I happen to know where they are." You perked up at the spider's confidence. "You do?" Azul smirks at your answer and pats you nose affectionately.

"I know where they are and how to bring them back." He states with a businessman grin. This was perfect. Though Azul seemed sketchy he looked like he was telling the truth. "However... this kind of deed comes with a price" You deflated at his words. What could the spider possibly want? "I don't have a lot of-" Azul places a hand to your lips "I'm not asking you for money." His eyes darken with greed as he places both hands on his walking stick. "What I want is you." Huh?

"My what?" All three insects chuckle at your naivety. "Not any of your possessions just you. See I've been very fond of you for years now and I feel it's only fair that you fulfill your promise you made all those years ago." Promise? What promise? Your eyes reflected your confusion, which caused anger to cloud Azul's blue eyes. "You don't remember...after all these years of patiently waiting." He chuckles bitterly to himself and looks back up at you.

"I suppose it can't be helped, you're a busy person. I'm a busy person so I'll cut to the chase. Be with me and your friends can go back to living their normal lives. Choose your own freedom and well...your friends will never see the light of day." He springs the ultimatum on you causing your eyes to widen. "What did you do to my friends?" Azul glances at you in a lovesick way before planting a kiss on your nose. "What I had to do to get you back where you belong. With me." You glared down at that swindling. lying, no good crook. He stole your friends and lured you out here to become his giant pet. However, Azul held all the cards, and you were forced to cave into his demands.

"Fine..." Azul perked up at your acquiesce. "Wonderful! You won't regret it. I'll treat you so much better than any human ever could my little jewel." He then turned to his lackies and nodded causing them to fly away. "First my friends." You said in a demanding tone. "Already taken care of my dear. They've been returned to their beds as if none of this happened." Azul responded adoringly, stroking your cheek, causing you to shiver in disgust.

"What do you plan on doing to me?" You asked the spider who giggled giddily. "Loving you for the rest of our lives but first, getting rid of that height advantage." Azul pulled out a vial from his pocket and handed it to you. "I've been working hard to make this ever since I met you. It's a potion that will make you, my size." Great he was prepared too. Well, a deal's a deal. Reluctantly, you threw the tiny vial down your mouth. Nothing happened for a while before you felt like you were falling in midair. Landing straight into the lake. Without wasting a second, the spider greedily grabbed you and dove into the water. You were losing air quick as you dove deeper into the lake. He cooed over you as you lost conscious. Before you went out you heard him whisper.

I love you very much my treasure.

Kalim: Peacock Butterfly

The desert's an unforgiving place for many. You being one of them. After losing your caravan and family you wandered the desert aimlessly in hopes of finding them. However, each day grew hotter and hotter, and each night grew colder and colder. You were tired, hungry, and so very thirsty. Not only that but desperate for somebody, anybody to talk to.

You would sleep during the day in caves or even bury yourself in the sand. Then when night fell, you'd search once more for your lost family. At this point you were searching for someone, anyone to save her from dying of hunger and thirst. One morning the sun was so harsh that she couldn't sleep through the day. Why not carry on?

You were reduced to crawling through the desert in hopes of finding some form of shade and water. Scanning your small view of things, you couldn't find anything. You were losing hope and vision as blurry spots began to dot the corners of the world. That's not good. Wearly standing up you spotted up ahead an oasis. Was this a mirage? You didn't care as you used your remaining strength to run towards this haven. You had to make it. You had to make it. Your vision began to become smaller and smaller as the oasis grew closer and closer. You practically threw yourself onto the ground of the oasis and landed in some bushes. Safe at last. You could taste the water now. However, as soon as you tried to stand up, you promptly fainted.

You awoke lying on something very soft. Was this heaven? Opening your eyes, you saw you were on a very comfortable and stylish bed. The room around you looked like something you would see in a Sultan's palace. Heaven was rich. However, you were not alone as a woman wearing an abaya came in and made a low bow. This was already a little strange, made stranger by the pair of wings on her back. "Are you an angel?" You asked the woman. The woman giggled and shook her head. "Not unless the honored guest wishes for me to be." Guest? "Guest?" You repeated your thoughts aloud to the woman.

"Master Al-Asim found you unconscious and brought you here. He's been very worried for your health ever since." The woman took a cup from the tray that lay neatly on the bedside table. "You must be very thirsty." You didn't have to be told twice. You snatched the cup from the woman and greedily drank the cool and refreshing water. Felt like bliss having some liquid. The woman refilled your cup, and you drank. This repeated for some time until you were satisfied. You immediately laid back down on the pillowy softness of the bed.

Wait a minute. You shot up from the bed and stared at the woman. "You have wings!" The woman chuckled at your astute observation. "Indeed, I have." That response floored you. "How?" The woman looked confused. "I was born with them Master..." "(Y/N)" You responded. "Master (Y/N) it is a pleasure to humbly serve you." All of this was happening to fast. People with wings? Master? "You can call me (Y/N) Miss..." "Esmat Master (Y/N)." Darn Esmat was stubborn.

You two spoke for a while. She told you that the Al-Asim Oasis was the biggest Oasis in the desert. Supporting hundreds of thousands with its bountiful water. Since the Al-Asim Oasis was created and maintained by the Al-Asims they were the wealthiest and most powerful family in the entire Oasis. Their oldest son Kalim Al-Asim was the one who found you unconscious and brought you back to his family home.

"Oh, my I forgot to tell the young master that you are awake. Please forgive me Master (Y/N) it has been very lovely talking to you, but I must go." Esmat left leaving you unsupervised in your room. Well you guess you could just-

You heard hurried footsteps approaching your chambers followed by cries of worry from people in the hallway. A white-haired boy burst through the door. His red eyes lit up with delight as he flew over to you with a goofy grin. "You're awake, oh I just knew it!" Suddenly, your world goes topsy turvy as you collapse onto the bed with the energetic boy hugging you. The boy in question's multicolored wings fluttering with happiness. "Kalim don't crush them!" A voice behind you spoke another. This guy was part man part scorpion with long dark hair and dark colored eyes. "Sorry Jamil, I'm just so happy to see them awake." The boy sheepishly responded while still laying on top of you. This boy had no shame. "Um Mister Al-Asim sir, could you please get off of me." Kalim looked at you and smiled. "Just call me Kalim..." "(Y/N)" "Ooh cool name!" "Yeah, Kalim can you get off me please?" The boy looked confused before realizing he was still on her.

"Oh, sorry about that!" He then hops off and stands in front of you with a grin. He was practically floating with how fast his wings were fluttering. This guy was always happy huh? "How are you feeling?" The man behind Kalim, Jamil you think asks you. "Fine, just a bit disoriented." You answered causing Jamil to nod. Kalim smiles and bounces on his heals. "We should totally have a feast to celebrate you waking up. Jamil start preparations immediately." Jamil rolls his eyes at the boy's commands but scuttles off. Leaving you and the hyperactive butterfly boy alone.

"So those wings are real?" Kalim smiles. "Yep! Wanna touch them?" You nod as you are curious as to what butterfly wings feel like. Reaching you hand out to touch them you graze the top gently. Kalim hitches a breath. "Was that okay?" You asked worried you hurt your savior. "Oh yes it's just my wings are very sensitive. It felt nice though." You continued to gently caress Kalim's wings which caused pleasant shivers for the Al-Asim. The two of you stayed like this for a while before your stomach began to growl. Very loudly waking Kalim from his trance. "Oh, are you hungry? Let's check on Jamil and see how the feast is going!" The white-haired butterfly boy grabbed your hand and ran out of the room.

The Al-Asim house was practically a palace with many workers bustling about and completing their daily tasks. Many pointed and whispered at what an odd couple the Al-Asim heir and his "special guest" were. However, Kalim was completely ignorant to all that happened around him as he continued running towards the dining hall.

The dining hall was massive and very luxurious, you looked around to see servants bustling around with plates of food and placing them down at the table. Kalim urged you to sit beside him on the soft looking pillows beside the table. Excitedly Kalim began placing food on the plate in front of you encouraging you to taste a bit of everything. Asking you how everything was and becoming increasingly more pleased with each response. "It's all made by Jamil. Isn't he the best?" You nodded once more before turning back to your food eagerly. He then began asking about you.

