#heartslaybul

[shakunetsubonfire]

twst funnies i made

[letterstoear]

Updated letter packages!

Here are the updated Twisted Wonderland letter packages. I've made changes from the armband earrings to more character inspired earrings and bracelets. Savanaclaw is the only dorm with bracelets because I felt it suited them more than earrings.

Each letter package cost $17 an acrylic standee, small bear plush, and a custom letter.

If you would live outside of the U.S and would like to purchase one, please DM for further details. Also, just as usual these earrings can be changed into clip on earrings.

Purchase Heartslabyul letter package here: Heartslabyul Letter Package — Letters to Ear (squarespace.com)

Purchase Savanaclaw letter package here: Savanaclaw Letter Package — Letters to Ear (squarespace.com)

Purchase Octavinelle letter package here: Octavinelle Letter Package — Letters to Ear (squarespace.com)

Purchase Pomefiore and Diasomnia letter package here: Pomefiore and Diasomnia Letter Package — Letters to Ear (squarespace.com)

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⊱ TWST Characters and the Orange Peel Theory ⊰ || Multiple Character Scenario

╭─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╮        Character(s): Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Trey Clover, Cater Diamond, Riddle Rosehearts, Jack Howl, Ruggie Bucchi, Leona Kingscholar, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Azul Ashengrotto, Jamil Viper, Kalim Al-Asim, Epel Felmier, Rook Hunt, Vil Schoeinheit, Ortho Shroud, Idia Shroud, Lilia Vanrouge, Silver, Sebek Zigvolt, Malleus Draconia (Twisted Wonderland)        Reader Type: Human, Ramshackle Prefect (Gender-Neutral Pronouns)        Warning(s): Nothing! I also always use the Japanese TWST Terms (Dorm Leader instead of Housewarden, Madols instead of Thaumarks, etc.) in my writing.        Genre: Scenario, Fluff, Attempt at Comedy        Word Count: ~1530 words        Scenario: What do the TWST boys do when you randomly turn to them, holding an orange in your palm as you ask, “Could you peel this for me?”        Author’s Note: I’ve been having a hard time motivating myself to work on requests as of late and, given the state of some of my friendships irl at the moment, I wanted to write about the TWST boys and whether or not they would “pass” the Orange Peel Theory relationship test (probably because I need some comfort right now lmao). For those who don’t know, the Orange Peel Theory is a theory that, if someone loves and cares about you, they will do the smallest of tasks for you with no fuss; this “test” is supposed to show whether or not the care and respect in a relationship are mutual (another one of these “tests” I saw was asking your friend or partner to tie your shoe for you). This was written to be read as platonic, but it can be interpreted as romantic if that’s your jam.

→ If you enjoyed my work, please reblog it if you can! Exposure on Tumblr is based on reblogging content rather than liking it, so your support would be much appreciated!  ♡ ╰─━━━━━━━━━━━━─╯

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Looks at the orange in your hand before giving you a warm smile in return, taking it from your grasp and peeling the outer rind with no comment. He even offers to feed it to you, holding one of the pieces of fruit between his pointer finger and thumb as he gently brings it to your lips. Will only take a piece for himself if you give him explicit permission to do so; after all, he doesn’t want to ask to have some of your lunch since you looked so excited to eat the orange when you asked him to peel it for you (you were more excited about the fact he agreed to peel the fruit for you rather than the orange itself). Passes the test with flying colors.

Silver

Peels the rind from the flesh of the orange with a small smile while continuing to talk happily about whatever subject you two had been discussing prior to your question. He doesn’t ask why you suddenly needed the orange peeled since it doesn’t really matter to him; you asked him for help and he was happy to deliver (he was even touched you were comfortable enough to ask him to do that for you). Passes the test perfectly.

Kalim, Rook

Peels the orange with a level of perfection you didn’t even know was possible. You’re left absolutely astounded when he returns the newly-peeled fruit in your hand with a smile, not a single ounce of pith left on the flesh of the orange slices; it was the best orange you’ve probably ever eaten in your life. He passes the test and you honestly couldn’t ask for a better person to peel an orange.

