#twisted wonderland x g/n reader

[haruhar-u]

“The Moon proposed to the Sun”

Silver x G/n reader (romantic, fluff)

CWS: kissing

A/N: the last reupload from my old account with edits (that I forgot to upload from November when the accidental deactivation happened)

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The crisp autumn air of the forest felt cool against your skin and the leaves of the trees were spectacular shades of orange and yellow and the fallen ones crunched beneath your feet. You quite enjoyed meeting up with Silver’s woodland creature friends but there was something odd about them this particular day. The creatures were quite fixed on following the silver haired knight. Some carried flowers. You notice him try to dismiss them before you could notice, turning as pink as a flamingo. 

Eventually as the sun set and the sky was a puddle of yellows oranges and pinks, your walk led the two of you to a flower-filled clearing with a willow tree in the middle of it and you felt one of the deer nudge you and Silver under the tree. 

“Fine…” you heard him mutter. And before you could question it, he tucked a flower that one of the animals gave him behind his ear, yet he glanced shyly at the ground “-Name-, Father has been telling me to say this for a while now but, ever since you tried to teach me how to smile that fateful day; I think I may have developed feelings for you.” 

You feel your cheeks flush as he tells you that. You also had feelings for him, yet you were too shy to say it. You didn’t think he felt the same. As if the world only belonged to the two of you, you leaned in for a kiss which he returned, his lips felt soft as they brushed against yours;  you pulled him closer to your own body. That was the first and best kiss in your life. As you break the kiss, you see the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on your boyfriend’s face, you couldn’t help but smile back at him, with your arms wrapped around his hips. Today, the moon proposed to the sun and the sun said yes

Using the same tag list from my ceo novel since I realized my tag list is flawed (please dm me if you wish to be added or removed): @edith-is-a-cat @the-banana-0verlord @angelhairpastawithherbs @v-anrouge @twistwonderlanddevotee @ferris-the-wheel @twst-om-lover @xen-blank @cheezy-moon @whspermy-name @krenenbaker

[jessamine-rose]

Platonic! Yandere Ortho

IMPORTANT NOTE: These are purely platonic headcanons of how Ortho would help Yandere! Idia. This is based on his devious side shown in his Dorm SSR, Ghost Marriage, and the Main Story. Spoiler warnings for Ch6!!

Tw:: yandere, stalking, manipulation

♡ In terms of power, Idia is one of the worst yanderes to deal with. Social weaknesses aside, he has many skills at his disposal. His magical abilities, his technological prowess…..…and his secret weapon Ortho.

♡ After months of gathering data, Ortho’s AI has come to the conclusion that you and his brother are a perfect match. The compatibility charts go haywire every time he witnesses your interactions—your genuine smiles, Idia’s pink flames, the mutual interests which fuel your conversations. The main issue is that only Idia’s body scan shows the physical symptoms of infatuation.

♡ Normally, Ortho disapproves of cheat codes. His brother’s obsessive actions will surely lead to a Bad Ending and more trouble after their S.T.Y.X. debacle. But after considering the factors at play—the love rivals, Idia’s limited choices, your plans to leave their world—he decides that it’s best to help his brother.

♡ And so Ortho takes on the equally twisted Support Role!! From the shadows, he assists Idia by hacking your devices and NRC’s security cameras. He uses your personal data to predict your reactions, learn your preferences, and come up with perfect algorithms. As for his brother’s love rivals, he can easily generate fake messages and calls from their SNS accounts.

♡ He also helps Idia in real life. You’re more likely to join their family gaming nights if Ortho is the one who invites you. He will tell you all about his brother’s achievements and facilitate love flag scenarios between the two of you. How could you suspect him of foul play?

♡ No matter how low the probability, all it takes is a 0.0001% chance to upgrade a relationship. Your Happy Ending is practically written in the stars, judging by the upward graphs in Ortho’s computations. He will do whatever it takes to ensure his brother’s happiness and make you a part of their family.

[diodellet]

no, i'd rather pretend (jamil viper x gn!reader)

summary: It was so easy to pretend that you weren't also drowning. content warnings: -reader is an unreliable narrator -reader is yuu -self-deprecating, mean inner thoughts (80% ventfic, 20% comfort) ++unbeta'd all mistakes are mine. word count: 1.4k words

It was one of those days. Where everything felt too much.

Sure you could cope with it, carry on as if nothing was bothering you. Let all the little inconveniences wash off of you. After all, you couldn’t overblot. You were the Ramshackle Prefect, damn it. A long time ago, you were given the title of beast tamer and that made you believe that nothing could even come close to bothering you.

Sometimes though, it meant needing a few moments—maybe minutes to cry—alone to gather yourself.

Which, you couldn’t really get in NRC.

“I wish you would lean on us though.” Jamil’s voice, albeit low enough to give the sense of discretion, sounds far away. But you know that he’s crouched by you. 

“No… I can’t do that, I’m already dead weight to you all.” Your arms pull tighter around your knees, trying to compress your frame into something smaller than it actually was.

Most of all, you had no excuse to be throwing around words and thoughts you’d kept hidden like knives to pierce your opponents. Things that you thought once hidden, would remain hidden and eventually be pushed out of your memory.

It doesn’t work like that however. Unpleasant things liked to bubble to the surface, especially during one’s most vulnerable moments.

“Can you please leave… I’m already troubling you all by being like this…” Please let me fix myself. I can’t put myself back together like this.

You curl up further into yourself, pressing your face into your knees, bone against your eyesockets in a vain attempt to stifle the outcry of your pain.

All it does is make a pitiful sob heave from you once before cutting off abruptly. You feel a brush of fingertips against the back of your hand, damp from the futility of stopping your emotional fit. And with a gentle tug, your hand comes away—away from shrinking into yourself, away from reflexively hiding the worst of yourself—only to feel his fingers lace together with yours, not one bit bothered by the traces of your tears.

“You once mentioned that this comforted you.” And in the touch of his skin to yours, your first instinct is to yank yourself away.

You did bring it up once offhandedly, when you were sentimental about things you used to be able to do back home, when you were still a stone’s throw away from your friends and family. But his discomfort was understandable, as much as he spent time at the side of someone who wore their heart on their sleeve, not everyone who brandished their emotions did so in the same way. For a moment, his hold tightens, almost afraid that if he let go, then it would mean losing you to whatever it was that was eating you from the inside.

“You also told me once that burdens were meant to be shared.”

Hearing that come back to you—a thing you said in the heat of the moment, somewhere in the aftermath of his overblot—sends a new wave of tears spilling from you.

With those words, a dam breaks and you’re unable to clamp down on any more of your cries.

“But you already have enough on your plate…” you choke out between broken sobs.

Compared to everything he had gone through, your troubles were insignificant. Shallow, even. A meaner part of your mind cuts into you. If you could somehow muster the ability to throw words to ward off someone, then you weren’t actually helpless. You were using your pain to pretend, so you could catch them off guard. So you could eventually drive them away. That was why you were letting him see you like this, right? So he’d see you at your ugly and rotten core, so he’d know to turn around and leave you behind, right?

“Not right now, I don’t have much weighing me down. See?” And his grip shifts to hold your hand more firmly.

“...Are you sure you’re not just saying that? Just to make me stop?” It was fine if he was, as much as you were given comfort in the past, a part of you was dimly aware that the gentleness you were given as a kid was a disguised plea to stop being so immature. That fact of life carried you throughout your years. That everyone has it worse than you, that your problems aren’t all that bad in the first place, you just had to vocalize what was wrong because deep down, you already knew what needed fixing.

And that was the problem right now, wasn’t it? That instead of the big picture explanation you readily had, all you had were sharpened barbs of emotion to pierce yourself and others with.

“I’m not just saying that,” he counters. As measured as his words are, you can feel a faint tremble in his hand as it holds yours. “I… used to think you were. Just saying things, I mean.”

“I probably was.” You were bad with silence after all. Silence was difficult, because it wasn’t actually a total loss of sound, it was having every minute sensation amplified to a deafening degree, being able to hear what was unspoken.

“You weren’t wrong though.” Jamil says, “it took me a while to realize that.”

Does he mean witnessing the other overblots too? The ugly aftermaths of each one that he was privy to? You couldn’t remember exactly what happened during each one or the exact people who were there with you, only bits and pieces of those moments were locked away in a place much deeper than what your memory could hold.

Maybe the only way you could remember was from the bits that spilled out. The bits that mixed together with your ugly insides.

“But… you don’t have to be here.”

“I know, but you don’t have to deal with this on your own either.”

“...Did I also tell you that shit?”

“...Maybe.”

“God, tell me to shut up next time.” At your groan, you hear an amused laugh from him. Like he’s glad that the roles were reversed in his favor. 

There wouldn’t be enough words to describe how much you hated being this vulnerable. Yet not even a fraction of those words could even begin to encapsulate how secure you felt at the same time. All you can do is feel the calmness slowly take over your insides.