"Where are you from?" "Huh?" You asked the boy who had stars in his eyes to repeat himself again. "Well, you're not from around here because you reacted so weird to my wings." You scoffed at his reasoning before smirking. "You seemed to be enjoying it when I was petting them." Kalim's cheeks turned bright pink at your words. "Well, you were very gentle with them." You chuckled at his reaction finding him cute. Friendly and cute. "To answer your question, I'm from the desert beyond the Al-Asim Oasis." Kalim's ruby eyes became wider at the knowledge. "I knew it! You'll have to tell me all about life out there." Kalim squealed focusing his whole attention on you. It felt almost like you were an elder telling the children tales about the times of old.

"What would you like to know?" You asked smiling gently at the boy. "Anything and everything especially about you!" You blushed at the last part of his statement. "Well, I lived in a caravan with my family, we never stayed in one place for long." Kalim eagerly took in the information you gave him. You smiled as you recounted memories with your family and friends on the caravan. Days playing in the desert, trading the goats you raised, and dancing around the campfire at night. The whole time Kalim stared intently at you with a large smile on his face. "I miss my family you know." You finished bitterly as the memories were all you had left of them.

Kalim's eyes softened with worry. "What happened to them?" You looked away from those sympathetic eyes in pain. It was bound to come up at some point, but it didn't take away the weight from it. "A sandstorm, the caravan encountered a great sandstorm. By the time it was over I was left alone, separated from my family and everything I've ever known." You couldn't stop the tears that began to pool in the corners of your eyes. It hurt so bad to be lost and alone. Dying in the desert didn't really matter as much as dying alone in the desert did. You felt a pair of arms wrap around you and Kalim's soothing voice hushing your worries and whispering encouragements in your ear. You went limp in Kalim's embrace, too tired to cry or do really anything anymore.

You woke in the middle of the night, feeling pressure on your chest. You looked over to see Kalim lying beside you with his head on your chest. What happened besides you breaking down, you don't remember. The haze of emotions clouded your judgement and memory. You tried not to shift to quickly to your feet, to avoid waking the boy. Speaking of Kalim, he looked so peaceful with a gentle smile on his face as opposed to his rambunctious one. Is this guy ever not handsome? Wait handsome, what are you thinking? A groan stops your panicked thoughts as the aforementioned boy opened his eyes sleepily.

"(Y/N)? What are you doing up?" He asked with a yawn. "I couldn't sleep. Why are you in my room?" Kalim hummed before snuggling back into your chest. "What do you mean, we're in my room. You were struggling in your sleep so I thought having someone with you would get rid of the nightmares." Well, that got your attention. Looking around you saw that you were in fact not in your room. This room was bigger and ten times more luxurious than your personal guest room. Kalim settled down right back where he was, drifting back to sleep. "Hey, get off me mister!" You lightly pushed away the sleepy man, who barely resisted it. "Nooooo, you're so comfy." Kalim whines while trying to crawl back to you. You stood up and walked away to the doors that led out to a balcony to get some fresh air. Hearing nothing but whining coming from Kalim.

The cool desert air felt refreshing on you heated skin. For a not so big man Kalim produced a lot of body heat. Looking around the Oasis you could see the lights of this small metropolis glow and felt amazement. Never have you seen a sight like this before. "Looks pretty cool huh?" Kalim surprised you from behind, he looked at you smiling. "Wanna see it from above?" You were already looking from a balcony so how much higher could you get. "You mean from the roof?" You asked the man, only for him to chuckle. "No silly I mean in the air!" Kalim states cheerfully while flexing his wings. He couldn't possibly mean... you turned your attention back to the innocent looking boy. His red eyes gleamed in the moonlight as he offered you a hand "Do you trust me?" Should you take it?

He did mean flying. You had excepted his outstretched hand tentatively. Wasting no time, Kalim picked you up bridal style and jumped off the balcony. You screamed in terror as you both plummeted towards the ground. There was no way he or his wings were strong enough to hold you both. Squeezing your eyes shut you expected to become a stain on the Al-Asim immaculate courtyard.

"You're not going to be able to see anything with your eyes closed." Kalim chuckled. You're not dead? Opening your eyes, you see both Kalim and you soaring through the air. Completely fine. Looking down you see all of the Al-Asim Oasis in its splendor. The glow of the lights in the buildings, the majestic fountains, the night bazaar with its multitude of goods. It all took your breath away. "Cool, isn't it?" Kalim jovially replied staring at your look of awe with glee. "Come on, let me show you the best part."

You stayed with Kalim after that day and the day after that day. Each day filled with excitement and new things to do. You really were starting to think of Kalim as a great friend, a little brother even. Even still with all the fineries and stability this couldn't last. You were incredibly homesick, which only got worse with each day. Sure, you had access to all the food you could ever eat, fine clothes, and servants at your beck and call. However, you longed to return to your family and simple life you had before. Then there was Kalim, sweet Kalim. He was sweet and cheerful, always wanting to know how you were doing. Always with you. Always. In fact, he became touchier and clingier with each day. You didn't mind that so much but were you wrong to want some time to yourself too? Were you wrong to want to talk to someone else sometimes?

These thoughts continued to rack your brain as Kalim ran up to you a threw his arms around you. "Hey (Y/N) what's up?!" You smile at Kalim and ruffle his hair. He eagerly leans into your touch. "Oh nothing, I was just thinking about things." "What kind of things?" "None of your business." Kalim pouted at your answer before lighting up. "Jamil and I were going to go to the bazaar, wanna come?" You immediately nod, you need something to take your mind from spinning any further. Kalim smiles and starts dragging you towards the door.

The bazaar was busy on that exceptionally hot day. Many people rushing around buying things from the multiple vendors. The scent of spices and savory meats filled your nose as you walked through, causing you mouth to water. There were fine rugs, jewelry, and beautiful clothes. That wasn't even half of what was there. Anything you stared at Kalim asked if you wanted it. "No Kalim I'm serious, this must cost a fortune." Kalim placed down a bag of gold coins like it was no big deal. "If you want it, you should have it, anything you want should be yours." Kalim went around buying out the entire bazaar for you which made you a bit uncomfortable. One because he was wasting his family fortune on you and two because Jamil had to carry all the stuff he bought. You needed to distract him with something quick. "Oh Kalim, I think there was a kebob stand a little way back. Let's check it out." Kalim immediately grins and runs off in that direction by himself. "Kalim!" It worked a little too well. Jamil groans and mumbles something under his breath. "I'm so sorry Mx. (L/N) but Kalim can't be unattended, so I have to go." Which led to you being completely alone.

Well, you're back to square one, all alone and this time in an Oasis. You should catch up to the duo ahead of you. That way you aren't completely alone. That way...no that way. Ugh, if only you hadn't stupidly forgotten which way to go. "(Y/N)?" Huh? You turn around to see someone very familiar to you. "Samir!" You immediately jump on the man in front of you. Samir was your childhood friend and even your crush. With beautiful long dark hair and light brown eyes who wouldn't fall in love with him. "We've been looking for you everywhere." Samir replies returning your embrace with as much vigor. "Well, I've been looking for you too! How's mom? How's dad? How's everyone? Where's everyone?" Samir puts his hands up in surrender. "Woah, woah settle down. Why not ask them yourself." Your parents were here? "Take me to them." Samir complied led the way.

Kalim was a wreck. He came back to the spot he left you only to find you had disappeared. No problem, you're probably just looking for more stuff you want. Wait you don't have any money on you! Oh no what if you get hungry? What if you get bored? He's not there to help you. "Jamil, we need to find (Y/N) now!" Jamil sighed as Kalim continued to freak out. "They'll be fine. You on the other hand need to return home, your parents are back today." His parents were back, today?! This was great news he could tell them all about (Y/N) and how great they were. Maybe even convince them to let (Y/N) stay forever. Kalim felt himself becoming giddy at the thought of spending the rest of his days with (Y/N). He liked them ever since he found them, but now it felt different. Anyone who brought up their name brought butterflies to his stomach.

"Kalim are you even listening to me?" Jamil asked the boy, pulling him out of his dreamy state. "Uh yeah, let's go home!" Kalim smiled happily to himself; he couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life with you.

You were light as air. Everything was going your way. You were happily reunited with your family with lots of tears and laughter. Your mother and father almost didn't recognize you with the fine clothes and jewelry you were wearing. However, your face hadn't changed much so they embraced you happily. "My dear (Y/N) we missed you so much!" Your mother said tearfully as tears of joy streamed down her face. "I missed you too mom, dad, how's everyone else doing?" Your father grinned and patted you on the back. "They'll be doing better when they hear you've returned." You were eager to reunite with your caravan, but you needed to say goodbye to Kalim first. After all he saved your life and cared for you for all those weeks. "Mom, dad there's someone you ought to meet."