Ortho

Is a bit curious as to why you asked him to peel the orange for you since he’s seen you do it before, but he doesn’t say anything as he takes the fruit from your hand to peel it. However, he ends up overestimating the amount of strength needed to remove the outer rind from the flesh, so now the both of you are splattered in orange juice and pulp. Your laughter at the ridiculous situation makes what happened a fond memory rather than something to be embarrassed about. While he technically passes the test, you now have no orange to eat (it has been reduced to atoms). It’s the thought that counts, though.

Jack, Malleus

Agrees to peel the orange for you, but he does want a couple pieces of the fruit in exchange for his services; he doesn’t just do things for free you know. He peels the orange for a price, but it’s a reasonable deal at least. You agree to his terms and watch as he happily and easily peels the orange, humming all the while. Once the rind has been removed from the flesh, he takes three slices of the fruit for himself to snack on before giving you the rest. Even though he peeled the orange for you, he technically fails the test since he wanted something in return.

Ruggie, Azul

Plucks the orange from your palm, but asks why you’re not able to peel it yourself. Are you not feeling well or something? He then begins to ask if you’re eating an orange because you need extra vitamin C as he proceeds to ask if you’re coming down with a cold; he definitely overthinks why you asked him to peel your orange for you. So, while he does peel the orange and successfully passes the test, you’re starting to think that maybe he cares about you a little too much with the sudden worry about your well-being.

Deuce, Riddle

Demands to know why you’re asking him to peel your orange for you since he’s seen you do it plenty of times before (keep in mind, he’s asking this while actively peeling your orange for you)! He then proceeds to ask if you’ve been eating properly and taking care of yourself if removing the rind from a piece of fruit was too strenuous on your human body; he even offers you to come and join him while he trains since his vigorous routine would be sure to give you enough strength to peel the orange on your own. He passes the test, but is the lecture something you truly want to have to sit through?

Sebek

Knows and is aware of the theory since he has seen it circling around on social media as of late, but he’s happy to peel the orange for you nevertheless. He even thinks it’s super cute how you asked him out of all your fellow classmates to try this viral test with (he’s actually kind of honored)! He of course passes the test since he already knew about it, but he would have gladly peeled your orange for you even if he didn’t know about it; you’re just that special to him.

Cater

Also knows about the theory from social media, but doesn’t really want to get his hands all sticky and potentially ruin a nail while trying to remove the outer layer of the fruit. Thankfully, he came prepared in case you asked him to do this “test” since he’s not one to disappoint, pulling an orange peeler from his back pocket as he separated the rind from the flesh. However, if push came to shove, Vil wouldn’t be against ruining his nails or getting his hands sticky with orange juice if it meant he could show you how much he cared for you. Passes the test since he doesn’t mind getting a little messy if it means he can express his appreciation toward you through small gestures such as this.

Vil

Takes the orange from your hand to peel it for you, but will be teasing you about it the entire time. Why are you suddenly not able to peel an orange, hmm? Why didn’t you ask another one of your friends? Were you waiting specifically to ask him of all people? My, now aren’t you adorable! He technically passes the test even if he’s kind of mean about it. Keep in mind that he will bring up your strange and sudden inability to peel your orange up in the future to tease you.

Trey, Jade, Lilia

Agrees to peel the orange, but is a little curious why you picked an orange to eat for lunch since you usually preferred having one of the apples he’d bring (he even started bringing an extra one just for you). A little bit upset you didn’t want an apple today, but he peels the orange for you with only a single comment about your lackluster choice of fruit for the day. Passes the test and peels the orange with no problem, but he’s kind of disappointed you didn’t want an apple; he can peel an apple faster than he can peel an orange.

Epel

Straight up says no and that he knows you’re capable of peeling it yourself. Why would he bother getting his hands all sticky just for you to be able to eat some fruit? If you want it, you can go through the mess it takes to get past the outer rind. However, he immediately notices your shoulders sag in disappointment as you bring the fruit to your body before you begin to peel it yourself. He rolls his eyes and lets out a huff before snagging the orange from your grasp, peeling it himself before handing the fruit back to you without a word. Technically fails the test, but at least he peeled it for you after seeing how downtrodden you looked.