“I tried. But you wouldn’t stop.” You can still hear the bitter smile in Jamil’s voice, a pinprick of his true feelings in spite of what was meant to be a playful jab.

“...I’m sorry.”

“No—I’m glad you didn’t.”

And it’s those words that stop your train of thought in its tracks. And you tentatively lift your head to peer at him.

He meets your gaze, and there’s a note of something unbelievably tender, that you wish you looked up before this moment. Jamil Viper was good at hiding his emotions, good at dressing up his words with honey and sincerity.

“Hey,” he says. Like he wasn’t just sitting with you and holding your hand through the worst of your emotions.

“Why…” your voice cracks, “why would you tell me all of this?” Or rather, what you mean to say was, why stay with you when you weren't feeling like yourself?

You supposed that it was so easy to talk, to let observations and promises flow from you without abandon. It was easy being the unbothered party, deflecting any and all cause of concern. It was so easy to pretend that you weren’t also drowning.

“I wouldn’t have said all of that if I didn’t mean it.”

“But…”

And there, you see a falter in his expression, a slight frown forming on his lips. “Don’t make me say it all again.” His gaze momentarily breaks from yours as his free hand comes up to adjust the hood of his dorm uniform.

Ironically, it’s what dispels the last of your doubt.

“Not even one more time?”

“I’ve changed my mind. I’m leaving.” Yet even as Jamil says that, he still hasn’t let go of you.

“...Can you stay for a little bit longer?” And was it okay for you to open up a little bit more? Was he okay with hearing from you? Hearing about these useless worries and feelings that swallowed you up?

“I’m not going anywhere.”

And with the warmth surrounding your hand, a lifeline in your sea of emotions, maybe you could believe that.

a.n. i'll fix this after i've had a moment to sleep. i wrote this on a whim while i was going through shit (i still kind of am... but i'm doing better). omake

[pommetarte]

Sweet

So, my teacher challenged me to write something sweet and happy because I turned in two tragic pieces of writing. I'm up for the challenge because (yes!) I can write happy pieces. It's just that I wanted to do something sorrowful for a change. Anyways, here is a piece dedicated to the one and only: Azul Ashengrotto @httpkaleido HPB Azul! Fluff Gn reader

It's a special day today. There were festive decorations adorning the lounge. The softest lavender hues brought peace to the normally bustling establishment.

"I'm ready!" exclaimed the boy with lavender hair, adjusting his glasses.

The crowd of people was anticipating his arrival. The one and only Azul Ashengrotto

Today is his special day. His birthday was here! He dressed in a white suit tailored specifically to fit him on this occasion. His smile widened, and just looking at it would melt the hearts of everyone nearby.

He was so happy, in fact, that his anxiety over his future as a different kind of guy was not able to overpower his joy of being with his loved ones.

As the crowd grew larger, their cheers grew louder, which usually made him start coming up with plans on how to deal with the sudden increase, but not today. Today he'd treat himself—a well-deserved break from normalcy.

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Back in his room, something else awaited him—a handmade gift you prepared. a medium box in the shade of calming violets with an intricately designed ribbon as a final touch.

You made matching seashell keychains after going to the beach and collecting them.You exhaled contentedly just thinking about these memories.What effort! You even poured out your innermost feelings onto a piece of paper just for him. a string of praises and thanks worthy of making just about anyone feel loved. You sat on his comfortable bed, giggling at the expression on his face when he saw your adorable gift.

Within the span of a few minutes, he had opened the door, only to see you rush at him before tightly embracing him in a warm hug. His smile widened even more—you swore you saw a small drop of tears escape his eyes.

You grabbed the box and presented it to him. He smiled again before taking the box from your grasp, moving his gaze upwards to examine it, and his smile widened even more.The joy he felt was immaculate! He hugged you tighter and thanked you profusely.

"Happy birthday, Azul!" you whispered.

[cynthinesia]

Hi I saw your tea thing and can I have a romantic 🍄tea with 🍯 and 🧊 (if that's not allowed then just 🍯) for Azul! Of course only if you want! Thank you!

A/N: You can only have one extra flavor in your tea, love~ But for angst to fluff, or vice versa, I can make an exception I suppose~

[prompt list!]

🌺 + 🍯 + 🐙 (ft. 🐬 + 🦈)

🐙 Azul Ashengrotto🐙

You two were in the cafeteria, eating your meals together has you were holding his hand. You two worked so hard for your exams that you barely spent time with each other, but that hard work of yours didn’t come fruitless as you passed your exams as well as Azul did (as usual).

You two certainly deserved a reward after all that, and that reward was spending an enjoyable time with each other.

“Are you enjoying the time, angelfish?” He said as he gave your hand a gentle squeeze. In response, you looked at him and nodded as your mouth was stuffed with the food that you were currently eating.

“It is only the start, you see.” He wiped the crumbs that were around his mouth, “I have planned a gift of your choosing you see.. I can give you a coupon for you to get a %50 discount, o-or maybe a necklace..?”

“Azul.” You smiled at him. “I don’t want any discounts, accessories, or anything of this kind. What I want is, to be with you, to spend some time with you.”

Then you grabbed his chin and gave a gentle kiss to the mole that’s on there. The octomer opened his mouth for a moment to say something, but he closed it as he saw a pair of shadows looming over you.

“Azuuuuuuul~! Shriiiiiimpy~! Good afternoon~!” Floyd chimed as he wrapped his arms, trapping you in another squeeze while Jade put a hand on Azul’s shoulder.

“There is a customer that demands to see you, Azul. She has claimed that one of our dear workers are not fast enough to bring the dish she has ordered.” He said to him with a serious face, then he turned his head to you with a bitter smile. “I apologize for interrupting your moment with Azul, (Y/N)-san, but it was quite urgent.”

“...It’s fine.” You sighed. “If it is that urgent, then there is pretty much nothing for me to do... Unless you want me to help.”

“It is fine, angelfish. I can deal with it myself.” Azul smiled at you and sighed as he nodded as Jade.

“Awwww~ Are we leaving already~?” Floyd frowned at the two, who were about to go back to Octavinelle. “But I wanted to play with Shrimpy more~”

“Has she wasted our time over nothing, this customer would be in need of some squeezing of yours, Floyd.” Jade said to his twin, which made him let go of you.

“Mmmmm, you’re right. She’s gonna be squeeeeeezed if she wastes our time complanin' about stuff.” He pouted as he went along with him and Azul.

.

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🐙 — 🦈 — 🐬

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By the time Azul was done, you were waiting for him outside of the Octavinelle while leaning on a wall. He looked distressed, his glasses was slightly crooked and his hair was messy. When you looked closer to him, you saw that there was drops of sweat on his forehead. He noticed you looking back at him, he forced a smile and walked to you.

“Angelfish, there you are!” He said, looking slightly relieved. “I am ready now, where do you wish to go?”

You immediately wrapped your arms around his torso and looked at him.

“...I guess the talk with the customer didn’t go too well...” You muttered as you brought a hand on his cheek and cupped it.

“...You are right...” He sniffled. “It... It did not...”

You gave him a quick peck on the lips and wiped his tears. Then you looked him in the eye and said, “Tell me everything that happened, please...”

He sighed as he rubbed his temples to calm down, and began to tell you what happened in the Mostro Lounge’s VIP room.

“B-by the time I arrived in the lounge, the customer was already there, waiting for me to come... She.. claimed that a student brought her order so slow that she could fall asleep anytime, another student spilled the drink on her dress, and ruined her makeup...” He shakily sighed as he put his head on yours to rest.

“But when we called that student in, he said that she was the one who’s at fault... In fact, the said student brought her order at time, and by the time he brought it, the customer was doing her makeup. He said he tapped her shoulder to tell her that he brought her order, and that she shouldn’t let it get cold, she bumped on the table and spilled the drink on her dress and smudged her stupid eyeliner.”

He paused for a moment as he felt something on his back.

“What an awful customer...” You muttered as you rubbed his back with your other hand. “...She barges in to complain about things for nothing...”

“And the worst of all... is the fact that she even threatened to sue me and my family! Could you imagine?! She even said that she will put a 1-star review on the internet!” He sobbed loudly and hugged you a little tighter.

You kept patting his back while stroking his hair with such loving intent. Then you stopped for a moment and brought your hands on his face and cupped both of his cheeks. He looked at you with tears in his eyes, blue eyes that resembles the ocean surrounding the world, locking their gaze with your (e/c) eyes.

“(Y/N)...” He whined. “...I’ve had enough...”

“I know you do, Azul. I can see that.” You replied with a smile. “...But I do wonder what happened next...”

“W-we had to call the authorities, because she did not stop yelling... She even tried to attack us!” He sighed. “...The police took her to the station, but even then she did not stop... saying such awful things...”

You brought your thumbs to his eyes, wiping his tears again, and you kissed his face again.

