#enma yuuken x you

[loveydovey-leviathan]

‘helping’ them do their situps | yuuken & yuuka

x gn!reader

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ENMA YUUKEN:

When you said you wanted to help him do his sit-ups, he was slightly confused. He’s never had a problem doing them before other than the occasional stomach cramp because he kept pushing himself- he’s done the exercise every day. But he agreed anyway. 

After taking his shirt off, he took position and placed his towel and water bottle on the table beside him as you put your hands on his ankles to keep him in place.  “Ready?” he asked.

“Yep.” He laid down with his hands behind his head, and when he brought himself up, he suddenly felt a light pressure on his lips.

Oh. So that’s what you meant. He feels heat gathering in his cheeks and when he looks away to save himself the embarrassment- he hears you chuckle at his flustered state.

“Aren’t you going to continue?”

He looks at you again, as if to ask ‘are you serious?’ but it’s hard to take his usually stoic face seriously when he’s struggling to make eye contact with you. Eventually, he manages to take a hold of himself.

He lies back down and hoists himself up, and once again, he’s met with your lips.

HIRASAKA YUUKA:

She happily agreed when you suggested helping with her sit-ups, not thinking much of it. Maybe she could convince you to join her, either way, you’d be watching her workout. It’s a win in her book.

After doing a few stretches, she prepares to begin the exercise. She feels your hand around her ankles and you give her a thumbs-up to signify that you’re ready. When she hoists herself up- her lips touch yours.

Her eyes widen at the feeling, feeling her cheeks turn pink. But before she could kiss you back, you’ve already pulled away. From the look on your face, this was your plan all along. In hindsight, she probably should’ve known. 

There’s a smug challenging little smile plastered on your face. “You going to keep doing your situps?” To that, she chuckles and gently pulls you closer by your wrist- onto her lap. “I think we can do that later.” 

inspiration:

[kyupidos]

03/15/24’s delivery 🏹✉️ twisted wonderland

he think everything all cookies n cream..ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ,ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ ;; summary. ‘with their caretaker a little busy, you’ve been kindly asked to take care of them—and thus the beans are spilt of said caretaker’s little crush on you.’

characters. ignihyde , special : ortho shroud , grim ( separate ) ;; platonic . 🖇️ tags. reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reader may or may not be yuu ( up to the reader ) in idia’s, reader is NOT yuu in..well..yuuken’s, romantic fluff

📡 _a/n. ah, despite the summary this is moreso about the caretaking of ortho and grim, hence the platonic..a romantic of the aftermath with idia and yuuken will come soon! ( hopefully, soon..but planned! )

o. shroud

— hmm, i’d say ortho’s quite fitted to take good enough care of himself, no? but in such a situation to make these circumstances work, let’s take a little hypothetical to make this a real scenario; ortho’s been on a ‘low power mode’ as of late, and idia’d took the bravery in his heart to ask, his finger twirling his pinkened hair to control his heart’s beating, for you to aid him in the matter of watching over him while he collects the material for ortho’s latest update. and anyway, how could you refuse?

— although really even so it boils down to some light conversation as you keep an eye on ortho to make sure nothing goes wrong, according to idia’s worries; and yet he didn’t seem all to worried, but you figured it was because the chances of something going wrong were a mere one in a million..or maybe something else might’ve been amiss? ..well..not like he’d know, actually, since this was ortho’s time to shine, which is as just said, completely unbeknownst to idia; all revealed in that conversation between the two of you.

— “eh, [y/n]? I was a little curious,” ortho looked to you, so you looked over to him and away from the console game he’s excitedly set up at the idea of hanging out with you even for a moment, an excitement you couldn’t help but feel a bit overboard considering why you were to be supposedly looking out for him. “do you like my brother?” you couldn’t help but hum a bit in surprise, though you should’ve expected something like this—he was idia’s brother, after all. but ortho didn’t seem antagonistic, more hopeful, actually, so you, albeit in a bit of a flustered state admitted, “i sure hope not everyone can see right through be about that, it’d be embarrassing..”

— ortho just giggled a bit, “well, i guess it was obvious to me! i could kind of tell, because i could pick up on the way your heart would beat a little faster whenever he’s around!” he then began to whir on about little things he’d picked up on, and sure enough your face was starting to become hot at the idea of the little habits you’d picked up as your crush on idia further developing slowly having become visible. so with no bad intentions you interrupted, “ah, but..why do you ask, ortho?” and you could tell ortho was confused by the way he hummed himself to silence.

— “hwah?!” actually, he seemed shocked now, before he closed his eyes, and you assumed it was from his low power mode ( after all he had become slower as a whole ), though it was clearer to note it was as he was trying to assess what’d just occurred, “oh, but the advice i’ve been giving idia, has it not been working..? i was trying to be a nice little brother..”

— “ortho, um..” you questioned a bit, waving your hand a bit in front of his face to try and comfort him from his worry, “i’m kind of confused, what do you mean about advice for idia?”

— though the cogs were turning in your head, just as ortho confirmed,

— “well, idia really likes you, yaknow?”

— ahaha..you could only wonder if idia meant for this conversation to happen. but considering ortho’s moment of gleeful look, you could only imagine that he didn’t..but at least you knew now, of course, because, idia loves you back.

— and now here ortho was, trying to give advice to you now, on how to confess to his brother; certainly, a help he is, you’ll have to thank ortho many a times later.

grim

— as for grim, well..safe to say there could be a plethora of reason behind it, but you were brought to ramshackle, apologetically so by yuuken but you assured him you didn’t mind, to make sure he wouldn’t cause trouble seeing as enma apparently had some troubles regarding the adeuce duo, but would have to leave grim behind since it seemed grim was lacking in his studies, and the last thing he wanted was for grim to have an excuse out of it. and, well, you were the one he trusted the most for the job, he admitted, though a bit embarrassed to say it.

— laugh it up, grim warns when yuuken’s out of hearing range—but he complains and assured you that he is to be the most powerful mage in twisted wonderland, and that “studying won’t stop him!” should you be quick to question if that means he’ll get to it then, he dismisses you quickly by complaining about how boring it is and that he’d much rather be doing something else, so he scatters off to the lounge to lay on the couch, and with nothing much to do, you inevitably follow suit.

— you’ll have to deal with some complaining on grim’s end i’ll tell you that much; but even so you can tell grim takes kindly to you, otherwise surely he’d be more more antagonistic. albeit he surely isn’t soft on you like he is yuuken, something you find cute in a way, he doesn’t particularly try to make fun of you or anything, which you’ve come to appreciate. in the end, he chooses to bother you a bit, pawing at your lap, “aye, [y/n], since you’re here,” he begins, seeming a little cocky but you can tell he seems a little pleading, “pass me some tuna! i’ve been feeling hungry..”

— in response you ponder for a moment before he quickly follows up, “it’s in the fridge! c’mon, i’ll try and get you some praise through the grapevine to yuuken, ‘kay?!” and while you felt a little bad for letting that being the reason you agree, you don’t end up stopping yourself from, albeit hesitantly, getting up to go fulfill the deed, grim saluting to you gleefully in response. “and make sure it’s the premium one!”

— it took you a bit longer than expected to get to the kitchen and back, so you could barely hear an, “ugh..” which was a telling signal to the start of grim’s complaining as you came to him from the fridge to supply him a little supreme tuna ( you could only hope yuuken wouldn’t be too miffed at you spoiling the little direbeast ), “seriously, you n’ yuu are so cringe!” you couldn’t help but be offended before he continued, “can’t wait for him to finally confess so his stupid pining can be over with…”

— “uh, huh?” at your questioning, barely-processing-what-you’d-just-heard-tone, grim became aware of his little slip up, turning to you warningly, “oh, wait, pretend you didn’t hear!! the tuna i’m eating is what he promised me if i’d stay silent, so hush!”

— “ahah, okay..?” maybe it’s true, that your feelings are mutual..

— so you sighed a breath of relief.

[iamyoursimper]

Yuu : " Is it still murder if i give them a heads up?"

Yuuken : " That's called a threat."

Yuu : *hiding the knife behind their back while still looking at crowley* " Damn."

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

Introducing Yuuka!

"So Yuuka, how's everything so far with... Um, your somewhat permanent stay at Night Raven?" You ask, hanging up some of the laundry while Grim helps with folding. With vice warden Yuu supervisin.

"It's been.." (Remembers ptsd flashbacks of Leonas battle) "Tolerable is a nice way to say it."

You snicker at her answer. "Well, it's not gonna get any easier." You stop, noticing Yuuken and Yuuya grab the pile of laundry to help put up, thanking them as Yuu smiles and nods to show they agree.

"But at least your not alone in this." You say loosely, shrugging your shoulders as Yuuka's face became red at your answer.

Coughing in her NRC jacket, she nodded. "R-right."

[summervibes68]

Twisted Wonderland Crackhead hours

I did this months ago and honestly it was very fun❤️

Warnings: Suggestive, crackhead energy to the fullest, madness, reader x twisted wonderland, harem, male reader

[rosuuu]

Beyond the Music Room- Chapter 6: Academia White

TWST Idol AU x Reader (Twisted Idolland)

CW- Epel curses once (1), Vil being angsty kinda?, Yuu is a separate character from [name] (Yuuken & Yuuka), (Y/N) has been changed to [name]

WC-

The crunch of snow. the background noise of useless, meaningless chatter. And the crisp smell of the apple scented perfume they had been gifted so long ago.

This was [name]’s bleak and dull routine. Completed with smiles that never quite met their eyes. The uniform they wore, the scarf they donned it was all usual. The only think unusual was that person’s absence

It was one of those days. The kind of day where you’re always too cold but too hot simultaneously. It’s an uncomfortable sort of humid day where you can’t help but feel the weather align with your ‘darker’ thoughts.

These days are the result of an already irritable individual and an unfortunate coincidence. [name] hated these days most of all however. When you convince yourself you’ll be fine and some as simple as the weather ruins that. It’s one of those horrible days that overstimulate your very soul.

Y/n let a sigh escape their lips as they walked side by side with their ‘friends’. They weren’t as close to them as they were with Epel but they were all [name] had left at this point. They thought that they’d better be grateful for at least this much.

Regardless they just couldn’t wait to go home. A horrible thought with the realization that they were only just on their way to school. It was unbearable, they felt utterly drained and if they could just shut their eyes for a moment they felt as if they would wake up hours later. And though an oh-so tempting idea they had to get to school.

Opting for a long drawn out blink they observed the cold, brisk wind tossle uncomfortably with their hair. Before opening they’re eyes once more they confined walking a bit. They’d don’t this sort of thing multiple times so why now did they bump into something.

Forcing their eyes to open they gazed up at the obstacle only to be met by a tall man wearing a uniform.

“Oh, I’m sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

“Ah it’s alright-“

“Hey hurry up we’re gonna be late at this point Enma!”

“[name]! Hurry up we’re running behind already!”

Letting a drawn out sigh escape from their lips [name] turned to face the man again.

“That’s me, I’ll see you around I guess.”

Without a second to waste they turned from the man and lightly jogged to catch up with whoever had called for them. they still felt indifferent about their feelings and hated it. Indifference was a disgusting feeling to them at the moment. But they’d need to endure it no matter how they felt.

Be it due to current events or just the fatigue. And not to get cynical but it was the opposite of love after all. Even so [name] knew that regardless of what they were thinking they had things to do. The wake up call they experienced from bumping into someone somehow became energy to at least make it to 3:00.