Ace, Leona, Jamil

Nods his head and takes the orange from your hand but, alas, he can’t even peel the orange. You both knew he wasn’t exactly the strongest or healthiest individual on campus, but neither of you thought it was this bad. After his pride is wounded and his face is a deep shade of red, you gingerly take the orange from his grasp and peel it yourself, offering him a piece of fruit in the hopes it will cheer him up. Passes the test even if he was unable to garner enough strength to actually peel the orange; he makes you promise not to tell anyone about this.

Idia

His reaction truly depends on how he’s feeling at the moment. If he’s in a bad mood, he’d either tell you no or – if someone had done something that day to really piss him off – crush and/or throw the orange. If he’s feeling a bit playful, he’d pluck it out of your hand and hold it high above your head while you pleaded for him to give you your snack back. However, if he’s in a good mood that day (and if he’s not trying to hide his slight soft spot towards you), he’d gently take it from your hand and peel the orange with ease, handing you back a perfectly peeled fruit for you to eat before asking if he could have a piece. He either fails the test exponentially or passes it with flying colors; it honestly all depends on his mood at the time.

Floyd

[broh3m3]

TWST misc uniform charms are now online! Rook will be sold at a slight discount due to sizing issues (I didn’t account for his hat :”D) Once restocked he’ll be at regular price

[rosadreams]

Short and quick summary of Twisted Wonderland's chapter story

Heartslaybul: Kid throwing tantrum due to strict mummy issues

Savannaclaw: A grown adult who was neglected since young is jealous of his own nephew

Octavinelle: Your normal teenage who was bullied since young and is experiencing his villain era

Scarabia: Another one who is extra jealous and wants to rule the world

Pomofiere: Yet another one who is +++++ jealous, except it potrays how media can destroy one's self

Ignihyde: An otaku that just wants his brother back and be "normal", even though he despises normie

Diasomnia: Everyone experiencing trauma left right up down sideways. Includes war + selfish people + many hidden truth and heartbreaks. Yet, it teaches us the meaning of love in family

[alastor-simp]

How Do You Cheer Up/Apologize To Them After Making Them Upset- Riddle Rosehearts

The last thing you ever wanted to do was upset Riddle, but you both had gotten into a little argument this morning.

*Flashback* You were at the Heartslabyul gardens, painting the roses red one by one, to prepare for the upcoming Unbirthday party. You had decided to fill in for the others as they were all busy with certains tasks so you decided to help out. Humming to yourself, you continued to paint the roses, not noticing the sounds of heels approaching behind you. "Prefect, may I ask why you are painting the roses red?" Turning your head, you saw Riddle standing behind you with his arms crossed, looking stern as always. "Oh, Hi Riddle, I'm helping to prepare for the Unbirthday Party. The others were busy, so I volunteered to help with the roses." Riddle listened to what you had to say and despite appreciating you helping out, there was still a problem that had to be addressed. "While I admired you helping prepare for the festivities, I'm afraid you are not allowed to perform this task since you are not a member of the Heartslabyul, and the others should be the ones painting the roses, not you Prefect." Riddle began to come closer to you, wanting to grab the paintbrush from your hand, but you stepped back from him and shook your head. You told Riddle that it shouldn't matter if you are a part of Heartslabyul or not, you wanted to help out and that's what you were going to do. Riddle's temper started to rise and his face started to turn slightly red, not use to being talk-back to, despite him controlling his anger a bit more after his overblot incident. You stood your ground and told Riddle, "Its my choice to help out at the dorm, and you don't control my decisions. You're not my mother!" Realizing what you said, you covered your mouth with your hand, staring at Riddle, waiting for the collar to appear. Riddle's face was not flaming red, but his face turned pale white from your words, and he cast his eyes down to the ground. None of you said a word, as Riddle continued to look down at the ground and slowly turned away from you, walking back to the dorm, while you watched him leave, feeling tremendous guilt from what you said.