“(Y)-(Y/N)... We are in public, what if someone sees us like this..?!” He panicked as he tried to leave.

“I don’t mind, really~” You shot him a smirk as your eyes glinted mischievously which caused Azul’s face to flare up in almost an instant.

“W-w-we-well, I do!” He huffed and tried to push you off again, but you were wrapped around him so tightly that he couldn’t bring himself to push you off again. You smirked again, and let out a small laugh as he sighed held you against him.

“I’ll probably need to pay for this, right?” You teased him, eyes never leaving his.

“Yes, that is correct.” He smiled at you, which turned into a smirk. “But with what exactly?”

“How about... lots of hugs, kisses, hangouts and fried chicken?” You suggested while playing with his white locks. “I’m sure that could be it~”

“I can gladly accept all of the above.. e-except for fried chicken. I need to watch how many calories I take on a daily basis after all.” He looked away and sighed. “...But I believe I can make an exception for today. Would that be alright for you too?”

“Of course, let’s go now. The day is still going after all!” You chirped as you grabbed his arm and ran, but he held you back, pulled you closer and kissed you on the lips.

“...Th-that is but a thank you gift... For... For being with me... For being my beloved angelfish... And for... staying with me...” He whispered in your ear as you looked at him, surprised.

“...You are welcome... Azul...” You said after pausing for a moment.

He held your hand gently, and you two walked to your next destination. And that is? Who knows? Cafeteria, backyard, or maybe even classes.

I leave that to your imagination~

Taglist: @honey-milk-depresso @herrianne @cupidsmatch

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Harvest festival thing but with...

Sebek, Jack, Duce, Epel,and Ace??

Harvest Festival | Yandere Twisted Wonderland x Crewel Reader

Sebek Zigvolt

“WHAT SEEMS TO BE THE PROBLEM, (Y/N)?”

He would deny it up and down if he was asked

But he’s been fuming throughout the entire event

To see you wear an old tribal wedding toga enrages him 

Just at the visual implication it represents

So he’s oddly jumping at the opportunity to come to your aide

“It's nothing Sebek I’m simply regaining some energy.”

“If you need anything! I’m am here first and foremost!”

“Thank you, Sebek.”

He leaves you be 

Instead opting to ward off anyone disrupting you 

“BACK AWAY! IF SHE TRULY WAS THE GODDESS YOU PRAISE HER AS THAN YOU’D RESPECT HER REST!” 

Jack Howl

“Are you..alright (Y/n)?”

He pays a lot of attention to you 

Likeanygoodmatedoes

He’s noticed the way your painted eyelids droop

Or how you slyly let out an exhausted sigh

“Thank you for checking, Jack. But I’m just worn.” 

“That’s reasonable, you’ve been entertaining everyone all day. It doesn’t seem like you’ll be needed for a little while. I can…lend a shoulder if you like.”

“I’d appreciate that.”

Jack’s tail is going insane 

He’s happy this bench has an opening for it

He’s practically growling if anyone comes within 6 feet

“Grrr, can’t you see we’re busy!” 

Deuce Spade

“Having fun?”

He’s just trying to see if you’re tired because of everyone or tired because your bored

Because if that’s the case he’ll happily bring an end to it 

He’s a little angry when he watches you tiredly roll your neck

“I think so…just a little exhausted. That’s all.”

“W-would you like me to g-give you a massage?”

“If it isn’t too much trouble.”

“IT WOULD BE..*ahem* my pleasure.”

He’s trying to keep himself calm 

As he rubs your shoulders

He makes an effort to leave some space between your back and his front

Just because he can’t stop looking at the exposed plush of your neck

He’dlovetokissit

“Y-you can relax with me here  (Y/n).”

Epel Felmier

“If you want you can lean on me.”

He recognizes that painted tiredness anywhere

And he loves to be your knight in shining armor 

So he offers right away 

Happily offering himself while you’ve slipped away to rest

“I appreciate that Epel, but I’d rather not set myself to fall asleep while there's still the whole night.”

“Are you doubting me? I’ll wake you up before then.”

“Well if you insist.”

He’ll do his part 

Blushing all the while you catch some z’s 

And in the end, he really does contemplate letting you return to the festival

It’d be so easy to tell everyone you’ve fallen ill and need your rest 

But he knows that the princess academy will swoop you out of his grasp

So the best he can do is to keep you company occupyallyourattention for the rest of the night

“Oh, sorry (Y/n)’s dancing with me for the next-every round…maybe someone else will want to dance with you!”

Ace Trappola

“You hungry?”

He’s been watching you throughout the whole day

Who is he kidding, he couldn’t keep his eyes off you

Refusing to uncross his arms

As you were paraded around with Idia and the descendant of Demeter

He waits until you’re sighing alone

Making sure you stay that way by waiting creating the perfect opportunity

Swooping in with a plate already gotten from the now-put-away feast

Of course with all your favorites 

“Thank you, Ace. I, unfortunately, had to keep my plate small in light of the activity.”

“I saw. Babe, I don’t know how you get this kind of attention all the time.YeahIdobutIhatehit”

“You don’t? If you don’t already know you must not spend enough time around me.”

“Oh please, maybe I should spend more time with you, then.”

“Maybe you should.”

He knows your teasing him 

But he’s using it as his excuse to hang out with you pushothersoutoftheway

“Ehem got room for one more, oh goddess?”

[we-do-be-writing]

Spin the Bottle (with Forehead Kisses)

Twisted Wonderland!Dorm Leaders x Reader

A/N: Some of these are longer than others and that is solely because I felt like some of the housewardens would need more convincing and more back story for the whole thing to actually make sense.

Riddle Rosehearts:

Somehow Riddle was sucked into playing a game of spin the bottle at Ramshackle dorm with the rest of the dorm leaders. Honestly, he was more shocked at how you managed to convince him, let alone some of the other dorm leaders, to show up.

You had come to him earlier in the week with the offer of joining you and the other dorm leaders at Ramshackle for a sleepover of sorts. Riddle was fully prepared to reject this offer, but Trey happened to be listening in and told him that it may be a good "bonding time" and that he deserved "a night away from being a housewarden."

So, now he was sitting in a circle with the rest of the dorm leaders in the middle of Ramshackle's lounge area. You had proposed a game of spin the bottle, something many of the dorm leaders were dreading. Unfortunately, Kalim's joyful energy pulled everyone together and soon they had all agreed to play.

Luckily, Riddle has not had a turn yet and he so far has not been at the receiving end of someone else's turn. However, his luck seems to have run out as you spin the bottle, and it stops facing him.

If he were in a different situation, Riddle would probably be happy to receive a kiss from his crush. Instead, he was about to have his first kiss with the person he likes in front of the other dorm leaders because of some stupid game.

Somehow, you appear to have noticed his unease because as you sit in front of him and take his face into your hands, you do something unexpected. With Riddle's cheeks already burning from the close proximity, you tilt his head down and give him a soft kiss on the forehead.

All of the breath is sucked from Riddle's lungs as he stares wide-eyed at the Ramshackle prefect. You slowly back away from him, give him a kind smile, then return to your previous spot in the circle.

He can feel the burning sensation of a blush all over his face, even traveling down his neck. Tears almost spring to his eyes from the absolute softness and care that you just showed him. Through one simple kiss on the forehead, Riddle has been reduced to a puddle of emotions.

He chokes a little once his lungs inform him that he has stopped breathing. He takes a deep breath in and suddenly his senses start picking things up again. Some of the other dorm leaders can be heard laughing at him, others look just as shocked as he does, and others either look like they couldn't care less (Leona) or they look like they're going to burst from excitement (Kalim).

Riddle's face burns even brighter as his senses come back to him, but all he can do is look at your smiling face and wonder what that tender kiss meant, and if he could believe that you might like him back.

Leona Kingscholar:

The only reason Leona was sitting in this circle of dorm leaders is because you happened to catch him at his 'weakest' moment, when he was sleeping. He had to admit, sometimes you surprised him with how well thought-out your plans could be. For example, managing to convince him to agree with whatever you asked simply because you had just woken him from a deep sleep.

For a while he was convinced that you had put a spell on him because somehow, Leona managed to always feel safe and comfortable enough around you to fall asleep. The fact that you had no problem using this to your advantage only furthered his suspicions. It was only after seeing you play Spelldrive where you could not use an ounce of magic that he started rethinking his theory.

You had found one of these opportunities the day before this current dorm leader event you had organized. Waking Leona up was the hard part, but once you had achieved that it was quite easy to get the drowsy beastman to agree solely because he knew you would let him go back to sleep sooner. Which you generously did, because then he might be a little less miserable when you remind him about the plans he promised to attend.

Of course, letting him go back to sleep the day before did not help to reduce the amount of despise Leona was expressing as he sat in the circle of dorm leaders. He would have instantly rejected you once you told him about the agreement from the day before, but he couldn't bring himself to break a promise. Thus, you had happily dragged him to Ramshackle dorm where he threatened anyone who dare laugh at his predicament.