You arrived back at the Al-Asim house with your parents and Samir in tow. Samir wanted to join you to catch up with you and thank the man who saved your life. Each of your companions' jaws dropped when they saw the sheer opulence of the manor. "(Y/N) you didn't tell me they were rich." Samir said agog to the amount of gold and marble of the main building. You preened like a peacock, happy at each reaction. "Wait till you see the inside." As you approached the front door you were stopped by the guards at the front steps. You hadn't seen their likes before. "Halt! What business do you have with the Al-Asim family?" The centipede on the left spoke, his broad frame being slightly intimidating. "I'm a friend of Kalim Al-Asim!" The guards took one look at you with your finery and stepped aside. However, they weren't so lenient with your family and Samir. "Halt! You are not permitted to enter." Each guard holding a nasty looking spear at your family. "Wait they're with me." You pleaded with the guards, but they did not relent.

"No way they are anywhere close to your status my liege. Master Kalim should be out near the fountain." Your family sadly bid you go on your own, feeling doubt with their own worth. Samir on the other had barged past the guards to join you. "Halt intruder!" You grabbed Samir's hand and made a run for it. The guards followed you two as you ran to the garden where you hoped to find Kalim. The guards were hot on your trail being more built for running long distances than you or Samir. However, luck appeared to be on your side as you burst through the doors out to the garden. A familiar mop of white hair appeared near the fountain. "Kalim!" You shouted, causing the butterfly boy to turn around with joy. "(Y/N)!" The boy screamed as he ran to you with his arms outstretched. He grabbed into a tight embrace swinging you about.

"(Y/N) where did you go? I was so worried for you but I'm happy you returned! I'll ask Jamil to prepare a feast for your return." The boy continued to prattle on happily as the guards chasing you both ran over to where you stood. They grabbed Samir by both arms and were prepared to drag him out. "Samir!" Kalim turned around to see who you spoke of and stared quizzically at the new face.

"Hello, I'm Kalim, who are you?" The guard interrupts Samir before he can speak. "Master Kalim this rabble claims to be a friend of Master (Y/N), we're simply kicking him out." Kalim waves his hands signaling for the guards to stop. "Nonsense of friends of (Y/N)'s is a friend of mine." He walks up Samir with a smile on his face. "Would you like to stay for the feast?" Samir nods as the guards let him go. Kalim smiles and ushers you away, not allowing you to talk for another second to your crush.

The feast was awkward as Kalim had you sitting beside him, and Samir was placed on the opposite end of the table. Kalim was trying to feed you himself which led you awkwardly rejecting him multiple times causing him to pout. As the servants came in with the food they halted as two majestic looking older people came in and sat at the head of the table. You guessed they were Kalim's parents and went to bow low like the rest of the servants. The older woman approached you and took your chin in her hand.

"I must say Kalim you do know how to pick your fiancés, they're absolutely exquisite." You flushed at the beautiful older woman's compliment, feeling very small in her gaze. "Fiancé?" You asked the woman almost by instinct. Where did Kalim's mother get that from? "Why yes fiancé. Don't be too shy (Y/N) we've heard all about how well you get along with our son and approve of your union." The older man spoke from the head of the table, servants tripping over themselves to serve him food. "I think you've got it wrong, (Y/N) isn't anyone's fiancé." Samir cut in which caused the older couple to glare at the man. "Who are you?" Kalim's mother asked stiffly as she took a seat in her chair. "I'm Samir, (Y/N)'s friend. We came to thank you for taking care of (Y/N) before leaving." Tension was building between the parents and your friend. This wasn't good.

The shattering of a glass caught your attention as you looked over a Kalim. He looked as if his heart had shattered in his chest. "You're leaving (Y/N)?" Kalim whimpered out like a kicked dog, causing your heart to swell with pity. "Kalim, you didn't think I was going to stay forever. Did you?" Kalim didn't answer as he lowered his head. Quiet sobs began to rack his body. "JAMIL! Take this unwanted guest away at once!" The man at the head of the table shouted fury ever present in his eyes. Jamil appeared out of thin air and grabbed Samir, who kicked and screamed in protest. "Samir!" You yelled; this was getting out of hand. If you knew this was going to happen, you wouldn't have returned.

"It's alright dear, no need to worry about him. He won't try and take you away from us." The older woman cooed as panic filled your eyes. "Us?" The woman smiled and nodded at the man at the head of the table. "We've never seen Kalim this happy before with anyone, this truly isn't something that money can buy." The man stated turning the guards near the table and nodding. The guards grabbed your arms and restrained you. "We'll take you to his room so you can begin preparations for the wedding at once." Wedding? No, they had it all wrong. "Let me go!" You shouted as you were dragged out of the dining room and into a familiar room. You were roughly placed on the bed. You ran after the guards but found yourself locked in Kalim's room. This was madness, Kalim's parents were insane! You pounded on the door till you ran out of energy. Defeated you slumped onto the floor and cried.

You awoke to the sound of the door opening, it was Kalim! Maybe he could be reasoned with. "Kalim, you've got to let me go!" You begged as you clung to his robes. Kalim wasn't looking you in the eyes. "Kalim please! I want to be with my family!" He still refused to look at you. "Kalim?" You softly asked trying to see his face. You wish you hadn't. His eyes held the most lovesick expression you had ever seen. You backed away from the boy slowly, who only followed you till you were against the bed. This wasn't good at all. "Sweetheart are you okay, you look terrified." Kalim cooed as he pressed kisses against any exposed skin he could see. "I am terrified of you Kalim. Your family is sick!" You complained as you tried to bat away his affections. Kalim continued to stay there and embrace you, while guiding you to the bed.

"You're probably just tired let's go to bed now." He cooed as he gently lay you beside him, wrapping his wings around you. You were trapped in the crazy butterfly's embrace and wanted out. The more you tried to resist golden powder floated around the air from his wings. You found yourself becoming drowsy as the pollen entered your system. No you needed to fight it off you needed to...

"Sleep my love, we have a busy day ahead of us..."

I know my parents are wrong but I'm too selfish to let you go.

[smoothies-are-cool]

bad idea

jealous!chris sturniolo x reader

summary: chris and reader have serious tension until they give in at a party.

warnings: pet names (baby, mama, ma), kissing, swearing, mention of y/n.

a/n: first fic so i hope its gooddd. i wrote this while listening to bad idea by dove cameron so that’s what this is inspired by :))

i met chris sturniolo when i was 16. he and his brothers came into my job and continued to come in everyday until one of them, nick, asked for my number and said he wanted to be friends. ever since then i’ve been super close with all of them.

chris had always been flirty with me and was known as a jealous guy, so when another guy got anywhere near me chris would be pissed. he would always joke about us dating or something and everytime i would tell him that we’re just friends.

8:43 pm - sturniolo residence

i was in nick’s bathroom, sitting on his counter so i could be closer to the mirror. i was touching up the last bits of my makeup for the party the triplets were invited to. they were each allowed one plus one but nick was the only triplet that actually wanted to bring someone. nick told me to hurry up and then left the room to put his shoes on.

getting off the counter i stepped into my dress, struggling to zip it all the way up. luckily for me, chris walked into the bathroom.

“hey you ready?” he asked, leaning against the doorway. he had a slight smirk on his face as he watched me struggle with my dress.

“almost but i can’t get this stupid fucking zipper. can you help me?” i huff, turning around and motioning to the zipper. he walks over to me, moving my hair out of the way, his fingers grazing the back of my neck as he did so.

he grabs the fabric just below the zipper, tugging it down slightly so it’s easier to zip the dress.

“there.” he smiles, moving my hair back to it’s place. the dress was a short, pink dress that hugged my curves perfectly. the heels i wore were short silver stilettos.

“thank you!” i walk past him, grabbing my heels and rushing downstairs. “okay okay i’m ready sorry!” i quickly apologize, all of us walking out the door.

9:15 pm - the middle of nowhere in the car

chris 🤍:

you look good ma

y/n <3:

thank you chris

chris 🤍:

i’m serious.

you look so fucking good

y/n <3:

i know

thank youuu

9:30 pm - the party

when we walk into the house the first thing i smell is weed and alcohol. my stomach churns at the smell. i sigh, already wanted to go home.

