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katskitoshi · 5 months
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"MY TYPE IS..." with TWISTED WONDERLAND
synopsis: you respond to a "what's your type?" question with his name. how does he react?
characters: riddle, trey, cater, ace, & deuce x gn! painfully blunt! reader
includes: cursing, non-explicit makeout mention,
heartslabyul(here), savanaclaw+octavinelle, scarabia+pomefiore, ignihyde+disomania.
grim, as always, was nagging you with questions in front of your crush and group of friends. they're all left to their own devices until grim asks, "what's your type?" and the attention of your crush falls on you for your answer.
riddle rosehearts, dorm leader of heartslabyul.
"my ideal type? well, he's red-haired, with grey eyes, whose short and just happens to be the dorm leader of heartslabyul!"
the "ideal crush" in question was as red as his hair. he almost spits his tea out.
you practically confessed to riddle! or at least told him he's the type you're looking for.
riddle looks at you like you've gone mad, not even realizing he's been actively staring at you.
"[name], are you serious?" he questions, calming himself down. you look at him confused.
"why wouldn't i be serious? was my clear description of you, riddle rosehearts, my crush, not enough?"
he still looks at you confused. riddle fully understands, it's just.. you're being so straightforward about it! he can't handle how blunt you're being with your advances.
you sigh, "since you still aren't understanding, i like you riddle. is that clear enough?"
"no, i am not as red as my hair! ugh, yes, [name]. i understood just well. it just took me a while to get used to how blunt you were. but, i guess i could say you're my ideal type too. and i guess i like you too."
trey clover, vice dorm leader of heartslabyul.
"my type's obviously a green-haired, amber-eyes, glasses-wearing, hot baker with a clover on his cheek."
doth trey's ears deceive him? you obviously just described him. he has green hair, yellow eyes, glasses, and a clover on his cheek. plus, he's a baker!
trey doesn't even realize he's stared at you, the tart he made long forgotten on his plate.
you stare at him like you didn't just say he was your type. "um, [name]?" "yeah?"
trey looks at you, takes a deep breath and asks, "do you like me?"
"of course i do, silly! i wouldn't have described you as my type if i didn't."
trey takes a deep breath once again. thank the great seven.
"oh thank goodness. i liked you too but i didn't really know how to approach it. i was gonna make you a (favorite dessert) with "will you be mine?" on it, but i guess i don't have to anymore. oh? i should still do it? well, i guess you'll just have to come over to heartslabyul tonight for a surprise, dear."
cater diamond, heartslabyul third year.
"do you even have eyes? my type is this really cute guy with orange hair, green eyes, a red diamond on his face, a heartslabyul third year and magicam influencer! aka, the hottest guy in the world!"
he squeals. cater lets out a loud, high-pitched, squeal that would be associated with preppy high school girls in movies. people would have noticed if it wasn't for the already loud cafeteria.
he moves to the seat next to you, holding you by your waist.
"[name], do you really like me?" the smile on his face blinds you, but you can see he has a hint of worry in his green eyes. imagine how disappointed he'd be if you were to like some other heartslabyul guy that looked exactly like him.
you lean in, hooking a arm around his neck and using your hand to push his head into your lips. your lips kiss him and you can taste his lime tart and cherry chapstick.
"is.. is that enough to prove to you that i love you?" you pant after the kiss, looking at cater's reddened face.
"haha! that was more than enough, but how about you prove to me how much you love me a bit more, cutie?"
(you guys make out and have to be forcefully separated becuase the friend group does NOT approve of the pda.)
ace trappola, heartslabyul first year.
"okay, so he's a fucking pain in the ass and a stupid idiot but i love him, y'know? his orange-red hair and the stupid heart on his face and that silly grin his makes when he does something dumb like breaking riddles rules or messes up a potion or something.. he may be a fucking dumbass but he's a dumbass i have a crush on."
first of all, ouch.
he's not a pain in the ass or a stupid idiot! and his heart isn't stupid and his grin isn't silly- wait, did you say you have a crush on him?
ace is flattered, but that would never ever stop him from being a little shit about it.
i mean, you called him a stupid idiot you love, right? so that means that he can be a dumbass and you'll still forgive him, right? of course you will, he thinks.
"[nickname]~ you have a crush on me? aww, you're too cute! of course you'd like me, i'm hot, i have a cute grin,-- what! i'm not an idiot!"
deuce spade, heartslabyul first year.
"what a silly question! anyways, my type is tall, blue-haired, and a real cutie! he has this cute little spade on his face but hes kinda dumb. i love it about him though! the pout on his face he gets when he's confused is adorable!"
queue cute, confused deuce.
"aw look, he's doing the little confusion pout right now! ah, i have the biggest crush on him!" you gush, and the color drains from his face before it comes back as a vibrant red blush.
he bangs his head on the table, making a cute whimpering noise.
when he finally looks up, still blushing, he's met with your smile and almost topples over. you're gonna give him a heart attack!
"don't embarrass me like that! ugh, but since we're on the matter, y-yeah i like you, too."
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jelsah27 · 1 year
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MC: *casually* I am the parent now
Trey: *who was discussing an alchemy project they had* ???????
MC: ok ok come here
*pulls him into their room, closes and locks the door, and holds up a finger up*
*paw comes under the door*
Grimm: Henchmen? I want tuna! Make me tuna!
*phone buzzes multiple times with multiple texts from 10 different students for various reasons*
*three attempted facetimes*
*paws disappear and a knock rings out
Crowley: Prefect? I need you to be available. I have a new job for you to make money. It involves cleaning a 100 yrs old cellar. For I am generous.
MC: *deadpans*
Trey: *pats MC on head* I'll bake you a cake later.
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kalims · 2 years
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‎˃ ᵕ ˂ . . "do I like you? is that even a question?"
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you like me, don't you?
heartslabyul : savanaclaw : octavinelle : scarabia : pomefiore : ignihyde : diasomnia :
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note. I got bored and just decided to make this miniseries, just a small short. and also trying to expand my writing abilities 😃👍
"you speak of nonsense."
there's a twinge of hurry in riddle's words. it comes out quicker than he wanted and it doesn't help that his face always seems to have a mind of it's own, turning red at the most unnecessary of situations and flaming when he least wants it to.
it isn't something he's very proud of but you think it's cute.
his red face either displays blazing rage, shameful embarrassment, or both. it's probably weird that you think it's cute but hey! riddle doesn't allow himself to actively display his feelings other than disappointment or anger, remaining to be formal instead.
it's a tiny catalyst to what he's feeling. anger and embarrassment might be things one doesn't like but it's nice seeing him so expressive. or are you just crazy for thinking so?
but his face is probably one of your favorites.
be it the twitch of his eyebrow and the sharp inhale of his that signals embarrassment, the grinding of his teeth and avoidance of eye that displays embarrassment or shyness, the enlarged pupil and small smile when he's doing something he likes—
you can go on and on.
but you can't help but tease him. "your red face says otherwise." you laugh out loud, to riddle it sounds like something straight out of heaven and even he is frustrated to admit it. how could he ever do this?
"hmph. unfortunately.."
wait. doesn't that mean he just agreed with you?
"hmm,,, well.. I used to." trey answers so casually that you actually had to pause to register his words. since when did trey clover even like you? and what did you do wrong to make his apparent 'previous' feelings to wither away?
well shucks. if you had known earlier then you're absolutely sure that you'd tried harder to help him in ways more than one but for now, you have so many questions.
why did trey like you, what was special about you? you did hope that he would but that was only something that lays inside your dreams, for it to turn reality wants to make you go crazy.
and when did his feelings even go away? you can't deny that your heart cracked a little but the earlier to move on the better, right? you had.. other things to worry about than pointless crushes. you're not sure yourself if it really was pointless.
or.. you're just looking too much into it and he used it as a friendly term?
most probably sensing your inner monologue trey chuckles. "you seem distressed." he comments. unable to hide the pleased smirk on his lips, you are too embarrassed to spot it, feeling more intent to gaze at the piece of dough you knead with your fingers.