Back between the man and the person who had called for him a conversation ensured

“Was that them?”

The man turned towards the voice before wordlessly confirming the question.

“Well it seems like was have our work cut out for us then, huh.” The girl turned towards [name]’s retreating form. Shifting her wight to her left leg and placing her gloved hands on her slender waist.

“I suppose we do, Yuuka” The man replied calmly before turning and advancing in the same direction [name] had previously gone.

“Come on the headmaster must already be anticipating our arrival.”

——

“I’ll see you after class, [name]!” One of names friends called out towards them. Name was required to meet with their Physics teacher, Miss Anna this morning instead of attending their regular Language Arts class with their friends.

[Name] turned and replied, a faint smile gracing their lips “You too, Staris”

Diverging from the path they had formerly walked. The sluggish student dragged themselves to their locker straining their memories to remember their combination and slamming the narrow walls open. Hyper focused eyes scan the walls in dissarray and can’t help but gaze upon one specific section.

Clad with tape sticky tack and magnets like a stationary war zone were printed off Polaroids of a life now discarded. A life they should of abandoned long ago but still so desperately held onto. This was too much, this needed to end when would such a wretched day conclude.

With misplaced fervor the door is hastily slammed shut as they once again, turn their back on their precious past.

Confirming the time on the clock mounted on the wall the drained student decided on their next move.

It was a uncomfortable morning and they had to be in class soon however AP Physics didn’t exactly sound appealing on an empty stomach.

letting out yet another sigh their feet turned in the position of the cafeteria.

—

With their newly purchased Apple juice in their left hand as well as a cookie baggie secured to the outside of the chilled bottle with their pointer finger the student grabbed the door handle and twisted it open just as the bell had rang.

“Nice of you to join us, Name”

Shifting their focus to the voice that had spoken beyond the now ajar door they’re eyes land on the three individuals standing before the class. First of all was The ever-present Miss Anna.

Miss Anna (short for Anastasia) is [name]’s kind but Stern Physics teachers. She has medium length red hair that was commonly secured with a bow. She wore a white blouse with a green ribbon (to match the one in her hair) as well as a dark grey skirt.

“But of course, pleasure’s mine” The student strained their smile as they uttered their reply. It wasn’t that they didn’t like Miss Anna it was just that they were particularly drained today a fact they couldn’t seem to stress enough.

As Miss Anna replied to [name]’s words, the students eyes were elsewhere. With eyes averted towards the 2 individuals standing beside Miss Anna they conducted their observations.

The guy was kind of bulky and seems to be some kind of athlete, he had an undercut with dark hair and an fairly large frame that would tower over that person especially. He wore some kind of uniform that although familiar to [name] they were unable to pinpoint from where. They also noticed that this was the same man they had previously bumped into

The girl beside him was unfamiliar to name though. they could only assume that she was the one who’s voice had called for him earlier by the name ‘Enma’. The girl was about an inch or two shorter than the man. She was slender but still relatively built. She was rocking a pixie bob haircut with onyx black hair as well as a few peircing and an uniform that matched her companion’s.

Despite their appearances the guy seems to be kind enough while the Girl reminds me in a way as a sly fox.

Just as [name] had finished their (thorough) investigation Miss Anna noticed their focus. “Oh I’ve almost forgotten, These two beside me are none other than Enma Yuuken and Yuuka Hirasaka.” The teacher finished.

[Name] paused those 2 names were definitely ones they’d heard of before but they were unable to pinpoint from where. It was a similar case with the uniforms they were wearing and [name] was convinced on their relation.

Miss Anna answered their questions almost as quickly as they had manifested in [name]’s mind.

“They’re in charge of all of TWST Entertainment’s Exchange Events, In fact, it’s the reason I called for you this morning I’m sure you’ve figured out what this is about already!”

But [name] hadn’t pieced together what was going on so Instead they just stood still and stared at their teacher and their silence resonated through the empty classroom

“Well you did apply didn’t you?” Miss Anna’s words were accompanied by her nervous laughter.

“Excuse me?” [name]’s voice shook slightly at the Teacher’s words

—

The boys dull violet eyes fixated on the illuminated screen in front of him. He leaned his head against the cool surface of the table, resuming his activity. Epel’s slightly calloused fingers (result of many gruelling hours of dance practice) absentmindedly swiping to the left every so often. As a new image would appear for him to focus on he would once more let a sigh out.

More and more the the tension grew between his uncomfortable position against the desk and the emotional turmoil he was experiencing. How foolish he had been. After all those years he couldn’t understand how this was a reasonable end to all their time together. Once again adjusting his position the boys finger slipped up double tapping on the pictures he was previously observing.

“Ahhhh shit…”

The space of the dark room was not familiar. Nothing in this place was. And as such he had adopted this horrible habit of skipping practice every so often he felt overwhelmed. Switching apps and closing out of ten Magicam application he moved onto veiw his phone albums. The boy continued scrolling and he reminisced on memories that once held priority over him. As his tired frame scanned the screen a faint smile reached his face before a kind slam interrupted his thoughts

“H-huh!”

As quickly as the purple haired boy could utter his confusing the click of heels resonated through the room. The sound Epel had become familiar with despite the short amount of time he’d been acquainted with the perpetrator. The click continued for a few more paces before they paused and long, manicured fingers forcefully parted the curtains

“Ah, it’s light?” Epel’s shocked form sprang up at the intrusion of the sunrise dyed illumination

“Epel, dear what are you doing in here, and goodness what happened to you? Rook and I have been looking everywhere!”

The voice that had became a thorn in Epel’s side belonged to none other than that of Vil. Vil Schoenheit who viewed vanity above all else. Above emotions or friendships and perhaps over his own feelings. Though it was hard to blame him, his surname meaning beautiful had carved his path for him long before he was born. Epel knew of this but his apprehension was still present

With long strides Vil efficiently made his way towards Epel. Grabbing onto the shorter male’s upper arm and pulling him upwards. Epel groaned as his sore muscles stretched beyond what he had allowed recently as Vil ignored his yelps as usual. With Epel now on his feet Vil wasted no time with dragging Epel towards the doorway.

“ We’re running a bit behind schedule now, we the choreographers added a few new changes to the choreo so we must learn that immediately.”

“Listen Vil I’m really not in the mood right no-“

The petite boy was abruptly cut off when perfectly managed hands rushed to cup (squish) Epel’s cheeks side to side to preform an inspection. Epel’s under eyes were baggy and raw a result of his fustrated rubbing of the tender skin. His hair was a bit messy from his constant tossing through his feel hours of rest and his uniform wrinkled beyond a margin that Vil would have allowed

“To the seven, you could carry our merchandise in the bags under your eyes. Your hair is unkept and frankly lazy. Are you even using the skincare we bought!?” Vil ranted desperately trying to get through to Epel.

Vil’s calculative eyes observed Epel's form with with scrutiny, he knew he was not mistaken with the overwhelming potential he saw in the younger boy but honing such potential proved difficult. The more he stared at Epel the more flaws he found. Blame it on his compulsive perfectionism but he couldn't help that think that he had mistaken such a spark. As it is Epel's current form was not suited for a member of Pomefiore.

Vil’s words were always vain and blunt. His image was perfect and clean the splitting image of what many would regard as perfection. The same perfection that was expected of Epel now. that spark these people had seen in This only made Epel’s that had caused his departure from a simpler, dare he say better life. All these factors only made Epel’s already apparent irritation grow.

“God what is wrong with you people!” Epel’s voice resonated throughout the otherwise quiet room and throughout the halls beyond it before either of them could think. “It’s always ‘dance practice at 6’ or ‘vocal training at 2’ can’t I catch a damn break or something!?” Epel harshly ripped himself away from Vil’s grasp.

Epel was sure he meant his words. That he knew of course that these were truly his feelings. However he was also certain his execution was affected by the adrenaline brought forth from his emotions currently pumping through his veins. The boy winced at his harsh execution of words preparing himself for another of Vil’s infamous scoldings. Perhaps this one would be about his blatant ignorance of his ettiquite lessons. Though such a response didn’t come.

Instead the Queen of beauty slowly stepped back, clearly taken aback by Epel’s words. Vil watched silently as Epel walked towards the desk he was previously at and harshly sat down wood scrapping against words in an irksome sound. “Care to leave me alone now?” Epel’s voice slightly quivered as he experienced the loss of adrenaline.

Vil let a silent exhale escape his glossed lips slowly but confidently moving to lean against the window sill beside Epel’s claimed desk. With his long form leaning back stabilized by his arms Vil’s stared and observed the small dust particles swaying through the air. His eyes taking in the beauty of the skylight displaying the early morning riding sun’s display. Before opening his mouth once more and steadily confessing his thoughts.

“I know how you feel, Epel.” Vil’s words came as a shock to Epel. And furthermore, I’m fully aware that I’m nothing than that of a tyrant striving for perfection in your eyes.” Vil paused raising on of his hands up in front of his eyes obscuring the bright light and shining upon his hands instead. The tragedy spoke again. “But let me ask you Epel, what choice do I have at this point?” Epel could’ve sworn he recognized a look of regret in Vil’s eyes. Accompanied by the glassy look that Epel could easily pinpoint.

The blonde closed his eyes and the opened them once more. With each and every motion he could veiw upon a glimpse of his old self, filled to the brim with happiness and youth. Dropping his hand to rest in his lap Vil slightly lowered his gaze before glancing at Epel with a defeated look on his face. As the window light graced the side of his head before he spoke again.

“Epel, I have sacrificed so much of my life for this dream of mine. A dream so faraway I find it difficult to place. So even if you have to grit your teeth in anger at me. I see a light inside of you, And I’m sure that they saw it too.” Vil slightly gestured to Epel’s phone and the youth straightened up.

“Vil-“

“As idols we must become the guiding light that makes our fans look at us fondly. Regardless of what happens and how we feel we’re forced to keep it up and I know it’s not easy when you start. But even so. I ask of you Epel, to find your smile and become someone who the fans will look at fondly, If you could do that much than my wish could too be granted. And if not for the fans or even that of my wish than do it for yourself, as well as your own dreams and ambitions.”

“And If that’s not enough; think of that person that you gaze at so fondly. And do it for them”

—

“But what exchange event? And more importantly I don’t remember signing up for anything like this.”

The student frantically pleaded with them as the limosine steadily cruised towards their destination.

“Of course we know that.”

“Then why” the student was growing more irritable by that seconds

“We can’t tell you that yet but-“ Yuuka sly expression widened as took a lollipop from the limousine’s bar

The limosine stops as the doors are opened to display a grand campus

“I’m sure we won’t need to worry about you finding that out for yourself”

——

Beyond the Music Room- Chapter 6: Academia White

TWST Idol AU x Reader (Twisted Idolland)

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Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9

Author’s note~

Sorry for being absent did you guys miss me? 🫶🏾

Also I turn 15 in 5 days 🤭

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[kimryowo]

Our Not-So Happy Ending

Introduction Chapter

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this is a crossover story between project sekai and twisted wonderland.

this is post crossed on quotev under my account with the same name.

the format is so weird on here :(

Name; Otori Y/N

Age; Sixteen [16] years old

Height; [-]

Birthday; [-]

Species; Human

Hometown; Shibuya, Tokyo

Affiliations; Night Raven Academy [current], Wonderlands x Showtime [unknown] Phoenix Wonderland cast [former], Miyamasuzaka Girls Academy [former]

Personality; With a cheerful and somewhat naive personality, Y/N is highly impulsive, acting on every idea that she comes up with, with a tendency to drag people around her into her plans. Y/N has established her own personal catchphrase, "Wonderhoy!☆" (「わんだほーい!☆」), which she uses as a way to motivate herself and others. Though she is often in a joyful mood, she often neglects her more negative feelings, putting on a smile as to not worry those around her. Having found a group of people who share her goal of restoring the park to its former glory, Y/N is able to express her true feelings to them.

