#teal rook

[the-arteest]

in light of recent events

@tealrook @genius-built-donatello

[tealrook]

Testing. First transmission, Wednesday, July 12, 2040. This is Teal Rook, also known as Casey Junior. According to my uncles, this is the internet? It's pretty old by now. I hope the Kraang don't find out about this...or Sensei. Master Michelangelo warned me against Sensei finding out, and I agree. Hopefully, this doesn't go wrong...

[josephslittledeputy]

Me ☠️ || Willa Rook (In her mom era aka FCND) Celeste Night (Post Wesley's death, giving into bloodlust & working for the High Council) || Falon Lavellan (DA:I, during the events of inquisition)

Tagged by @tommyarashikage @carlosoliveiraa and @direwombat to do this cute creator vs creation picrew game! Thank you lovelies!

Not tagging anyone this time since it seems to have made the rounds already

[hirookouji]

my personal sailor moon piercing headcanons nobody asked for

usagi: double lobes, helix, daith

ami: triple lobes, daith, conch

rei: stacked lobes, industrial, nose stud, conch

makoto: lobes, septum, belly button

minako: double lobes, hidden helix, belly button

haruka: double lobes, tragus, helix hoop, lip vertical labret

michiru: lobes, conch, rook, belly button

setsuna: lobes, nose ring, medusa

chibiusa: double lobes (done by hotaru as an experiment)

hotaru: lobes

and a bonus seiya kou: lobes, bridge (connected with a chain after transformation)

[genius-built-donatello]

Hello? Uncle Tello? I'm not sure how this works....it's, it's Casey Jr? Please help, I dunno how to set up an account. Is this the Internet? Master Michelangelo showed me this...please don't tell Sensei, he'd kill me!

-Teal Rook, Over and Out.

Ah, Casey Junior! This is, indeed, the internet! I’ve completed setting it up, it should be very useful in the future. And not to worry, I can assist with your account-making. Would you prefer to come to my lab so I can walk you through it, or would a list of instructions sent to you suffice?

[texeoghea]

still not 100% but im done with staring at this. The Rook:tm: ID under cut bc its long

Image ID: Three images of person with slim proportions and broad shoulders. Their body is covered with black scales, aside from their face and head. Their face is pale, and their hair is a reddish brown. Their eyes are black with green highlights, and their pupils are shaped like a cross, glowing teal. The left-hand image shows them in the nude. In the middle image, they are wearing a white tank top and dark, baggy and ripped jeans, beneath which are a pair of bright teal shorts and a set of black greaves. There are three belts of different colors wrapped around their torso, as well as a dark teal climbing harness fastened around them. The rings for the harness are yellow, and there is a yellow dragon-shaped buckle on their main belt. In the third image, they are clad in more black armor, although it is almost completely obscured by a large grey cloak. They are also wearing a wide-brimmed grey hat, further obscuring most of their face. The cloak is fastened at their left shoulder with a yellow clasp. End ID.

[melvinthedepressedrobot]

how do people already have their Rooks fully planned out and designed like man, I have next to no idea what character I'm gonna play til I open the game 😂

[six-improbable-things]

I keep thinking about the way I phrased this message to my DM, and I have realized this is absolutely the funniest way I could have possibly said "chronically underdressed vs chronically overdressed". It took three times as many words, too.

[shinysparklesapphires]

Name's Vivienne. Don't bother me.

template by haryuwu

twisted from: Vibry (kirakira precure)

Vivienne is incredibly standoffish around people, she gets easily annoyed aswell. Refuses to talk about her hometown or family, looking almost paranoid when the topic is brought up. Known often for picking fights (usually ending in marble having to drag her back for a lecture) she’s earned the reputation for being the most aggressive compared to the other curetiel students.

voice claim! X

dorm card: X

nicknames:

Vivi-chan (Luna)

Viv (Yuuki)

Mademoiselle Marionnettiste (Rook)

Lemon Shark (Floyd)

Buzzkill (Idia)

The super scary first year (most students)

Family:

Unnamed Father (Cut Contact)

Unnamed Mother (Deceased)

Unnamed Little Brother

Julian (adoptive older brother)

unamed adoptive mother

UM: Noir Mutation Can mutate anyone into any form the user wants, as long as they're in that form the user can control them like puppets, when released the victim will have no memory of the spell being used on them

BREAKING NEWS

A 13 year old girl named XXXXXX has been missing since 20XX,

Appearence: light teal hair, yellow eyes, and pale skin

Last Seen At: XXXXXX

If found please call the number: XXX-XXX-XXXX

[twistedwonderlandsimps]

Got random idea come while reading your Yuu Hunt and reading Yuu Leech again that Yuu Hunt meet with the Leech twins and Yuu Leech meet with Rook Hunt.

A lot of things can happen, Rook being a stalker, he is stalk Yuu Leech.

Jade and Floyd really interested in Yuu Hunt as they not like their younger brother Rook.

Though love your story and headcannon.

Thank you for reading my stories, anon! And I hope you enjoy this one, too!

-

[Yuu Leech and Rook Hunt]

“Oi! Yuu, can’t you slow down a little?” Grim grumbled as he tried to keep up with Yuu’s pace, unbothered by the dark aura they were emitting. Only Grim would be so bold to talk to Yuu while they were in one of their moods. Yuu said nothing and continued walking down the school’s hallway, ignoring how the students immediately steered clear from their path. After all, who would want to purposely irritate an already irate Leech? They’d probably be either the bravest or the stupidest person in the world. And unfortunately or fortunately, whoever it was had gotten Yuu’s attention.

“It’s like you’re trying to run away from someone.” 

Yuu clicked their tongue and cracked their neck, rolling their shoulders as if they were preparing for something. “Aiya… Do I look like someone who'd run away? I can feel their eyes on me since earlier and it won't stop. It's starting to piss me off. If they want a fight then they better do something soon because I'm getting bored.”