*Back to present*

You felt horrible about the argument, as you knew his relationship with his own mother was very toxic, and yet you still said that to him. You pondered how to apologize to Riddle, then you remembered that strawberry tarts always cheered him up when he was in a foul mood, so you headed over to the Heartslabyul kitchen, and proceeded to make the apology tart, with Trey's help of course, as he was already in the kitchen, making other desserts for the next tea party.

*Evening* You stood in front of Riddle's door, fearing that he didn't want to talk to you. You softly knocked at the door and heard him from the other side saying, enter. Coming inside his room, You saw Riddle at his desk, filling out some paperwork. He noticed your presence, but he refused to look at you, Feeling nervous, you made your way over to his desk, "Umm, Riddle, I know you probably don't want to see me right now after today, but I wanted to apologize properly after what I said. I should have never said that to you and I understand if you never want to see or talk to me again." Sighing, you placed the tart next to him on his desk, "I made an apology tart for you, with Trey's help of course. I know they are your favorite." Riddle slowly glanced at the tart, stopping what he was doing, but said nothing. Feeling like you have extended your welcome, you bowed your head and wished Riddle a goodnight. You began to make your way back towards the door, until you felt a hand grabbing yours, stopping you from leaving, Turning back towards Riddle, you saw that he was looking at you this time, with a soft look on his face and cheeks a slight pink. He got up from his chair and stood in front of you, slowly approaching you, as he wrapped his arms around you in an awkward hug. "I'm sorry as well, and I also forgive you, Prefect, but promise me you won't say that ever again please." Smiling, you hugged Riddle back, saying you never will. Riddle stood stiff, surprised at your actions, before melting into the hug, and chuckling to himself.

[meiusoo-twistedtwst]

Do you think Silver’s gonna get the smallest character design change ever aft. Chapter 7😭😭

starts wearing his necklace:

I mean they let Ortho change soo🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

[subrenaspade]

Twisted Wonderland x Reader :No Place For Children Heartslaybul Pt. 1

This story is just some cute fluff I thought that some of you all would enjoy. There might be some cursing, that's all I can think of at the moment. The reader does have a bit of a backstory, giving her a little bit of OC vibes, but besides some background elements the rest is up to you. I only write Female, if that bothers you I'm sorry, I'm used to writing female and I keep having to go back to take away she/her pronouns. 

I do plan to make a series but more along the lines of while in this dorm for one chapter then while in this dorm for this other chapter.

A little background about the MC in my story so you're not all too lost. The MC used to suffer from androphobia (A fear of men), that has to do with some past trauma That I might go into more detail about later on if I decide to continue this story. The MC is also a Orphan losing her father at four, then her mother at fourteen, so there will be mention of family. The MC spent all her time in foster care, due to her mother being an orphan herself and her fathers family disowning him. 

:(Prologue)

Heartslaybul: pt one (you are here)

Savanaclaw: Soon

Octavinelle: Soon

Scarabia: Soon

Pomefiore: Soon

Ignihyde: Soon

Diasomnia: Soon

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The second Riddle had caught sight of the troublesome duo, they had collars around their necks. They also got stuck on hedgehog duty, by themselves may I add. About an hour after arriving (Name) Woke up in the arms of Trey who, let's be honest, was using her as an excuse for some quiet time. (Name) pulled away from the green haired man with glasses with a start, confused about her surroundings. A hand was placed on her head, making her stop frantically looking around. 

“Don't worry, (Name). You are just at Heartslabyul, our dorm.” Trey explained, the girl slowly relaxed at his gentle words. “How was your rest? You where really tired.” Trey laughed a little. (Name) nodded her head as she rubbed some of the lingering sleepiness from her eyes. 

“Oh! (Nickname) is awake! Hey cutie!” A ginger with long hair and a red diamond under his green eyes almost squealed. The girl shrank a little in Trey's arms, making him send a scolding glare at Cater. “Sorry, I didn't mean to scare her.” Cater chuckled warily. Trey stroked her hair soothing the already nervous child. 

“Its okay, He is my friend, Cater. I guess I have yet to introduce myself too, Im Trey.” He explained, knowing that this information might give the girl some comfort. She eyed both men before giving them a hesitant nod. Her body relaxed as she looked at the two boys. 