Y/N also seems to have a keen intuition when it comes to the sincerity of a person's expressions. Though she seems airheaded, she is very smart and has placed in the top 3 of her school's exams. 

Catchphrase(s); "Wonderhoy!"

Relationships; [ERROR!]

Status; Missing.

WARNINGS

this story contains the following...

blood

yandere themes

dark content

swearing

gore

assault

psychological trauma

abuse

toxic mindsets

and more, if not comfortable with the themes, you are welcome to click away from this story.

please note that i do not condone any behaviours displayed within this story and that everything within this story is fiction.

You must keep going Y/N! Don't give up! And most importantly, don't forget [REDACTED]! 

...If you forget, then the [REDACTED] will no longer be able to help you...

featuring...

yanderes

Yuuken Enma

Riddle Rosehearts

Leona Kingscholar

Azul Ashengrotto

Malleus Draconia

Idia Shroud

Kalim Al-Asim

Vil Shoenheit

welcome to a new story of mine. oops, anyways, ill be following the english version of twst and will be sprinkling in my own touches and headcanons here and there. i will also be adding a few yandere headcanons seen in some of the boys from here [with respective credit at the end end of the chapters] anyways, hope you like it guys

[urstruly-ghst]

in a little star, two shine.

yuuken enma x reader | harem x reader

｡:ﾟ(♡)ﾟ:｡ in which yuuken, lost and confused, loses memory over what he considered his most beloved. said beloved never lost the memory, just their way back home.

-> cw : gn! reader (but can be implied fem, if you squint) established relationship, amnesia, abuse, cult like behavior, (to add more soon)

-> status : ongoing

chapter one : 2 out of 5

chapter two : sparkle of the unknown

[thedivineflowers]

So there was nothing I could do to Stop her from cutting her beautiful blue hair off

Heyyyyyyyy 😘

So um like this is mostly a diasomania x gn!reader SO yeah 😘

Enma yuuken is here so yeah 😍

You get six pairs of wings because i said so 🕺

Warning: angst ofc, dw there should be comfort. Gore I think?  Anyways tell me if I missed anything thanks 😋

This is bad please think before reading this 😭😭

It was a normal day, the usual waking up and doing your normal routine that you had done every day. During lunch Lilia had invited Yuuken to sit and chat with you guys. Eventually (and randomly) the topic of a faes ‘fae form’ had come up and the five (including Yuuken) had asked if you could volunteer to satisfy Yuukens curiosity by showing your fae form. Thinking nothing of it you had said yes but you had then remembered. Your fae form didn’t look like it had before due to troubles during a war. It was far too late to cancel so you had sucked it up and went on with your day until it was time.

You wer walking back to diasomnia when Lilia caught up with you “Hello dear, is it alright if I walk with you?” “Of course.” “Hmmm, you seem troubled, is everything alright? Did something happen?” Lilia had asked you as you two went through the mirror “It’s nothing, please don’t worry yourself.” Lilia had then stepped in front of you and had looked at you sternly “Is it about showing your fae form?” Asked Lilia “No, I’m just tired. The math teacher seemed annoyed today and gave us a ton of work.” You had made up an excuse as Lilia seemed eased. “mhm. Yeah math isn’t really your brightest subject.” Lilia had said as you two had continued walking “Oh! And remember to wear something comfortable alright?” Lilia had said as you two had walked into the dormitory to be greeted with Yuuken, Malleus, Silver, and Sebek sitting in the lounge “Ah, you’ve arrived.” You had bowed to everyone and spoke

“l Would you like me to turn?” You questioned “Yes.” “Alright, I’ll Go get changed and I’ll meet you guys in the extra room next to mine.” You had said as you immediately went upstairs to change. You walked out with your hair tied up and sweatpants and a long sleeved shirt and into the extra room to see everyone chatting and laughing with each other “Ah! We were just talking about you!” Lilia had said as you walked into the middle of the room “Whenever you’re ready.” Yuuken said as you had breathed in and out. Blue flames enveloping your body and showing your fae form. But, something was wrong. Very wrong. Your horns weren’t sturdy and healthy as they were. Your right one was broken dangerously close to the base. The wings that were near your shoulders, the little of your back and near your tail were gone. They weren’t there. There was one on the left, the one placed on the little of your back. But it was sliced and was too small for you to fly at all and you could see the bare bone poking out. Your tail seemed alright, but it was abnormally shorter than when when Lilia and Malleus had last seen it. 

Your tail curled around your body out of shyness and their reactions weren’t what you had thought.

Lilia had wrapped his arms around your body while Silver and Seven were staring in shock as Malleus was emitting an aura full of pity and anger.

Yuuken pitied you, being told of the pains that people go through when they lose a body part that identifies them as a fae. Being told that you were a special case since you had more than one pair of wings. Expecting to see six pairs of wings but only seeing one, and the bone showing through was the worse part. Being reminded that you could never get your parts back every time you looked at yourself. He hesitantly walked towards you but before he could say anything you had ran out of the room. 

You were ashamed and embarrassed. Not being what everyone had expected to See And only being the damaged part. You took off your clothes and grabbed a long towel to cover your bottom and top and show the places where your wings were and your tail. You had stood in front of the mirror, looking at your damaged body parts and just standing there. Maybe if you had not walked near the enemy forces and gone around the area as you were ordered to. You would be pristine and like a normal fae.

  not having the energy to do anything you had just walked into bed and sat down comfortably, wrapping an extra blanket around yourself to keep the cool air away. You had taken the ponytail out of your hair and letting your hair messily fall. You seemed more relaxed and sleepy than usual. Accepting the fact that no potion or magic could turn you back to your younger self with your body parts still with you. You took a deep sigh and got up to look at yourself in the mirror one more time then going to your bathroom to draw a bath. After slipping inside you curled up and rested your head on your knees to ease the feeling filling your chest and throat. 

After what seemed to be enough time to relax you sighed and went to grab shampoo when you saw five silhouettes standing near your sink. “What are you doing here?” You asked meekly as you covered up your body with your arms to the best of your ability Lilia had walked up to you with his jacket off and his sleeves rolled up and cradled your head in his neck as he rubbed circles on your back to relax you,

“You should’ve told me. You would’ve gotten treated right away and you could have probably half of your parts back.” Lilia had whispered into your ear as tears rolled down his cheeks 

You hugged him back and apologized “Im sorry, I’m sorry. I couldn’t walk or speak. I couldn’t do anything. I’m sorry.” You apologized again as tears streamed hard down your face. Lilia had washed your hair while you washed your body and Malleus grabbed a warm fresh towel to wrap around your body and picked you up to settle down on your bed when you were dried off and changed

“Y/n.” Malleus had cut the silence as you looked up to him “l does anyone else know about this?” “No.” Malleus had sighed as he gently touched your right horn “You poor thing. Here, take this for future use.” Malleus had given you a handmade bracelet with a button magically sewn in with the bracelet “If You’re in need of assistance it will let one of us know, alright?” You had agreed as Malleus had gotten up and walked towards your door with Yuuken “I have to take this one back but I also have other matters to attend to so you should see me in the morning, good night.” Malleus had said as he walked out the door as Yuuken waved good bye

“Now Y/n, come here. We’ll keep your mind off of today alright?” Lilia had said as Silver had already made the bed spacious and comfy enough for the four of you to rest. “Y/n, sorry for not knowing of this sooner.” Said Sebek quietly (shocking 😲) as he had bowed to you “Sebek, please. It’s not your fault that you didn’t know. But thank you for staying with me today.” You had said as you slipped into the bed with the others. “I’ll be taking my leave now aswell, rest well.” Sebek had walked out of your room after turning the lights off and letting the moonlight take over.

“Rest now, we’ll be here when you wake up.” Silver had mumbled as he dozed off on your stomach. “Yes, take your mind away from today and think of other things.” Lilia had said as he started humming away as you three dozed off.

bro I think this looks rushed and it kinda sucks ngl 🕺

But like if you like it, cool, thanks, 🤧

And this is not edited and I don’t feel like fixing errors 😼

Bye bye I gotta go cleanse my body of the yucky and fish smelling people around me 😷

My dumbass got inspo of this from someone else but I didn't save it can someone please tell me who it was so I can give proper credit

[rurulyywrites]

☁️🍋Dearest Rose|Malleus Draconia X OC!Kai|

Pairings: Soft Dom! Malleus Draconia X requester OC!Kai

Plot: Kai is self conscious about how they look and how they can’t use their unique magic at its full potential and malleus notices and decides to take matters into his hands by consulting Kai that night in their dorm and going up his body and telling them why he loves each part of their body.

Type: Fluffy lemon

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Requested by: Vixxlepuff_

"Hi! Can you do a Soft dom! Malleus Draconia x self conscious! Kai (my oc) [he/they/it pronouns]

Fluffy lemon and some really sweet aftercare?"

Yes-Siree! Requester San did offer me alot of details of their said OC, Kai, so I had alot to work with!

Tw!s:

•smut

•petnames

•praise

•dom/sub

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Made in my school's classroom(might be terrible)

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3rd person POV

"Oh look~ it's denying Kai!"

"Denying Kai because he says he's good at magic! He can barely use his unique magic!"

"Boohoo~ useless Kai from Diasomnia~"

Lots of whispers about Kai's magic echoed not only around the halls as they walked,but also in his mind.

Kai's head was lowered to hide his face from the people while they walk at a seemingly quick pace

Trying to get rid of the terrible voices.

"Young one,didn't A/n sensei give you his ear mufflers?"

Lilia,who was walking alongside him, reminded them.

"O-oh.. right.."

Kai said as he looked around and saw that they've already reached their classroom.

"I.. I'll put it on when we leave"

Kai says in a low tone as he left Lilia.

"*Sigh* the poor young one.."

Lilia said as he made his way to his seat before Kai and sat down on the left of Kai.

"Is Malleus late?"

Kai asked Lilia as he looked around yet couldn't see him.

To be fair..

they were alone in the classroom.

It was just the two of them.

"*Sigh* if only assault wasn't illegal. That old cat man would've been bruised!"

They both hear a muffled voice from outside of the classroom getting closer.

"A day off?! Really?! More like 'I hate my job and I'm old'. Everyone doesn't get paid enough too,Mozus Trein!"

The door opened to reveal a frustrated A/n sensei.

"...Was I supposed to be here?"

A/n asked as he noticed the two students

"Wait.. what time is it?"

Kai asked as A/n dropped a pile of books on the teacher's desk

"IT'S FOUKEN TIME FOR YOU TO HEAD TO THA FIELD, YOU FOUKEN DONKEHYS!!"

A/n sensei shouts with the thickest British accent that those two has ever heard.

The two immediately turned pale,took their PE uniform and ran out

"THANKS SIR,BYE SIR!"

Kai said as he and Lilia dashed out the room.

"MOSEY OUT,BOYS!"