"really?"
it's still surprising to hear the next words come out more casual than the previous. "yep, I love you now."
you drop the bowl.
"eh?"
there's a stupefied look on cater's face. instead of the bright front he spent years putting up there's actually something in his face instead of the cheery grin, but rather an absolutely horrified one. like you just spilled all his secrets.
you raise your brows. suprised yourself to witness his reaction. "what?" did he actually like you?
cater does this thing where there's a becoming realization dawning on him that he did something totally off character, he laughs it off. "uh.. haha, I mean who told you that?" something desperate to know swims in his eyes and it fuels you even more.
he neither denied or acknowledged your words but his answer just leans on the 'he actually does like you' category.
your mouth forms into an awed 'o'. "so you do like me!" you slap a hand over your mouth and giggle loudly. not one of those giggles that would hurt your ears when you went near a radius of them cause they felt forced but a more, actual joyful one.
he looks more horrified. "WHAT? well I mean.. who wouldn't like you?"
it sounded like he was trying to convince you and himself.
"you, obviously." you roll your eyes. you don't know why but you have a feeling that he's been confused the whole period but trying to play it off.
he smiles brightly, drops it for a second and smiles again. "I mean yeah, totally! how about dinner tonight?"
wow. verryyyy smooth. if only he knows that there's probably some kind of rule about not staying up after 8.
"ew no." ace quickly denies. pushing you away for good measure, you stumble and instinctively grip on the vase for dear life. almost dragging it down with you to your own demise and by a stroke of luck, it just managed to stay there.
you shoot him an aspirated look. "you almost made me fall??" grumbling you dust yourself off, flinging away the dirt from the floor that stuck to your uniform after your lower body violently colliding with it.
—completely missing ace's grumble of his own. "you dumbass.. it's the other way around." you turn to him and cast him a weird look.
"what did you say?"
"I said it's the other way around." he says. not missing a beat. you're stunned by the sheer audacity and boldness he had cause damn. where do you get a speck of this kind of thing? and who even says what they actually said instead of going 'nothing.'??
ace apparently.
you blank. "I was just joking?"
"you think I am?"
ace smiles—not one of those arrogant smirks that makes you want to pound him to the ground because he's the reason you're in trouble. but a literal, actual smile.
there's a weirded out look on your face as you shiver. "ohhh god.. I think I just saw the face of satan. am I gonna die?"
"hey!"
honestly you don't know if you regret speaking at all because the silence was very deafening. deuce had frozen up, going so still you thought he actually got cast a curse or something.. his back is turned on you and it's as if he refuses to look at, and is going through the stages of grief at the same time.
"ah! how did you know that?! it was ace wasn't it?!" he suddenly leaps to turn to you—somehow. meanwhile you flinch at the voluntary action he just did because none of you were moving, or speaking at all for a full 2 minutes.
did..
did he just admit it to you?
wow, that was easier than you thought. "wait so you actually like me?" you incredulously force out. deuce has this confused look on his face as he stares at you all while throwing a few nervous gazes around the surrounding in the middle of it.
"what do you mean? I thought you knew that just now."
"..."
"..."
"um.. wanna go out?"
"really?! I mean uh—yeah sure." deuce coughs. seemingly forgetting that he was supposed to be the 'totally cool and responsible' person in addition to his honor student dream. this is embarrassing, he thinks. but honestly who cares he scored a date with you!
he's probably still gonna playfully fight ace, cause you never told him that it wasn't ace.
note. me after starting this knowing damn well I have over 42+ shit to write 😃 anyways I don't like how I interpret some of these but 🧍‍♀️🤷‍♀️ also a bit ooc of deuce cause I'm not that good at writing him lol
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twistedcece · 10 months
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Twisting Babysitting: A mini card deck (Pt. 2)
Twisted Wonderland x F!Reader
Charecters: Heartslabyul boys
(Based on the results of votes Ace is next)
Song: You ´ ll be in my heart.
By: Phil Collins
Pt 2: Ace has never focused in potion class and so when his cauldron exploded and you were called into Crewel ´ s class.
Well you weren´t surprised to find your trouble making friends at the end of it.
Ace
You had just finished P.E when you got a text from Crewel asking you to come to his classroom.
You shrugged it was pretty normal Crewel sometimes asked if you could help him clean up the classroom or just to talk about how your day went. (Such a great dad to us thank goodness.)
But when you got there you saw Crewel he was holding a wiggling toddler in oversized clothes who did not like being held.
¨ Aw pup, I ´ m glad you're here.¨ he set the toddler down and sighed. ¨ I hate pushing my work onto you but Crowley needs these papers by tomorrow morning can you please look after Trappola?¨
You blinked and looked at the toddler who was crawling around and trying to grab something on a near by desk. You rushed over and picked him up.
¨ Sure Professor Crewel no problem.¨ Crewel gave you a tired smile.
¨ Thank you pup.¨ he sighed as he sat down at is desk ¨ Pup that potion should wear off sometime tomorrow morning.¨
You gave him a thumbs up as you walked out of the classroom.
Ace luckily didn´t squirm the way back but when you got to Ramshackle and set him down he made a bee line for the cupboards.
For the next few minutes you chased Ace around the living room, kitchen, back to the living room.
Then on the way to the second floor he missed a step and hit his face on the wooden floor.
He burst into tears and you sighed, ¨ Ace, Ace, oh you little trouble maker come ´ ere. ¨ you lifted him up then sat on the couch rocking him back and forth while rubbing his back.
Then began to sing a lullaby to calm him down, ¨ Come stop your crying. It will be alright Just take my hand Hold it tight I will protect you From all around you I will be here Don't you cry
For one so small You seem so strong My arms will hold you Keep you safe and warm This bond between us Can't be broken I will be here don't you cry
'Cause you'll be in my heart Yes, you'll be in my heart From this day on Now and forever more
You'll be in my heart No matter what they say You'll be here in my heart Always
Always.¨
You looked down and realized that Ace was sound asleep snoring. You sighed in relief but if you moved you knew he would wake up so you grabbed a quilt on the back of the couch laid back down and draped the quilt over the back of you.
You turned on your side and cuddled Ace ¨ Good night Ace.¨ you yawned as you kissed the tip of his nose then you drifted off to sleep.
Ace woke up somewhere he slept when he first met you. The Ramshackle couch but he found himself in his uniform and something wrapped around him, a quilt and-
Oh boy, please don ´ t wake up because his face is already as red as a cherry but if you wake up and find him admiring you while you're sleeping he ´ d probably die right here and now.
When you do wake up you smile and you're grateful that he went back to normal, you can barely handle normal Ace but a toddler him is just pure chaos.
Before lunch Ace pulls you aside and asks you if he can come over and study with you and also talk about what happened last night.
You agree and tell him to come right after classes, then kiss his cheek then go to the caffiteria to find your other friends.
Congratulations you broke Ace.
See you later Twisted Dreamers!
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rs-wonderland · 1 year
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!HOUSEHUSBAND HEADCANON TIME PART 2.!
Sebek Zigvolt:
-When he gets up in the morning, the first thing he does is start yelling about how you're late for work and the kids are at school and it's six in the morning. He runs to the kitchen and makes breakfast while yelling at the kids to get up. While you are eating breakfast, Sebek has a flip-flop in his hand and tells the children how and what they should do at school today. You leave for work, and he sees you off, yelling that you're going to be late, and with a kiss~! while you work, he thoroughly cleans the house. When you return home, the children are sitting and doing homework, and Sebek is in the living room drinking tea. Probably while you were at work Lilia, Silver and Malleus came to visit. And Lilia played with the children and gave Sebek some advice on how to raise children (he has a whole book of advice from Lilia). He insists that he cooks dinner every night. A very good cook, he almost set the kitchen on fire in the beginning but has improved since then!
Trey Clover:
-HE WAS BORN FOR THAT ROLE! HE WAS BORN TO BE A HOUSEHUSBAND! The cooking is perfect, whatever you say he will prepare it. It knocks, it always shines with how clean it is. Laundry, one washes, one folds, one folds and the other spreads.