“Hi Mister Cater and Mister Trey.” The girl said politely. Both boys looked at the young girl, feeling really old all of a sudden. 

“You… uh can just call me Trey..” Trey muttered, feeling tired. 

“Yeah, Just Cater…” Cater followed, sitting next to Trey to pull the girl into his lap. (Name) kinda sat there feeling like a baby getting passed around at a family reunion, once she remembered what happened in Crowley's office. 

~~~(Moving to your POV cause this 3rd person is throwing me off)~~~

I shifted around as Cater started to play with my hair. As strange as it was, these strangers didn't seem dangerous to me, they almost felt comfortable. I jolted as I heard someone coming into the living room we were in. I turned around to see the man from earlier with something around his neck. I smiled at the sight of him, leaping off of Caters lap and rushed over to him.

“Ace!” I cheered as I wrapped my arms around his legs, earning a yelp from him. He had frozen in my grasp as I looked up at him. A sly smirk played on his lips as he kneeled down in front of me, meeting me at eye level.

“Hey pip squeak. I see you're awake now.” Ace said as he patted my head. I grinned at him with a nod. “It's good to see that you calmed down now. I thought that I was going to have to get the tickle monster after you earlier.” He said as he started to poke at my side. I let out a small squeal, giggling at his playfulness. I reached out and booped his nose, making him freeze. A slow evil smile played on his lips as he raised both hands slowly, wiggling his fingers to indicate that he was going to tickle me for real. I yelped as I bolted away and around the couch with him following me. 

I let out playful cries for help, though it only made the boys chuckle or smile at us. After running around for a bit I finally started to feel my little legs tire out a little, so I ducked behind the leg of a navy blue haired boy who had entered with Ace when he came in. I held his leg breathing really hard, trying to catch my breath. Ace had stopped in front of us with his arms out ready to catch me. The boy looked down at me with a blush. I fisted his pants leg in my hands giving him my best pleading look. “Please help me, mister.” I begged he stiffened at my words looking shocked I was asking him for help. Ace froze at that too, giving me a shocked expression. 

We all sat in silence for a few, then the boy swooped me off my feet and into his arms. A look with fierce determination and a challenging smirk played across his lips. Then… He bolted. I squealed as he took off down the hallway and out the door into the front yard or was it a garden. I saw Ace rushing after us and giggled into The boy's shoulder. “Deuce! You traitor!” Ace called out. I felt the boy laugh at the call out of his betrayal. 

“It can't be helped! You saw her face!” The boy who I now know as Deuce called back. “She was too cute!” 

I gave Ace an ornery wave as I tightened my grip on Deuces shoulders. Ace gave a scowl at me but soon replaced it with a smirk. He tried to pick up the pace, though Deuce still seemed to run faster than him. I then saw Aces face drop into what I would assume was horror. Followed by Deuce letting out a gasp and slipping on his own two feet. I yelped as I felt his feet slide under him, letting him land on his butt. He made sure to keep a firm grip on me, even going as far as to place a hand on my head to prevent me from bumping my head. 

“What do you two think you're doing..” I heard someone seeth. I stiffened at the enraged tone, gripping Deuces jacket. Ace had caught up to us and stopped right next to us. 

“We were just playing-” Ace was cut off with a stern voice. 

“You two have yet to do the flamingo enclosure, and your out here playing?” I had finally looked up from Deuce's shoulder to see that it was the red haired boy from earlier. I shivered at the look of anger on his face. “First you cause an accident in your class, then you try to-” I looked down feeling guilty since I was the one who got them in trouble. I pushed off of Deuce, somehow getting out of his tight hold, making Riddle snap his lips shut. I stood in front of both of them, trying to act like a shield while looking down in shame.

“I-Im sorry mister. I was the one who had them play with me. I-If you need to punish me.” I claimed to feel my legs shake. I pulled all my courage to look up and met the red hairs glare. His eyes were wide as saucers and his mouth shut and closed like a fish out of water. Slowly his face turned red. He stood still as a statue and stared at me as if contemplating every life choice he made. Finally after defeating silence he sighed, seeming to relax. He moved his gaze back to Deuce and Ace.

“Go finish the rest of your chores.” He commanded, earning surprised looks from the two boys. He looked back down at me and held out his hand. “You will be coming with me, we need to talk for a bit.” He started, waiting patiently for me to take his hand. I nodded my head, taking his hand. I turned and waved at the two still shocked boys as we walked away. 