So far, Leona has managed to avoid receiving or giving any kisses during the game. However, it is now your turn to spin the bottle and it just so happens that it would stop facing him. Honestly, he was half-asleep by this point, and he barely registers you moving over to sit in front of him.

He twitches a little when he feels your hand brush through his bangs, moving them aside before you press a gentle kiss to his forehead. Leona slowly opens his eyes, locking his gaze onto yours. He wears a small grin as he sees the blush dusting your skin, ignoring his own that threatens to creep up his neck.

He continues to keep eye-contact with you, not moving until you go to return to your seat. His hands flash from his side to your shoulders, pulling you into his embrace. His arms lock around you, only allowing enough movement so that you can face the rest of the dorm leaders.

Vil suggests that you lot should play a different game which everyone agrees to. Leona nods his head before resting his forehead against your shoulder, trying to ignore the lingering feeling of your lips.

Azul Ashengrotto:

Surprisingly, Azul was not having too bad of a time at your gathering of the dorm leaders in Ramshackle. It did take a little convincing before he agreed to show up, and a tiny deal. The idea came from Floyd and Jade as they were lingering around when you invited him.

They pointed out that Azul could make bets for favors with the other dorm leaders, which were not considered contracts. As long as he worded the bets correctly, there would be a high chance of him winning each one. So, he told you that he would join in as long as there were opportunities where he could propose bets.

You assured him that games could be included, and if he could manage to find something to bet about, then he would be welcome to. Azul speculated that you had doubts about his ability to successfully get the other dorm leaders to take his bets. Or his ability to find something that would make sense to bet about.

Well, he will admit that a game of spin the bottle wasn't the ideal when it comes to betting. But he refuses to have come here and leave with no one owing him a favor. Luckily for Azul, when he proposed making things interesting by placing bets, Kalim was a willing participant. He notices that Malleus' interest was also piqued by the idea, but he had refrained from truly joining in on the bets.

Nonetheless, as long as Azul could get away with some profit from the bets of tonight, he would be happy. What he did not expect was for Kalim to bet on him.

"I bet," Kalim starts, "that when the bottle lands on Azul and he is kissed, he will blush."

Azul, and some others, scoff at this because of course his composure would never crack like that. Azul didn't even like admitting to himself that his confident personality was only a facade. So, there was no way he would allow it to break in front of the other dorm leaders, some who would be happy to try and exploit this weakness.

"Oh please," Azul responds, "that would never happen, at least bet on something believable. For example, I bet that before anyone can even get close enough to kiss Idia, he will either back out or faint."

Many of the dorm leaders nod in agreement at this, even Idia moves his head slightly. For a second, Kalim looks thoughtful, but one look at you has him shaking his head before speaking to Azul,

"How about this, I will accept your bet that Idia will faint before someone gets close enough to kiss him, if you accept my bet that you will blush when you get kissed."

Azul ponders this for a couple seconds before responding, "Okay, if Idia faints then I win and if he doesn't then you win. Following that, if I blush when someone kisses me, which is ridiculous, then you win and if I do not then I win."

Kalim nods in agreement, holding his hand out while saying, "You have a deal ... well I guess actually you have two deals."

Azul shakes his hand with a confident smile gracing his lips. There is absolutely no way he would be losing either of these bets, and having Kalim owe him two favors is exactly what he was looking for. Well, he will admit that while the probability of Idia fainting is high, it is not a guarantee. So, he'll have to play his cards right to make sure Idia cannot back out of the game. Yes, this is a little cruel on Azul's part, but Kalim had already set the terms and there was no going back now.

Unfortunately, there is another unforeseen circumstance that Azul has to face. It is your turn to spin the bottle and who else would it land on if not him. He didn't want to admit this, but there could be one single person who may potentially cause him to blush. Of course, that person had to be the one crawling over to his side of the circle.

Azul had grown a liking to you over time after you had helped him in the beginning of the school year. The way you treated him with genuine kindness and didn't try to use him for granting wishes made him open up to you easier. However, he still hadn't truly let you in on his self-confidence issues, and he was not looking forward to you finding out now because of some stupid game.

You leaned into his field of view, trying to catch his attention back to the present instead of deep in his thoughts. He quickly regained his composure and replaced his uncertain expression with one of assurance, maybe even a little false cockiness.

You took this as your sign to continue, so you carefully placed your hands on his cheeks. The warmth from your hands helped to calm the racing in his chest. Your gentle smile also kept him from showing any visible reaction.

Honestly, he thinks that he may actually be able to get through this without blushing in the slightest. But, instead of leaning in to kiss him on the lips, you go a little farther up and plant a sweet kiss on his forehead. Now Azul has been caught completely off guard and he's not entirely sure how to control his emotions at the moment.

He feels your lips linger on his forehead before you pull away, brushing your fingers against his cheekbones. He's officially done for when you glance down to his lips before retreating completely back to your spot in the circle.

Azul can't even tell if he's blushing or not as he feels heat spread all through his body. Suddenly, Kalim snaps his fingers in front of his face, and he is once again returned to the present. Kalim's face is one of pure excitement, but he says something that Azul does not expect.

"Listen, because I'm such a nice guy, and because Vil told me what's going on, I'm gonna give you a pass on this bet. However, you must promise no interference when it's Idia's turn."

Based on what Kalim is saying, Azul assumes that he doesn't even want to see how red he is right now. His eyes travel to you and when you send him a little wave, he responds in a slight whisper,

"I promise."

Kalim Al-Asim

It took absolutely no convincing from you to get Kalim to agree to join your little dorm leader hangout night. Granted, he would probably agree to anything you asked of him ever since he's realized how much he truly likes you. Instead, you both would have to work together to convince Jamil. Surprisingly, it didn't take too much time to get Jamil to agree. All you had to do was promise him that you wouldn't leave Ramshackle, you wouldn't put Kalim in any danger, and you would update him periodically throughout the night.

It also didn't take any convincing to get him to join in the game of spin the bottle. In fact, he helped you convince the rest of the dorm leaders to play. Of course, Jamil wasn't the happiest when he heard what game was currently going to be played, but he agreed it was safe enough.

So, this is where you all are now, sitting in a circle with a bottle in the center. Honestly, Kalim is having the time of his life being able to have a sleepover with the other dorm leaders. He only wishes that Jamil could have joined him.

As of now, it hasn't been Kalim's turn and the bottle hasn't landed on him yet. He will admit that he is getting a little antsy waiting for the bottle to finally land on him. Luckily, he doesn't have to wait much longer as you give it a firm spin and it stops facing him.

He's almost vibrating with excitement as you crawl over to him and settle with your knees touching his legs. He gives you a blinding smile, very happy that it would be you kissing him. Kalim's joy is infectious, and you can't help letting out a laugh before you begin to lean in.

Kalim quickly closes his eyes, waiting with bated breath for your lips to meet his. However, he feels the pressure of your lips softly touch his forehead. You press your lips a little harder for a brief moment and then fully retreat and settle back in front of him.

His eyes open slowly, and his smile is so wide it starts to hurt his cheeks which feel unusually warm. His fingers go up to softly brush against the same spot you just kissed.

"Maybe we can keep this little moment from Jamil." You suggest with a shy smile and soft voice.

"Are you kidding," Kalim starts before giving you a kiss on the cheek, "I have to tell him my dream has come true."

Vil Schoenheit

Convincing Vil to leave his dorm for the night to join the rest of the dorm leaders in a time of 'bonding and fun,' as you put it, is very difficult. He has to make sure everyone in Pomefiore is following their nightly routine and going to bed at the appropriate time and a bunch of other things you didn't listen to.

"Excuses, excuses." You mutter. Vil scoffs at this, unimpressed with your attempts to persuade him.

"Hmmm," he hums, "I may accept your offer, if you allow me to create a Pomefiore worthy skin and hair care routine. You have been persistent in spending time with Epel and trying to spend time with me and I cannot have a self-care slacker being associated with us. Also, you must agree to be my personal guineapig when I need to test new products, new trends, new clothes, etc."

Vil wears a small, amused smile as he waits for your answer. Of course, whatever skin or hair care routine you try would never be considered 'Pomefiore worthy' unless Vil was the one who created it. Although, you suppose it wouldn't be horrible to get a free, top tier self-care routine. Plus, even though being Vil's personal guineapig would take up a chunk of your time, you know he wouldn't be putting you in anything ridiculous. At least, you hope he wouldn't, but he is very serious about fashion which does put your mind at ease.

Vil quickly grows tired of your contemplating. He will admit to himself that he would be happy if you agreed because while it would help him to have someone to test things on, it also would give him an excuse to spend more time with you. He only added in the self-care routine because he wants you to have the best when it comes to keeping your skin and hair healthy. He'll worry about the eating habits at a later date, not wanting to ask too much of you too soon.