Grim’s ears perked up at your words. “A land predator? Are you gonna hunt them down?” It was a common occurrence for the both of them to try and beat down people or creatures that interested Yuu. No matter if it was on land or on sea, Grim always helped them take it down.

A smirk tugged at Yuu’s face, teeth bared. “If they don't make a move, I will...”

Swish!

Just then, the Leech’s hand shot up and caught an arrow mid-air. The arrow had a dulled tip, clearly not meant to seriously injure but it was a declaration to Yuu, nevertheless. Yuu smiled menacingly as they turned their head towards the direction where the arrow came from, the shine of metal visible from afar as a second arrow was prepared to be released.

“Found you.”

-

The Leech twins like it when Yuu and Rook decide to hunt each other down because it takes the attention off of them. Rook stops stalking them and Yuu doesn't put them in their inescapable hugs so it's a double win for them. They also deliberately did not tell them about Rook for the hell of it.

Anyway, Yuu Leech finds Rook interesting and enjoys fighting with him whenever they meet. Rook’s easily one of the people that can probably take Yuu's attention off of their brothers and free them from their hug.

-

[Yuu Hunt and the Leech Twins]

Yuu wasn't a coward, per se, but it does get quite worrying when they've noticed two twins with teal hair in their peripherals who had been following them for quite a while now and judging from the amount of students avoiding them, they were probably someone not to mess with.

‘So why are they following me?!’ Yuu screams internally.

“Oi, Yuu, they're getting closer. What do we do?!” Grim whispered at them, also having been keeping track of the two since they appeared. “They won't go away no matter how much we try to lose them!”

“You think I don't know that?!” Yuu whispered back.

Unfortunately as fates would have had it, as Grim and Yuu weren't that familiar with the school’s layout and that made it all more easy for the Leech twins to corner them.

“N-Now, now…” Yuu tried to placate as they backed up, putting their hand in front of them like that would physically stop the slowly advancing Floyd. Jade was standing behind him, guarding the way out should Yuu slip by his brother.  “I'm sure that whatever my brother did, I had nothing to do with it.” This whole situation was probably their brother’s fault. Yuu just arrived at the school a few days ago so there was no way they could've done something. The most logical thing here would be because of their brother.

‘What’s this? Can't get back at the younger brother so bully the older sibling instead?’ Yuu cried inside. They were sooo going to tell Rook to stop whatever it was he was doing with people.

“Heh, you remind me of a shrimp. I'll call you Shrimpy…” Floyd smirked, finding it amusing how different Yuu acted compared to their young brother. “Come here, Shrimpy, Shrimpy.” He lunged for the older Hunt. Except, he didn't make contact as he found himself falling backwards from a sudden weight pulling him back and onto the ground. Floyd tried to get up but soon realized that the lapels of his clothes had been bolted down on the ground with a crossbow arrow.

Yuu didn't hesitate reloading and quickly aimed the crossbow, firing multiple shots consecutively at Jade who dodged their attack. However, it seemed that this was exactly what Yuu planned as they and Grim made a mad dash towards the exit.

“Sorry, I'll pay for your clothes lateeeeer!”

-

While Yuu Hunt may be a bit of a ball of anxiety, they– like all the other Yuu sibling variants– have the skills to deal with others. Remember, they're a Hunt and while they are scared of Rook, they're still the oldest Hunt sibling.

Yuu is terrified of the Leech twins but always uses non-lethal methods to escape them. Rook, however, is still and always will be their top one most scary person to be hunted by. 

[schoenpepper]

'Til Someone Gets Hurt (Mean Girls the Musical)

Intro: You play a game with Floyd Leech. At the end of it all, you both get hurt.

Warnings: bad writing, awful grammar, not proofread, high schoolers doing things high schoolers should not be doing, do not imitate, Floyd Leech comes with a warning of his own, google translated French, bad words

A/N: Don't mind me just casually vaguely mentioning my oc see if you can spot 'em huehuehue

Masterlist

Yes, I look perfect

Ice Queen, that's what you see

It's what they all expect from me

But it's all show!

Go to school, they said. It'll be fun, they said. You're so gorgeous you definitely won't have a hard time fitting in with everyone, they said. You think to yourself as you jot down notes on paper, that if you ever found out who "they" were, you would push them out a window and watch them fall splat on the pavement into nothing but what was previously a meat puppet. Your eye catching good looks didn't mean shit back when you were being homeschooled by your parents in Africa, but Coral Shore High is not nearly as subtle in its staring as the monkeys and lions you used to talk to. You feel too many eyes on you and it makes you grip your pen tighter and wish to stab them all out one by one.

You thought humans had more decorum.

The fucking parakeets had more etiquette, that's for sure. Especially when you're making your way to the cafeteria and some girl trips (a little too obviously) right into your arms. She's all blushy and fidgety when you gently push her upright on the ground, and she thanks you and offers her number.

"Oh." You say with a blank stare. "We didn't have phones back in Africa."

"I could teach you if you—"

"Sorry, I don't have a phone."

With that beautifully blatant lie, you walk off to line up in the canteen to grab a tray of food, surprisingly more edible than movies portrayed high school food to be. You stand still and scout out which table is most optimal, and end up getting flagged down by some tall, champagne blond hottie with purple tips in his hair. He's definitely at least as attractive as you, so you think that he won't be slobbering all over you like the guys you sat with yesterday. It only takes a few steps for some wall to bump into you, teal hair and mismatched eyes and muscle and sharp teeth, leering down at you for only a second before marching off.

"Watch where you're walkin', shrimpy."

You don't appreciate the nickname, but you ignore it and go sit down next to the beautiful blond man. It's your lucky day because Vil Schoenheit is a model, full on desensitized from faces like yours. And he feels like a naggy mother with the way he grills you over your choice in food. He's kind, but it's hidden behind words so sharp they could stab you right in the gut. Rook Hunt is another handsome blond, if not a little unsettling when he fawns over your beauty in mixed French, and he gives off similar vibes to poachers your parents used to ward off in the savana. Epel Felmier is more cutesy than Vil's regal brilliance or Rook's off-putting handsomeness, but he threatens to throw hands when you say he's pretty.