-He will teach children to cook from the first grade. I can imagine he also made them a little chef's hat and bought a little apron! It's cute!
-When you come home, tea is waiting for you on the coffee table, and Trey is sitting in the living room. He wants to hear how you were at work today, is there anything he can do for you? Maybe you want a massage? Whatever it is, he will do it
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noyaetnox · 1 year
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HEARTSLABYUL HEADCANONS:
The series: DIASOMNIA / HEARTSLABYUL / OCTAVINELLE / POMEFIORE / SAVANACLAW
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- will not confess no matter what and you can't tell me otherwise. He'll be bottling up all his emotions like there's no tomorrow
-> truly believes there is no chance you'll like him back. I mean, he was a bitch to you! He totally was rude and - how can you love someone like that?
-> Trey is slowly but surely getting tired of hearing the same thing over and over again from Riddle - goes to you, pleading to either confess or tell his house warden that you do not hold any special emotions towards him
- Riddle becomes much softer after you start dating
-> the whole of Heartslabyul noticed. Adeuce will be pleading with you to never leave their housewarden because suddenly living with him is doable
- Ace and Deuce will also react terribly to the news of you two dating (Ace worse), because what about that little shit made you like him? Are you okay? Were you bribed? Do you need help? Blink twice-
"You actually like him? For real? No cap?" Yes🤨? "But he's an annoying tyrant," jokes on you I'm a brat tamer 😋☝️ and into that shit.
-> will consider finally trying that therapy thing you keep talking about
- dates with Riddle are the best, you feel like royalty with how he treats you. Sometimes, though, he let's his tongue slip and says something he doesn't mean, but you can tell by his expression he doesn't mean it fr so you're fine (you then talk about it and he apologizes and you get lots of hugs)
- it is kept secret for the longest time, because he's worried people will see you as weakness of his (you totally are), so he tries. It fails. Bro has the biggest grin on his face the second he spots you. I'm talking visible hearts and sparkles
- no PDA. Won't even hold your hand. Please let me hold your hand 😔 will collar you if you pull something like holding hands or kiss his cheek, ONE OF THE SEVEN FORBID YOU KISS HIM ON THE LIPS IN PUBLIC -> immediate collar after each one - you're still into that shit (if you're not, are you really a Riddle simp? 🤨)
- doesn't know anything about relationships so his reactions are always fresh and amazing to look at
- can't communicate well and will try to not show his emotions (he fails horribly around you), so it's slow steps - both of you getting used to one another
- you tease him a lot, because he can turn redder than his hair and he hates it sometimes (he will refuse to admit), yet he knows you still remain respectful and once it's gone too far you immediately stop
- will try baking for you, but he takes everything literally (I'm pretty sure he is autistic, it's the fellow awtysm radar in me), so he often messes up. You eat it, because you love him (and it's not worse than Lilia's cooking, so)
- will spend holidays with you, he doesn't want to go home :( and he feels way better with you, so it's a win-win
-> only then learns about your living situation in Ramshackle 🥲🙏 will yell (respectfully) at Crowley because of it
- helps you so much with your workload by sharing his own hacks he's come up with over the years (he's the cutest little thing pls)
- fights everyone for you, except Floyd - you're both running from that one (will not leave you alone on that one, though, what a sweetheart)
- he's got a British accent 😐☝️
-> has the silly goofy speak: "riddle me this" "geezer" "bloody hell" "innit?" "lads"
-> you clown him for it sometimes, just sometimes. He hates it. But he also loves you so it's alright
- you carry candy around for him, everytime he gets angry around you, you toss him candy or something
- invites you horse riding (if you don't like horses IDC. I'm a horse person and I love it. The horse bedsheets stay on during sex 😡 jk. Or am I?)
- you will show him so much. So many new things and he's suddenly in this whole new world he's never been in before. He's willing to try anything, for both curiosity and your smile. Very interested in your world, please tell him everything
- will spend time with you in private tea parties where you guys just gossip
- platonic: best friends. Besties. Will share so much tea on tea parties, about everyone, even people you guys don't know. It's so fun. It's a whole 😗💅 friendship. (Though Riddle doesn't know much gossip, it's fine, he will remember what you tell him)
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- I don't know much about this guy but I will try
- definitely bakes you sweets that are to your taste, if you don't like sweets he will cook. He's been preparing for this moment his whole life let him do his thing
- is afraid of blood. IDC. You get a cut and bro is freaking out, you're going to die while he's passed out because of the bloo- he is now gone 😔
- that said, loves taking care of you as long as it's not a bloody injury. Brings you blankets, cooks you soup, boils you tea, you name it
- teeth brushing together and I also mean the kind where he brushes yours, he says it's not kinky but you are not really sure
- doesn't know how to say no but is a master at leaving situations, like you don't even know how and your request with going idk where has turned into rule 8289402917364829 to not speak to people in glasses on a Thursday and now you have to compensate by eating his tart,,, or something
- 😏 <- why does he actually make that face
- you spend time together by having either little tea parties or just hanging out in his room
- his love language is baking, but I also think it's quality time
-> will ask you to join him in the kitchen while he bakes, to be next to him while he's studying and things like that
-> just loves having you close to him
-> ALSO ALSO: one of those friends/bfs that will force you into calling/messaging once you've arrived home, telling you to dress warm, buys you food, yells at Crowley for you (tells Riddle to yell at him because he was raised to respect others while he knows Riddle will not care - after all, Riddle likes you, too)
- walks you to school
- asks you to put Ace and Deuce into their place because he just might snap anytime soon and despite being afraid of blood, it will be the last thing a few of the Heartslabyul students will see ☺️
- doesn't have bad memory per se, but often forgets trivial things
- it's kinda endearing
- platonic: joins you and Riddle in your tea parties (tea in both senses), knows about everything that's going on in the school, all the gossip (Cater is the one who tells him, but anyway)
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- "You don't have a magicam account😨😰?" "Wdym Crowley doesn't allow you to use your phone for social media and entertainment?!" Suddenly you are allowed to set an account 🤨
- EVERYTHING about your relationship is documented. He doesn't post all of the pictures and videos he has, but he posts a few.
-> likes to keep your relationship matters somewhat private rather than just post it all, it's for him only (and for you when he decided to finally send the pics from the date 2 months ago 😒)
- has a weird sense of humor you can't always understand. He seems like he's having fun, though, so it's fine, let him be excited
- he copes with internal conflict by occupying his mind with social media (twinss except I do that with games,,, anyway), telling jokes and being very unserious but he let's this mask fall whenever he's around you
- the actual Cater is so lovely 😔 he may not be as full of energy and as loud but he's still the biggest sweetheart
- you put him at a high place, whilst he puts everyone above him and is used to people just disregarding him, so when you show up and try your hardest to focus on him he just wants to cry for days on end. His opinions matter to you and you always listen to him even when he's talking about the stuff you have no idea about 🥲
-> late night crying sessions together (crying brings people closer), and you just love spending every second together
- he definitely needs assurance, so don't forget to text him a "good morning, love" a "goodnight, love" as well as words of affirmation and reminding him that you love him and him only and that he's amazing. Also please don't ignore his messages 😔 he will think you hate him
- refuses to get drunk in front of other people because he could start spilling his secrets, but he does when he's with you = crying a lot
- dates are two kinds:
1. you go to a very aesthetic location, you have a picture perfect (intended) date, it is later all over your social media
2. just you and him being in love and spending alone time together. His room, your room, in the garden, cooking together, you name it. All he cares about is you (only takes candid photos yet they look so good??? Sir??)
- just two people foolishly in love, that's it, that's the tweet (Tumblr post?)