~~~~~( third POV)~~~~

The little girl hung her head in shame as she was led through the hallways. Riddle felt a cold sweat run down his neck. Riddle can honestly say he had no clue what to do with her. He didn't have a real childhood like many of his peers, and he knew that not every child would be able to follow the rules that he had abided by in his raising. This meant that he had to control his temper and learn to let some rules go, even though it went against everything he learned. 

He was normally very lenient with her since she was from another world with no knowledge of the rules here, but she had always made an effort into abiding all the ones she could remember and keeping in mind the ones he would explain to her if she broke a rule unknowingly. However a child wouldn’t be able to remember all of them, so with a talk with Trey, as long as there was really no harm he would let it go. 

Finally making it to his room, he opened the door and ushered the young child in. He had asked Trey to bring in some tea and snacks that sat on the small coffee table in front of his chairs. Riddle finally released the girl's hand walking over to pour the tea. 

“Go ahead and have a seat (Name).” Riddle ordered. The little girl who was sure she was in trouble, nodded her head and crawled onto the sofa waiting for her scolding to begin. She looked down at her hands in shame as she waited for him to start, only he never did. She stiffened a little when a tea cup on a saucer blocked her view of her hands. She looked up at Riddle who held out the drink to her. With steady hands she took them into her hands, making sure not to spill anything. She looked back up at him confused at the kind gesture. 

“I suppose I should introduce myself” Though you already know me Riddle fought the urge to say. “I am Riddle Rosehearts, the dorm leader of this dorm. For the next few days and nights you will be staying here and sleeping in my room. Some of the students have offered to let you tag along with them during classes. So you wont be alone.” He explained, taking a sip of his tea. His eyes drifted to the still confused girl. She bobbed her head up and down to show that she understood him. “Trey told me I should inform you that I can be a little…… strict when it comes to rules… But I will try too be lenient and let some things go since these rules will seem… odd to you.”  Riddle tried to explain in a slow but easy manner. 

“Rules? But aren't there rules for a reason?” She asked, tilting her head.

“EXACTLY!!” Riddle exclaimed, making the child jump in surprise. He stared at her awkwardly then moved back to cough into his hand. “It's more… tradition for this dorm. So there is no need to worry about it.” He explained. The girl nodded still startled. She finally tilted her head at him confused.

“So mister Riddle… You're not mad at me?” She asked. He looked at her confused at the question. 

“No, why would I be?” 

“Well, you were really mad when we were playing earlier…” She explained. It was Riddle's turn to jump a little. He placed his saucer down as he recalled that he never explained that situation, though he would have to jump over special information.

“There seems to be a misunderstanding. I was more upset with Deuce and Ace for dodging their punishment. You see they put someone I care about in a bind due to their negligence. I MEAN SOMEONE WHO IS IMPORTANT TO MANY PEOPLE IN A BIND!!” Riddle corrected the last part as he realized he admitted out loud he cared for the perfect, though she had no clue she was the person. 

“Oh…” She said, looking at him in understanding. 

“A-Anyways dinner will be ready before too long, go wash up!” Riddle stood feeling his nerves rattle around. She looked at him then down at the tea she had yet to touch. She chugged it down and slid off the sofa to place it on the coffee table. She let her eyes linger on the cookies on the try, hesitantly looking up at him.

“Be for that… c-can I have a cookie?” She asked. Riddle felt his mouth form a no, but stopped himself. It was like a wave of trauma washed over him. He stood there, living every moment his mother told him he was not allowed to have any sweets or anything that was considered not healthy. Every smoke on his hand, Every time he was forced to sit at his desk  to work on a problem or think over his actions that were wrong in his mothers eyes. His hands trembled and he bit into his lip to keep from having a wail leave his throat. 

A hand. 