Well, maybe you can fit in, after all.

Face it, you used me

You saw the sexy clothes

My supermodel pose

What did you know?

You should have stayed with the pretty trio instead wandering on your own. In your defense, you were just walking to class and minding your own business. Except, said class is in a building with the entire football field across the one you were in, and said football field has, regrettably, the football team playing on it. You feel nothing but disgust when the wolf whistles reach you, and absolute abhorrence when three guys with very punchable faces approach you with sly smirks, the rest of the team watching on.

"Hey sexy. You look like you could use some lovin'~"

You roll your eyes and keep walking. Surely, this is a clear enough sign of your disinterest, yes?

"Oh, playin' hard to get. That's hot."

"You're cute when you're mad."

"Baby, you wanna skip class with us and—"

You give them your best, and most charming smile.

Rook taught you that everyone deserves to see beauty before they feel excruciating pain. And you're sure, when your knee meets three different pairs of balls in succession, that the rest of the team sharply takes in a breath. "You wanna have more fun, boys?" You drawl lazily with a soft grin. "I have a little bit of time to play with you."

They don't answer as they curl up on the grass in pain. Satisfied with your handywork,  you go back to walking to your calculus class.

You don't notice trouble, but he notices you.

"Are you interested in them?" Jade asks, clad in comfortable casual clothes while sat on the bleachers as he hands Floyd a bottle of water. Floyd laughs and eyes his three teammates who were struggling to get back up. And then, inevitably, back to you. "See Jade, I thought it was just another shrimp. But now I think they're more like a sting ray." He licks his lips. "That's fun. I like fun. I wanna try 'em."

Jade chuckles along with him.

Was I a game to you?

Was I a way to be cool?

I truly cared

Was I the fool?

"You hooked up with who, now?"

Vil's gaze has a way of making you feel like every decision you've ever done is stupid. To be fair to him, however, this one certainly is. You grimace and take a sip of your energy drink, pointing at one of the guys practicing on the basketball court. Floyd shoots a three-pointer and grins your way, flexing his shoulders so that the scratch marks you'd left last night peek out of his jersey.

"How in the world are you so infuriating?! Do you know who that is?"

"I mean, I was drunk." You sigh. Vil looks at you like a disappointed parent while Epel and Rook look at you in shock. "Besides, it's just a hookup. I don't even have his number, I'll probably never talk to him again."

"Then why are we here at your behest?"

You feel your cheeks flush. "Because I wanted to watch basketball?"

Even you know your excuse is shitty, but it's not as if you could tell the trio to their faces that last night felt good and Floyd was really right up your alley and your hands missed the feel of his abs, right? The man seems really in the mood today as he effortlessly makes another shot, making you clap your hands slowly. You stop when you see the three glaring at you. "You certainly have a unique eye for beauté." Rook says lightly, and you're pretty sure he's just saying you have bad taste. "Floyd Leech, twin to Jade Leech, part of football, basketball, swimming, and volleyball, an athletic superstar with a rather dreary disciplinary track record erased by his parents. He's left handed, has had at least four previous relationships, has almost beat someone to death twice, and spent the night in juvie just before his eleventh birthday."

"Rook, how do you even know all of that?"

Rook smiles and puts a finger to his lips. "That is a secret. Still, he is not exactly a prime choice for a partner. May I interest you in some other options?"

"You may not." You sigh.

"Well, if Y/N says it was just a hookup, then it's probably the end of it." Epel smiles softly, and you almost feel guilty when you nod with him. Right before you get in your car to drive home, you get a text from Floyd.

[Floydie: my team totally saw ur marks on my back hehe]

[Floydie: u should do it again sometime jellyfishie]

It's fine for you

It's fine to flirt

It's fine

'Till someone gets hurt

'Till someone gets hurt!

You know it's just a game.

He knows it's just a game.

You're two high schoolers making high school mistakes, and you take it all in stride when you let him into your house. Your parents are off somewhere so you don't need to worry about getting caught, but what you do have to worry about is Floyd finding some weird house ornaments your parents love and playing with them. "Floyd! Stop it, that's not a toy." You take the vase from his hands and put it back on the counter. "If you touch another delicate item in this house that you could very well break I will kick you out, do you understand me?"

"Okay chill, clownfish. I won't touch."

"Good." You sigh in relief and lead him up the stairs to your bedroom. Is it a good idea to let your booty call into your home? Probably not. But there's a calculus exam tomorrow that Floyd hadn't studied for, and Jade warned that if he fails, he'll get suspended from all his sports until he can get his grades back up. You didn't know what that had to do with you, but Floyd insists you tutor him or he won't get you laid while he's suspended.

Rude.

"What about this one?" He points at another question on the textbook. The two of you are sitting on the floor, comfortably leaning on each other with your tiny study table propped up on the rug. You glance at the equation and point to the notebook in your hands. "That one is similar to—Floyd." You hiss out a warning when you feel his hand crawling up your thigh. "We're supposed to be studying, remember?"

He giggles, tracing his finger on the hem of your shorts. "But that's boring, right? Let's have some fun."

"No, Floyd, what if you fail your exam?"

He leans in closer to you. As his lips find yours, he pushes the study table away and your notebook along with it. "I lied to you, you know?"

"There's no calculus exam?" You huff.

"There is~ But I don't need your help to pass." He's toeing the lines you set, nudging your boundaries in his favor. "I just wanted to see your home! And your bed...and maybe you naked on it..."

You don't fight back when his hands are moving up underneath your shirt, only rolling your eyes and muttering under your breath. "This better be good, Floydie. And you better help do my laundry tomorrow."

He laughs again.