"I will give you five more seconds to think before I turn and leave without going to your little housewarden get together." Vil says, putting a hand on his hip and he looks at you.

"Fine, I guess your terms aren't too demanding. I will allow you to create a self-care routine for me and I will be your personal guineapig for fashion testing." You respond, holding your hand out for him to shake. Vil gives you a tiny smile as he gently shakes your hand, only slightly dreading the night he has ahead of him with the other dorm leaders.

He shows up 'fashionably late' because he had to attend to his specific duties as Pomefiore's housewarden. Now, as he sits in a circle with a bottle in the middle, he's regretting his choice to show up at this specific time. You and Kalim have just managed to convince the other dorm leaders to play a game of spin the bottle. Unfortunately, Vil's timing means he doesn't get a say and is automatically forced to join in.

All the others make you go first, since it was technically your idea. You have no problems with this, spinning the bottle and watching it turn. Vil subtly keeps his eye on the bottle, trying to seem disinterested. However, when the bottle lands facing him, it takes a little more focus to keep his expression neutral.

You crawl over to Vil and sit in front of him. He sees you glance down at his lips, which has a fresh layer of colored chapstick. You softly cup his chin with one hand, running your thumb along the edge of his bottom lip.

Vil can't tell what he wants you to do, part of him wanting you to kiss him and part of him not wanting to have the effects of his lip mask messed up by your lips. It's almost like you can see the hesitation in his eyes, and in response you give him a soft smile.

You lean in closer and Vil can't help but let his eyes flutter closed. He almost hates the way his mind flows into daydreams of you kissing him and he imagines how perfect it will be. However, he's taken aback when he feels your lips press against his forehead.

He takes a silent, shuddery breath as you linger for an extra second before pulling back. You keep your face close to his, and Vil has to take a second to collect himself and replace his mask of nonchalance. Once you see that he's regained his composure, you back up and return to your seat, giving him a little sly smile.

Even though it wasn't exactly what he imagined, Vil has to admit that this was a fairytale worthy kiss. He only hopes that he gets to share many more with you in the near future.

Idia Shroud

Idia hates the way you've managed to learn so much about him, and how you've got Ortho campaigning for you. He will admit that most of the time, he does agree to things once Ortho expresses interest. However, there was absolutely no way Ortho's persuasion alone was going to convince him to join you in your little sleepover with the other housewardens. Not even promising the presence of a video game competition could persuade his decision.

Unfortunately, it seems like you're aware of this based on the small frown you try to hide. Idia shifts in his gaming chair, trying to keep his eyes on his computer and his hair from exposing how flustered he is.

"Fine, I really didn't want to do this Idia, for my own sake, but you've left me no choice."

Your words send shivers of dread through him, and he can't help but imagine the worst possible sentence that might come out of your mouth. He feels confusion seep into his body and replace the settling dread at what you say next,

"I am willing to send you my max level, top-tier, five-star character that you have been begging me for since I got it during the once per year event last month, if you come to my sleepover."

Idia's mouth drops open in shock and he has to take a couple minutes to process your proposal. Honestly, out of all the extremes he expected you to go to, he never thought you would be willing to part with this character. You had spent almost a week and just about all of your items trying to get this particular character, and Idia was right there with you.

He doesn't want to admit it, but he did throw quite the fit when you somehow got it right before the event ended. He also would like to argue that he has not spent the time since begging you to give it to him in exchange for, as he now regrets claiming, anything. Now, he is faced with the dilemma of whether or not he truly wants this character enough for him to sit for a night with all the other dorm leaders.

"You said that you would do anything to get this character, and I am willing to part with it so long as you show up to Ramshackle dorm in person and participate in this get together." You say, looking down at Idia who continues to stare at his computer screen in silence.

When he doesn't respond for a couple minutes, you say something else which really triggers competitive video game nature, "I mean, I guess you must not be as serious about this game as I thought. I think you'd be more willing to accept my offer if you were."

You had to know that this was a low blow on your part, and Idia is a little offended that you would go after his commitment to a game you know he has spent countless hours playing. However, he also can't help but wonder why you were so caught up on whether or not he agreed to spend a night in the company of the other dorm leaders.

So, with a deep-set frown and glaring eyes, Idia agrees to your deal. Which is how he has ended up sitting in a circle of housewardens playing spin the bottle. Now, if he could have passed this specific game then he most certainly would have. Unfortunately, Azul claims he would have dragged the fiery-haired boy 'kicking and screaming, if necessary.'

Idia had almost forgotten about his embarrassing slip-up at board game club, when he accidently revealed to Azul the massive crush he was harboring on you since the moment you decided to become online friends with him. Ever since, Azul has been using club meeting time to try and convince Idia to confess, even if it was over a message board.

His attention is brought back to reality at the sound of a couple dorm leaders snickering to themselves. Looking to the bottle in the center of the group, Idia is horrified to find that it is facing him. He freezes as he realizes that he has no idea who has just spun the bottle.

As you begin to crawl over to his side of the circle, Idia stops breathing and he looks over at Azul with wide eyes. You stop in front of him, and he refuses to meet your eyes. He has a slightly visible shake and out the corner of his eyes he can see your worried expression.

"Here Idia, there's no worries, and no pushing you too far." You whisper to him and he's not sure he would have heard it if your face wasn't so close to his. He still doesn't look at you, but he gives you a miniscule nod of trust which makes you smile wide.

He can't help but tense up as you move closer to him, also acutely aware of the fact that his hair is emitting a flaming heat and has an almost pink ombre look to it now. Once again, you leave him in shock as your lips gently press against his forehead instead of his lips.

Idia can feel himself get lightheaded for a second, but he's brought back to one of your hands holding his shoulder and the other cupping his face. You give him a soft smile before turning around and sitting down in front of him, blocking the others' view of him.

Azul gives him a small, knowing smile, and Idia curls in on himself a little more. He rests his forehead against the back of your neck, and he hopes you don't mind the warmth of his hair. He can't find the confidence to wrap his arms around your waist like he wants, but he settles on twisting his hands into the bottom of your pajama shirt.

As you rejoin the conversation, Idia closes his eyes and takes his first proper breath since you first started crawling over to him. He lets the sound of your voice and rhythm of your heart keep him from floating into his imagination, because right now he just wants to be with you.

Malleus Draconia

Malleus is already ecstatic that you wanted him to join your party of dorm leaders, even more so that you remembered to invite him. He always enjoys spending time with you and telling you fun facts about gargoyles as he sits outside Ramshackle dorm. He cannot imagine wanting to do anything else besides staying the night in Ramshackle with you by his side, even if the other housewardens happened to be there.

Unfortunately, Sebek is not prepared to let Malleus stay in another dorm without him and Silver there for protection. He honestly could not believe the audacity you had to think that the Young Master would be able to go somewhere without his bodyguards, especially if Leona Kingscholar was there.

You try to reassure him that Leona wouldn't bother Malleus and that everyone was instructed to be civil during this get together. Even Malleus tried to reassure him that he could take care of himself for one night, but Sebek was not budging. You had the slight desire to tell him that Malleus already left Diasomnia during the night to stand with you outside Ramshackle dorm. However, this would most likely lead to Sebek trying to sleep in the same room as Malleus, so you kept it to yourself.

Silver was also not overly excited at the invitation you extended to Malleus, solely because having to protect him during the night would cut into precious sleep time. You knew that they were just doing their jobs, but sometimes you just wished they would trust you with their Young Master a little more.

Malleus suggested to you privately that he could just sneak out like he always did, and you agreed to this as a last resort. It seems like you really wanted to get his bodyguards permission, so as to not end up on the end of Sebek's wrath in case he somehow discovered that Malleus left during the night. It also appears that you have a growing friendship with Sebek that you did not want to tarnish.

"What if Sebek and Silver guarded Malleus from outside Ramshackle dorm, and at the end of the festivities they can all come back to Diasomnia." Lilia suggests.

Silver immediately glares to show his distaste at the idea, and you didn't seem too keen on it either. Malleus would prefer to be with you, and the other dorm leaders he supposes, without the constant watch of his bodyguards. He wants to experience what he would assume to be an at least somewhat usual college party, which does not include Sebek and Silver. On the other hand, he also didn't want to squander this opportunity as he might not get another chance.

"Fine," Malleus sighs with a tired smile, "I supposed that is a workable compromise."

Sebek seems to blank for a millisecond before loudly expressing his agreement to the idea. You and Silver exchanged glances, then reluctantly agreed as well. Even if this isn't what you all expected, Malleus gives you a warm smile that you can't help but return.

He shows up to Ramshackle dorm with Sebek and Silver in tow and instructs them to stand guard at the entrance. He then slinks inside and joins the group of housewardens who are discussing what they want to do first. You bound into the room with an empty bottle and show it to Kalim as you whisper something. Immediately, Kalim nods his head in excitement before calling for everyone's attention.