A small hand grabbed his arm and held on tight. He blinked his wide eyes still holding the trauma that he was reliving. The small girl stared up at him, worried swimming in her expressful eyes. He gave him a gentle nudge, making his legs buckle under his weight. However she had him pushed against the chair he was once sitting on. She crawled up next to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. All those horrible memories faded away as the warmth of her arms brought comfort to his shocked heart. He sat there silently as he regained his composure. His breath that he had not noticed he was holding started to come out in slow and even breaths. 

Once his brain started to catch up he wondered what happened. He has told many people no before. It was a common word he used for the troublesome duo, why was it so different all of a sudden. He then looked at the girl who still held him in her small arms as if protecting him. Maybe it was because he was saying no to a child?  (Name) Finally pulled away from him, noticing he had calmed down. 

“Are you feeling better?” She asked in a small voice. She stroked his hair as if comforting a child. He then came to the understanding that this was not the first time comforting someone. She analyzed the situation and his person and acted how she thought fit. No child should be able to react like that. 

“H…have you done this before?” He asked. The girl gave him a small nod.

“When anyone mentions daddy to mommy… she gets the same look in her eyes you do. Hugging her and letting her sit helps….” She explained, still stroking his hair. He felt his body droop a little, this time wrapping his arms around her to get an extra grounding. The small child did not complain or say anything to make him pull away, she wrapped her arms around in return and leaned into him. 

“That's…. Not something I would have expected….” He muttered, trying to finish gathering his thoughts. He felt the child let out a tired sigh, but not say another word. He already knew she had suffered quite a few loses in her life, from her father, then her trust, than her mother. But he didn't know what happened to her after the passing of her father. Not once has she brought it up or pushed blame onto her mother. However as an adult she was never one to bring up much about herself without being asked. That seems to be similar to her as a child. Someone who had to learn to be sympathetic and selfless at a young age. Someone who gave up their childish mind at a young age to please others. Someone…. Who was starting to seem similar to him in many more aspects, yet different in their own situation. They both just held each other, enjoying the human contact the silent comfort they got from the other. 

‘Knock Knock” 

“Riddle, you guys ready to go get dinner?” Trey’s voice came from the other side of the door. The second a knock hit the door, Riddle stiffened, but when he heard Treys voice he relaxed, knowing that Trey would not enter without permission. He pulled back, coughing into his hand to get the nerves out of his voice.

“Yes, we are coming.” Riddle called out, cursing the quiver in his voice. The child pulled away letting him have his space. She reached over for the tea, pouring him a cup and handing it to him, hoping that it would make him feel better. Out of every rule in the book, from the way she poured it and failed to place three cubes of sugar in it, he could not turn down her kind offer. He took the cup and took a sip, earning a gentle smile from the young girl. He fought the horrible feeling of breaking the rules and downed the tea like a champ. Once finished he stood up, taking the (Name) into his arms and walking to the door to go have dinner. 

[sleepy-yet-intruiged]

[mosueso]

Deuce and Ace in this 😭

[v-anrouge]

Asking the real questions

[shakunetsubonfire]

guess who's back

[letterstoear]

Bear design suggestions!

I'll be updating my bears, and I would like some suggestions to make them better than before! Below are photos of the bears, if you could give out suggestions, I would greatly appreciate it! Please just reblog or add in the comment section.

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Main Cast + (Rollo, Chenya) | Fellow and Gidel |

[queerlordsimon]

how about, riddle slowly realising he's in love with yuu? it could be little cute moments where he just sort of realises how he sees them differently from the others? (honestly, he deserves everything hehe <3)

have fun writing your adorable mini fic series and happy holidays 💓

I think im in love

Prompt: slowly falling in love with y/n

Cw

An

It all started after the over blot incident. Doesnt it always? Riddles dormmates were the first to notice, the so called favoritisim given by their hot headed housewarden. There was no way to not notice it with him. Getting out of beheadings, being allowed to eat as much as they wished, and the being allowed to pop by and interrupt study time? Unthinkable for anyone else. Epel nearly got his head on two chopping blocks one day, with both riddle and vil. But any time the prefect did it, it was always excused.

Riddle always said it was retribution for his behavior in his overblot, but the others could see under it.