A/n said as the two shut the door behind them

"They have worst idea of time than me.. I really hope they're not on drugs."

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"Kai! And Lilia Vanrouge..? Anyways,you two are 10 minutes late!"

Ashton announces as the two reached the PE field in their PE uniforms as they pant.

"Haahh.. s..sorry sir.."

Kai said as Ashton sighs

"Both of you will do 300 push ups as punishment! The rest of you,warm up and exercise! We have lots to do!"

Ashton announces again to the rest as the two that came in late laid on the ground in exhaustion.

"Useless Kai is late again~"

"Wonder why they're late together"

Tsk.

That's enough. What have I ever done to them?!

"Need a lift,you two?"

Yuuken said as he looked at the two with a smile

"Ah! Young Enma! Help your old man,now could you?"

Lilia said as Yuuken chuckled and let out one hand for the both of them.

Kai and Lilia accept the hand as Yuuken pulled the two up

"I'd start working on the pushups if I were you. And under a shade as well,unless you want a tan"

Yuuken joked as he placed a hand on Kai's shoulder.

"Also,I heard Hornto-- I mean Malleus muttered this; Kai sure is an amusing man"

Yuuken said as he winked at Kai before leaving.

Kai was a flustered mess.

Malleus might've not said it himself but it still had an affect on them.

"Ooh~ someone's got a crush"

"YOU TWO! GET TO THE PUSHUPS! NO TIME FOR IDLE CHIT CHAT!"

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"Kai,you're not pushing your potential. At all! Your unique magic is wonderful! Yet you're not pushing it to its limits."

Kai had arrived back to Diasomnia a few minutes ago before changing his clothes into his usual wear and started practicing his magic.

"Ughh! I ran outta dust"

Kai's unique power is to create living matter out of dust and smoke,as well as change his appearance.

Kai sighs in annoyance as he pulls out a small vacuum.

"It's a hard job to be working with-- ACHOO!"

Kai sneezes as he opened the vacuum angrily,shaking the vacuum as the dust particles fly around the room.

Kai coughs a little while waving the dust out of this face.

"Well,it sure is"

"WHOS THER-- ACHOO!"

Kai turned around abruptly,shaking the vacuum chamber with dust again.

"Fu-*cough*-uck!"

Kai said as he waved the dust away again.

As he finally looked at his door to find Malleus,leaning on his doorframe.

"Malleus! How're ya?"

Kai said as a huge smile formed on his lips seeing the tall male.

"Very well,and you?"

Malleus said as he walked in the room and closed the door behind him.

"Not as good as you but it's alright"

"Your unique magic holds alot of power--"

"But I haven't used it to its full potential,I get it I get it! Don't need to tell me"

Kai said an irritated tone.

"I'm scrawny, short, and can't do shit right! I get it!"

Kai shouts as Malleus frowned at him,held their cheek and kissed them.

Kai didn't expect it but they really aren't complaining too so he kissed back.

They felt Malleus smirk into the kiss as he swipes his tongue on their bottom lip,asking them for entrance.

To then,Kai obliged. They lightly agape their mouth as Malleus' tongue came through his lips and explored their caverns.

Kai moaned through the kiss as they placed their hands up and around Malleus' neck while his slithered to their waist.

They both pulled away,panting hard after the long and passionate kiss.

"You're perfect, my handsome rose.."

Malleus said as he placed his hand on their cheek and caressed their freckles with his thumb.

"You're perfect just the way you are.. whether you think of yourself as scrawny, not good enough, or weak. To my eyes,you're the most wonderful person that I've ever laid my eyes on"

Malleus said as he rubbed circles on Kai's waist.

His words were sincere and his tone was gentle as he spoke his mind of what he's always been meaning to tell his lovely rose.

Kai stood there,shocked at Malleus' words.

"It seems that you are yet to believe me."

"How about I show you,instead of tell you"

Malleus said as he picks up Kai,bridal style, and lays them gently on their bed.

"Do I have your consent?"

Malleus asked before going further.

"Y..yes.. please.."

Kai pleads as Malleus smirked as gave a quick peck on their lips before tugging on their shirt.

"Don't hide your body from me,my rose.."

Malleus said as he removed Kai's shirt and started attacking his neck,kissing and sucking it to leave marks.

Kai stiffled a moan to the contact.

Malleus didn't like it at all.

He brought his dominant hand up to their chest and started playing with their nipple,using his thumb to tease it and squeezing it between his thumb and index finger.

"M-Malleus~! T-tha-..that's- Ah~! I'm sensitive!"

Kai managed to blurt out while moaning to his touch.

"Tonight,I'll make you forget of all your problems and make you focus on how much you deserve all the love in the world."

Malleus whispered against Kai's ear as he bit his earlobe.

"I love you,Kai.. let me show you.."

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Kai was positioned on his elbows and knees,trying to contain himself from moaning too loudly yet failing.

While Malleus had his cock thrusting in and out of Kai's hole.

Both were stripped of all their clothing.

The sounds of moaning and groaning, bed creaking, and the bed itself hitting against the wall filled the heated air.

"M-Ah-! My lovely rose~! Do you enjoy this? Like the slut you are?"

Malleus said in between grunts and thrusts

"F-fu-uck! Fuck yes! You make me feel so good,Daddy~!!"

Kai moans out as he lets out a shaky breath as Malleus picked up his pace.

"F-fuck! D-daddy I'm your slut! Please~ let me cum~!!"

Kai moaned out as Malleus lets out a shaky breath and thrusted even faster.

"D-daddy~!! I'm gonna come~!!"

"F-fuck.. you're so tight.. so good.. come for daddy,baby"

Malleus said as he leaned over to Kai's shoulder and bit it.

Kai half moaned,half shouted as he came.

Their white cum all over the sheets.

As Malleus helped him ride out his high,he also came inside of Kai.

Moaning out a loud 'I love you' at his release,making Kai groan as he felt Malleus' hot semen fill him up.

Malleus pulled away and saw the cum leaking out of Kai's hole,smirking as he laid down beside Kai who laid on his stomach.

"You're beautiful,My rose"

"Oh shush.. I can't walk!"

Kai whined as he snuggled into Malleus' arms.

"Come,let's get you cleaned"

Malleus said as he kissed their forehead,stood up and carried them up and to the bathroom for the two to clean each other up in the tub.

"If I ever hear do talk yourself down,that'll be your punishment"

"Don't threaten me with a good time"

[cyber-dump-171]

Chapter 9: Aftermath

Left for Carnage (Twisted Wonderland x Reader)

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Word count: 4.1 k.

WARNING: mentions of a cult, ritual circle, beasts, injuries, scars, cursing, and possession.

Note: I believe that one more chapter and heartslabyul’s story comes to an end. Here is where I completely I derived a lot from the original story because I want to insert a little more of the beasts and lore of the world. Again, thank you very much for your support! It is very nice to read your comments! :D

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“Enma? What?”, somewhat dizzy, you try to place your body in a sitting position, however, as soon as you lift up your torso just a little bit, a sharp pain shoots through your body and you immediately fall back down with a groan. The room spins momentarily, the colors and shapes mixing together, and for a second you think you're drunk, but you close your eyes and let out deep breaths as you feel something warm press on your shoulder.

“It’s okay, (Y/N), take it easy. The magic is still doing its work, you should be able to move normally in about half an hour", you open your eyes and turn your head to see Yuuken, who hasn't changed a bit since the last time you saw him, which was almost a year ago. He still has the same haircut and neutral expression that used to scare and intimidate the crap out of new trainees.

It’s funny, really, the contrast between his intimidating appearance and his personality since he’s a very determined and caring guy that worries about his friends and will do anything to help even a stranger. It sucks that many coworkers never trusted and insulted him behind his back due to his lack of magic. Yuuken had incredible abilities that saved the lives of many.

"Enma... What are you doing here? I thought you were still living on Sage's Island with Crowley," you say in a sleepy voice and Yuuken lets out a small laugh. "You address me so formally that it seems like we're not friends anymore," even though he says it in jest, you shake your head quickly. "Ah, sorry! I'm still kind of asleep," the boy laughs again and places his hand on your head, ruffling your hair even more.

"Sorry, I think it was a tasteless joke, I know we are still good friends," he gives you a sweet smile and your nerves calm down. "Anyway, I'm still living with dad but I got an urgent call from Rook in the wee hours of the morning, saying that you were seriously injured by a monster," Yuuken takes his hand off your head and places it on his lap. "I was going to come with the guild a little later because Lord Rosehearts contacted us for security but because of the call, I came as soon as possible."

At the mention of Riddle, your eyes widen like saucers and your stomach turns to tie itself in knots. Shit! The memories come rushing back to you and you immediately worry about the boys and Avery. Where is she? Surely the person to contact Rook was Epel, but what about the mission? How the hell could they explain your injuries and the woman who accompanied you? Noticing your concern, Yuuken again instructs you to take deep breaths until your nerves go away.

Despite following his technique, your mind is not at ease. You are afraid, so afraid that you have completely messed up this mission. However, it was necessary, as Avery is the beginning of the answers to the questions you have. After a few minutes, you let out one last deep sigh and open your eyes to look at the black-haired man again. "That's what I failed to explain. When I arrived, there was a guy with glasses and he was treating your wounds in the ward. A boy, I think his name was Epel, explained to me what happened and well... Riddle found out about everything," you close your eyes and curse under your breath. Damn it. Yuuken gently grabs your wrist to regain your attention once again.

"What surprised me is that apparently... Prince Malleus followed us," your eyes widen in surprise, and nodding your head, you encourage him to continue. "I don't know what the hell happened, because he took Riddle away to his study and I didn't even bother to ask him, I just helped the boy heal your wounds. Avery went with a small team from the guild, they're going to heal her wounds and question her," you place your hand over his and look directly into his eyes, an idea coming into your head. You are relieved to know that Avery is in safe hands, but now you must know why Malleus is here.

"Do you think... D-do you think he might have changed the course of the mission or that something serious has happened?", you think that Rook probably called the prince and Malleus has deemed Riddle to be in grave danger. Yuuken shakes his head and lets out a sigh. "If I'm being honest, I haven't the slightest idea. The prince is already mysterious and you can never predict his intentions. And I've known him since I was a little boy".

The only way to get answers is to go straight to the study, you will never satisfy your doubts if you stay in bed questioning. You let go of Yuuken's hand and turn your body towards the ceiling of the room, you start to get up slowly, leaning on your forearms and elbows. 

Noticing your actions, Enma quickly rises from his place and extends his hands for you to grab, helping you up from the comfortable bed. Your bare feet touch the hard wooden floor, sending shivers down your back. "Are you sure you can walk?" the young man asks in a concerned tone, and you nod. "I've suffered worse, this is nothing."

With enough strength, you stand up and almost fall again, as your legs immediately wobble and remind you of the night before, when they felt like jelly and then you collapsed. But this time, Yuuken is with you and you wrap yourself around his shoulder, using him as a support beam. "Just like old times, huh?" you say with a smile. The man nods back.

"Just like old times, partner."

The two of you slowly walk towards the door, Yuuken gently indicating to you to take it slow since your injuries are still freshly healed. You get to the door and extend your hand, grasping the golden worn-out doorknob and gently turning it, the wooden door opening with a creak. The two of you step outside of the room and from the corner of your eye, you can see various figures leaning against the wall. And then you hear a small gasp.