"We're going to play spin the bottle!" He cheers.

Everyone else seems to respond with groans of disagreement or grunts of confusion. Malleus isn't sure how he's supposed to respond, mostly because he's not entirely sure what this game entails. Nonetheless, he's happy that he's here and that he's being invited to play.

You briefly explain the game to everyone, for which Malleus is very thankful. Although a little confusing when it comes to the point of the game, it seems straightforward enough. Malleus settles in the circle of dorm leaders on the opposite side of you. Kalim offers to go first and when the bottle lands on Riddle, he scooches over and plants a kiss on the Heartslabyul's lips. Instantly Riddle turns an astonishing color of red and he seems to have to restrain himself from collaring Kalim in that moment.

To take the attention away from Riddle, you spin the bottle and Malleus watches with great interest as it stops facing in his direction. He believes that he's supposed to wait for you to approach him, which you waste no time doing as you crawl over. He lets his mouth part slightly as you move in closer.

Your fingers travel up his sharp jawline to the bottom of his ears, then they softly brush against the pointed tips. Malleus feels a shudder roll through his body and has to fight to suppress it from showing too much. You smile knowingly before tracing further up to the base of his horns and you trace around them.

Malleus isn't sure if you mean this in the same intimate way that he is imagining, but he doesn't tell you to stop either way. He's silently loving the feeling of your fingers exploring around his head and his eyes flutter closed as you travel back down and cup his jaw. He feels you move closer and waits impatiently for your lips to meet his.

However, you tilt his head down slightly and kiss the center of his forehead instead. You linger there for a second before releasing him from your hands and backing away slightly. He opens his eyes at the loss of contact and notices the tingly feeling that's left where your lips were just pressed.

"How about we don't tell Sebek about this, I can't imagine the way he would react." You murmur to him, and he can't help but smile at your words.

"Agreed." He whispers back, keeping the fact that he's most definitely telling Lilia about this, for advice on the next step, to himself.

You retreat back into your spot in the circle, giving Malleus a smile before you turn your attention back to the game. On the other side of the circle, Malleus can still feel your fingers running over his head, your hands on his jaw, and your lips pressed against his forehead. He gazes lovingly at you, and he's starting to think it'll be a long night for his bodyguards waiting outside.

[lovelyangelxxx]

slowly fading away | various twisted wonderland characters x reader

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

→ angst, g/n reader

→ leona kingscholar, jamil viper, vil schoenheit, and malleus draconia 

→ your relationship doesn’t feel the same as it once did

leona kingscholar ♡

~you two were such an unlikely couple in the beginning. even you wouldn’t have expected to start dating the infamous leona kingscholar, but he was kind, not always in the best way, but you knew he cared and that he loved you. emphasis on “was.” for the past few months he hasn’t been giving you the same attention as usual. it caused you to doubt yourself and feel insecure. you couldn’t even tell yourself he was trying because you truly believed he wasn’t. you confronted him about how you felt, asking him what you are to him. he said you are everything to him, but you couldn’t bring yourself to embrace him, and tell him that you felt the same, because everything had changed.

“it wasn’t supposed to end like this.”

jamil viper ♡

~you were the constant support jamil always needed. whenever he would become frustrated with his life or how he felt towards kalim. when all of the pent up stress became too much to bear, you’d always be right there for him. he never understood why you stayed, but you did. he’d accidentally take things out on you, and you would simply smile and tell him you understood and that things will be okay. he still didn’t know why you stayed, but you did. however, day by day you constantly felt more and more pressured and overworked, eventually telling jamil it wouldn’t be a good idea to stay together, that it’d be better for the both of you. but in the end, separation truly just broke you both even more. 

“i can’t do this without you.”

vil schoenheit ♡

~the pressure you felt every day being with vil became more overbearing as each day went by. your days seemed to become less and less bright. you were once a lovable, cheerful, and beautiful person, but you were expected to be an absolute perfect partner for the absolutely perfect vil schoenheit. it was impossible while being emotionally and physically draining. you felt less like yourself every passing hour. you knew vil loved you and that it was in no way his fault. you love vil and he values you just as much, but you should have known this would happen. it didn’t change the fact you couldn’t bear this invisible burden any longer though. you told vil how you were feeling, and no matter how much he cried out to make you stay, you simply wouldn’t, causing you both to break down without the hope of mending each other’s broken hearts.

“it’s not your fault, but i’ll never be that me again.”

malleus draconia ♡

~malleus always gave you his best. he loved you like no other and saw only you. he saw you as the most perfect being to ever exist. he always looked at you like you were worthy of every ounce of love you could ever receive and more. he held you so gently and comforted you when no one else would. he did everything for you without ever needing to be repaid for his good deeds. he believed that just you being you was enough and that you deserved the world. however, you felt you couldn’t reciprocate these feelings and gestures. that you couldn’t be good enough for his unconditional support, so you decided to end things, believing someone as great as he could do better than you. but little did you know, after you left his world came crumbling to pieces because you are his entire world. 

“you deserve better than me.”

[kisses4lao]

New guidelines for fics (PLEASE READ IF YOURE GOING TO REQUEST ANYTHING)

I will choose what I write, meaning just because you request, doesn't mean I'll write it.

Will only be doing AFAB reader, will do g/n if it's nothing too physical and will use they/them, but please state if you want that in the request or it will be AFAB by default.

I only write smuts, but they will have plots. Please give me a plot to work with so I can write around that

THINGS THAT I WILL NOT WRITE:

Incest(includes stepcest)

Teacher x student trope

Really big age gaps

Water sports 😨

Somnophilia

Cnc

Basically anything problematic lmao

Things with pedo undertones (goes hand in hand with age gaps)

Won't write for proshippers or comshippers, DNI if you're one of those.

Fandoms I'll write for:

Mortal Kombat

Genshin impact

Twisted wonderland

Lies of P

Stardew Valley

Commission me or don't, idc

[haruhar-u]

what if we rewrite the stars?

Reupload from my old acc Jamil x g/n reader angst

Taglist: I’m not sure if this was for a specific project but I remember these people wanting to be tagged for something so lmk if you wish to be removed @xen-blank @edith-is-apparently-a-cat @krenenbaker @cheezy-moon @silvers-numberonefan @minty-bubblegum

A starless sky, endless yet comforting is all you saw, glancing up waiting to meet him. It was a chilly day, windy even. But yet you waited. For him. He was the one who patched your cut in the kitchen ever so graciously. He was the one you bonded with quickly, you pulled him away from Kalim at night and whenever possible. He was the one you love. He was the one. Despite all that, your parents may not agree with you. You’re the crown royal after all. 

“Gem, why’d you call me up here-“

“I know you want me, so who can stop me if I decide you’re my destiny?” You cut him off. Quite bold of you. 

Jamil glanced at you and let out a dejected sigh. You made eye contact with him, refusing to let him out of your sight.

“You think it’s easy, don’t you? Destiny cannot be rewritten, I hate to say it.” 

“What if we’re the first? What if we rewrite the stars?”  You say, glimmering with hope. He’s here in your heart, and you think you're in his.

“No one can rewrite destiny, my love. It’s impossible…” 

All you wanted was to be with him. You wanted all of him. Good days or bad, you wanted him. Nothing can keep you two apart, or so you thought. 

“It’s not impossible.” You attempt to reassure him and partially reassure yourself at the same time. “Say that it’s possible” You say, with a quiver in your voice.

Jamil sat next to you, wrapping his arms around you, he felt warm and smelt like his homemade curry. He pulls you closer to his body, you rest your head on his chest. “It can be possible…just for tonight.” 

Eventually, the sun starts to peak over the horizon in the distance, and you begin to realize your fantasy is coming to an end. 

Jamil removes his arm from around you and places a soft kiss on your cheek. He gets up and begins to leave, as he leaves he tells you. “You know I want you. It's not a secret I try to hide

But I can't have you. We're bound to break and my hands are tied” 

Perhaps, he’s right. No one can rewrite the stars after all…. But the skyscape is endless. The galaxy even. You thought you and him were too. 

[jessamine-rose]

·͙*̩̩͙ Once Upon a Dream *̩̩͙‧͙

Y’all, I have nothing to say. Silver’s Unique Magic is prime yandere content, and the post speaks for itself. Sweet dreams (ᴗ˳ᴗ)

Tw:: yandere, stalking, manipulation, Main Story spoilers for Diasomnia!!

♡ Silver’s Unique Magic is useful in his pursuit of his darling. By virtue of Meet in a Dream, he can visit your dreams and understand your feelings for him. He will take care to remember every interaction within your dreamscape.

♡ It can be argued that dreams aren’t the most reliable source of psychoanalysis. Still, Silver is thrilled whenever he sees that you are dreaming of him. It suggests that among your friends, he is important enough to have been plucked from your memories.