“what do we do now?” i ask as all of us stand awkwardly. almost on cue, one of chris’ friends walks up to us.

“YO STURNIOLOOO!” the kid yells, dapping up chris. i groan, immediately smelling the huge cloud of weed that followed him.

“oh my god i love this song!” nick beamed, pulling me towards the crowd of kids dancing. i smile hearing the song, dueces by chris brown playing.

“nick i’m in heels!” i laugh, practically tripping over my own feet. we made it to the dance floor in one piece and nick immediately started dancing. i stood there for a minute before i slowly started moving to the beat of the song. my hips swayed to the beat as one of my hands went in the hair.

“always hoping for the worst, waiting for me to fuck up.” i sing lightly, moving my hips as i slowly dropped closer to the floor. i felt eyes on me but ignored them as me and nick started dancing together.

10:58 pm - the party

me and nick had been dancing for at least an hour and i was so focused on dancing with my best friend that i didn’t even notice the guy come up behind me. when i felt someone grab my arm i quickly turned around.

“hey, i’m cameron.” he greeted, a smile on his face.

“y/n.” i say and he sticks his hand out for me to shake. i hesitate for a second. glancing around my surroundings i spot chris, who’s already looking at me. fuck he looks good. i shake off those thoughts and shake cameron’s hand.

“wanna dance?” i ask. he smiles and nods. we walk further into the dance floor, out of chris’ view. it’s for the sake of cameron because chris would be pissed.

11:03 pm - party still

me and cameron danced to one song before he was pulled away from me.

“hey baby.”

i look up to see chris. he wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

“who’s this?” chris asked, looking at cameron. chris’s jaw was clenched, he was very obviously pissed off.

“cameron.” cameron tells him.

“cool, so why were you dancing with my girlfriend?” my eyes go wide.

“uh sorry man she didn’t tell me she had a boyfriend.” cameron apologizes, walking away. i throw chris’s arm off me.

“what the fuck chris?!” i yell, making sure he can hear me over the music. he grabs my wrist and pulls me away from everyone. he walks us upstairs, finding an empty bathroom.

“chris what?” i question, watching as chris locks the bathroom door.

“why were you dancing with him?” he asks, dead serious. i almost laugh.

“because i wanted to have fun? why do you always do this?” i sigh, throwing my hands in the air in anger.

“you know why!” he shouts, my brows furrow together.

“no i don’t chris! you pull this shit every time, i genuinely don’t get it. do you just not want me to happy or something?” i snap, raising my voice even louder than his. one thing i’ve learned in life is that if someone is yelling at you just yell louder than them.

“i just don’t want you with anyone else!” he blurts out, immediately regretting it after saying it.

“shit.” he mutters, going to unlock the bathroom door. i quickly stop him, pushing the door closed.

“no no what do you mean?” i ask, looking up at him. he sighs.

“come on i’d like to think you’re not that stupid.” he moves closer to me, his hand resting on my forearm.

“no.” i shake my head, not wanting to believe it. he’s my best friend’s brother. how would they react? millions of thoughts run through my head. he nods his head and that was all i needed to confirm my suspicions.

“you really didn’t see it? me constantly flirting, calling you names and bringing up us dating. it was right there.” he explains, waiting for my response.

i look up at chris, my eyes meeting his. my breath hitches and my breath quickens.

“chris?” i whisper, inching closer to his face.

“yeah?” he softly says, his hands slowly moving up my arms. i shake my head, placing my hands on his cheeks and pushing my lips against his.

i pull away with a sigh.

“we shouldn’t be doing this chris.” i tell him, moving my hands down to his shoulders. we should be doing this, but yet i still wanted too.

“i know.” he whispers, slowly backing away from me. my eyes soften, realizing he thought i didn’t wanna do this.

i quickly grab his face, connecting our lips once again.

goosebumps ran down my body as chris’ hands went to my hips, lightly pushing my against the wall.

his hands dig into my hips causing me to let out a soft whimper. he took the opportunity to slide his tongue in my mouth. our tongues fought for dominance. his hands started roaming my body

“you’re so beautiful mama.” chris tells me, pulling away from the kiss and resting his forehead on my own.

i smile, pressing my lips to his again only to be cut off by a pounding on the door. i let out a gasp, jumping.

“y/n are you in there?”

“yeah!” i shout.

“have you seen chris? i can’t find him!” nick screams over the loud music. my eyes go wide.

“no i haven’t seen him.” i lie, looking up at chris who was struggling to get his laughter in.

“can you help me look? matt’s ready to leave.” nick tells me.

“yeah i’ll be out in a minute.” i yell to which i receive an ‘okay’ before he walked away.

me and chris looked up at each other and we bursted out laughing.

“i love you chris.” i tell him, hugging him too.

“i love you more baby.” he hugs me back, his arms going around my torso.

a/n: okay so first fic was written. i hate this icl and it took me like an hour even though it sucked but i kept listening to mesmerize by ja rule and ashanti so i powered through. i hope you like it atleast a little bit <33

@worldlxvlys 🤍

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Short replies today! A couple of follow-ups and miscellaneous ones, and quite a lot of Crewel/Deuce related replies~ A bit unhinged at times.

Anonymous asked:

anon that wanted more info in Edmund here, can confirm nebula college is going on my patiently-waiting-to-be-fed list

Hehehe YESSS Thank you so much, Anon!! I can’t express how happy I am that you are interested in it. And since, once again, Katsu does the majority of the heavy lifting when it comes to anything Nebula-related, I’m right here with you waiting to be fed >:3

Anonymous asked:

I wanna see a spin off called Mobile bs the World, where Mobile has to fight Wallace’s Yandere evil ex Todd to date him.

Omg Anon, please have mercy, Todd isn’t surviving this. This isn’t going to be much of a fight… I feel like Mobile is a much more powerful psychic than Todd, he also has the power of intelligence and Wallace’s love 😔

That being said, I can picture this battle ending unexpectedly and quickly not because of Mobile’s psychic powers, but because Wallace would be confused about why Todd thinks he is an ex – he isn’t, they weren’t dating after all. After hearing that Todd is just going to disintegrate…

I ship them so much. 💪😔

Anonymous asked:

on april fools we are going to get our lovable robot dog in the global version of twisted wonderland. I feel like this means something

“Oh you thought it was a Disney Otome game? Jokes on you: this is a cyborg dog BL VN, and Ortho is the main character, and he is out to get everyone” 😔 Definitely.

Anonymous asked:

I hate how im now wondering if now duece is going to be imagining teacher x student stuff now, with him being the student. Lol

I think we got this one before posting yesterday’s Crewel/Deuce piece, so uhhh congratulations, Anon, you saw right through us lol

The idea definitely never occurred to him before, I feel like Deuce is the type to get surprised by the fact that his teachers in fact do have their private lives and even have sex… such a big and wild idea for his silly pretty head. But he won’t judge!!

Anonymous asked:

by any chance could that new deuce and crewel art have anything to do with deuce seeing him buy a shit ton of condoms? *Don't mind me and my horny fantasies*

Yep~ This is pretty much a follow-up, although I’m not sure how these pieces are tied story-wise. Maybe they aren’t, but both are teasing the same thing – Deuce would look hot when dominated by Crewel.

I think our conclusion is that this bad boy is being punished for being oh so nosy and falling on the floor in front of his professor… he seemed like he really craved his attention, and he got it <3

(fully ignoring the fact that it was Ace who pushed poor Deucey)

furubatsu asked:

Why do I imagine that last Crewel and Deuce pic just being poor Deucy's dream (or nightmare, depending on how panicked he would be waking up) for the next week after that encounter? Poor boy's squirming every homeroom and potions class for ages until Crewl has to sit him down and talk about it.

Yeah, a couple of people mentioned that it looks like Deuce is having a dream/nightmare, and honestly the concept is very hot lol Especially if this is like you described. i.e. the thought/scenario is haunting Deuce and leaves him extremely flustered, confused, unfocused and freaked out.

He could live in this anguish a little bit before this dream becomes reality… just as he convinces himself that stuff of that sort wouldn’t happen to him.

Anonymous asked:

Looks like deuce is getting some extra credit either that or punishment for failing a test or an assignment

Once again, also an option lol Out of all the student characters, I feel like Deuce fits this “punishment for failing a test/getting extra credit” scenario the most, maybe it’s because of how hard he tries to get better and how prone he is to doubting himself. He is also pretty gullible, so an easy target for Crewel, but not so easy that Crewel wouldn’t even get interested in him.