-I really think he'd be one of the best bfs, hands down
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- he writes fanfiction. "But, Noya, there's no way he-" ☝️😐 he does. I was thinking about Sebek writing FFs about Malleus, but Sebek doesn't seem like the type (Sebek for sure daydreams), but Deuce? He does. With Ace. They just share FFs and recommendations (he still doesn't know how to tell Ace he doesn't really write well)
-> tried to keep it a secret until you one day mentioned this cool fanfic you've read the night before with your favorite character
-> "you read fanfiction?😨" Yes, Deuce. "And you mentioned it to me so casually?" You lovable idiot
- thinks you are very cool and respects you greatly
- you have a group chat with him and his mom as well as a private chat with her
- the group chat is just the sweetest thing ever. His mom loves you and you love her, and Deuce is just there to observe and for the two of you to poke fun at (in an endearing way - talking sweetly about Deuce while he reads it all)
-> in the private chat, you're gossiping and having the best time of your life. His mom is so cool and such a girlboss (not to mention a total MILF - if it doesn't work out with Deuce you'll go for his mom 😔)
- that said, Deuce is very submissive and breedable
I will not elaborate
- dates with him are definitely outside, you either go for a walk, for a ride, or something like that
- brings you gifts all the time, they're mostly really stupid, but he's always like: "I saw this and it reminded me of you" or "I saw this and thought you might like it" your room is getting full, but you can't say no to that face.
- kiss his hair, he's sitting down and you do a little smooch, or the back of his neck
-> he gets all red and stuttering and then you hear it about it from his mom
-> "When will I get grandbabies?" Miss I want your child 😌☝️
- ehm
- just the loveliest puppy love, with a lot of hugs and kisses, he also doesn't care about where you two are and PDA is no problem for him (as long as it's like a little, he wouldn't straight out makeout with you,,, maybe)
- soft boy, will worry about everything but you and his mom will reassure him at all times, so we're good 😌
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- BOY
- okay I ended Deuce with PDA and I'm going to start with it here
-> PDA all the way, will makeout at the lockers, near friends, he doesn't care. You do? Too bad (just kidding he will actually respect your opinion, but you also have to respect his so like)
- will bring you to his room while Deuce is there just for the laughs
- will try to protect you from trouble, because he has this feeling of needing to protect you
- "This one is for you, babygirl" and then misses his shot at club, you laugh,,, but why does he keep doing that when it has worked like twice so far (Floyd also tells you all his shots are for you and doesn't miss)
- screams when in distress, you scream with him. Yes we're fine, Jack.
- steals tarts and cakes from the dorm kitchen and then sneaks into your room to eat with you, then acts oh so sad when Riddle collars him and he has to go sleep at Ramshackle 😩😩😩 oh woe is me (sneaky bastard)
- you definitely curse at one another, jokingly, you call him a dick, he calls you a bitch. But you're his bitch and he's your dick 🫶
- people are concerned, but you guys are fine
- talks about his exes sometimes and then realizes his mistake and keeps apologizing for days, you tell him it's fine (you've already had the talk, and you know his mouth just runs faster than his brain can keep up - you do say if something he said hurt you and he then tries to make it up and not repeat it ever again)
- dates are never the same, like I can't stress enough how your dates are just in the spur of the moment and you end up eating bananas on Crowley's window (you almost fell to your death so that was the last time you did that)
-> has a weird habit of remembering things like that, like if you cut yourself - never be close to a knife, if you slipped on ice - not going outside when it's freezing, you almost fell from that window - never let you be higher than a chair when he's around. It's sweet, but let me live my life goddamn
- while texting he has started putting /j after everything just to make sure you don't misunderstand
- it's an emotional rollercoaster with him, but you somehow still return, is that okay? Not necessarily, but you love him too much and he loves you, too
- tells you often, that he loves you. Like, any change he gets, he will be saying "I love you" "Love you" it's kinda cute because depsite that, he still gets nervous and all red, at least you know it's genuine
- will beat up anyone for you (with Deuce because they're a buy one get one free, or frequently bought together)
-> you got used to your dates sometimes being with Deuce, but it's fine, you spend all the time together anyway (Epel hates your love, so you tease him on purpose, Jack is just lovable and is happy for you guys - just don't let it distract you from your studies!)
Why did Riddle get so much text? He's my favorite.
Why does Deuce have 2 banners? because he's my bbygirl and I couldn't decide, he looks great everywhere.
When will be the next part? With how life's going rn, soon.
Who will be in the next part? I haven't decided yet, but either Pomefiore or Octavinelle.
Have a great week everyone, hope life is going well, goodnight 🫶🫶🫶
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twstbookclub · 1 year
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Until I Met You
Summary: Trey didn’t think about White Day much. It was the day where he could give back to everyone who gave him something for Valentine’s Day. Well, that was until you came into the picture. POV: 2nd person Admin/Writer: Cressa 🦋 Pronouns: Gender Neutral Tags: Fluff, Romance, Slight Angst, Trey Clover my beloved, Holiday Romance (but how did it come to this), Mentions of Food (i.e. chocolate and pastries)
Word count: 1,782
Thank you for all of your love and support for the Idia fic I wrote 💕
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Trey could smell the heavenly fragrance of chocolates and sweets in his family bakery when March rolled around.
His five-year-old self peered through the glass display case and looked at the couples and singles crowding the pâtisserie. One pair enjoyed a plate of strawberry shortcake together while a single person looked through all of the pastries before deciding on buying chocolate cupcakes. The rest milled about the area as they scrutinized the baked goods and savored the tart sweetness that came with them. His golden gaze drifted to his parents, who passed each other candied rose petals and a brief kiss before continuing with work.
He always wondered what was so special about March when February had Valentine’s Day.
Ten-year-old Trey watched one of the popular boys in his school give chocolates and gifts to anyone who gave him presents during Valentine’s Day. March has come again, and Trey has a small bag of goodies from the bakery himself. It took five years for Trey to understand why the pâtisserie was always crowded during the third month of the year: White Day. A day dedicated to giving back gifts, whether with romantic or platonic intention.
Surprisingly (to him at least), he received some chocolates from his class. Growing up as the oldest brother in the family, Trey felt it would be irresponsible to ignore White Day and return their kindness with nothing. So, the green-haired child went on his way to celebrate White Day only a child like him would know how.
Eighteen-year-old Trey Clover stared at the handcrafted chocolates in the mold. The smell of freshly made chocolate permeated the air of the Heartslabyul kitchen that no one could mistake it for anything else. All he could see and smell were the chocolates he baked for the Ramshackle Prefect.
Trey’s eyes darted towards the chilled, gift-wrapped chocolates he made for his friends yesterday. He made sure to make dark chocolate for Cater since he disliked sweets. Riddle’s strawberry tarts were stashed away in Trey’s room, just in case another incident of tart thievery would happen. Now that would ruin White Day for everyone.
Trey didn’t know when his crush for the magicless prefect began and where it ended. Would he take the plunge of asking you on a date? Would he take a step back and continue admiring you from afar? Considering how you were surrounded by other people who Trey was certain held affection for you, he felt like it would be a one-in-a-million chance that you would say yes to him. Much less return his feelings.
There’s also the fact that you’re from a world entirely different from his reality. The moment Crowley finds a way home for you, Trey knew you’d take the chance in a heartbeat. With how much you talked about your friends and family from where you came, the same way he told stories about his own family, Trey would have no choice but to say goodbye to you.
“Easy there, tiger,” Trey sighed, dragging a hand down his face. “Give the chocolates, then think about asking them out before you have a midlife crisis.”
“Huh? That’s what you’re going for?” Ace’s voice echoed in Trey’s mind as he put the finishing touches and arranged the chocolates in a white box wrapped with a ribbon in your favorite color.
He could imagine Ace sneering at the cheesy gesture, Deuce asking him who the chocolates are for, and Cater wanting to know about the juicy details of the lucky individual who caught Trey’s attention. Knowing Riddle, he wouldn’t pry, but he would offer some advice if Trey wanted it. The Heartslabyul vice housewarden doubts that Riddle knew anything about romance, even if the latter read all of the books in the world.
Tucking away the chocolates in the fridge, Trey hoped that he could give you his gift without a problem. White Day had always been uneventful for him. If things went well tomorrow, then Trey could ask you out on a date without any worries. The thought gave him some confidence before he called it a night.
Come White Day, and Trey Clover—Riddle's reliable and responsible right-hand man, big brother to all Heartslabyul students, who’s composed under any circumstance—willed himself not to run around like a headless chicken in search of you.