"(Y/N)! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!", what a warm greeting from Epel. The young man sprints towards you and tackles you into a hug. You let go of Yuuken's shoulders to hug back the apple boy. "You scared the shit out of me, don't ever do that again", he says in a whisper with a shaky voice, almost as if he were to start crying. You whisper an apology and hug him a bit tighter, closing your eyes and feeling something warm spread through your chest.

You hear a pair of footsteps rapidly approaching you and when you open your eyes, you come face to face with Deuce and Ace. “How are you feeling?”, the blue-haired man asks, his expression turning from concern to relief when you respond that you’re feeling a lot better. “Don’t know if this is the correct time, but what the hell was the thing you killed?”, Ace asks while crossing his arms and you let go of Epel, who goes to stand right at your side.

But before you can answer the ginger’s question, you notice something’s missing. “Wait, what happened to the collar? Did you finally apologize?”, you point towards Ace neck’s, noticing the absence of the heart-shaped device. The ginger looks down momentarily, before rising his head up and shrugging his shoulders. “Nah, I was going to do it today but when prince Draconia showed up, he just looked straight at me and took the collar off and just told me to help you”, that’s strange.

It is likely that Riddle thought that your wounds were deeper and that you needed extra help or it could be that the presence of the prince of the Valley of Thorns caused Rosehearts to panic and removed the mechanism from Ace’s neck.

Whatever the answer, you're glad that pesky collar is gone, as the ginger used to bump into furniture and walls constantly, causing it to hit its throat and bruises to form. Trey and Cater, who were standing further away in the hall discussing something, approached all of you, the orange-haired man excitedly waving at you.

“Good to see you back in shape, (N/N)! You gave us quite the scare this morning!”, Cater replies with his usual happy tone and Trey crosses his arms with a smile decorating his face as he observes you. You turn to face the green-haired man, remembering Yuuken’s story and what he had done. “Thank you so much for healing me, Trey. And I apologize to the rest of you for giving you quite a scare”.

The green-haired man walks toward you and gently pats you on the right shoulder, still maintaining his smile. “I’m glad that you’re feeling better, but, I think you should tell us a bit more of what happened last night”, you nod and get ready to recount yesterday’s events.

You tell them everything, from the dead body to the weird humanoid creature calling themselves “Cristina” that was demanding Avery to come out of her hiding spot and then proceeded to attack you. When you finish the story, the room falls into a deep silence, with Ace scratching his chin in doubt. 

“You said that near the campsite, the weather felt really hot and there was the body not too far away, right?”, at the question asked by the ginger, you nod your head. “But when I passed there to get to you, it was cold, and I also never found the body but there was a weird smell in the air”.

“Ah! Also, when you finally responded to the walkie-talkie, it was five hours after you left”, you raise your head in complete shock and turn to look at Epel. Five hours!? There’s no way you spent that much time running towards the cliff since you remember that the previous night you went out with Ace, you walked only about half an hour. And when going towards the cabin it was at most a ten-minute run from the campsite.

Also, Ace and the rest never found the body of the man? It was in a straight line only a few meters away from the last tent, his body was placed in such a position that if you went straight ahead, you would trip on his legs, not to mention the strong smell coming from him and the sound of flies buzzing near the carcass would have attracted their attention and they would have seen it.

You are thankful that they were spared from seeing a terrible sight but you couldn't possibly have imagined an entire dead boy. "Are you sure you guys went straight after the camp?" you ask them seriously and Ace, Cater, and Epel nod somewhat alarmed. Yuuken, who was standing next to you, interjects while showing his cell phone screen.

"Before (Y/N) woke up, we sent three teams on behalf of the guild, one to pick up the monster's body and the other two to examine the area," he continues, pointing to a text message. "One of the groups found the body, just as (Y/N) said, it was in a straight line from the camp a few meters away," Epel turns to look at Cater in surprise. "Are you sure we went straight? Maybe because of the darkness we went another way," the orange-haired boy nods towards the apple boy, crossing his arms with a frown.

"I swear, Epel! Ace kept claiming he was worried about (Y/N) and ran in a straight line when he heard Avery scream!", you immediately turn to look at the ginger, whose cheeks have turned red, and angrily, he turns his face to the side, avoiding everyone's curious stares. "Shut up! I wasn't worried about them!", you roll your eyes jokingly and turn to look at Yuuken, who has more information. "Anyway, they found a wallet on the body and it looks like the victim is a Theodore Bulman."  

“Teddy!?”, Deuce yells in complete shock and everyone turns to face him. The blue-haired man slightly shrinks in his posture from the sudden attention and his expression turns upset. “Deuce, did you know him?”, you ask, concerned for the young man’s reaction. He turns to face you and shyly nods, returning to his normal stance. “Y-yeah, he used to hang out with the same group of friends as mine. Well, if you can even consider those people as friends”, he whispers the last part and lowers his head in shame.

You walk towards him and place a hand on top of his shoulder, gently rubbing your thumb in the fabric, in hope of comforting him. Deuce raises his head and gives you a small smile, though sadness still lingers in his eyes. “I’m really sorry if this brings unwanted memories, but we need a bit more information about this Teddy fellow. Who were those 'friends' you mentioned?”, says Yuuken.

Deuce let out a sigh and lowers his head once again, however, he places his right hand on top of yours, which had never left his shoulder. Ignoring the warm feeling spreading through your face, you gently squeeze his hand in return, encouraging him to start. "I'm ashamed of that part of my life, if I'm being honest… when I was in middle school… I used to be a delinquent and hung out with a gang where a lot of my seniors were, one of them was Teddy”, Deuce says in a somewhat hushed tone.

However, before the boy can continue, Ace interrupts, his eyes widening and his mouth agape in surprise. "You!? No way dude! You can barely even swat away a butterfly!”, Ace exclaims in an exasperated tone, and in response, Deuce furrows his brows at the ginger. “Shut up! As I said, I'm not like that anymore", with a sigh, the blue-haired man continues his story.

"I don't want to go into too much detail, but I didn't know Teddy very well. I knew he was close with a lot of the older guys but he didn't show up much at the places we used to hang out," he continues, scratching his cheek and avoiding eye contact with everyone. "He was the most normal out of all of us. Sometimes, we even doubted if he really was a delinquent. But when I decided to change my attitude and went to another high school, I learned that he was apparently only still involved with them because he was making good money and desperately needed it. And that’s all I know".

As Deuce finishes his story, his face darkened and he once again lowers his head. You know from experience, it's hard for a person to recount memories they regret or are embarrassed about. It's just remembering small details, you feel like your stomach is tied in knots, you feel disgusted or so embarrassed to remember it and urgently think of anything else to completely forget the incident. For Deuce, it seems that period of his life is full of regrets, he was only a tween, and it is a moment in the life of a human where many are vulnerable to too many things such as feelings, changes, and people.

But, he left that part of him behind. And now that you met him, you feel the same reaction as Ace but with a different point of view. You see him as an earnest person who strives to do his best. You’ve noticed that he can be a bit dense sometimes but he quickly corrects himself and learns from his mistakes.

You squeeze his hand once again and when he lifts up his face you give him a gentle smile. “Thank you for telling us, Deuce. We won’t pry on the subject anymore”, a faint red blush spreads through the blue-haired man’s face and he shyly nods. You turn to face Yuuken once again, remembering your original objective. “We should head towards Rosehearts’s study. His Highness is waiting for us”, says Yuuken, and you nod, letting go of Deuce’s hand.

“Huh? Wait, (Y/N), you’re going to pass out. You haven’t eaten anything”, Trey says with a concerned expression. But you simply wave him off with a smile. “It’s alright, I don’t think it’ll take us too long”, the green-haired man nods, and Cater steps forward, gently grasping Trey's shoulders. “Well, when you two get back, we’ll be waiting with a nice and hearty breakfast! Now, shoo, before Riddle chops your head off”, says Cater with a grin.

The rest of the boys wish you good luck and feeling a lot better, you and Yuuken make your way towards Rosehearts study.

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“Come in”.

Riddle’s muffled voice says on the other side of the door. Taking a deep breath, Yuuken grasps the doorknobs and turns them, the wooden doors creaking open, revealing the large study of the young Lord. Inside the room, the red tyrant sits behind his large desk, his hands folded together and his eyes focused on the small pile of papers that idly sits in front of him.

In one of the individual chairs sits the future king of the Valley of Thorns, he has a crossed leg and a neutral gaze, reminding you of the old paintings of nobles that your mother painted. At the sound of the door, his vibrant green eyes focus on your figure, yet his expression does not change.

Instead, Riddle seems to snap out of his thoughts, and upon seeing the two of you, he jolts up from his chair, the object screeching against the floorboards due to the force. An expression of relief settles on his face when he sees you and he lets out a slight sigh. There are a few seconds of silence and the red-haired man wobbles with his words. "How are you feeling?" he asks but you notice he's a little tense.

"I'm fine. Trey's magic had a quick and successful effect on healing the wounds, so now they’re only scars," you say with a smile and that seems to ease him a bit as he nods and gives you a small smile in return. Malleus stands from the chair and takes a step forward, his eyes still focused on your figure, and though they are somewhat intimidating, they hold no malice. "It is a relief to see that you are doing well. Take a seat, both of you."

Following the prince's directions, you and Yuuken take a seat in the chairs placed in front of Riddle's desk. The young Lord also takes a seat and due to the proximity, you notice that the boy is anxious, playing with his fingers, gently digging and tugging at the skin.

Before you can speak, the prince steps between the two of you and looks directly at Riddle. "Since we're all here, I want to formally introduce you to Yuuken Enma and (Y/N) (L/N)," horrified, you and the red-haired man turn to look at Malleus in complete surprise. What about the mission!!! What happened to the whole undercover thing? "I-it's okay, don't be alarmed. Prince Draconia explained to me everything that has happened," Riddle mentions in a calm voice. You turn your gaze back to the red-haired man.

"Sir, with all due respect, what on earth is going on?", Yuuken asks with an exasperated tone, and the dragon man nods. "I want to start with an apology. We made several mistakes with the mission. Initially, we should never have sent you undercover, it was a waste of time, so no need to hide your last name. Secondly, we failed to correctly identify our enemy and because of that, we didn't know that the enemy had already attacked before you even got here. Rosehearts, if you could explain," Malleus says and all eyes focus on the boy, who nods.

"One night, before we started the official preparations for the Unbirthday Party, when I was sleeping, I had a strange nightmare. I felt... like someone was choking me and a sharp prick in my chest. At first... I just thought it was just that, a nightmare. But when the preparations started, and any little mistake would come up, I... felt like I lost control of my emotions, and no matter how much I tried, it felt as if a stranger took complete control of me, making me burst into a wave of unnatural anger",  embarrassed, Riddle hides his face in his hands. "I remember almost nothing of what happened these past few days, they feel like blurs... I follow the rules, but... I know the position I'm in, it's delicate. Any misstep, I put my position as a nobleman at stake. I'm not like that, I swear, I-I don’t just burst into anger for a small mistake”.

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You sit back on the chair as the entire room falls into silence. The strange weather, the large gap of missing time, the blue flame cat, the humanoid creature, and now, a strange nightmare and Riddle feeling as if somebody else is taking control of his emotions and his body. So no wonder he looks distressed. “(Y/N), the young man Ace, I believe that is his name, told me that you and him found an abandoned campsite”, you turn around to face Malleus and nod.