Feel my heart beating

I'm just like her or you

People forget I'm human too

Yes, they do that

Vil shouldn't have told you to join the cheer team, and he certainly shouldn't have forced you to wear the cheer uniform in the ungodly colors it has. You give him an unimpressed look, tugging on the edge of your crop top. "I look like a glowing neon sign at the door of a strip club. Or a toxic mushroom. Or a hallucination of someone who's high off Everclear and cocaine." You didn't think anyone would ever be crazy enough to pair traffic cone orange and cyan together, but somehow, the cheerleading outfit proves you wrong.

"It's...atrocious, yes." Vil nods.

You're shocked he has the audacity to agree with you when his cheer outfit is dark blue and cyan, an actually cohesive color combination.

"Ne t'inquiète pas, Y/N. You are beauté!"

You don't want to look at Rook who's sporting a neon green and orange crop top and skirt combo.

"Y'all look ridiculous." Epel drawls in his casualwear, pushing his hands into his hoodie pockets as he looks at the way the three of you are dressed.

You and the rest of the cheer squad are called to the field before the players arrive, performing a few routines to rally the audience. You don't really think you have anything to fear considering your school's football team is the best one in the state (and Floyd's probably left at least one person from each team they've ever played against a healthy dose of trauma), so all your focus is more on trying not to blind yourself whenever you catch a glimpse of Rook from your periphery. As you'd expected, the game is won all too easily with your booty call seemingly in just the right mood, and he runs towards you happily, spinning you around in his arms while your friends watch on in distaste and disappointment.

"Floyd, put me down!"

"Nuh uh, mandarinfish, you look so cute!" He smiles at you as he carries you. You sit on one shoulder and watch him celebrate with his teammates, grinning up at you occasionally. You give up trying to get back down.

"Did you cheer for me?"

In the football team's empty locker room, when everyone else is out in some diner ordering milkshakes as a trophy, you have one leg up Floyd's shoulder as the other one shakily wobbles to try and keep you upright. He's laughing at you but steadying you by the waist, squeezing the skin exposed by the uniform. "So flexible, hm~?"

"Floydie, fuck, stop teasing!"

He drinks in your whimpers and giggles. His hips roll against yours in a fluid, familiar motion, and the thin fabric you're wearing is not enough to stop the feeling.

"If you weren't cheering my name before, I'll make sure you scream it out now, okay?"

This is performance

This is all self defense

I thought you had the sense

To see through that

[Floydie💙: bettafish wer u at]

[Floydie💙: if u come to the party w some other dude istfg]

[Floydie💙: 😠]

Your first Halloween party starts off with a series of angry texts from your friend with benefits (you tell yourself you like him platonically, enough times for it to stick to your head). You chuckle and shoot him back a reply before going back to staring at yourself in the mirror. "I feel like this kind of costume should be illegal." You say to your friends waiting outside the curtain. You don't think white and green underwear with plastic robo wing attachments and silver boots count as a 'costume', much less clothing, but you have to admit that Vil's taste is still impeccable even when it concerns slutty halloween outfits.

It makes you look super fucking hot.

Not that you weren't already, but you're sure if he sees you like this, he'll drag you into an empty room and eat you like a free-for-all buffet. Not that you mind.

"Well? At least come out and show us."

You don't want to annoy the queen bee, so you step outside in your sacrilegious Buzz Lightyear mockup and turn around so they can inspect it. Vil gives an approving nod, Epel claps with an amazed expression on his face, and Rook spouts off some soliloquy about your beauty. You admire their equally slutty halloween fits; Vil dressed as Suicide Squad Margot Robbie's Harley Quinn, Rook looking like a cowboy stripper, and Epel as... why is he dressed in a giant inflatable apple costume? You shake your head and ignore the elephant (epelphant) in the room. "Anyway, this party's not really all that important, but Neige insisted we be there." Vil scoffs. "And he better have his jaw dropped to the floor with how much hotter I am than he is."

That's what he says, but upon pulling up to the party and thirty minutes later, he's less 'preening like a peacock' and more 'getting some cute guy's tongue shoved down so far his throat it probably reaches his esophagus as said cute guy is practically rutting into him in the hallway'. You swear you've never seen this guy in your life, but Rook assures you that Vil knows what he's doing (which you do not doubt) and pushes you along as you try to find Floyd in the sea of illegally drunk high schoolers. You assume a six foot hunk of muscle wouldn't be too hard to find, but you struggle for ten minutes and decide to just give up and text him.

[You: where tf are u]

[Floydie💙: thats what ive been asking dhfjk]

[Floydie💙: did u just get here]

[You: no i was watching vil get it on with some dude]

[Floydie💙: ew gross get ur ass to the second floor first room on the right]

When you get there, you find Floyd in a low effort zombie costume, sitting on the rails of the balcony with his legs swinging. He gives you a smirk and pats the space next to him. "You look real nice. C'mere." You sit next to him, making sure your plastic wings don't accidentally push him off the edge. "Whose house is this anyway? How did they get permission to throw a party this big?" You ask as you lean against his shoulder. His arm wraps around you and pulls you closer to himself. You find your legs swinging in the same pattern as his.

"Some guy."

"Not important?"

"No."

You chuckle at his words. You find him looking up at the stars, so you do the same. "The light pollution in the city's made the sky a little worse." You mumble softly. "In the savanna, the skies were always so clear. You could see every star shining brightly when it's night."

"That sounds real nice."

"It was."

"I wanna see it someday." Floyd hums. "With you."

You close your eyes and push his words out of your mind.

Was I too proud with you?

Was I too cold and forbidding?

And you chose her over me

Are you kidding?

Are you kidding?

The game's gone on for too long.

Your fuck buddy, somehow, is sitting next to you in the cafeteria. For two weeks now. Azul is at the head of the table, Vil is on the other head, Rook and Epel are on one side while you, Jade, and Floyd sit on the other. They all seem to be getting along well enough, and even Vil, who's always been against your less than stellar taste in men, seemed numb enough to the sight of Floyd practically sprawled over your lap as he nudged another spoon of his homemade lunch against your lips. "Come on, sea star, another bite? Just another one, please, I worked real hard on it for my little sea star, y'know?" You're helpless at the sight of his puppydog eyes and eat what he's offering.