♡ Not every dream is a fairytale, however. Lately, you’ve had more nightmares about Silver—what did he do for your unconscious mind to portray him as a villain? And how often do you think of a particular classmate for them to frequently appear in your dreams?

♡ Well, as a knight of the Briar Valley, it is his duty to save you from your inner monsters. In the following nights, your dreams are blessed with a familiar face. Soft kisses, dances in the forest, love professions, even a couple of erotic fantasies. There is something so accurate about your imagined versions of Silver.

♡ Each dream ends in you waking up in a flustered state. How strange—your mind must be playing tricks on you. Are you really that fond of your princely friend? He is quite nice to you, despite your ever-increasing awkwardness around him. Would the true Silver act the same way in real life? Why don’t you find out?

[diodellet]

Hiya big fan of your work so I’m zooming to send this in!! Can I ask for prompt 15 with jamil and azul+reader with a poly spin to it?

In which jamil and reader are ranting abt azul as a way to cope with the absurd reality that they both having a crush on azul (azul overhearing them begrudgingly accepting their fate lmfao)

💌Jamil Viper and Azul Ashengrotto (poly) + Prompt #15 (Ranting about how insufferable they are, but your friend thinks knows otherwise. Bonus points if the subject of your conversation overhears Everything.)

Flight Class was brutal.

Well, that was to be expected with a musclehead like Coach Vargas. But there was just something about today that got under Azul’s skin more than it usually would have. Specifically, two sets of eyes burning holes into his back as he painstakingly trudged through the aerial drills.

On a different day, he would have taken your and Jamil’s attention as a positive sign towards roping either of you into a contract with him, but today? The unreadable looks on your faces, coupled with what he knew were snide remarks shared between the two of you… it all affected him more than he could brush it off.

Though, what could he do about it? Nothing, really. That was the frustrating part. 

Azul had bigger—no, more important things to worry about. He should forget about it. He approached the shed where the rest of the flight brooms were kept.

“—so obvious.”

“Excuse me, you couldn’t keep your eyes off of him either.”

“It’s because his form is dreadful.”

Speak of the devil. What a cruel set of circumstances Azul has found himself in. His better instincts bring him to hide and eavesdrop.

“Suuure. The one day that he doesn’t bother recruiting you into Octavinelle, and you’re almost worried, you mother hen.”

“Please, Azul’s flying is an accident waiting to happen. And who’ll be responsible for coaching him when that happens?”

“Oh? So why do you look excited at that?”

“I’m not. It’s burdensome.”

“Incorrigible as he is, you’d have to admit he’s…quite the looker when he’s not blabbing away.”

Did Azul hear that correctly?

Jamil doesn’t say anything—probably doesn’t have a rebuttal prepared, his silence could almost pass for begrudging agreement.

“Ha. I knew it, you’re just as bad as me. Can I have a drink from that, by the way?”

“...You should have bought your own.”

No, Azul won’t reveal the fact that he overheard the two of you just yet. He decides to leave his hiding spot, plaster on an oblivious facade as he puts his broom away, interrupting the tail-end of your conversation.

(For now, he can revel in your spittake-turned-coughing-fit and Jamil’s panicked expression.)

a/n: BIBI.... U FLATTER ME... M'BLUSHINGH... i realized very quickly that a drabble wouldnt be enough words to put a resolution to the scenario but lets face it...... i think these three are meant to stew in their feelings for each other until they cant ignore the tension anymore 🤧🤧NE WAYS happy valentines oomfie, thank u for sending in a request 💕💕

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Hello, I have a request for Malleus, Leona, Jamil, Azul and Riddle. The Tsum Tsum event gave me this idea. Reader, like the Tsum Tsums, falls from the sky out of the glowing portal and falls hundreds of feet to the ground. Reader bangs on the floor (we're ignoring physics and Reader stays alive xD) and as the boys look at Reader, as they walk towards Reader, Reader just has an "I'm so fucking done with this shit" expression on the face xD

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

| Notes: Hi, dear!

As we spoke before, I only made this for Malleus, Jamil and Riddle this time (but I’ll do Leona and Azul some other time). And I’ll admit that I gave up on doing this in hc format and actually made 550 words mini-scenarios with it since it’s a very simple plot. This is basically a silly crack fic at this point, situated before the main story as a way of Reader falling into Twisted Wonderland but there’s some mild explanation for that in the story. But I really hope you like it~

Thanks for the request <3 |

Riddle Rosehearts, Jamil Viper, Malleus Draconia x g!n reader that fell from the sky / crack-fic / mini-scenarios / 550 words each / comedy / small dose of angst / use of “you” pronouns

Cherry’s Harvesting event 🍒 Masterlist

Tsum-dere

It was a beautiful night full of stars. Riddle was able to identify each of the constellations above him, the result of all the intensive study that his mother forced him to do. But what people normally looked upon with delight, Riddle repeated the stars’ names automatically to himself and without much emotion.

Until then, Riddle’s day had been quiet and normal. He had done the daily duties of a dorm leader, finished the homework scheduled for that day, checked the garden of hedgehogs and finally, he was walking around the school, heading in the direction of the Mystery Shop to buy some more ingredients for the tea stock. 

What was there to search for more? He already had the crown of Heartslabyul, was feared and respected by his students and colleagues, his grades were perfect, and he followed all the rules. Riddle’s life was straight as a line, every step marked like card numbers.

But in a way, this just took some of the joy out of him. Riddle didn't know how to put it into words, but it was his heart felt. How long would he be able to live in this labyrinth that suffocated him? After all, was he in the wonderland he wanted for himself or was he forever awake in the greyest, saddest reality?

“In a world of my own… w-what is that?!,” Riddle exclaimed loudly.

In the middle of the sky, a strong white light appeared and a large hole opened up. Riddle covered his eyes a little to protect himself from the blinding light, but gradually he began to hear a noise. In fact, a continuous scream that seemed to get louder and louder. He moved a little closer to the supposed portal and managed to see something coming out of it.

Too late, Riddle didn't run from there in time to stop the unknown thing from landing on top of him at an absurd speed. There was another big noise, a lot of pain and confusion. Riddle felt a certain weight and it was then that he noticed a person sitting on top of him, one hand on his torso as you gave a vague look around, as confused as he was.

You looked up, seeing the portal close at last. You sighed.

“I'm so tired of this shit…,” you grumbled, defeated. “I won't be able to find that ‘old hag’ to at least thank for the spell. O-oh, hi!”

Suddenly, you seemed to notice the boy literally below you, his face painted in the most beautiful, intense red you've ever seen.

“I'm sorry, Ri... I mean, unknown person I don't know at all!,” you stood up quickly, one hand protecting your neck and the other offering to help him.

“Who are you?!,” Riddle questioned nervously.

“A dream, a nightmare. People don’t know.”

You chuckled, giving him a kind and good-natured smile. That disarmed Riddle a bit. Despite the strange way you got there — you were the weirdest person he'd ever seen before — you didn't seem dangerous. He even dared to observe you better and reflect that you were even pretty, but this thought was soon put behind .

“I think I should report this to Headmaster Crowley,” Riddle said after clearing his throat. “Come with me.”

“As you wish, Your Majesty.”

Jamil was tired and the day hadn’t even come to an end. All he wanted was some peace and silence. It wasn't even a matter of finding a moment to dance and get rid of all the tension that dominated him. If Jamil could disappear into thin air, he would. He just didn’t want to see or hear Kalim suggesting a new feast and causing more trouble.

Would this be the way Jamil would live out the rest of his days? Solving the problems of others while living on the fringe of shadows? He didn’t know how long he would endure this pressure. 

The temptation to do something about it haunted him, whispering in his ear like a venomous snake that salivates just at the thought of its master’s revenge. Controlled and subtle, a grin formed on Jamil’s face. He would have no problem planning any of this. He was smarter than people imagined.

No one would know where the hit would have come from. Would anyone be able to accuse Scarabia’s always careful, compassionate, and trustworthy vice leader? Never.

Jamil paused for a moment in the courtyard, watching the sun slowly walk down to the horizon, preparing to give its way to the darkest evening. There was no one around and he could laugh very softly, his mood a little better suddenly. 

“One jump ahead... but what the fuck is that?!,” he got suddenly frightened by a great light appearing from the sky.

The light seemed to come from a hole that opened up above. Jamil had no idea what it was, so he stayed away from it as much as possible. Still, he remained on alert for any sign of danger.  

After some time, he began to hear a continuous screaming sound and then a person fell out of the mystical hole, like a genie coming out of the lamp. Such an unknown figure landed flat on the Main Street floor, but after all, you seemed safe and well — even if it was a physically lethal fall for a normal person.

Jamil heard you howl in the direction of the closing portal, annoyed and exhausted at something. He looked around, undecided whether he should approach you or call some teacher to deal with the situation. Lucky for him that Kalim was far away or he would have run towards you without a second thought.