So, you proceed to retell the entire thing once again, this time adding what happened the night before. During your storytime, Riddle removed his hands from his face and is now looking at you. As you finish recounting all the events, an idea pops into your head. You pause and in a moment you stand up from your chair and look carefully at the three boys. Time distortion, extreme weather change in a certain area, a person losing control of their emotions, objects changing position without nobody touching them, and body at different times. But it can't be...

"With everything we have encountered so far, it is obvious that we are dealing with a cult. However, we don't know what exactly their objective is. But, focusing on yesterday's events, I've been thinking and I think that near or inside the camp some kind of space rift opened up," Riddle eyes open in surprise when hearing your theory, however, Yuuken and Malleus implore you to continue.

"Well, the ritualistic circles, depending on the symbols used and the ritual performed, can serve as portals, can't they? They have been summoning beasts, so they open doors to other dimensions to bring them here," you extend your hand and point to Yuuken.

"Do you remember that long mission we had at Scalding Sands? That back in the day, inside that small town it was freezing cold during the day?", the boy nods. "Yeah, we lost contact with one of the groups for about six or seven hours, and for them, it had only been about half an hour. It turned out to be a portal… wait no, (Y/N), you can't possibly be referring to...", Yuuken lets out a nervous sigh and covers his mouth, while you nod.

Riddle rises from his chair nervously. "Excuse me, but what's going on? I'm a little lost," your breath quickens as the curious gazes of the red-haired man and the dragon focus on you. "Not just any beast is capable of manipulating time or weather, but, the ones that can, are the divine beasts. They have the ability to manipulate matter, time, and the environment around them and this is due to their power," Malleus opens his eyes in surprise and Riddle looks at you even more confused.

"In the mission at Scalding Sands, we found an individual trying to open a portal to Guddommelig Raseri 's domain, we managed to stop him before he took possession and we closed the portal", Riddle’s nightmare… there's a good chance it could have been reality. "What do you mean 'take possession'? Please explain," Malleus says and you nod somewhat nervously.

"Despite having great power, the divine beasts do not possess a physical entity. They are stuck in their dimension until they find a physical body to possess. The reason these beasts have a hard time getting out of their natural habitat is that they demand a good host to possess," Riddle's face turns pale. "So, they use their 'minions' to find food or the host", all three of the young men watch you closely.

"So, as per what Lord Rosehearts explained and the experience of the night before, there is a probability that..."

"Lord Rosehearts is currently sharing his body with a divine beast."

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Translation:

Guddommelig Raseri (Norweigan): Divine Fury.

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[protectoroftheunderworld]

Who I Write For

Hey guys, Onyx here! Here are the fandoms/characters I write for and a few quick rules to read before making a request.

Bold = I enjoy writing for this character

Twisted Wonderland:

Heartslabyul

-Riddle Rosehearts

-Trey Clover

-Cater Diamond

-Ace Trappola

-Deuce Spade 

Savanaclaw

-Leona Kingscholar

-Ruggie Bucchi

-Jack Howl

Octavinelle

-Azul Ahengrotto

-Jade Leech

-Floyd Leech

Scarabia

-Kalim Al-Asim

Jamil Viper

Pomefiore

-Vil Schoenheit

-Rook Hunt

-Epel Felmier

Ignihyde

-Idia Shroud

-Ortho Shroud 

Diasomnia

-Malleus Draconia

-Lilia Vanrouge

-Silver

-Sebek Zigvolt

Ramshackle

-Enma Yuuken

-Grim

Staff

-Dire Crowley

-Divus Crewel

-Sam

-Mozus Trein

-Ashton Vargas

(The reason why RSA isn’t on the list is bc I haven’t gotten to know those characters enough to write for them)

Obey Me

7D Bros

-Lucifer

-Mammon

-Leviathan

-Satan

-Asmodeus

-Beelzebub

-Belphegor

Royals

-Diavolo

-Barbatos

Purgatory Hall

-Simeon

-Luke

-Solomon

New Characters

-Mephistopheles

-Thirteen

(I want to understand Rapheal’s character more before writing for him)

For now I’m sticking to writing for these two fandoms, but there will be more in the future

Here are some things to take into consideration before requesting:

What I WILL write:

-x reader (any gender, could be male, female, non-binary, gender neutral, etc)

-platonic

-character interactions (you could ask to interact with a character, my OCs, my persona, you can even ask for an OC to interact with them)

-headcanons

-full fics (though it might take a while)

-scenarios

-character matchups

-angst

-fluff

-crack

What I WON’T write:

-Your OC x canon (I just don’t feel confident with doing O x canon with OCs that aren’t mine, and I have some OC x canon ships myself so I don’t wanna cause any unesseccary conflict)

-incest

-p3dophilia

-r^pe

-abuse 

-self harm (to an extent)

-racism

-homophobia

-anything yandere related

-NSFW with any minor characters

-heavy NSFW (bc I don’t know how to write it)

-aging up minor characters for NSFW

-any romantic relationships with characters like Luke, Cheka, and Ortho

-z00philia

-NO and I mean NO age gaps

-canon x canon (I’ll write headcanons but anything beyond that is no due to me not knowing how to write for that)

-toxic/illegal ships

If there’s anything I forgot I’ll update the list :)

When you’re making a request please be as specific as possible.

Example: “Can I get some Octavinelle x whale mermaid Yuu headcanons please?” Not “Can I have whale mermaid Yuu”

That’s all for now! Remember, you can put your requests in “Onyx’s Domain”! My request box is currently open, so I can’t wait to get to writing!

[tsukikoayanosuke]

Captain of Demonic Cultivation (MDZS x TWST AU) - Jiang Yanli’s Phoenix Mountain Moment but It’s Yuuken Instead

I want to write the whole Phoenix Mountain Hunt but I have no energy to write the whole episode. So, I just write Yanli best scene. Either this or The Untamed "I used to see you as my lifelong bosom friend" scene, but the latter will be only after I have more context.

The Sunshot Campaign had passed and peace had arrived. Whispers among the streets about his brother's new unusual cultivation method, but Yuuken still stands by his belief. Both of his siblings are the only family left, thus he will stand by their side as they rebuilt their fallen House Crowley of Dawn.

It was during this time that House Kingscholar of Afterglow decided to hold a Crowd-Hunt at Phoenix Mountain, inviting all the remaining four Great House. This was also one of the few that Yuuken can attend since he was personally invited by First Lady Claudia Kingscholar, the mother of Leona Kingscholar, his former fiance. Though Yuuken could've guessed why she did that.

Even so, that didn't make walking down the forest path with Leona by his side to be less awkward. Lucky for them, there weren't any monsters around, though Yuuken guessed that it had something to do with the sound of a flute earlier.

"Looks like we have ourselves a human-size snake."

Yuuken snapped out of his thought to look at Leona. "What?"

"A monster from the southern isle." The young lord crouched down. His fingers brush away some grass, revealing the shedded green scales that were too big for Yuuken's liking. "It'll just have a height-measuring contest when you encounter it. If it's taller than you, it'll swallow you up. Looks tough but it's nothing compared to us."

Yuuken's eyes widened slightly. "Us?"

Leona glanced back, but Yuuken quickly looked away. "Surely you can take care of yourself."

Yuuken unconsciously reached for the hilt of his sword, Enma. "Oh. Of course." It wasn't that Yuuken didn't know how to fight. He had his spiritual sword and studied along with his siblings and Leona at Cloud Reccesses. But his spiritual power and experience in hunting are less than theirs, in addition to never being allowed to participate in the battlefield.

Leona was quiet for a while before getting up and started walking again. Yuuken followed with a few steps behind him.

"I can bring you to Afterglow Savannah's private hunting ground for next month's hunt," Leona said again. "You can catch many rare preys there."

Yuuken just hummed. Seemed like that wasn't the right response as Leona turned around and Yuuken immediately looked to the ground. "Not liking that idea? Don't you want to go hunting once in a while?"

Yuuken shook his head. "It's not that, but..."

"Or you just don't want to be with me?"

His breath hitched. "It's complicated." Yuuken might not be the smartest, but he understands himself. And he understand that he fancied Leona for the longest time. The two of them were engaged because both of their mothers were best friends. It was only natural for the two House to strengthen their bond. With Yuuka being born with a naturally stronger golden core, thus securing her role as the future leader of the House, Yuuken's role is to alliance through marriage. He understood that since he was little and as he grew older, his admiration and crush for Leona grew. He knew Leona had trouble expressing himself, leading to many misunderstandings like the incident that caused Jonah to get expelled from fighting with Leona and leading to them breaking their engagement.

"Is there anything about him that can make me happy?"

"You son a bitch!"

Leona clicked his tongue and Yuuken dared himself to look up. Leona wasn't looking at him. His eyes were closed and his head turned another way.

"Whatever," he said. "I wasn't going you invite you on this hunt anyway. Forget about it."

Yuuken hummed again. He had his guesses. "Please, excuse me." He turned around, going back to the path he went through, trying not to feel disappointed. Back then, even before their engagement broke, he wondered if Leona actually like being with him. But maybe it was Yuuken who isn't worth being by his side. Maybe that was why he didn't even realize the exploding cliff until Leona screamed his name.

"YUUKEN!"

Yuuken almost looked up too late as the human-size snake rose, possibly taller than the stairs leading to Cloud Reccess. Before he could reach for his sword, Jonah suddenly appeared in front of him, raising his hand as his golden eye glowed to summon his power. It protected them and attacked the snake at the same time, slicing through the thick skin as it screeched. An arrow suddenly flew through the air, hitting the bullseye right in the snake's eye. With a final loud screech, the snake fell down, causing the ground to shake. Yuuken turned around toward where the arrow came from, finding Riddle Rosehearts with his bow raised.

"What's going on?!"

Looking up, Yuuken could see Claudia, along with some of their House disciples, jumping down from her sword and quickly running toward Yuuken. Her hands were on his upper arm out of concern. "Yuuken, dear. Are you alright?"

Yuuken tried to calm her. "I'm fine, First Lady Claudia."

"Did the brat bully you again?"

"Mother!" Leona exclaimed, clearly not happy with the accusation. But Yuuken couldn't look up to defend him, not when Leona did in a way.

Claudia huffed, turning toward her son. "Leona Kingscholar! Do I need to spank you again?!"

"It doesn't matter what Sir Kingscholar said," Jonah said, positioning himself between Yuuken and the Kingscholars. "From now on, he and Yuuken-oniisama will walk on their own separate ways."

"Now see here, Sir Argentum." A Kingscholar disciple came forward, standing next to the snake corpse with a look of annoyance despite his regal posture. Yuuken knew him. Farena Kingscholar, Leona's brother. "Aren't you being too arrogant for talking to your elder like this?"

Jonah scoffed at him. "I'm trying to go against First Lady Kingscholar. But your brother has bullied oniisama several times. How am I the arrogant one here?"

"How are you not arrogant one?" Farena landed his foot on the snake's head, twisting like he was squishing some ants underneath. "Catching a third of a prey. Not even leaving us the snake. Are you purposely showing off your demonic skill?" He sighed in disappointment. "The House Crowley's upbringing is nothing more but that."

"Farena!" Claudia warned.

But Jonah just chuckled. "Upbringings? Demonic?" His hand reached for the flute that was fastened on his belt where Captain's Order previously was. Yuuken watched his brother worriedly. He knew he wouldn't hurt anyone, however, no one know how far his new power could extend.