"Yay~"

"This is vomit inducing." You hear Azul mutter under his breath, and to be honest, you might be a little inclined to agree if you didn't enjoy Floyd's company so much. Of course, it doesn't end at one bite. As you've done in the past two weeks, you set aside your bought lunch (that scrappy guy in the volleyball team can handle it) and finish Floyd's bento. You used to feel bad for doing so, but you found out on the first day it happened that he actually brings two bento boxes so that he can feed you before he eats.

"Good sea star, next week you can just not buy lunch!" He pats your head happily, and you nod along.

Have you been too close to Floyd?

You wonder as you walk down the halls, waving and smiling at acquaintances who call out their greetings. You know he's here again when the people around you start to shy away, faces like they've seen a monster. You don't blame them, you know Floyd has a reputation for being rather violent, if not just a straight up bully.

You've just never experienced it.

Not when he's studying with you, going to your cheer practices and screaming your name, chatting with you about random things for hours, bringing you food he'd cooked by himself, giving you little trinkets he said reminded him of you...

Your heart tightens.

He's a better player than you thought.

His arm is wrapped around your shoulder as he chatters your ear off about how he and Jade are going on a hike on the weekend. You listen intently, nodding along all the way to the parking lot. He walks you to your car and even opens the door for you. Your mind blanks when he leans down to kiss you (it's sweet, it's tender, it's so weird but you don't care). You give him a smile and shut the door before driving away.

You have two days where Floyd will be out of town with no reception.

Two days to clear your head.

Two days to reset your boundaries with him.

You wonder if two days are enough to remind yourself the words he'd told you in the beginning of your arrangement.

"Don't go fallin' for me, 'kay? That's boring. I don't like boring. The moment you get boring, I'll drop ya', capiche?"

"What if you fall for me?"

"Hah? Ain'tcha funny? I don't fall."

Right. He doesn't fall. Even if all his actions right now make it seem like you two are dating, it's all a trap. And you like him a little too much to just end it right there. You'd rather be his contractual fling than be that one person who caught feelings in an fwb situation, wouldn't you?

Poor little me

All trapped in this fabulous show

You could set me free

But if you're going, go!

Go! Oh! Oh!

[Floydie💙🥰😚: seashell have you been avoiding me]

You know Floyd's serious when his texts aren't a mess of shortened words.

[You: no??? just been busy w that math comp training]

Your excuse is bulletproof. Sure the nerds in the 'mathletes' team drool over you occasionally, but it's a small price to pay in order to get your head on straight. Two days with no contact wasn't nearly enough. In fact, it only cemented the saying 'absence makes the heart grow fonder'; indeed, when Floyd was gone, you only missed him more and more. You think that one of these days, you might just make a mistake and tell him the truth. But the thing is, Floyd doesn't need your love.

Floyd doesn't want your love.

Instead of stuttering and stumbling about in front of him, you choose to run away from your problems. Whenever you have free time, you cover it up with math training and tutoring in preparation for the competition. When lunchtime rolls around, you tell your friends you need to be eating with your teammates in order to foster a sense of camaraderie and cooperation (bullshit). After school, you tell Floyd he'll only be a distraction if he studies with you, and you really need to study for that math competition.

In short, that math competition has been carrying most of the load of your excuses.

[Floydie💙🥰😚: when i find you im going to shove you in the janitors closet]

[You: thats bullying, floydie]

[Floydie💙🥰😚: nah seashell imma fuck you in there 🙂]

[You: threatening]

[Floydie💙🥰😚: not a threat its a promise]

You hope he doesn't find you, really. If only because you still can't control your stupid heart around him, and every glimpse you catch of him is infinitely expanded in your dreams. You watched him for a little while during volleyball practice, and you had a very shameful dream regarding the volleyball court, an audience, and Floyd pushing you up against the net.

You put your phone down when Professor Crewel calls for your attention.

"There are only three days left until the competition, pups, so I expect all of you to be on your best behavior."

There's also only three days left before the Spring Fling, meaning, you can't attend the formal that has the entire student body buzzing. You voted for Vil as Spring Fling Queen, obviously. And Spring Fling King. He was in both categories so you did as a good friend would do and voted for him in both categories, as well as helping Rook spread the word for everybody else to do the same. You look down at your practice booklet to see Crewel's bright red 'good pup' and a 100 next to it. You'd rather go compete anyway.

Floyd in a suit might just make you melt.

"You're really not going? Not even after the competition?"

In your room, you pinch your phone between your ear and your shoulder as you flip through a textbook. Vil's voice is elegant as ever even through the speakers. "Nope, sorry Vil. You know my situation."

"Oui! We understand, Y/N." Rook chuckles in the group call. "It must be quite difficult being caught like prey in the trap of love, non?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"What didja' say?!"

"Rook!" You hiss out, slamming your book close. "I am no such thing."

"Please, Y/N, you underestimate Rook's perceptiveness." Vil scoffs. "Explain."

You groan. "It's nothing, alright?"

"Non! It is not nothing. Our dear Y/N has fallen madly in love with that Floyd Leech and is now on a mission to erase their feelings in order not to get hurt. Oh, the beauté of amour jeune et douloureux."

"Rook, shut up!"

"Y/N, is it true?"

You purse your lips. It takes you a few seconds to answer. "And if it is?"

"Then you have really bad taste."

"Whatever. Just please, if he ever asks you guys about me, just say I'm in training."

"He has been asking about you."

"What did you say?"

"That you're busy."

You nod and sigh in relief. A message pops up in your screen.

[Floydie💙🥰😚: seashellllll]

[Floydie💙🥰😚: i miss u ☹️]

[You: haha]

You almost send an 'i miss u too'. You don't, though. Because you're smarter than that, aren't you?

[You: i'll see u after the comp ok]

[Floydie💙🥰😚: not if i hunt u down first 😠]

It's fine for you

It's fine to flirt

And God, you're hot

Why do you even wear a shirt?