Anonymous asked:

I rise once again from the dead for one reason. Actually, many, your art is absolutely delicious still.

Anyways, thank you for the Crewel content. Have a funny little storytime from earlier this day.

It's has become an inside joke now because we sent it to one of us who dyed his hair dark slate and cut it short recently. It started with the comic where we noticed he lowkey looked like Deuce. So the next day, when we saw the follow-up, we got his ass while he was on a coffee date with his current fling. I facetimed him like it was an emergency and then immediately showed the picture to ask for clarification for where he was last night. Got a chuckle out of his date[he's a vibe], but our friend is mad at us now

- 🐩 anon

Good to hear from you again, 🐩 anon, I’m glad you’re enjoying our stuff~ And your friends too I guess LOL

Oh god, your poor friend. Being outed like that by some rando’s drawing from the internet, I am so sorry 😔 I’m glad his date found it funny though!

Anonymous asked:

do you have any more twst teacher x student ships?👀

Hmm, I don’t think so? Nothing major that I can think of, at least. But we do think of some boys with Crewel here and there: Epel could fulfill a similar role to Deuce because he also has to work extra hard for good grades + a bit gullible; Idia is our favourite boy and could also technically be used for shipping purposes here because of his unique circumstances (i.e. he doesn’t always go to classes, but has to be present during some lab work, so Crewel has extra reasons to pay attention). We’ve talked about Crewel and Vil before but it doesn’t quite give us the sparkles we need, even though we have nothing against it; and we’ve talked about potential Trein ships (or lack thereof) in this post.

I also have a huge beef with Vargas because I can’t figure out why he just doesn’t click with us. Maybe it’s his design? Maybe it’s his attitude? Which is bullshit, because I can imagine someone similar to him working wonderfully, but with Vargas it’s crickets, unfortunately. Which is SUCH A SHAME, because this man CANONICALLY RUINED Idia’s thighs and physically completely exhausted him MULTIPLE TIMES, and this is SUCH OUR THEME TO PLAY WITH, but somehow it just doesn’t work. 😔  

Anonymous asked:

Is is it bad that part of me can see Crewel having one of his dogs (likely a Dalmatian) fucking Deuce as punishment while Deuce is begging for Crewels cock

Anon, yes. Yes, this is very bad, and we agree with you and support you. You’re saying things that people are afraid of saying out-loud. Pups should play with pups...

Anonymous asked:

Soooo…I saw the don’t look at him art of Idia on Bluesky and….Idia…Baby…I’m sorry but you’re way too pretty not to look at. Or stare at. Or…do other things to. Apologies for the unrestrained thirst…

Ohh, that’s an old one! I’m glad you liked it <3

Idia needs to get over himself and accept the fact that he is going to be looked at. Stared at, event <3 Such a pretty pink thing.

Anonymous asked:

I mean…Idia COULD conceivably cosplay as Hatsune Miku without any issues. Plus, he’d look super cute in pigtails. You could occasionally give one a good tug.

Sounds absolutely wonderful, but I feel like if anyone proposed the idea to Idia, he would reply with the biggest “no way” in return. Not only it attracts attention to his hair, everyone’s going to laugh at him for going for a cute anime girl cosplay! This isn’t fun, this is public humiliation! Yada yada lol

I feel like nothing is going to convince him that cosplaying as Hatsune Miku is a good idea… well, maybe Ortho’s puppy eyes could bully him into considering it.

Anonymous asked:

Dare I ask who was doing Idia while he was a maid?

Hmm,  maybe I’m just shit at remembering my own art, but the only maid-related Idia drawing that I can think of is Lilidia one… and Idia wasn’t a maid on this one either, it was Lilia who banged him while looking all pretty uwu

Anonymous asked:

The day I forget to go anonymous is the day I cry. anyways more Adeuce PLEASE those two idiots are my comfort ship aghhhh they are so cute I will crush them with my bare hands

Thank you so much, Anon! We love ADeuce a lot, and I hope we’ll have more stuff with them in the future. We do have some sketches, but who knows when we’ll get to finishing them :(

Also no worries about being anon; if you ever accidentally forget about it, just shoot me another ask or a DM about it, and I’ll post your ask anonymously. I’m not replying to them directly anyways, so it’s all good.

Anonymous asked:

the way you draw violet is so... delicious. *Eats your art and leaves no crumbs*

Thank you so much~ He is our beloved depressed artistic kitten <3 bon appétit.

[not-a-good-writer]

The Midnight Crew relationship hcs

AN: This is strictly going off the intermission because homestuck lore is too complicated for me :p

CW: swearing, brief mention of violence

♠ Spades Slick ♠

Being the leader of the group, he's got a reputation to uphold. He's the toughest gang leader around, and he'll be damned if he ever gets caught being all affection and shit.

So, no PDA from this guy. The most he'll do is wrap his arm around your shoulders or waist, maybe hold hands. In private though, he'll be more physically affectionate but not by a whole lot.

His love language is acts of service. He believes actions speak louder than words, and he's not great with talking about his feelings anyway. He'd much rather show you his devotion, whether that be by taking you to your favorite places on dates, helping you with chores around the base, or killing that one guy that pissed you off the other day.

He seldom calls you by any pet names, but when he does, it's usually toots or babe.

♦ Diamonds Droog ♦

Diamonds is a very suave and sophisticated man. He's pretty much the definition of a gentleman.

He likes taking you out on real nice dates. Candlelit dinners, dancing, anything fancy.

His love language is gift giving, through and through. He's gonna spoil you rotten. See a piece of jewellery you like? It's yours. Can't choose between two pairs of shoes? He'll buy you both. Seriously, don't take this man shopping with you if you don't want him buying you anything you look at for more than five seconds.

It's not like he can't afford it either. The Midnight Crew steals makes good money, so you don't have to worry about that. He likes buying you so many things because it's his way of showing you that you mean far more to him than anything material, so much so that he's willing to go bankrupt for you.

The pet names he'd give you would be doll, dollface, dear, and darling.

♣ Clubs Duece ♣

Clubs is a total sweetheart, obviously. He's completely head over heels for you, and he makes sure you know it.

His love language is both quality time and words of affirmation. He just loves spending time with you. Doesn't really matter what you do, as long as he's with you he's happy. He also praises you a lot, whether it be in the form of compliments, declarations of his love, or telling you how proud he is, it really seems like he doesn't have anything bad to say about you.

PDA? Not a problem! If you wanna hug him, kiss him, hold his hand or whatever in front of other people go right ahead! To him, there's no reason to conceal your relationship. He'd be willing to shout how much he loves you from the rooftops.

His pet names for you would be, honey, angel, baby, and gummybear.

♥ Hearts Boxcars ♥

Despite being the crew's muscle, Hearts is quite the romantic and has a big soft spot for you. What can he say? You just make his melt!

His love language would be physical touch. If he got back from a tiring job, the only thing he'd want is to just cuddle you or have you cuddle him.

He doesn't mind a bit of PDA. He'll be happy to hold your hand, or give you a quick hug or kiss.

His pet names for you would be sweetheart, love, and darling

[spiralwriting]

Floyd Leech x Introverted! Reader

Third person narrative

Gender neutral

Fluff

Everyone has a social battery, and it recharges depending on how many people you interact with and who you surround yourself with during the course of a day. For some, more is better and for others... not so much.

I'm the latter.

Although it's not Because I hate people or interacting with them, it's just so draining having to keep up with more than one person at a time, multiple times a day; it gets exhausting. So, instead of going out with friends and partying late into the night, as many other students here tend to do, I just recline into the cleanest piece of furniture in my dusty dorm and watch a comedy without worrying about people barging in and ruining my comfortable solitude.

Well... Normally that's the case. Sometimes Ace is once again cast from his dorm after another broken rule, often dragging Duece not too far behind. Sometimes it's Epel desperate to escape the clutches of Vil for just one night. These interruptions are regular, but never enough to run me ragged because I didn't get enough alone time before the morning.

Although, I've been more and more fatigued lately, thanks to a certain cunning eel. Floyd Leech: any introvert's worse nightmare and greatest enemy. People like Floyd are the ones that drag you every which way in a futile attempt to quench their boredom, taking pleasure in tormenting quiet kids like me that are too polite to say otherwise. His ability to drain me of any previous energy in the short space of an hour is truly a feat, something he's mastered and something he most definitely enjoys.