It’s as if some higher power prevented him from running into you and vice versa. The Heartslabyul third year hasn’t seen you all day, and his courage began to fade bit by bit. He fidgeted with his glasses in the guise of fixing them. His palms are sweaty. His eyes scanned the courtyard as if you’d pop up at random. He struggled to breathe due to the lump in his throat.
Trey couldn’t remember a time he had been this nervous before. Maybe because Trey couldn’t stop thinking about you whose smile could rival the intensity and beauty of the sun, whose determination in helping anyone captivated him, whose kindness could be seen in the gentle way you pet one of the hedgehogs in the rose garden before an Unbirthday party. Maybe because this is the first time he wanted to be by someone’s side—yours—every single day.
Even if it meant that same person would leave him to return home one day.
“Where are you…?” Trey sighed, sitting down on one of the stone benches with a groan. “Classes are done, so they might be studying in the library or they went back to Ramshackle Dorm.”
An image of Grim, Ace, and Deuce flashed in his mind which made Trey chuckle. “On second thought, those three would drag them around anywhere. It’s not easy looking after those troublemakers.”
“I came by to say hi, but now I’m afraid to ask what you’re talking about, Trey.”
If Trey had been any other man, he’d have been a flustered mess and doubled over at the coincidence. You stood in front of him with a nervous smile and a hand half-heartedly raised in a wave. Your hair stuck out every which way. Your tie was loose, fighting for its life to stay on your collar. Creases littered your uniform coat as if you had worn it in a rush. In short, you looked like you've been struck by a tornado and barely made it out alive.
Trey couldn't help but think you were still gorgeous like this.
He felt his lips curve into a smile. He called your name in a soft and gentle tone, with an underlying passion even Trey didn't know he was capable of.
"Hey there. Why don't you take a seat? You could use the rest from whatever you're up to."
"You have no idea," you grinned, plopping yourself next to him. You're so close that Trey could feel your warmth radiate through his own coat. Your knee brushed with his, and you still faintly smelled like roses despite looking dead on your feet. Trey recognized that it was the expensive perfume Riddle and the others bought for you in the last Unbirthday party.
"Sam had a special White Day sale, and it got really crowded around the shop. I lost Ace and Deuce and Grim, so… here I am."
Trey took back whatever he said about the higher power. They literally gave him a chance to confess without anyone ruining it right now.
"Then I'm lucky I was around the area," Trey hummed. The smile you shot him afterwards said more than any words could. Without even thinking, he took out your chocolates from his book bag and handed it over to you.
If the situation wasn't so serious, Trey would've laughed at how cute you looked. Your eyes grew wide and your lips slightly parted. He swore there was a hint of a blush on your cheeks, but with the setting sun casting an ethereal light on you, Trey couldn't tell. All he could focus on was how adorable you are.
"It's for White Day. As thanks for the chocolate you gave me on Valentine's."
"Oh w-wow, um, I—" Oh Seven, you're so cute. "—I didn't think you'd remember that after a month, Trey."
How could I? I've been waiting for yours since the sun was up and I couldn't sleep after, Trey thought. Although, he'll bring this secret to the grave.
You cleared your throat and gingerly took the box from Trey after a bit of nudging from him. He watched you hold the box as if it was a diamond. Your fingers ghosted the fabric of the ribbon before untying it to unveil the chocolate within.
"... You remembered."
"You said you missed having them from your home before," Trey fiddled with his glasses again. "So I tried to recreate them based on your description."
Anyone who'd look at your favorite chocolates in your hands would just see the chocolate. For you, though? You see your family and friends in them. Back home, you'd buy this type of chocolate whenever you had the chance and share them with loved ones on occasion. He heard you sniffle, but kept quiet when you faked a cough.
"This means a lot to me. I…" Your lips quivered a little as you tied the ribbon around the box again. "I love them. Thanks, Trey."
The third year student couldn't help himself. Everything just felt right.
"I like you," Trey blurted out. He didn't give you—stunned and speechless—a chance to reply as he continued, "I don't know when and how. I don't think I ever gave it much thought. I just know I've never felt like this for anyone else."
The sun has long since kissed the earth. Twilight dawned on the pair underneath a tree, hiding the intimate moment from any onlookers and passersby. Stray leaves danced in the air as a spring breeze rustled your hair, making it more of a mess than earlier. You kept looking at him with wide eyes and your hands clutching the box.
At this point, Trey could care less if anyone else passed by. All he cared about was you.
"I could be with you for just one day, and I won't regret it."
You didn't say anything, but the moment he caught you in his arms when you hugged him, Trey knew he'd cherish every day with you. He wrapped his arms around you tighter. He tucked your head in the crook of his neck as he buried a hand in your hair. Stray strands tickled his cheek when he leaned on your head. Trey felt your smile the more you snuggled into his shoulder.
The uncertainty of the future be damned. He just wanted to be with you.
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bullet-prooflove · 6 days
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Clean: Trey Cahill x Reader
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Tagging: @@mariashane @kj77 @tiredmarshmellowuwu @choppedgalaxynerd @herwordslikebutterflywings @flopiboni @words-and-seeds @aiko24k @@kane-nero-6 @wabi-sabi1090 @kmc1989
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Trey used to traffic drugs. His dealer used to give him ten grand to transport a few bricks of coke over the border into Arizona under the guise of delivering one of the classic cars he’d been restoring to a buyer.
It was usually a five hour trip to the stash house. He’d drop off the merchandise, take his cut and then get high in a shitty roadside motel. He’d stay there for days until he was right again to drive the five hours back to Vegas.
He doesn’t do that crap anymore, he hasn’t since Folsom got him into rehab two years ago. That’s when he got serious about restoration, started turning a profit on the garage, building a client base. He may not ask where all of his spare parts come from for the sake of plausible deniability but the heavy stuff, he’s out of it.
If he gets caught it’s not just his life he fucks up, it’s yours too. You’re already getting shit for dating a former criminal, you will never admit it to him but Folsom had filled Trey in after the scuffle with the defence attorney. That stuff, it reflects badly on you, it puts you under scrutiny.
He’s kept his nose clean since then. He’s stopped going to the bars with all the shady shit going on, lost contact with the people who could suck him back into that life, tossed his burner phones. He’s gone completely legit.
He has his head tucked under the bonnet of a 1969 Chevy Corvette when Killian turns up at the garage. There’s a problem with the starter, he’s still trying to figure it out when he hears someone clearing their throat behind him. He knows it’s Killian, even before he glances over his shoulder. He’s been trying to get a hold of him for days now, putting the word out through the people they used to have in common for Trey to get in touch because he needs the cars to move product.
“You’ve been ignoring my calls.” Killian says as Trey straightens up and turns to face him.
He’s leaning against the hood of a Stingray Trey’s been tuning up, his hands are tucked into the pockets of his black leather jacket. He looks more haggard than the last time Trey saw him. Dipping into his own supply, Trey thinks.
“That’s not my life anymore.” Trey tells him as he picks up the rag from his work bench and uses it to clean the grease from his hands. “I thought you would have got the message when I stopped buying drugs from you.”
“Hm.” Killian says as he holds up a baggie of coke between two fingers. “So I assume you don’t want this.”
This is how it starts, he remembers. A freebie, a little fun, before he knows it he’s five grand in the hole, doing ‘jobs’ to pay off his debt.
“Do you think I’m really that weak?” Trey laughs, crossing his arms over his chest trying to ignore the twitch in his fingers. “That I’m going to jump back into bed with you because you offer me a bump.”
“I think if I leave this here.” Killian says setting the baggie down on the workbench alongside Trey. “I’ll be getting a call from you in a couple of hours’ time for a little more.”
“I wouldn’t bet on it.” Trey bites back and Killian gives him that smile, the one that sets Trey’s teeth on edge.
“Once an addict…” Killian says, pushing the baggie towards him.  “…always an addict.”
It’s a few hours later that you turn up at the garage. The lights are still on despite the late hour. Part of you is worried and the other part pissed because Trey was supposed to meet you for dinner tonight at that little Chinese place you both like. You’d sat there for an hour before you realised he wasn’t coming. He hasn’t been picking up his calls or his texts.