It's fine!

Damn, you're fine.

Damn, you're mine!

You're really good at this hiding thing.

(Of course you are, or Floyd would've found out about your feelings for him ages ago.)

Three days pass all too easily and he never even catches a whiff of you. You win the ICMT State Final Championship (sponsored by no one), and as you sit in the back of the van with your teammates all rowdy in celebration around you, you take out your phone and take a look at your messages. You're not surprised it's mostly Floyd.

[Floyd: wer u at]

[Floyd: coral]

[Floyd: i thought u wer gonna b at the sf 😐]

[Floyd: is ur stupid comp not done yet or wat]

[Floyd: i cant dance the waltz thing w no partner yk]

[Floyd: like halfway done rn]

[Floyd: r u not seeing my messages coral]

[Floyd: jade just called me lovesick lmao tf does that even mean smh]

[Floyd: can u reply when u get my messages]

[Floyd: pls]

[Floyd: did u win]

[Floyd: go win ok]

[Floyd: do u also think im lovesick]

[Floyd: r u avoiding me cus u think im in love]

[Floyd: if i promise im not will u come back]

[Floyd: what do u want me to say]

[Floyd: im sorry coral 🥺]

[Floyd: it just happened]

[Floyd: pls reply]

[Floyd: i miss u sm]

[Floyd: im sorry]

You hear your heart breaking in your chest.

[You: im not avoiding u]

You walk into the auditorium in your 'Mathletes' shirt and jogging pants, a gold medal around your neck. You look very out of place in the ocean of sparkles and sequins, but Rook quickly waves you over with him and Epel. "The crowning is just about to start, you have incroyable timing!" You watch the nominees on the stage as Crowley reads out a script from a cue card. "And the winner for Spring Fling Queen is... Vil Schoenheit."

You clap along with everyone when the blonde walks onto the stage and gracefully accepts the crown.

"And the winner for Spring Fling King... is also Vil Schoenheit."

Everyone claps louder as Vil chuckles on the stage, placing the other crown on top of the first one. He now has two sashes crossing over each other with two large bouquets in his hands. The principal cancels the 'King and Queen first dance' portion and invites everyone to waltz. Even as you stick by Rook and Epel's sides, you can feel a familiar gaze on you following you through the dance floor.

"Y/N."

It's Jade.

"Hi. What's up?"

"My brother has been quite, hm, mopey, lately. Would you happen to know anything about that?" You shrug.

He doesn't seem to believe you, and his smile doesn't reach his eyes. You swear his entire aura darkens when he speaks again. "I really do like you Y/N, you've made my brother so happy, and he's always such a joyful figure whenever I see him cooking for you in the kitchen. However, he's been quite distraught as of late, with neither appetite nor cheer since you've begun avoiding him in the name of your competition. Now that said competition is over, congratulations by the way, it is in your best interest to talk your problems out with Floyd, wouldn't you agree?"

People always said Floyd was scarier. You wonder if you can record Jade as he is right now as evidence to disagree.

"Jade, we don't have problems, okay? Floyd and I just want different things." You take a small step back with both arms raised up. "I'm just respecting his boundaries."

"Is that so? Then pray tell, what is it that you want from Floyd that you believe he disagrees with?" He tilts his head, grinning toothily. "Is it that you only wish to remain in your contractual physical relationship? Even so, you could at least reject him outright, yes? What good would it do either of you if the only thing you do is run?"

"No! It's the opposite. He doesn't want an actual relationship. That's what he said. He said if I fall for him then it's over and Jade, I don't..." You gingerly tug at his sleeve, forcing your tears back. "I don't want to lose him. If the only way I can have him is by having a no-strings attached kind of thing, then that's fine. I'll talk to him again, just, when I've finally settled my feelings, okay? Please."

He looks shocked by your words. 

Jade sighs and plops you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. You don't struggle (because it's pointless), and no one in the crowd bats an eye (Floyd may be seen as scarier, but that didn't mean Jade was weak or angelic). He deposits you to the door of the parking lot and heads back inside the party, waving you off with a few more words. "He's at his usual spot, probably whining to the moon about you. Do fix him up for me."

And it's fine!

'Till someone gets...

Hurt! Hurt!

'Till someone gets hurt!

'Till someone gets hurt!

It feels like a walk of shame when you head towards Floyd's favorite parking spot. You're pretty sure it was supposed to be for faculty members only, but you don't believe that principal Crowley has any sort of dignity left for him not to sell a faculty parking space to a well paying student (you don't want to know what the Leech parents do, not now at least). You spot him easy, laid down on the top of his jeep in a crisp suit and tie that looked like it was ironed right onto his body. He's murmuring things you can't understand, but you really don't believe that he's 'whining about you to the moon', as his twin had claimed.

You knock on the side of the car.

When he looks over at you, you give him a smile and reach your hand towards him. "Get me up, Floydie?" With his help, you climb onto the roof and sit down next to him. He's staring at the stars again, but he's never let your hand go even once.

"Why were you avoiding me?"

"I wasn't avoiding you."

"Stop lyin'."

You purse your lips. You're never sure what to do in moments like this, when he sheds all his playful mischief. He seems like a completely different person. Not bad. Just so... different. And he doesn't seem mad (you'd have an easier time if he was), but the conflicting feelings swirling within his skin escape through him and taint you too. You do what you're used to doing with him; get physical. You turn to straddle his lap and lean in closer to him. Your legs are propped up on either side of his own as he leans back on his arms, palms flat on the roof the two of you are sitting on.

Your fingers grip onto his tie, lightly tugging. "Floyd." You barely acknowledge one of his hands resting on the back of your thigh. "I've just been so confused lately. I want you in so many ways and what we have right now? It just doesn't cut it anymore. So tell me off, okay? Tell me you want me to leave. But if you want me to stay then, tell me that you like me. Tell me that you want me. Tell me you love me."

Will he say the words?