Then it became study ‘dates’ as he would call them. Just being a helpful upperclassmen, or was he? Thats more when he started questioning it. What was his motives? Seeing as the likelihood of this specific freshman being there the next year was low, what was he thinking of gaining from these study times? Its not like they could use it back in their world.

The last straw was once he saw them at the holiday dance. It was the turning of the new year, and the prefect had managed to convince kalim, who didnt need convincing, that they needed a new outfit for it. So of course, y/n could now be seen dancing with their freshmen friends, dressed in classical scalding sands attire, which jiggled like bells when they walked, or pranced, around. Trey bumped his friend shoulder playfully to get his attention, off of the prefect who had stollen it.

“Ask them to dance.” riddles eyes snapped to his friend, widened as his face flushed red.

“Ask them to what?”

“You know, do what this is named after? A little jig, a little dancy dance?” cater joined in on teasing his housewarden.

“I know what a dance is, cater. What makes you think i can do that? What makes you think they would care to join me?”

“How about the fact that their approaching?” trey chuckled, tapping his shoulder to gesture, as his face went bright red as trey and cater took a step back.

“Hey riddle! Would you like to dance?” the prefect was right to the point, offering him their hand, their wrist covered in gold bangles that jingled when they extended their hands. The house warden was speechless, but nodded in his blushing fury, and took their hand. And the prefect tugged him right to the floor.

Riddle swore this person would be both the life and death of him.

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Hope you enjoyed @vtoriacore and this helped heal the wounds caused by yesterday. Thank you all for reading, and i will see you when i get the next part. Requests for this even are still open, and you can find that cry for help HERE .

-queer.lord

[tears-of-xion]

All bow down to House-warden Riddle!

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Please do not use or re-post my artwork without my permission. Thank you!   (reblogs, however, are welcome and appreciated)

I do not own Twisted Wonderland, nor it’s characters. All rights to their owners.

[spadecentral]

🦆 Duck, Duck, Goo— SPLASH! | Deuce Spade x Reader

>> requested: yes, by an anon >> a/n: YES ANON I DO SEE THE VISION!!!!! THANK YOU FOR BRINGING IT TO MY ATTENTION!!!!!!

>> masterlist: here!! >> summary: you and deuce feed ducks together, but a third party has its eye on some bread >> reader prns: they/them [not used] >> warning(s): second person pov

"Come. On!" you tugged on Deuce's arm. He was taking his leisurely time on the walk to the pond, but you wanted to be there already.

"Let me spend more time with youuuuu," he whined in return, pulling you back next to him.

"Fine," you huffed. Interlocking your fingers with him, you slowed down your pace to match his and rested your head on his shoulder.

Deuce softly rubbed his thumb over your knuckles, like he always did. He especially enjoyed these moments that the two of you shared together. The calm ones. The ones where you could just relax in each other's company.

Getting to the pond, Deuce unwrapped the packaged bread and handed you a slice.

"Yesss," you whispered, tearing off a piece of the bread.

The ducks that lived at the pond knew that you were going to feed them. The water splashed as they handed in the pond in front of you.

You crouched down before tossing a piece of bread into the water for them to pick up.

Deuce, crouching on his toes next to you, also tossed in a piece of bread.

As time progressed, the ducks had gotten more and more comfortable with the two of you.

The ducks only taking food from your hand, Deuce had gotten severely jealous.

Fiercely waving the piece of bread at the ducks, none of the ducks had decided to go for it.

But a keen eye of another bird was waiting for his turn for some bread. Decided into make it's entrance now, a goose charged at Deuce from behind.

"Deuce," you almost yelled, noticing the big charging goose headed towards the two of you. "Look out!"

"Huh—" Deuce didn't have time to finish his sentence before he was rammed into. He teetered on his toes for half a second before falling into the pond and splashing you.

"Deuce!" you were concerned at first, before laughing at his position. Sitting up, he was covered head to toe in muddy water. "Oh my— hahahaha! Oh my seven!"

Deuce only grumbled in return.

"C'mere, babe," you said. "There should be a beach towel in the basket I brought."

"Yeah, yeah..." he muttered, growing more and more embarrassed as he got out of the pond.

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