When you step inside you find him hunched over the workbench with his head in his hands. Your hand comes to rest on his shoulder and he flinches at the sensation before he turns his head to look at you. His eyes are red rimmed, the vibrant blue shining through the frustrated tears as the muscle in his jaw clenches.
“Trey.” You say softly and he takes a sharp inhale of breath before he tilts his head towards something on the workbench.
“I need you to get rid of it.” He says, his voice pained as you follow his gaze to the baggie of coke. “If I touch it…”
He trails off because he doesn’t need to say anything else.
Two years sobriety, everything he’s worked for, it’ll be gone and he can’t go back to that place, not when he’s come so far. But the thing is he can’t seem to help himself. His mouth is dry, his fingers itch, he can feel himself giving in and he’s powerless to stop it.
You pick up the baggie and tuck it into your pocket. The relief is visible, Trey exhales for the first time in what seems like hours, the tension seems to flood out of his body as he uses the back of his hand to wipe across his eyes.
“I need to know what happened tonight.” You say quietly. “How this ended up here.”
If it were anyone else including Folsom he’d lie, say one of his customers dropped it because he wouldn’t want them to know about all the bad shit he’s done in the past. But it’s you and he’s always been honest with you and that’s not about to change today.
He tells you everything, from the product he used to move for Killian, to the nights he spent high as kite. You listen quietly, your hand holding his and he’s grateful for that because being here with you, it keeps him anchored, it reminds him that he’s more than just his addiction.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you.” He says quietly as he clasps your hand to his cheek. “Really I don’t.”
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veethewriter · 9 months
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Can i request relationship hcs for trey?
Of course!!
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Baking dates are a must of course, even if you don't like sweets it'll be fun to help him out. After all the baking, and the mess you two probably made while doing it'll, he'll definitely make you something he knows you'll like instead. Being with him you'll also have the task of keeping track of ace and deuce with him, to make sure they stay out of trouble.
Setting up for unbirthday's days are also chaos for him so after them, please help him relax by helping him clean up and finishing the rest of the things he has to do for the day. Trey shows his love for you by making sure you are healthy, whether it be by making you eat or brush your teeth. I feel like his love language is quality time and words of affirmation. His giving love language is gift giving and service.
He would be very happy if you get along with Riddle and Che'nya since they have been his best friends since he was a kid. He'll probably schedule times to hang out with them and you so you all can get to know each other. Would also later in the relationship want you to come to his family's bakery and meet them.
"sugar will you hand me the flour over there? I need to make some more dough..."
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ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱʟᴀʙʏᴜʟ
╰┈➤ ❝ the realm of the queen of hearts; a world of wonder; often seen by those foreign to these lands as a place of madness. the queen who rules with an iron fist may pride herself on finding order within the chaos and purpose within a lack of sense. ❞
[f.], [m.] → female / male reader respectively | [pl.] → platonic | [g.] → general / no reader | [sug.] → suggestive | [hc] → headcanons | [os] → oneshot | [sh.] → short scenario | [s.] → part of a series | [a.] → angst
ᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴏʟᴀ
"because i fell for you, isn't it obvious?" [os]
au where he plays twst [g. | hc]
believing wrong [pl. | os]
celebrating christmas [hc]
come close, i won't bite [os]
comforting reader having to deal with the pressure of being the prefect [f. | hc]
dealing with the bullies who beat up s/o [hc]
domestic headcanons [hc]
easily flustered s/o [hc]
hanahaki au [hc]
how he loses you [a. | os]
if only you had stayed [a. | pl. or romantic | hc]
pocky kisses [hc]
poly relationship with ace + deuce [hc]
racoons interrupt your date [hc]
relaxing with him [hc]
sending love letters [hc]
valentine's day [pl.]
when he falls in love [hc]
when mc turns into a baby [hc]
with a drunk s/o [hc]
ᴅᴇᴜᴄᴇ ꜱᴘᴀᴅᴇ
amusement park date [hc]
au where he plays twst [g. | hc]
believing wrong [pl. | os]
dealing with the bullies who beat up s/o [hc]
going for a ride on the magical wheel [hc]
hanahaki au [hc]
if only you had stayed [a. | pl. or romantic | hc]
late night driving [hc]
pocky kisses [hc]
poly relationship with ace + deuce [hc]
racoons interrupt your date [hc]
radiohead [a. | sh.]
sending love letters [hc]
time flies right by my eyes [os]
valentine's day [pl.]
when he falls in love [hc]
when mc turns into a baby [hc]
with a drunk s/o [hc]
with an older brother figure from ignihyde [m. | pl. |. hc]
ᴄᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅ
3 halloween tales [a. | hc]
4 seasons with cater [hc]
celebrating christmas [hc]
cuddle time [hc]
distorted memories (dystopian au) [g. | a. | hc]
fluff alphabet [hc]
hanahaki au [hc]
hear it from me [os]
opening up to s/o [hc]
passionate kiss [os]
reacting to stoic mc who carries a stuffed animal around [hc]
rivals to lovers au [hc]
sending love letters [hc]
spending valentine's day with him [hc]
with a drunk s/o [hc]
ᴛʀᴇʏ ᴄʟᴏᴠᴇʀ
"one more kiss before you leave. just one, i swear" [sh.]
distorted memories (dystopian au) [g. | a. | hc]
domestic headcanons [hc]
falling in love with him [hc]
galumphing escape [g. | a. | os]
hanahaki au [hc]
lazy mornings [m. | sh.]
love languages [hc]
reacting to a sudden ambush [hc]
redamancy [os]
relaxing with him [hc]
sending love letters [hc]
tackling overworked s/o [hc]
with a drunk s/o [hc]
with an s/o who's a mum friend [hc]
ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ʀᴏꜱᴇʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ
aftertaste [g. | os]
attention, please! [os]
breakfast in bed [sh.]
brushing his hair [pl. | hc]
cuddle time [hc]
eating instant ramen at 2am with him [hc]
first time saying 'i love you' [os]
going to a restaurant with him [hc]
hanahaki au [hc]
if he said something insensitive to his s/o [a. | hc]
just a few minutes [os]
love languages [hc]
lullaby to riddle rosehearts [poem]
mimsy tower [g. | os]
mornings with him [hc]
pocky kisses [hc]
radiohead [a. | sh.]
reacting to s/o sitting on his lap [hc]
reacting to stoic mc who carries a stuffed animal around [hc]
sending love letters [hc]
sitting on his s/o's lap [hc]
s/o having a nightmare about his overblot [hc]
study date [hc]
taking your time [poem]
teasing him [hc]
the perfect rose [a.]
waiting by the window [g. | os]
when his s/o tells him he's their favorite [hc]
with a drunk s/o [hc]
with an s/o who gets along with his mother [hc]
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severeaesthetic · 1 year
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Can you make the continuation of Trey c cater x y/n pls?
People I would cheat on my boyfriend with: Poly! Trey x Cater x reader
 ⚠️Suggestive content, language⚠️
Let’s say for the sake of these headcanons that you decide to prank them separately
Trey while he is doing homework (before Cater gets done with his practice)
Cater while he is waiting for his club to start
Before they talk to each other they are unaware that you “pranked” them both
How it happened (Trey):
Trey was just minding his own business doing Crewel’s homework, when he heard a knock and then the door to his room opening. He looked up and saw you carrying everything you needed for the prank. He raised an eyebrow leaning back in his chair watching you set everything up and hit the record button. “Is there something I can help you with?”
“I just want to record your reaction to my presentation for class.” You say looking at him with a sly smile. He motioned for you to proceed and you clicked on the first slide. “People I would cheat on my boyfriend with” you speak before clicking to the next slide. “I would never cheat. I love him and cheating is wrong” you look at him waiting for his reaction. He gives you a cute smile before you click to the last slide, which had a picture of you and your other boyfriend that the present boyfriend took (it’s Trey’s laptop wallpaper).