Probably not.

This on and off situationship leaves no room for genuine feelings between the both of you. But you make it clear to yourself that this is last time. He can't play with you any longer, and you won't toy with him anymore. And if he doesn't say what you want to hear, then you'll let him go. It's so easy you can't believe you didn't do it forever ago. You keep your eyes trained on his mismatched ones of gold and olive and, even though you know he'll let you down, your heart pitter patters in a rhythm you've heard before. Floyd seems to be thinking your words over as his thumb rubs small circles into the cloth of your pants. You wonder if he's taking this as seriously as you are. Can he see a life with you? Does the thought of settling down bore him?

You can't think about it. If you do, you lose.

Force yourself up into the higher position and gain the upper hand, because the man in front of you is a vulture circling overhead for signs of weakness. If he finds it, he might just tear you apart. "Y/N." There's an unprecedentedly serious look on his face as his slanted eyes bore into you like they're picking you apart and deciding which pieces of you are worthy of keeping. "The moon looks beautiful tonight, doesn't it?"

You laugh.

So many months of pining and hopeless romance-ing has lead to this. You don't hear what you want.

But it's practically the same thing.

It feels rather anticlimactic. But he's swallowed his pride and admitted his mistake, at least, in your eyes. And if this is the closest you can get to him, the closest he'll let you get to him, then it'll do for now.

"Floyd."

You tug him by his tie until his lips are brushing against your own.

"It's the most beautiful moon I've ever seen."

[tealrook]

Junior, please hand me your phone for a couple minutes. Totally unrelated to recent events.

- @genius-built-donatello

UNCLE WHY DOES THAT EVEN EXIST? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS? y'know other than be born in the apocalypse- SHELLDON DON'T RECORD THAT

[sweetbunpura]

I'll defend you until my last breath

While spending the summer in the Coral Sea, due to an invite from the infamous Octotrio, Yuu finds themselves exploring part of the ocean while the Octotrio had headed off for a quick second to handle something. It would've been fine, but the sea is dangerous and merciless, and soon Yuu finds themselves being stalked by a deadly predator. Yuu, used to the feeling of being stalked thanks to Rook, freezes in the water and looks around for the sea creature. The creature bursts towards them in a fury of sharp teeth, Yuu narrowly managed to swim out of the way and still gets hit. Blood clouds the water as they frantically swim to the nearest cover. They find their back pressed against the wall, watching with wide eyes as the creature speeds towards their hiding spot....

Jade:

Jade wastes no time, using his long and agile body to slam into the creature and wrap his tail around it. He hisses, fins flaring out as he tightens his hold on the wiggling monster. Jade digs his claws into the creature, tearing into the flesh and causing blood to cloud around the fight. He then throws it into the wall and glares down at it.

"If you value what reminds of your fragile little life, you'll swim away and never come after them again." Jade lets it go and the creature weakly swims away.

He lowers his fins and swims to where Yuu is, who pokes their head out to stare at him with wide eyes.

"I apologize for having to see me in an unsightly manner."

"That was cool..."

"Hmm?" The smile that graces his face means that he definitely heard it.

"Nothing." Yuu swims out and hugs him. "Thank you."

Jade clears his throat and moves his head to hide his blush. "You're welcome."

Azul:

As much as Azul despises his true form, there are times where the strength it provides is needed. Black and dark purple tentacles shoot out and wrap the creature up, halting its snapping jaws from sinking into Yuu by a mere few inches. He handles the creature with ease, increasing the pressure around it before throwing it behind him and punching it into the sandy sea floor.

"Leave, or you'll suffer worse than what I gave you."

The creature shakes its head and departs to no doubt nurse its wounded pride. Azul watches it for a few moments before turning to Yuu.

"Prefect, are you hurt?"

Yuu's staring at him with a stunned look in their eyes, it takes him a few seconds before he realizes why. His tentacles curl around him in an effort to hide his body. Oh, he must look absolutely hideous to them. He starts racking his brain for an NDA for Yuu to sign when they open their mouth.

"That was so cool. You're so cool." They swim towards him and Azul moves a tentacle to watch them. "Oh, and your pupils!"

Yuu starts gushing over him, completely forgetting to thank him, and sending Azul into a flustered mess.

Floyd:

"That's my Shrimpy you're huntin'!"

A teal blur slams into the creature sending them both tumbling around in the water. Floyd's tail wraps around the monster in a crushing grip as his fins flare out. His teeth bared in an angry snarl as he tore mercilessly into the creature. Floyd soon ends its body slamming into the side of the wall as he lets out a very low hiss.

"You better run before I kill ya."

The creature flees as quick as it can with its injured body. He turns to where Yuu is with his body still tense and his fins still out.

"Floyd?" At hearing his name, his body finally relaxed and his fins laid flat.

"You okay, Shrimpy?"

"I got hit, but other than that I'm fine." Yuu swims out and Floyd wraps them up in his tail and presses his cheek against theirs.

"Don't scare me like that." He whines. "What if I didn't get to ya in time?"

"Thank seven you did."

"Here." He places something in their hand.

"Floyd... is this a tooth?"

The smile he sent them was all the answer they needed.

[crystalrabbit246912]

Winged NRC Students

Imagine Twisted Wonderland being a world where everyone has wings. I like to think that everyone has bird wings, but you can imagine insect or bat wings if you'd like.

Heartslabyul

I imagine Riddle would have flamingo wings because flamingos are in Heartslabyul for croquet matches and it seems fitting. If not, some species of bird with red wings seem to fit best.

Ace would likely be a parrot or a macaw since he seems like a tropical bird would fit best. Such birds have bright colors and parrots are sometimes seen as annoying, especially in media portrayals, isn't that fitting for Ace?

Deuce seems kind of like a swallow, which, if you didn't know, are small birds with dark blue wings. As such, his wings would match his hair which is mainly what I'm going for.

I could see Cater as a peacock or similarly flashy species of bird considering what he's like. If not a peacock, I'd say a tropical bird since those often have bright colors.