Though... I'd be lying if I said he was a complete nuance. Sure, he's erratic and unpredictable, but when his day has been trying and he's on his last thread, mood seemingly beyond repair, he seems to quite enjoy his trips to ramshackle. For once, he's quiet and still, sitting on the opposite end of the couch, head on a clenched fist as he glares daggers at the TV, and that's how he'll remain until the silly show finally cracks a laugh out of him. Then, before we know it, Jade's knocking at the door and dragging Floyd with him to return to Octavinelle for the night, kicking and screaming the whole way out the door as I wave them off and leave to head to bed myself.

How this started, I genuinely don't know, but it's become an almost nightly ritual. He storms in, slamming the door, stomping to the couch and throwing himself down on the dusty cushions. I ask a simple question: 'sit in silence?' and he'll only grunt in return. Every time it happens, it happens in the same predictable way, I'm honestly surprised he hasn't gotten bored of it yet.

I've often wondered why he enjoys our quiet time so much, and I'm left with silly, half-truths that he flings around carelessly. However, it's obvious that Floyd just doesn't want me to know the truth, not willing to be seen as vulnerable, too afraid to be taken advantage of in the same way he's done to many others.

But it's clear that having someone who doesn't reminisce about when he wasn't as fickle as a child like Jade or Azul or doesn't call him selfish and shallow like many others, is a refreshing and welcome change. He just wants someone who merely understands that this is how he is, no way around it and doesn't try to change his mood to fit what they think it should be. Someone who accepts him for him. Someone willing and patient to sit and wait it out with him.

So, I don't let the sharp expression and threatening posture throw me off as I sit with him, simply waiting like I know he wants me to. He appreciates it, that much is clear. It makes him feel human, accepted, seen and most importantly, it makes him feel loved.

And he wouldn't choose to have it any other way.

[theseaofstarlitdreams]

Twisted wonderland Angst

are you ready to read some angst i made at 2:am bc i was high on caffeine? I HOPESO SO LETS GET INTO IT.

TW- major character death (Yuu dies) heavy angst no comfort, bad grammar, basic angst trigger warnings FYI-Yuu is using he/they pronouns(like mine.), but i'll try to use they more.

this is going to suck but who cares? please do read the TW, I don't wanna trigger anything

A BIT OF INFO-a blot phantom started to attack the school,IDK how but just go with it I guess

3rd person POV-

Fire scorched throughout the collage campus. Bodies were everywhere Yuu stepped, and the cries of the damned echoed through the chaos, like a never-ending melody of pain and suffering. Yuu ran and ran, their breath growing heavier with each passing moment. Blood poured from their wounds, almost like popping open a bottle of blood-red wine. Yuu's feet seemed to have a mind of their own, for they kept running, even though each step felt like walking on broken glass. None of that mattered to Yuu, for all they cared about was finding Grimm.

Yuu finally came across Grimm. But he was in no condition to fight the monster.Grimm's right ear had a piece missing, and lots of gashes and wounds bleeding. "Oh gods, Grimm! "Yuu murmured to the cat, "Let's get you healed. "Grimm's blue eyes peered at the person holding him."Y-Yuu? Are you alri-"Grimm got cut off by yelling. "YUU!GRIMM!"Called Ace. He surprisingly looked unscathed. "Ace," Yuu said," take Grimm the hospital wing. Get him healed as soon as you can.I need to go do something." Handing the cat to the ginger, Yuu took off, leaving Ace to help Grimm.

. . . . . . . Yuu staggered, running as best as he could, as far as possible from that monster. It held a dagger with swords floating around its distasteful head. The beast roared, following. There was nobody to help Ramshackle's Prefect, with nobody but them around. With a sudden movement, a sword came down, piercing into Yuu's back, Knocking them down. Turning their head just in time to watch the beast float away, most likely to find its next Victim, Yuu crawled over to the nearest solid surface, which happened to be an apple tree. Propping themself into a sitting position, Yuu pulled off the locket that they held a picture of the first-year gang in. "heh, I’m gonna miss you guys,huh."They chuckled to nobody. Memorys washed over Yuu, as if he was watching a movie. . . . . . . .". ACE! "Deuce yelled, "WHERE IS MY HISTORY NOTEBOOK! I KNOW YOU HAVE IT" "Uh,Duece,bestie,"Ace started, "I kinda,sorta lost it..." "YOU WHAT-" . . . *BOOM* Epel blinked,"well, that ain't good." Jack groaned"our alchemy assignment just blew up Epel,of course its not good," . . . .. . . ."YUU~YUU~"Ace sang."What Ace?"Yuu asked."well," Ace started *SMACK* The ginger wacked Yuu across the head with a textbook. . . . . . . . Yuu wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry, knowing that they were going to die and will never see their friends or family again. And yet.Yuu was..happy,They smiled faintly before whispering to themself,"I'm going to come back as a ghost and kill those idiots...."A single tear ran down Yuu face as they slowly lost conscious. Listening to the ballad of screams and sheer pain, and panic of the people who were being pulverized by the monster, Yuu had one single thought,'Time eats all in the end..”

With one last deep breath,Yuu's pulse came to a stop.

this was shorter then i planned

[smoothmedia]

Shows I've Seen Every Episode

Alice in Borderland

Arcane: League of Legends

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Banshee

Big Little Lies

Black Mirror

Breaking Bad

Chappelle Show

Cobra Kai

Cyberpunk: Edgerunner

Dark

Deadwood

Dexter

Dragon Ball Z (Kai, Super)

Family Guy

Fargo

Friends

Futurama

Game of Thrones

Hawkeye

Heroes

Homeland

House of the Dragon

How to get away with Murder

Hunter X Hunter

Invincible

Jett

Loki

Lost

Lovecraft Country

Mad Men

Moon Knight

Mr. Robot

Ms. Marvel

Narcos

Naruto

Only Murders in the Building

Ozark

Oz

Poker Face

Prison Break

Ray Donovan

Reacher

Rick & Morty

She Hulk

Smash

Sons of Anarcy

South Park

Stranger Things

Sword Art Online

The Boondocks

The boys

The Duece

The Falcon and Winter Solider

The Last of Us

The Sopronos

The Wire

The Witcher

True Blood

True Detective

Wandavision

Warrior

Watchmen

Wednesday

You

Shows I Never Seen Any Episode Of

American Gods

American Horror Story

Atlanta

Barry

Berserk

Billions

Black Clover

Black Sails

Boardwalk Empire

Brooklyn Nine Nine

Castlevania

Chernobyl

Community

Doctor Who

Dr. Stone

Euphoria

Firefly

Ironfist

Kingdom

Luke Cage

My Dress up Darling

Naruto: Shippuden

Outlander

Parks & Recreaction

Peacemaker

Rome

Sense8

Severance

Smallville

Star Wars (Any of them... The Clone Wars, Bad Batch, The Book of Bobafett, Visions, Andor, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Tales of the Jedi etc.)

Steins Gate

Succession

Superstore

Supernatural

Ted Lasso

The Defenders

The Fear of the Walking Dead

The Last Kingdom

The Legend of Korra

The Owl House

The Punisher

The Sandman

The White Lotus

Vikings

Vinland Saga

What we do in the Shadows

Yellowstone

Shows I've Started But Haven't Finished (Last episode I seen in parentheses)

Assassination Classroom (episode 4)

Attack on Titan (Season 2 Episode 12 "Scream")

Battlestar Galactica (Episode 11)

Beef (Epsiode 4)

Better Call Saul (I dont remember but I believe I seen most of Season 1)

Bleach (Never seen but I read the Manga, even that Alphabet war arc)

Chainsaw Man (Episode 2)

Deathnote (About 3 episodes)

Demon Slayer (Episode 7)

Daredevil (I think I saw 1 or 2 episodes but dont remember)

Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood (Episode 14 or 15)

Gravity Falls (Episode 1)

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia (seen 3 or 4 episodes here and there)

Jessica Jones (Season 1)

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure (Season 1, Episode 5)

Jujutsu Kaisen (Only 1 epsiode)

Money Heist (Season 3)

My Hero Academia (About 33 episodes)

One Piece (I read the Manga to Wano, so in episode terms I'm probably around episode 960)

Orphan Black (2 Seasons)

Peaky Blinders (Season 1)

Power (Season 1)

Ranking of Kings (6 episodes)

Rings of Power (Episode 2)

Snowfall (Season 1)

Solar Opposites (One episode)

Spy x Family (Episode 9)

Swarm (Episode 4)

The 100 (Season 1)

The Leftovers (Season 1)

The Legend of Vox Machina (Episode 3)

The Office (Season 2 Episode 6 "The Fight")

The Orville (Season 1, Episode 3)

The Umbrella Academy (Season 1, Episode 2)

The Walking Dead (For the tv show, somewhere in Season 6, I never met Neagan. But I have read the comics)

Titans (Season 3, Episode 2)

Twin Peaks (Episode 1)

Westworld (Season one)

[wenchyfloozymoo]

Steph Curry Night Night T-Shirt

The new Steph Curry 'night night' T-shirt has been making the rounds on e-commerce sites like Etsy. Fans were surprised to see the bold white lettering on his 'back again' T-shirt during the championship parade. Clearly, this was a response to the bar he visited in Boston. The cool detail quickly caught on among fans. Steph Curry's 'night night' gesture became an iconic celebration throughout the playoffs, not to mention its runway and social media stardom.