“You had me worried for a minute there cookie” he stood up from his desk and walked over to you and pinning you against the desk “for that I’m gonna have to tell Cater.”
“You don’t have to tell Cay-Cay” a nervous laugh falls from your lips.
“Unfortunately I do little hatter” he leans down to whisper in your ear “and you‘ll be taught a lesson about trying to go through with this prank.” He placed a kiss on your neck before pushing off the desk and walking out of his room to get something from the kitchen. Cater most definitely hadn’t told him, but you’re still royally fucked.
How it happened (Cater):
You walked into the practice room where Cater was just playing random chords on the guitar as he sat on the stage. He hears footsteps and looks up. He smiles brightly when he sees you and sets the guitar down walking over to you. “Hey babes! Whatcha got there?”
“I need your help with something” you say setting up quickly, “It’ll only take a second I promise” you hit record as he sat on one of the large speakers. Clicking on the first slide, “people I would cheat on my boyfriend with.” Cater could only give a half smirk as he waited for you to continue. “I would never cheat, because cheating is wrong and I love him” you look at him waiting for his reaction.
“I love you to, but you realize we have another boyfriend right?”
Without saying anything you click to the next screen. Which is a rather provocative photo of you and Trey. (It’s Cater’s Home Screen). He just laughs. His real laugh. He stood up walking over to you and gripped your hips lightly pulling you close to him. He placed a quick kiss to your lips. “So unfair of you not to include us both at the same time” he mumbles against your lips. “I think it’s only fair to punish you and let our baby have the fun hm?” He leans down placing kisses on your neck as Lilia and Kalim walked in. Well, Lilia was walking. Kalim was skipping and muttering about something.
“Ah, young love” Lilia chuckled walking past you two to the stage “Get a room.”
Kalim finally stops rambling about whatever he was talking about. He sees you and smiles bigger waving like his arm was gonna fall off. “Hey prefect! Are you coming to the party at my dorm tonight?!”
(How could you say no to your friend) You and Kalim talk about the party a little more before he got told to get on stage by your boyfriend. You said your goodbyes and then walked to your other boyfriend’s room to prank him.
Trey and Cater converse
You are over at Scarabia partying the night away as Cater and Trey are laying on his bed talking and cuddling. The promised at least one of them would stay awake to walk you back. Cater was telling him about what happened in the music room. Trey chuckles just picturing your reaction when Lilia said to get a room. Trey then told Cay-cay about what you did a couple of hours ago. “How should we punish them?” Trey asks, turning the both of them to where they’re face to face.
Cater smirks devilishly. “They like to touch us right?”
“Where are you going with this?” Cater whispers his idea to Trey while trying to keep a straight face. Trey flips them over to where Cater is underneath him. “How long have you wanted do that?”
“A while” Cater shrugs and pulls him into a kiss. After making out and feeling each other up for a couple of minutes, the mood is broken by a knock on the door. Trey hops off the bed and opens the door to see an annoyed Jamil with a hand on your arm to keep you from running away.
“I believe this human belongs to you two” Jamil says shoving you into Trey’s arms and walking back to Scarabia.
Cater fake gasps “what did you do to get kicked out of Scarabia and escorted back to the vice house warden’s room?” He walks over with a fake look of disappointment.
“Kalim said Jamil said it was okay for us to go out on the magic carpet to see the fireworks he set up” you said looking between the both of them. “Kalim is surprisingly a good liar.” Cater got a text from Jamil saying you weren’t in trouble to which he snickered and decided to keep to himself.
“Trey shouldn’t we start their punishment?” Cater smirks at the taller male.
“You’re right Cater” he clicked his tongue “first you pull those not nice pranks on your poor boyfriends. Then you get in trouble with a fellow vice house warden. We know just how to teach you to behave” he smirks then he shuts and locks the door
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Samba - Going to be a Sensation - Strictly NRC Dancing
Author Notes: This one was actually quite the toughie to write. The samba is fun to watch but not to describe... And, to be fair, I'm also not super confident with writing this character. I quite literally worked on this fic right up to the point of posting. The samba for this fic was greatly inspired by Katee Shean and Joshua Allen’s Samba to “Baila Baila” on the 4th season of So You Think You Can Dance. I really recommend watching their performance on Youtube. It's really good! Just like the rest of this AU, reader is female for this fic. I hope you enjoy!
If you would like to read more of this AU the fics can be found here: Strictly NRC Dancing AU Master-List.
Type: Dance Au/ female-reader/ largely platonic/fluff
Word count: 1022
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Just like a good number of the other Latin/rhythm dances, the samba was energetic and lively. It was also incredibly flirtatious, which made it a very fun but sometimes embarrassing dance to perform. 
Trey, of all people, was not someone I’d expected to choose this class out of all of the ones offered. It all became clear though after I questioned him and found out that he’d waited too long to get into any of the classes for a slower dance and was thus shuttled into the samba course.
Trey didn’t let that hold him back, though. I was told by Vargas that my future partner had excelled in the class and, during choreography, we had performed our dance flawlessly.
Trey being slated for the top spot in this class was definitely not what I had expected from the usually laid-back young man. And yet he impressed me. Easily keeping up easily with the pounding beat and generally cheeky dance that was filled with rolling hip motions, amongst other things.
Also, the fact that he stayed mature and only cracked a few jokes despite the rather shameless nature of the dance made him seem like a gift from the heavens in comparison to some of the other potential partners. 
As much as I adored Ace, the idea of dancing something like the samba with him was practically shudder inducing.
I had few to no concerns about Trey passing the class or being a reliable partner. Even Crewel had given him the nod of approval after our choreography.
Which was I didn’t hesitate to kick my leg up on his shoulder as soon as the music began. I tossed myself back into a dip, my leg sliding down and catching on his arm and the cheering was already almost deafening.
 But that was to be expected. We were in a school full of teenage boys so samba was, inevitably, going to be a sensation. 
I had been prepared for this, but Trey had apparently not been judging from the expression that flashed across his face fairly early in our dance when Cater yelled out, “Yeah! Get it, Trey!”
I got the privilege of watching the usually calm, level-headed young man go from his usual pale skin tone to a very distinct pink shade that was getting steadily darker the longer we performed.
It wasn’t long before motions that had been executed perfectly during practice were being fumbled through as the vice housewarden got steadily more embarrassed. 
Of course, the cheering wasn’t helping. What had started as just Cater and Ace cheering while occasionally throwing in a very loud whistle had swelled to include the majority of the people watching cheering and throwing out varying comments.
I squeezed the vice-housewarden’s hand as he tripped slightly, “Trey, it’s okay. Just ignore them and focus on the dance. They’re just teasing you.”
I eyed him worriedly as I tried to reel him back in from the depths of his red-faced embarrassment, but he was too far gone. He couldn’t even manage a response, instead letting out a flustered chuckle.
By this point, what appeared to be the entire student body of the school was loudly cheering for the now flustered Trey. Even Malleus was clapping, though I wasn’t entirely sure it was for the same reasons that Ruggie was letting out a piercing wolf-whistle.
I couldn’t deny that our classmates' behavior and reactions, paired with the dance itself, were rather embarrassing, but I was able to push through and continue dancing while Trey fumbled through.
The very same young man who’d pulled off some incredibly difficult motions with little to no trouble during practice could now barely keep up with the dance. I honestly pitied him.
To his credit, he still managed to pull off the lift and spin at the very end of the dance. His arms wrapped around my back while mine wrapped around his neck and I was lifted off the ground. Spinning freely in the air even though I could quite literally feel the heat coming off his very red face during it.
We managed to fake the spin that he fumbled through after setting me down but executed a decisive dip that had our nose practically touching.
Something that made the whole situation worse since he was forced to hold  the pose briefly as it was the final move of the dance.
 By the time he had me pulled back upright, quite literally everyone except most of our judges were cheering. Either because they felt he had given his best, such as Riddle and Malleus, or simply due to the nature of the dance, which seemed to be the case for the majority.
The judges, outside of Vargas, looked beyond disappointed, though some were also vaguely amused.