If I think of Trey with wings, I think of him with brown wings for whatever reason, so we're going to roll with it. He could be a tawny owl, maybe. It could work.

Savanaclaw

Leona, and Savanaclaw as a whole, is largely associated with muted, warm colors such as dark orange and brown. There aren't many birds with dark orange wings, though, so we're going with mostly brown and potentially gray here. Leona seems like he'd have falcon or eagle wings.

Ruggie grew up in the slums and gray is a color often associated with such things. Being in such a hopeless environment would have leeched the color out of anyone's wings, no? Perhaps dove or mockingbird wings could work for him.

Jack, meanwhile grew up in a cold environment, so he could potentially have white wings because snow often falls on cold days. Additionally, he could still have brown or gray wings, it's hard to pick just one. Swans don't trust outsiders often, which would be fitting for Jack's lone-wolf attitude. Perhaps he could be a black swan, though white would fit better with his hair.

Octavinelle

I can see Azul with either snowy owl or vulture wings. Snowy owls because owls are associated with wisdom and learning and Vulture because vultures could be seen as bad omens which would work well with Azul's backstory.

Jade and Floyd would probably have the same type of wings, being twins and all. They would likely have brightly colored wings, like kingfisher wings that are usually teal with white dots and orange underwings. Such colors suit them, don't you think?

Scarabia

For thematic purposes, I want Kalim and Jamil's wings to be basically mirror images of each other.

Kalim's could be a pure white crane or swan wings. I'm leaning toward swan here because their wings are long and perfect for long-distance soaring which Kalim would love to do.

Jamil, meanwhile, would likely have much shorter, crow wings. The black not only matches his hair but symbolizes the shadow that's always cast on him unknowingly by Kalim. Having short wings helps him fit into other places to do his work, though everything around Kalim is set to accommodate his much larger wings.

Pomefiore

Vil seems suited toward either mockingbird or flamingo wings. Mockingbird because he's an actor and mockingbirds are good at imitating others and flamingo because they're wings are suited for acrobatic flight and it seems fitting. If he does have flamingo wings, they would be a vastly different shade than Riddle's. He would also push proper wingcare tips and supplies onto his Dorm, which Epel doesn't actually mind since he likes his wings.

Rook is very flamboyant at first glance, so a tropical bird seems to fit him, but he's also a hunter. He's an expert at remaining unseen, and bright wings wouldn't help him with that. He wouldn't let that hinder him, but I lean more toward him having hawk wings since hawks have good eyesight. Additionally, he comes from a family of hunters and I don't think they would do well at hunting with such bright, noticeable wings.

Epel would have short wings since I imagine those with longer wings build big cities that a lot of people live in while those with short wings tend to live in small farming villages like Harveston. So he could either have woodpecker, robin, finch, or sparrow wings. I'm leaning toward woodpecker or sparrow personally.

Ignihyde

Idia would have phoenix wings, but instead of burning with red fire, they would have bright blue fire like the Shroud brothers' hair. Of course, he can turn the fire off or make it harmless, but just imagine Idia with blue fire wings.

Ortho, being... well, how he is, doesn't have physical wings. Idia was able to make him capable of simulating flight with wings similar to his hair, which I assume is a projection of fake fire. As such, Ortho can change his 'wings' but likes to keep them how they are because he likes to match with Idia.

Diasomnia

Malleus seems like no one can tell what species his wings are and everyone's too scared to ask him. If you do, he'll tell you that no one can tell what his or his grandmother's wings are. The wings have a mysterious feel to them and are probably black or something similar.

Lilia would have bat wings because he's a bat but would disguise them with an illusion of crow, vulture, or potentially some tropical bird wings because bat wings are restricted to only bat fae, and not many people have ever seen a bat fae in person.

Silver, being the only pure human among the Diasomnia crew, has pure white wings. Likely crane wings, so they're white with a bit of black on the tips. He uses them to help his balance while using his sword, so they flare out when he falls asleep so he doesn't topple over.

Sebek, being half-human, would have normal wings that have a sort of 'mystical' feel to them. I think he would have quetzal wings, which are green with gold highlights because they would match his hair and he would be ecstatic to have wings that match his liege's signature color.

Ramshackle

Being a different species, Grim wouldn't have wings, but the ghosts would have ghostly wings that no one can quite tell what they are because they don't have color anymore and the ghosts like not telling to keep it a mystery.

I like to think of Yuu as either having no wings because they came from a different world or gaining/previously having hummingbird wings. Hummingbirds in the TWST world would traditionally be messengers, which feels fitting for some reason.

[starfallpod]

“I take it things didn’t go quite according to plan at Miss Leona’s first cast party?”

Starfall: Act 1, Scene xiii is now live! Go find it on your favorite podcatcher 😁

Cheers to the absolutely fantastic Trace Callahan for their quintet of compositions in this episode, including our shiny new intro and outro songs!

And shoutout to our absolute powerhouse of a cast who came together to make this episode possible!

That full cast can be found right here (under the cut, because, hoo boy is it a long list!)

Ishani Kanetkar as Leona

Sam B. Nguyen as Fel

Cole Burkhardt as Dalyn

Malcolm Jay as Aksol

Maxime Hendrikse Liu as Elsibel

Lindsay Zana as Rhea

D.J. Sylvis as Glenn

Juniper White as Mint

Rook Mogavero as Thyme

A.C. Letim as Ravey

Shade Oyemakinwa as Koua

Cass McPhee as Basil

Grayson Teals as Aster

Swann Grey as Ginger

Liz Morey as Dots

Toby Harvey as Colden

Algie Todd as Lumen

Sean Siegler as Macalus

Cam Clark as Velette

Tal Minear as Kio

Elissa Park as Jyrsa

Sawyer Greene as Vair

Ally Amador as Centhy

Brandon Nguyen as Hosse

Emma Laslett as Raybar

Ashley Margaret as the Narrator

[genius-built-donatello]

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