"Jonah." It seemed that Riddle had the same thought as him as he called him, but Jonah either didn't listen or purposely ignored him. He had a mocking smile on his face as he spun his flute with one hand, challenging Farena who watched him as if he was being insulted. 

"I may never bring my sword anymore, but I can still beat you any day with my so-called Demonic power." He stopped spinning his flute and his golden eye glowed as a warning. "You guys all are no match for me!"

Farena sucked in a breath. He gritted his teeth, his growls were audible, and his fists were curled. "Argentum!" He pointed at Jonah. "You're nothing but a servant's son! Don't get too cocky!"

Yuuken let out a gasp. He looked at Jonah almost quickly. His brother was silent for a second, but Yuuken knew his anger was brewing. "Oh." He chuckled. "So that's how you wanna play?"

Riddle was quick to step in first, grabbing Jonah's trembling hand that was holding his flute to avoid bringing it to his lips. "Jonah. Focus." But Jonah once again didn't listen to him, too furious to even acknowledge Riddle. Everyone could feel the air changing like the first sign of a dangerous storm as red auras trickled down his clenched fist.

Yuuken walked toward him, positioning himself in front of Jonah and putting a hand on his shoulder, giving him a gentle yet grounding squeeze. "Jonah-kun." When he didn't get any response, Yuuken pressed a hand onto his cheek. "Jonah-kun, come back to me."

Jonah sucked in a breath and finally came out of his trance. He looked up at Yuuken with a panting breath. "Yuuken-niisama..."

Yuuken couldn't help but smile, relieve that Jonah was back again. "Stand behind me, okay?" he whispered. He turned around as he gently push Jonah behind him.

Yuuken stared Farena straight in the eyes, standing tall without any trace of fear. The young man in front of him had stepped the line. Jonah's parents had been a sore subject in their family, more often than not the arguments between his birth parents. But it never hinders Jonah's smile which Yuuken has loved ever since their first meeting. Even when his mother didn't like Jonah in the family, Yuuken made it his life goal to love his new adopted brother just like how he loved his birth sister.

"Sir Farena," he started. His voice was steady and not wanting to show any anger. "From what you said earlier, Jonah caught a third of the monsters in Phoenix Mountain. He was unruly and too cocky. He intentionally caused trouble for you." He bowed him. "I apologize to you all on his behalf."

"Oniisama!" Jonah cried, but Yuuken just glanced back and gave him a headshake.

Farena chuckled. "Sir Yuuken, you really are kind and understanding." He eyed Jonah who looked like he was ready to pounce at Farena if it wasn't for Riddle still holding his hand. "What your brother did was extremely inappropriate and made quite a fuss." He looked back at Yuuken, a victorious smile on his face. "But for Sir Yuuken and Lady Yuuka's sake, there's no need to apologize. House Crowley of Dawn and House Kingscholar of Afterglow are like siblings."

Yuuken nodded and continued with his chin raised high. "However, while I don't join in a hunt that often, I know that throughout the years of hunting, I've never heard of a rule that forbids someone from hunting too much prey. If Jonah broke a rule, which one was it?"

Farena blinked confusedly. "What?"

"Sir Yuuken, what you said might not be the best way to put it," an older Kingscholar disciple spoke up. "Although it was not written, everyone understands clearly and obeys them well."

"That's right," another younger one chimed in. "How much prey is in the area in total? Probably below five hundred. That's so little compared to the five thousand hunters attending this! And Argentum hog them for himself! What are we supposed to do?"

"It isn't his fault that others can't capture any prey," Yuuken spoke without looking at who spoke, still focusing on Farena who slowly became more annoyed at him. "Isn't the hunt all about a test of one's skill? Although the methods that Jonah-kun used are different from others, it's still his magical skill that he build on his own. Just because the others can no longer hunt that third of the prey, you can't say he follows an unorthodox path. In the end, hunting is hunting. There's no need to bring up about upbringings. Jonah-kun is a disciple of House Crowley of Dawn. He grew up with my sister and me and is as close as a brother is to me. I will not accept anyone calling him a 'servant's son'. A mockery toward him means a mockery toward our House."

Yuuken stepped forward until his chest nearly touched Farena's. He took a deep breath before releasing it through his nose. His heart was hammering hard behind his chest. He knew what he was doing was right. All for his little brother. "So, I hope that Sir Farena Kingscholar will apologize to Jonah Argentum of House Crowley of Dawn."

Farena was taken back, just like the others from the murmurs. Jonah looked like he was going to cry, while Riddle nodded at him with respect.

Claudia stepped forward, a hand on his arm and rubbing gently. "Yuuken, dear. It's a small matter. Don't be angry anymore."

Yuuken turned to her, smiling out of respect. "First Lady Claudia. Jonah-kun is my brother. I won't let anyone insult him."

He looked up to Jonah and smiled with a promise. Promise that no matter what, he will love his dearest brother.

And he still loves him until his final breath.

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A Story Told In Maybes  {Part #1}

🗡️Yandere! Enma Yuuken x reader

🗡️Summary: Enma Yuuken lives on the fine line between "Hero" and "Villain" but his story will never end in a "happily ever after" or a "tragically ever after" it will only end in Maybe...

🗡 Edited by the amazing @tealyjade-libran

🗡️ Alternative title: How many times can Genie use "Damn" in a story...

Maybe in some other world, they could have been lovers

Imagine that...

picture it as vividly as a fresh stab wound to your heart. Sketch the vision of a red waterfall carrying away your life. 

Now picture two people. A young man and woman, sitting on a park bench, holding hands and laughing, inching closer and closer. 

Imagine love, happiness, tranquility...

But those things only exist in fairy tales. And his life was most certainly not a fairy tale. 

They were foreigners, outsiders, aliens. Banished into a strange land were twisted fairy tales, roamed the earth. Where magic and mischief came as naturally to the inhabitants as breathing. Where nothing mattered, because nothing was. Everything is and thus it isn't. Nothing made sense, and sometimes, in some rare moments of stolen repose, Enma Yuuken was scared that nothing would ever make sense again. 

All of it, every microscopic thing about this 'new world' was wrong, abnormal, twisted. 

Everything except his traveling companion. Another lost soul as disjointed and out of place as he was. Another ghost trying to survive in this matrix of a so-called reality. 

There was no shock initially, no surprise in not being the only normal creature to be transported to this bizarre world. Enma knew full well that he wasn't special in any way. Another foreigner being here was one of the few things that actually made sense. 

But as the old expression goes, everything comes at a price. 

Someone else just like him being here, being stuck in this nightmare, made sense. Yet the price of logic was a thread of hysteria that had woven itself deep within his battered heart. A maddening sense that gripped his lungs, robbing them of breath. That picked off pieces from his tattered mind, replacing them with clear cutout thoughts of her. It was always only her.

His companion in this broken world just had to be you. A frail, naïve little girl with no sense about her. Some pretty-girl protagonist straight out of the pages of Shojo Beats. The kind of girl who finds her happily ever after no matter where the hell she is. 

Yet he did not have that luxury, his life was dictated by a series of maybes and could bes. He was a secondary character at best, a background shadow at worst. With no purpose other than smiling and waving. And listening to the protagonist weep about their love-driven woes.

Some days, when the dreary bell chimed for the last time, when the students marched back to the solitude of their dorms, Enma would wander around the halls, squirming in his own misery. Pondering why, oh why of all the people, in all the towns, in all the worlds, did you have to be the one to wind up in this grim land along with him. 

Why fate always had to be so cruel, so domineering, thinking it knew better than the people whose miserable lives it toyed with. He wanted to be your lover, your prince, yours. But what would a guy, who doesn’t even belong in this backward world, have to offer some heroine-type sweetheart? 

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The Ramshackle’s flickering porch light glows in the distance. Like a dying star beckoning him to a destroyed paradise. He knows what's waiting for him behind the worn door. He knows you'll be there standing by the cracked dinner table, laying out days-old sandwiches for dinner, while Grimm rangles with an expired can of tuna. He knows you'll smile with tears in your doe-like eyes as you retell the fables of your endeavors. Telling him in great detail how the so-called king of beasts overpowered you in the school garden. How the King of poisons stole yet another kiss. The tales go on and on. Never-ending, never stopping, never giving him the chance to scavenge the fragments of his shattered heart.

You play your role so damn well. You know how to be the damsel in distress, the poor thing in need of saving. It's repulsive, disgusting...but only because he doesn't know how to be the hero that you need. 

If he was being honest -something he rarely did nowadays- Those "prefects" were the root of all his problems. They were the evil that made this dark world an endless horror. They'd been the ones to drive him into the "caring older brother" role. They had twisted his hand, leading him to the role of the "side-hero" like a lamb to the slaughter. Made him into a prince charming in a world that ate princes alive and spat them out once more. 

They had sealed his fate with a few insults and loaded threats. With just a few longing stares overflowing with lust and envy. They were villains, in a world that celebrated sinners. A world that cheered when the dragon steals the princess and rejoices when the evil king sits upon his skeleton throne. They were villains in every dreadful sense of the damn word. 

It's hard to be in love when all odds are against you. 

When your fate binds you into one role with no way out.

Like a rabbit hole made of quicksand. It dragged him deeper and deeper into intimate madness.

Maybe in some fair world, those leeching villains could keep their greedy blood-drenched hands off of you.

Maybe in a world where the sun never dies, you could bring yourself to love him.

Maybe he could have been the love interest, maybe, maybe, maybe.

It's always only MAYBE!

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"Welcome home Nii-san," 

It's a sweet greeting that ties his guts into ribbons. His hands grow damp as his heavy eyes stare into yours. His lips curl into a painted smile, shielding you from the pain that's clawing in his stomach.

"Hi..(Y/n)"

His voice cracks and croaks like a dying frog. His lips feel abnormally dry and his eyes sting as if they've been pierced by diamond daggers. His steps are heavy as he plops down in his seat. The weight of his worries pulled him down harder than gravity ever could. He watches you through tried, restless orbs. Watches as you waltz over to your seat and sit down with the half grace of some future queen to be. It's bitter, dreadful, leaving a sickly toxin-like taste in his mouth. The mere thought that someday one of those, sinners, will take your hand and drag you to some kingdom far far away makes Enma want to claw his brain out with his bare nails. 

Enma's focus shifts over from his traveling companion to the silver-coated fireball licking his paws. Grimm's teal eyes scan him nervously before he offers a nervous smile, a rarity for the narcissistic cat. He's usually so talkative, so boasting, there was never a moment of tranquility with that cat around...

It takes a moment. A steel coated moment before the gears in Enma's head begin to turn. Before he can place his finger on the heavy abnormality weighing down the atmosphere. His nerves jolt to life, leaving a freezing sweat behind their trail. The room is spinning like a ballroom floor. Something's off, something big and obvious and hidden and...

Maybe...

"So..."

It's your sweet voice that breaks the tension creeping into the air. Melodic and luscious just like the sensation of a blissful dream. The room freezes in its tracks. The heavy atmosphere melts away like a cube of ice. Normality has one foot through the door. Behind it, hope and tranquility peek their heads through the tiny gap.

 Maybe just maybe everything is alright. Maybe it's just him, his stress and anxiety are starting to play cruel jokes on his wonder mind. Maybe he's just going mad. Yeah, that's the sanest conclusion to draw from all this. 