 “And you were so close,” Trein shook his head slightly as we stepped in front of their table, trying to ignore the not-so-subtle laughter from the students behind us. “We were sure you were going to be the top Samba student.” 
Crowley honestly looked crestfallen and  Sam was still chuckling slightly as the still red Trey nodded his head and even managed a smile, “Yeah, I know.”
“And you danced perfectly during choreography practice,”Crewel remarked, his gaze fixed on the steadily quieting students.
Trey stayed silent, and I squeezed his hand slightly. I think both of us knew what grade he was getting before Trein even opened his mouth. “I’m sorry, Mr. Clover. But you failed. Better luck next time.”
Trey accepted his grade with maturity, just as I’d expected from him, even as there were some boos from the crowd who evidently did not agree with our teacher's assessment. 
“You’re never gonna live this down,” I said with a sympathetic smile, and he nodded, sighing slightly.
“Yeah… I guess I’d better go face the guys and get the worst of it over.” He offered me a smile before walking over towards where the Heartslabyul dorm sat. Seemingly braced for the teasing that was to come. At least Riddle and Deuce were there, they’d make sure Ace and Cater weren’t too hard on Trey.
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kalims · 2 years
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Totally not love language prompt for T*ey A*e and A*ul ahahahahha- heh- hah-
hey rosa…
...hey honey 🤨
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includes: trey clover, ace trapolla & azul ashengrotto.
18. love languange — how they show love.
the character limit was supposed to be two but since ily and you only asked for one prompt I'll make an exception 🙄
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✧ trey clover.
giving : gift giving.
as we all know trey is basically a god to every single one of the dessert lovers and this applies to the food lovers as well. he's really good at baking stuff since he basically grew up with it. give him a recipe of something he'd never baked before and I guarantee you; he will make that shit absolutely bomb.
we can consider his desserts as one of his gifts. due to his kindness, which was already something rare to be found in NRC. he probably often gave away the extra baked goods to people on the street or their neighbors whenever it was time to close down the shop and get rid of the desserts.
even in NRC he still gives desserts to people he personally knows, sometimes just cause he's feeling like appreciating then and you're no exception. this is usually paired with using his unique magic to give them a taste of sweet home, something that makes them happy. even if it is temporary it just makes him more surprisingly popular along with his status as vice-dorm leader.
he's a pretty forward guy at times and just outright asks you your favorite desserts. the next day he already has a package in his bag, and the day after tomorrow, basically alternating days to give you sweets that won't affect your diet much. he knows it's nice to treat yourself once in a while.
but he does switch up their taste every now and then, it's tiring to taste the same thing over and over again after all. (I still eat hawaiian pizza after eating it for like months.)
✧ ace trapolla.
giving : physical touch.
I argue that ace would be very touchy whenever he's around someone he likes romantically. he always has got to have his shoulders bumping into yours when you walk together to class, playfully shoving you sideways with his side and laughing when you actually fall from the ground to suprise and the force.
if not from that occurrence then his way of greeting you is popping up from somewhere and casually sliding an arm over your shoulder. it's both a common romantic and platonic gesture that happens in NRC, and it just so happens he does the same with people shorter than him so there's not much suspicions.
he's surprisingly subtle at hiding his feelings, a contrast to the first day of you met him. he's only probably hiding it so well because the feelings are actually deep. but he can be pretty open about it if he puts his mind on it.
generally he just enjoys the rare feeling of intimacy cause it makes him feel like he's one of the rare people that can touch, feel, and see you close contact in person.
and maybe it's just another way of showing people that you're clearly occupied with someone else.
✧ azul ashengrotto.
giving : acts of service.
azul is pretty used to giving his services to his 'clients' even if they end up completely wrapped around his fingers. no matter how big or small, if someone asks him for a favor; in exchange for a contract of course. he always gets it done, no complaints, no disturbances.
it just so happens that there's no silver lining when you request him for something like helping understand a piece of information you couldn't in class. he's honestly just happy enough if he can offer you his help, because it's top tier and you'd go to nowhere else right?
he supposes in his own way, he likes it so much because it keeps you close at arms length. it can be viewed as a red flag on his part but when was he ever green anyways? he literally scams people 💀
^ adding to that its more like some kind of secret competitiveness to show you that you can depend on him anytime to help you with any kind of problem. it helps his self esteem grow when you ignore an offer of the top in your class to study and go to him instead.
he's just used to serving so that's exactly what he does, of course there's a little favoritism in you but you're no exception to the fact that monstro lounge's food and drinks still aren't free, you just have a higher percent off than other students.
...what? he's being generous okay.
there's only a few times where he senses you're either upset or distressed that he just let's you eat and drink for free.
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twistedcece · 9 months
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Twisting Babysitting: A mini card deck (Pt. 5)
Twisted Wonderland x F!Reader
Charecters: Heartslabyul boys
Pt 5: Cater was trying to take a photo and was reaching for an ingredient at the same time.
Then he leaned forwards and then it was all over him and the potion worked its magic.
While the Heartslabyul boys others were running around trying to find Cater you were outside sitting on the front step of Ramshackle when a toddler in a baggy uniform waddles pass you.
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" Well." you sighed as you watched the toddler waddle by chasing a butterfly " I found Cater." you walked over to him.
When he saw you his face lit up and he made a bee line for you but half way to you his uniform caught on a rock and he fell flat on his face and started crying.
" Oh, there, there, it's alright." you cooed picking him up and brushed the dirt off his face.
" Lets head inside and get you patched up." you headed inside and headed up stairs and set him down on the bathroom counter.
" Alright, do I have band-aids?" you mumbled as you looked through the cabinets. Then you felt something being taken out of your pocket.
" Hey, what are you doing with my phone?" you asked Cater didn't answer instead he was playing with the camera on your phone. You giggled shaking your head.
"Cater being Cater." you thought as you found the band-aids and began patching up his bumps and scrapes.
After that you took Cater down stairs and sat on the couch with him and watched videos on your phone until he got board and wanted to play with the camera on your phone.
Which you agreed and spent your afternoon taking photos and videos with mini Cater, until he rubbed his eyes yawning.
" Ready for bed?" he nodded and flopped onto your lap you shook your head and carried him to your room, set him in bed then got ready for bed yourself.
Once you were done you got into bed with him and he snuggled into your stomach and you started to brush your fingers through his hair.
" Good night Cater." you muttered then you drifted off to sleep.
When Cater woke up he wasn't surprised in the slightest, after all he'd had multiple potion incidents over the years but he couldn't recall what happened yesterday.
But he did manage to take a picture of your peaceful face (definitely using it as his home screen) then decided to head back to the dorm.
When you woke up you found the bed empty and a sticky not on your night side stand, you smiled knowing that Cater was alright and went back to sleep.
Cater came up to you during lunch and pulled you to the side to thank you for helping him yesterday then asked if you wanted to go out with him next week.
Well now you have a date next week and you bet he's going to take pictures of you the whole time.
See you later Twisted Dreamers
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rs-wonderland · 1 year
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good afternoon (or morning/night timezones are weird dude)! Can I ask for trey clover with a smaller male/genderneutral s/o that's feisty/gets into fights often?
Note{ Hi darling! This is my first time writing for male reader, so if i made any mistakes you don't like just DM me and i will change them. Have a good day/night, love ya~♡}
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♡Trey Clover:
♧Trey is very confusted about you. Your are one of the smallest boys in the NRC and yet so feisty.
♧Tease you for being shorty! Often kneels down as a joke so he can talk to you.
♧It makes him laugh how everyone thinks they can say mean things to you and not get there ass beat. But he is worried about you so much.
♧Probably would gave you a lesson on how you can't beat people for no reason. Even if there is a reason, you can't fight them.
♧Everytime you get into a fight after a lesson he will still tell you how strong and stupid short boy you are, but your his strong and stupid short boy!
♧Had a good time talking with Riddle about your actions. And Trey tries to keep you out of trouble, especially from Riddle.
♧He thinks you, Ace and Deuce would be a 'friends from hell'.
♧Always takes care of you when you come back damaged from a fight. Also gives you some of his baking goods!
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twistedtalking · 1 year
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