Steph Curry's 'night night' gesture became an iconic celebration throughout the playoffs

Stephen Curry's 'night night' gesture has become a staple of the postseason. While many NBA players lose their motivation and edge after winning four championships, Curry has not. He has never lost that chip off his shoulder and will continue to listen to critics. Here's the story of how Curry's 'night night' gesture became an iconic celebration throughout the playoffs.

After the Warriors won the NBA championship, they celebrated in downtown San Francisco. Team members Draymond Green and Klay Thompson were in attendance. The iconic 'night night' gesture became an instant classic. Curry made the gesture after hitting a dagger three, signaling to his opponents that they'd been put to bed. The gesture has become part of Warriors culture and is likely to appear on t-shirts soon.

In addition to being one of the most memorable moments in NBA history, Curry's 'night night' T-shirt became an instant classic. Fans started buying the shirt, which had bold white lettering, to celebrate his win. The message was catchy, and fans began reliving his victory by imitating it. The Warriors were swept by the Boston Celtics and are now one win away from a championship.

It became a runway staple

The oversized turtleneck has become a definite winter essential. These cozy shirts can range in length from ultra-roomy to mid-thigh. Other cold-weather staples are polo sweaters. This throwback style was a runway staple in the aughts, but has been updated with a fresh, modern appeal. A classic, slightly slouchy fit and collar are the keys to this easygoing style. Choose from a variety of colors to match your mood.

The NBA star wore an Oakland fashion designer's clothing during the tunnel walk, which is considered a runway in itself. It is this way that basketball players flex their personal style on their way to the locker room, where the images are published in men's magazines. It was a win-win situation for the NBA and fashion designers. While this is an example of a player's fashion sense, the outfits of other athletes are also a platform for black designers.

Despite being an NBA star, the sky-blue sweater isn't exactly your typical basketball player's t-shirt. This sky-blue piece was made in Ghana and sourced from African artisans. The resulting design, a collaboration between Mr. Curry and designer Whitney Michel, a Parsons grad, combines a minimalist aesthetic with a casual feel. The results were a stylish, high-quality sweater that was both fashionable and comfortable.

It became a social media star

The witty, socially-conscious tee of the NBA star turned out to be a social media sensation when the player wore it at a bar. The shirt read "Duece Tatum, Riley Curry" - spelled Deuce. Riley is the daughter of the Warriors star. The reporter asked the star about the shirt and Curry didn't elaborate. After all, a social media star has to look good, right?

The 'night night' T-shirt has become a social media sensation after it became an instant hit. Its design is a clever response to the recent incident in which a Boston bar fired shots at Steph Curry. Fans were captivated by this cool detail, and the shirt quickly became an instant hit. However, it doesn't stop there. There are more than a few e-commerce websites offering it for sale - Etsy is the most popular place to find the T-shirt.

Stephen Curry has always been known as "The Chef," but his wife Ayesha Curry is the real cooking talent in the Curry family. She has multiple cook books and her own cooking show on Food Network. As a result, her husband has gotten some major endorsements for her latest creation. It is not hard to see why Curry's wife Ayesha Curry has such an adorable social media following.

https://hersmiles.co/product/steph-curry-night-night-shirt/

[one-piece-but-smitten]

Side Characters and Affection

I personally believe these characters deserve proper recognition and I am doing my best to provide it here

Heat: He's less about words and more about action. His way of saying "I love you" is probably holding a few of your fingers and giving them a little squeeze, or locking pinkies with you. Subtle little notes of affection only the two of you can understand. Of course, he's much more grandiose with his physical affection when it's just you and him. He likes holding you to him and just talking about random things that make no sense.

Wire: Though he's a bit stoic in his general appearance, Wire is very shy when it comes to love. He doesn't refuse you or your affection, but he has a great big blush every time you give it to him. Wire does his best to express his love for you, but it can be a little hard to get the communication clear. He's definitely a catch, all you need is patience.

Hildon: Without a doubt, this bat fellow will treat you right. A major fan of PSA (Public Show of Affection), he's there to hols hands with you whenever you need him. His favorite show of affection is touching foreheads. He finds it endearing and genuine. Make sure you don't give him too much at one time, though. It may give him an overload.

Shyarly: Shyarly is most definitely a sweet-talker. She makes it a mission to fluster you as she whispers new ways of saying "I love you" into your ear. She likes being a big spoon, but she won't refuse a hug from behind. Because of her size, she ensures that she's gentle when giving you affection.

Fukaboshi: Being a prince, Fukaboshi was raised to be devoted and respectful to his partners. He's a big fan of cuddling, but all he really wants is to spend time with you. Even if it's just giving each other a smile, small bouts of affection in your togetherness will go a long way.

Duece: Although he's a bit anxious when it comes to PSA, Duece is very fond of tender moments behind closed doors. Peppering you with kisses is his favorite pastime, and he enjoys laying his head against your chest when the both of you cuddle. As long as you let him know it's okay to let loose sometimes, you'll have a very faithful partner indeed.

Wanda: Though she acts serious for the sake of her work, it's obvious that she's very open about her affection. She likes to listen to you, and doesn't mind holding you in her arms when you need it. Wanda's favorite kind of affection is giving you kisses when nobody is looking. She just wants to let you know how much she loves you, whether it be through a kiss or just telling you herself.

Bepo: Bepo's very sensitive, and he cares a lot about what you think. He's a very affectionate person, prone to hugging and physical contact even subconsciously. He needs attention from time to time, as he's self-conscious and might read too much into things.

If I think up any more underappreciated side characters, I'll do more of this! Hell, if you all can think of any, send em in!

(Edit: NOT ME FORGETTING THE TAGS)

[snailor-bee]

One Piece Headcanons: Whitebeard Pirates Edition!

Okay so after seeing Foz's amazing art of Whitebeard in pearls that they drew for me, my friend Angel was like "I'm starting to feel like pearls are your style." Which got me wheezing because pearls are definitely a Foz art staple but also pearls just happen to be my favorite so I'm always like "oh yes bring on the pearls" so I guess we're both pearl enthusiasts. ANYWAYS what this all means is I had a cute and fun conversation with @aifozu and @itsthefandommash about the Whitebeard Pirates and pearls and I wanted to share!

Situation: A look at how pearls relate to the Whitebeard Pirates. Characters: Pops, Marco, Ace, Deuce, Thatch, Izou, Vista, Rakuyo, Namur, Haruta, Jozu

The Whitebeard Pirates have a monopoly on pearls. No one quite understands why but they buy them up like crazy. They pushed very hard to get an island that was technically under Marine protection to become a Whitebeard Territory, which was unusual in of itself. Most of the time islands begged them for protection. It wasn't until after it joined the long list of Whitebeard Islands, that people understood. The island was known for its pearls.

When a new member of the crew joins, they are bought to a large chest and told to pick at least two. When it's opened, most are not overly shocked to see it stuffed to the brim with pearls, every color and size imaginable. Whitebeard Pirates are known for it, afterall although no one really knows the significance. New members see how many Whitebeard Pirates walk around with pearls, clearly it means something to the crew.