Enma cranes his neck to the side to get a better view of your face. Distress is scribbled all over your skin, like pristine razor cuts. You shift around in your seat, clawing at your uniform skirt as if the midnight black fabric is cutting off your circulation. Your fingers nudge the entrance to your pocket fiddling with something he can't quite make out. 

His voice is low, shaky, as he replies. The unusualness of the situation has him on edge. Nervous to the bitter bone. Maybe he was wrong, maybe his nerves were right to be wary of whatever this was. This uncertainty permeated the air-tight room. 

"What is it?" 

Slowly you drag out a white envelope flooded seven times over from your pocket. You stretch out your hand placing it in between his fingers. Enma throws a passive look at the note, his nose wrinkled up at the familiar scent that pervaded from the paper. 

"What's this?" 

It was rhetorical, asked out of dull, morbid courtesy. This time he didn't bother looking at you, in fear of seeing you look -lord forbids- gleeful. 

"A love letter, Grimm found it in our locker after class." 

There was a pause, lengthy, nerve-wracking, heart wrenching. Yuuken could hear the way your breath hitched in your throat, he could almost feel the excitement radiate off your body. 

"Can you believe it Nii-san? Someone actually left me a love letter!"

It hurt it really did, this time his heart didn't shatter. It simply broke, in two or three or maybe four. Who knows, who cares.  They had escalated from simple harassment and unsightly displays of public affection to leaving you love letters. How ungodly, how absurd, how brave...

He laments, eyes tracing over the fog of his breath as it wafts through the musty room. He wants to rip that damned piece of paper, shred it into millions so the words become ineligible, so you'll never read those horrible words again. So you'll forget that some damn fool other than him can actually love you. But he doesn't, he has too much self restraint and too much respect for his dear "little sister" to actually do it. 

His arm stretches over the table, skin illuminated by the dying candle on the center. He places the letter back safely in between your fingers. His eyes meet yours for only the second time that night. He takes in your face, Committing every piece of it to his miserable memory. The heartily glow in your crystal eyes, the faint schoolgirl smile dancing across your lips, the rose blush kissing your cheeks, the way the candle illuminates your skin, wrapping in a sparkling glow like the princess from those tales of old. You're mesmerizing in every way, it would be reasonable for other men to notice your elegance. No wonder those "prefects" were drawn to you so naturally like moths to a golden flame. 

"Who sent it?" 

His voice comes out like a block of ice, shielding away any and all his stray emotions. He doesn't want to know how doleful he is, he just can't have you taking pity on him. 

Your smile fades ever so slightly, your brows draw closer. Confusion is etched on your face. You haven't got a clue. 

"Well...I'm not sure, but they did say to meet them at the school gates when the clock chimes twelve."

Oh, joy, another fairy tale reference. It's comedic how fairy tales have begun to dictate his life. Everywhere he turns there's a grim tale awaiting him. Yuuken spares a quick glance at the crooked clock hanging by a loose thread. It’s a minute to midnight. 

"I should come with you" 

It's not a request but you take it as so. 

"No need to bother, I'll take Grimm, he could use the walk. He's starting to bulk up a bit"

"HEY! The great Grimm-Sama doesn't "Bulk up" He only gets more powerful!" 

Before the older male can protest, you're already halfway out the door. Grimm scurrying to follow you on all fours like a pesky rat. The door slams on your way out, leaving Yuuken alone with his morbid screeching thoughts. 

There goes the only good thing in his life. Into the arms of another. 

For a second he contemplates leaving you to fate, after all, who's he to disobey fate, go against whoever orchestrates this universe. But it's only a second, short lived and quickly died. 

Maybe he's a hero.

Maybe he's a Prince Charming.

Maybe he's a villain.

Maybe he's just some honorary older brother looking out for his kid sister.

Maybe, just maybe, he's your future lover;

and he'll be damned if he lets you slip out of hands. 

Enma's quick to grab his old practice blade from the overstuffed closet. It's not much, but it's all he has from the normal world, from his world. 

The door grates for the last time that night as he steps out into the cold midnight air. The stars blink in some sort of secret tongue, either warning him or encouraging him, he doesn't know. Nor does he truly care, for Enma Yuuken is done letting life and fate and villains decree his meaningless life. Here and now that's where he'll make his stand, he'll save you. Kiss you. Love you. Marry you. You, You, YOU

But there's still one nagging thought that screams inside his head as he dashes for the school gates. This world worships villains, prays at their feet, and hands them death and destruction on golden plates. And he's no villains, he's some sort of upside-down, in-between. Rotting alone in the border between Hero and Villain. By law of society, he's a reject, a useless foreigner, an alien, an outsider. 

and MAYBE he's already too late...

Who wrote the love letter? Was it the head of the savanaclaw dorm or maybe the head of the heartslabyul dorm ? Maybe it’s the ever mysterious  Tsunotarou... 

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imagine: poly with Yuuken and game!Yuu. SO FRIGGING CUTE

So cute! (♡ x ♡)=b

Yuu + (Y/N) + Yuuken = Best Ship Ever!

"What the hell happened?!" (Y/N) asked the two students. Instead of the A-Deuce duo causing trouble, it was the two students part of Ramshackle. Yuuken was holding Yuu in a piggyback while Yuu was looking a bit dazed. "They almost got run over during gym by a magic broom." Yuuken explains, giving (Y/N) a odd look.

"Why are you here?" The male asked, staring at the female with innocent curiosity. "Grim tried to skip gym before it even started. So I found in here trying to take a nap." The dorm leader of Ramshackle gesture to a sleeping Grim on one of the beds in the nurses office.

Yuuken nods, carefully placing the smaller student on the other cot. (Y/N) puts Yuuken in a head lock, ruffling his black hair. She thanks him happily, to which he replied with a small smile. Going over to Yuu, she let's out a sigh and sits next to them on the corner of the mattress. Petting their head carefully so they wouldn't stress out.

(I know! I haven't posted Twisted Wonderland content in awhile. I'm sorry! So as a apology; here you go! Thanks for reading! Hearts are appreciated!)

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

screams) can i get romantic yuuken x reader where . he fucking kabedons them or smth ajdhdhsjfjfjjdhdhfbfhfhfbfbffb it can be in whatever format u want !!! ightjrjththhthrfhrhhh (i go caca)

Yuuken Enma, for those who don’t know, is the TWST: The Comic manga interpretation of Yuu! If you want to read about his misadventures in Twisted Wonderland, check out turtlesoupscans’ English translation!

Plot twist, the reader here is actually a lovestruck Rook on the hunt for beauté--

Imagine this...

He had appeared out of that coffin one day, as if by magic.

A single young man. Broad shouldered, sharp eyed, sporting an undercut. And a kendo sword affixed to his back.

Him.

Yuuken Enma.

His sudden appearance had sent the entrance ceremony spiraling into chaos. A fierce spark, the prelude to a blazing dance of blue flames and fire. He was that little bit of light in the darkness, the hope that made your heart’s pitter-patter quicken.

You peeked out from your hiding spot behind the bookshelf. 

To the average onlooker, you must have looked pretty shady--eyes shielded by sunglasses, the lower half of your face concealed in a dust mask, baggy attire, and a hood puled over your head--but this was essential, in your mind, to let you follow him around, undetected. In reality, it made you stick out like a sore thumb.

There he was, languidly running a finger across a line of books. His expression was serious, softening with a gasp as he came upon the title he had been searching for.

Yuuken gently eased the desired tome out with his index, and, holding it in one hand, set to reading its contents.

You leaned forward and stared intensely--focusing on the smallest of details, from the way his brow creased in concentration to the glide of his eyes across the words. He caught a page, let it sail through the air, and flipped to a fresh one.

The heat of your gaze bore into his back.

How is he so cool, even when he’s doing the most normal things? A longing sigh escaped from your lips. I want to see that beauty up close.

Yuuken glanced up from his book.

You stiffened in horror, realizing your mistake. Ducking back behind the bookcase, you slapped your hands over your mouth---a futile attempt to muffle your own sounds.

He turned, suddenly on alert. His free hand flew to the handle of his kendo sword. In a low voice--baritone--he said, “... Who’s there? Show yourself.”

Crap.

“I know you’re there,” Yuuken called out. Not too loud as to disrupt the calm of the library, but just loud enough to be firm. Perhaps even a little dangerous.

Your heart throbbed at the prospect.

“... No answer, huh?” He sighed replacing his book and falling back into silence.

You came close to breathing a sigh of relief--but then came the sound of his footsteps, steadily approaching your hiding place.

What? No, don’t come...!!

Panic tore through your body. Your eyes darted about, seeking a place to hide, to flee. To your right, the wall. To your left, you’d risk being caught by him. You’re caught between a rock and a hard place, a butterfly in a web.

SLAM!!

Your sunglasses clattered to the floor.

In one swift, harsh motion, you found yourself pinned against the wall and staring up at the strange new student. He towered over you, his wide chest and muscular arms caging you in. Staring at you just as intensely as you had stared at him mere moments ago.

Your breath hitched.

Up close like this, you were treated to every little detail of him.

The rumors said he hailed form another world.

That would explain his otherworldly beauty. Not quite as flawless as Vil’s, not as wild as Leona’s--but it was his own. There was a warm familiarity to Yuuken’s face, like the best parts of the past, rearranged and matured.

He craned his head, lowering his face to get a better look. “You...”

Your mouth flew open--to protest, you assumed, but you struggled to get the right words out. Thump, thump, thump. Your heart hammered wildly, screaming to be set free.

“Wh-What? You... You got a problem with me?” you managed, your voice shaking slightly.

“You’re definitely suspicious,” Yuuken concluded, drawing back from you. He knelt to the floor, picking up your sunglasses, and offered them. When you hesitated, he propped them up on your forehead.

Yuuken pointed to your to your generally baggy outfit, then to the rest of your sketchy attire. “Be careful that you don’t trip. That hood can obscure your periphery. The glasses mute colors. And the mask...”

He tilted his head to one side.

“... Well, I guess the mask is alright. But the rest of it could put you in harm’s way.”

“Huh...?”

Yuuken looked at you quizzically. “The students of Night Raven College are the type to pick a fight often, right? So you should be more careful. I was close to clocking you myself with my kendo sword.”

“So why didn’t you?”

“You’re suspicious, but you haven’t attacked me like the mob students from before. There’s no reason to pick a fight with you. If I did... I’d just feel crappy.”

Your cheeks flared with heat. Something shone in his sharp eyes--nobility, earnest. Rare things on a campus teeming with faceless delinquents and troublemakers.

In the distance, a bell chimed--and both of your heads turned toward it.

“Ah, that’s the start of next period,” Yuuken noted, adjusting the strap on his sword case. “I gotta get going... But take care of yourself, alright? And no more sneaking around in weird outfits to stare at people.”

“Uh, y-yeah!”

With a nod, he turned and began making his way to the door. Just as his hand came down upon the doorknob, you called out to him.

“U-Um!”

He glanced at you over his shoulder. “Yeah?”

“Will I be able to see you again? W-Without having to dress up and watch you from a distance, I mean,” you stammered. Without getting wall-slammed.

“Hmm, I don’t see why not. It couldn’t hurt to have some regular faces in this weird world,” he replied, a small smile on his lips. “I guess I’ll see you around, then.”

With a wave, he was gone. Appearing and disappearing, as if by magic--again. Leaving the scene, your heart, a big, blubbering mess.

Yuuken Enma was a spark, alright.

The spark to start a fire in your heart.