No one says anything when a newly minted member selects two, digging carefully for a very long time to pick their perfect pearls. Nor does anyone breathe a word when someone else swipes the first two from the very top without a glance. Or when someone grabs a handful, or two, or even more. At least two is vague, but Whitebeard remembers what it was like to have nothing. Even if treasure never amounted to much for him personally, if someone takes more than their fair share of pearls, no one says a word. They understand what it's like to want.

After the newest nakama chose their pearls, they are told that one is to be given to Pops. They are led to his room, and when they step inside most gasp with surprise. It's a huge room, obviously, to house such a large man. But it's also covered in strings and strings of pearls. There are tiny hooks in the ceiling that the pearls are draped over, others dangle down the walls. His room is covered, one pearl for every child. More than a thousand pearls, all in one room. It is always a sight to behold.

"Why pearls?" People wonder. And only nakama are ever told. We are all children of the sea and pearls are made by the sea. Pops never wanted for treasure, but pearls always held a special place in his heart. So, the Whitebeard Pirates have pearls.

When a new nakama drink a sake cup and become family, many are proud to have their very own pearl shining on a necklace, or a bracelet, or an earring. Others might have it sewn into their clothes and still others have it hidden away in a room. Everyone shows their love differently and every type of love is accepted. They are family and they are loved.

Whitebeard Pirates and their Pearls

Marco

Blue pearl necklace, on a gold chain. His belt also has a few small pearl accents.

Ace

It was hard for him to pick at first, but he finally settled on a black pearl. He didn't wear the pearl at first until someone made him a thin jute rope bracelet, the black pearl woven in. Now he wears it with pride.

Thatch

Has a large brown pearl set in a gold ring. It goes on his middle finger but he rarely wears it, usually preferring to have it on a chain under his shirt. But when they go on shore leave he makes sure to put it on.

Izou

His "first" pearls were a lovely purple that he made into earrings. However nowadays he has every color of pearl with every accessory. He has to match whatever he's wearing, afterall.

Vista

Wears a silver-white pearl on a hat pin in his top hat. Sometimes people try to poke fun at him until he pokes back with his sword and they shut up. He likes his hat pin very much, thank you.

Rakuyo

Wears a gold pearl that dangles from one of his hoop earrings.

Namur

At first Namur didn't wear his. He felt too awkward about it, too out of place maybe. Even if the Whitebeard Pirates accepted him, accepted fish people in general, he still felt apart for the first few years. After becoming 8th Division Commander and seeing the love the crew had for him, he felt comfortable enough to showcase his pearl. It's a shiny grey and as his webbed fingers prevented a normal ring, he had it embedded in his middle finger. (A little bit to match Thatch, but don't tell him, it would go to his head.) It's subtle and not many people notice. But Namur does and that's all that matters.

Haruta

Powder green and he wears it on a fancy brooch. It matches his outfit perfectly.

Jozu

Still keeps his in his room. He had chosen a large, lumpy off-white pearl for himself. Sometimes he takes it out to hold it and rub a thumb across its textured surface. It calms him.

Deuce

A light blue, he wears it on a leather bracelet.

Pops

Would laugh at the question. He has over a thousand pearls, why does he need one of his own? The classic white pearl, set in silver on a ring on his finger says otherwise.

[mudd-art]

Cornelia & Banshee are now my only interest in one piece & they've never appeared in the comic pages.

Oda can design women. If they're background characters. These two look so good!

Ace knows how to find them.

[tearsofalynx]

was deuce’s reaction to ace’s death ever shown? has it been talked about at all?

[kyoto-does-things]

Deuce!

This’ll look better digitally colored, they said. it wont take too long, they said.

started off as a pencil sketch and i went “nah i can do better”  go read @whirlybirdwhat​ ‘s amazing one piece fic sea of monsters you’ll love it.

[sabrina-senpai]

Random scenario I thought of while reading a twst fanfic

Some random student in alchemy class: *accidentally bumps into y/n* oh my great seven I am so sorry!!

Y/n: *falls while holding a beaker* *beaker breaks and glass shards stab Y/n's arm* Ah- fuckkkk!

Ace: Yo Y/n you good?

Duece: *Helping Y/n up* do they look like they're okay!?

Y/n: No no- it's fine Duece- I've been through worse 😃

Entire class: *stares*...what?

Y/n: Nevermind 😒 anyway! Does anyone have tweezers or something I can use to pull these shards out??

Random student 2: *Shakily hands Y/n tweezers* H-here you go...

Duece: Y-Y/n we should just get you to the infirmary-

Y/n: thanks for worrying Duece but I'll be fine, *starts taking shards out one by one*

Y/n: okay, now..does anyone have rubbing alcohol or hand sanitizer?

Ace: wait- you're just gonna willingly put rubbing alcohol on you wound!? That shits gonna hurt!!-

Random student 1: H-here you can have it! And again I'm really sorry!

Y/n: it's okay- *starts putting rubbing alcohol on wounds*

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RS(random student) 6: How are they so calm- that must hurt. 😬😶

*Whole class just stares as Y/n continues applying alcohol on their bloody ass wounds*

Y/n: Look, I may look calm on the outside...but on the inside I'm screaming

bloody fucking murder 🙂😃

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Crewel: I'm back pups- *sees Y/n's bandaged arm* Y/n puppy are you okay!? What did these muts do this time!?

Y/n: someone accidentally bumped into me while I was carrying a beaker and it broke and my arm got stabbed by a few pieces, so I cleaned up my wound and bandaged it up. But I'm fine don't worry- *whispers* I've been through worse 🙂

Everyone: ...😨😰

Inspired by this (idk if this works)

[mellowshipsu]

Um, hi? I’ve never done this before but I’d like to request a twst ship.

I’m an introvert autistic person with high anxiety who likes reading, acting, video games, and writing stories. I can have a really bad temper when I’m pushed or it builds up but I don’t like reaching that point.

I don’t really like most people (extroverts scare the hell out of me) but if I’m friends with a person I will spoil them rotten any way I can and take care of them. Getting on their bad side means being on my bad side.

I have a hard time focusing on subjects if I’m not interested in them but I still try to do my best. Art related stuff I really enjoy.

I’m not one to leap at the first sign to help someone but I will if no one else will, I hate seeing people being ignored when they clearly need help. I definitely prefer to keep to myself and stay in the background (I have a list of rules)

I’m not sure what else to add so I’ll stop here…

Not the best at academics, but art you excel.

A great artist in the making and everyone could tell.

Especially in the eyes of the man whose heart you stole.

He is your biggest fan of your artistic soul.

Whenever you are in trouble even if you don't ask for it, he's always there to aid.

He's dedicated to you, the freshman---

Deuce Spade!

(image by: ikathousandflowers)

When you first met Deuce, he ran to you begging for your help. It was his turn to paint the white roses red and he had no one to help him, so he went to you. You asked him why and he answered he knows you were an amazing artist, he'll see your paintings in class, surely painting roses would be a breeze for you! After a few moments you sighed in defeat and you went with Duece to paint the roses red.

An hour passed and you two finally finished painting the roses. Duece smiled brightly and thanked you for helping him. He then invited you to the unbirthday party, but you declined. It surprised him but you explained you hate being around crowds of people. He went into thought for a moment before coming up with an idea, he asked you to sit down on the garden bench and wait for him. And you did and watch the odd boy run off.

After a few minutes he carefully walked back with two red gift bags. You cocked an eyebrow as he set them down and took out plastic plates, two cups, a thermos, and two pieces of blueberry tarts. He figured you two can still enjoy the spoils of the unbirthday party together, with Trey and Riddle's permission of course. You smiled, not about to turn down free food, so you joined him for tea and tarts.

The next few days, Deuce will go out of his way to find you. He would want to talk, bring you an iced coffee, study with you even though the both of you weren't the greatest in academics, and once a week you will help him paint the roses red.

One day he went up to you blushing. He was shaking and stumbled over his words. You just stood there awkwardly staring, wondering what was wrong with him.

He clenched his eyes closed and blurted, "I-I really like you... Please go out with me!"

You blushed, "... Sure."

His eyes snapped open and he smiled, "Really??"

You nodded and he happily threw his fist in the air and celebrated. You flinched in surprise at his outburst, he noticed and apologized, he was just really excited to finally ask you out.

You rolled your eyes and called him a 'dork', but now he was your dork.

"Thank you for painting the roses with me. I enjoy spending time with you. Oh by the way... my mother would like to meet you over break. I-If that's okay with you of course! ... Huh? You would? *smiles* I'm so happy."