What would he do if you were dangerous? Probably fry you just in case like an insect. 

“Huh, that's a good plan,” Jamil thought to himself, cautiously.

“Hey, Ja… t-the guy with nice hair!,” you waved in his direction. “A little help here, if possible?”

This really shocked Jamil. He even ran his fingers through one of his braids before shaking his head and pulling himself together. He carefully watched you get up — realizing he was too apprehensive to get close to you — and realized he'd never seen anyone like you before. 

“Where am I?,” you asked calmly.

“Twisted Wonderland. Who on earth are you?,” Jamil was still holding his magical wand, not wanting to give in to the feeling of familiarity you had. He understood enough about it to fall for that old trick.

“A diamond in the rough... I'm kidding!”

You started laughing, making Jamil's heart race. “Oh, shit. I’m in love.”

Malleus was feeling lonely again. Partly because he was indeed alone on the roof of a dusty, old and forgotten dormitory in the school, but deep down, it was because he had felt this way forever. Malleus was aware that he was loved and cherished by many people, but somehow he always ended up alone at some point.

It was late morning, the sun slowly rising to dawn. Malleus let out a deep sigh, wondering if it was really worth going to Night Raven College anyway. 

How could he better understand humans if he wasn’t close friends with any? He knew Silver, but not even the sleepy human boy knew much of his own kind outside the Valley of Thorns. Malleus wanted to be a good future king for his people. He wanted to get closer to others, to form the much-talked-about “connections that last a lifetime.” 

Who knows, even fall in love. But, apparently, he was not rated for any of this. He was bound to be as hard and lonely as the gargoyles he admired so much. Maybe that's what he liked about them. This feeling that someone understood him perfectly in his essence. 

“I wonder... huh?,” Malleus interrupted himself when he noticed something strange in the sky.

Suddenly, a hole had opened and revealed a large, bright light coming out of it. Malleus floated over to check what was happening, while remaining very careful as he approached. He seemed to be hearing someone’s screams and wondered if this person was trapped inside.

But after some time, his questions were answered — with more to come. 

You had nothing to do but scream at your fate. You fell at full speed towards the ground and although the sight of a scenery formed below you, this wasn’t very reassuring. But suddenly you stopped in the air and felt a kind of greenish magic envelop you.

“Well, well, what do we have here?,” you heard a voice ask.

“Damn!,” you exclaimed, surprise. “Ma...!”

Without realizing it, you landed on the ground again, but Malleus had floated you there and softened your fall a little. It made you a little upset but it didn't shake your excitement to recognize him. The spell that strange woman taught you really transported you to Twisted Wonderland afterall!

“Ma... ah, never mind... hi,” you got up, tired, and greeted him. 

If Malleus hadn’t seen you just fall from an unknown portal — which, by the way, was closing above you — he would have thought you were suffering from chronic insomnia by your state and your expression. He approached you, curious.

“You're a human, by any chance?”

“Huh, yeah. Kind of. Ah, thank you for helping me land,” you thanked and retorted at the end. “Help.”

Malleus didn't understand why you moved your index and middle fingers together in the air, but you made him smile anyway. You didn't seem like a threat or dangerous being, something he would need to fight against. But in fact, someone very nice, with a good mood and a decent appearance. He couldn't help but study you with his eyes.

“Unknown human, would you like to be my friend?,” Malleus suggested, a wide grin on his face.

“I can be whatever you want, horn-boi.”

And then began the most beautiful love story.

| Special notes: Also, as you can notice: the first sentence the boy’s spoke are the chorus of the protagonist's songs in their movies. Why? My theory is that I'm slowly losing sanity... |

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Ghost Hunting | Heartslabyul x G/n Reader

Characters: Riddle, Rosehearts, Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Cater Diamond, Trey Clover

Summary: You go ghost hunting with Heartslabyul!

Warnings: Demons

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Riddle is not for it at all, only because of the dangers you told him about. He refuses you every time you ask until you say you're going to leave whether he'll go or not.

"Y/n, no you're not going!"

"I am, and you can stay or come with me"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Riddle only goes with you to make sure you're safe and that no one fucks with you and if they do then he can protect you. He, of course asked for Crowley's permission and waited for the go ahead, which Riddle thought wouldn't happen but imagine the shocked face when Crowley said it was fine.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ So you took Riddle's hand as he begrudgingly followed you to the location you had set out to find.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Even though he mainly went to protect you, part of him was intrigued to see what human ghosting hunting was truly like.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Riddle doesn't let go of your hand the entire time while you set up either which is sort of new to you.

"Ridde, love, I need my other hand to set this up. Can you let go please?"

"I'm not letting go, you can set up with one hand."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You managed to get him to let go, but once you finished his hand was connected with yours again, gripping a bit tighter after each evidence provided.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He did find it cute how excited you got with each event going on and all the responses happening.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He didn't show he was cared of the responses, and really he wasn't. He was only scared about your well being.

"Y/n, What's going on?"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Riddle noticed you staring off into space down the corridor of the building you both were in. It took a bit for you to respond.

"Just saw a figure down the corridor. No big deal."

Riddle looked at you dumbfounded.

"NO BIG DEAL? YOU SAW SOMEONE DOWN THE CORRIDOR!"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You looked at him calmly with glazed eyes of tiredness.

"Riddle it's okay. It's the whole point. Also might want to calm down, you'll scare the ghosts."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ That's when he was so over the whole thing.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He laid you down somewhere and gathered all of the things you two brought and put them away. While he did this you said the goodbye message and the mantra of not to attach to either of you.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Riddle picked you up and carried you out of there.

"Come on, we're leaving."

You gave him a pout as you gripped him closer causing the boy to blush a bit.

"Do we have to? Me and the ghosty boy was having fun."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Riddle shakes his head as he rants about how dangerous it was and how lucky you were that he was there to help you.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He immediately puts you in to bed and cuddles next to you feeling so glad that he was there with you.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Sure he thought it was a bad idea but Riddle had to admit that it was fun to be with you and indulge you and your interests.

ACE TRAPPOLA

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He asks you want ghost hunting is since it's not something in Twisted Wonderland that is explored. It also doesn't help that the ghosts show themselves pretty easily

"Huh? Whaddya wanna go ghost huntin for? Ramshackles gotta tun!"

"It's not the same Ace! Or are you to scared?"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ That's how he ended up at an abandoned location, that you of course didn't ask Crowley to go to, in the dark clinging to you.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You tease him about clinging to you but he retorts with "Noo" and "You're the one who's scared".

:🌹 ̗̀➛ The fear dies down a bit after seeing all the equipment you brought with you and saying how much of a dork you are for bringing so many things for something that's obviously faked.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You don't listen to those comments but you explain to Ace what each thing is and what it does.

"This is an EMF meter. It tracks energy currents. And this- ACE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

"Nothing, just seeing how this works."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Ace was messing with the motion sensor device with an antenna with three lights. He turned it on and was using it to make a lot of noise.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ It annoyed you to no end and it took you 5 minutes to get it back and to calibrate it properly. But you were glad he was having fun.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ As things start to intensify evidence wise, he grabs your hand and it's not because he's scared, well that's part of it, but its because he wants to make sure you're safe

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You're talking to the spirit through the spirit talker app you got on your phone and it seemed pretty tame. Ace was just watching you do your thing.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Once things start to turn dark, Ace is full on hugging you and making sure you're not to far from him.

"What are you?"

"DEMON"

"Y/N YOU BETTER START RUNNING!"

"Ace where are you going?"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Once Ace heard demon from the app he booked it thinking you were holding his hand.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He stopped about halfway outside realizing you weren't with him.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Ace tries to walk in but you come out seemingly okay and unscathed.

"What the hell? Why'd you ditch me?"

"Because it said demon Y/n!"

You giggle at him

"Just because it says demon doesn't mean it's dangerous. It's okay though, everything is packed we can go home now."

"Nah. Come with me."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Ace grabs your hand dragging you somewhere.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ To recover from the fear he takes you to a decent 24/7 restaurant to chill and relax.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You both talk about the experience and what you both liked about it the most. But for Ace just being with you was his favorite part.

DEUCE SPADE

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Poor Deuce is so confused, like he understood ghosts but like the phrase 'Ghost Hunting' he thinks its something entirely different than what you mean.

"You want to hunt ghosts? Like when you hunt deer?"

"No pft, you're so silly Deuce. We're gonna go look for a location and talk to them."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ After you explained what it was to him, he was hyped because it was something new and from your world.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Deuce went to ask Crowley if it was okay for you guys to leave the campus that and the two of you were shocked he said yes, or did he?

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You both may have ignored him or convinced him to let you two go so now you're in an abandoned dark building setting everything up.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Honestly Deuce is the most trustworthy with the set up since he seems to be taking it pretty seriously.

"So when you move it slightly it'll light up, its really sensitive to touch. Understand?"

"Mhm! Mhm! What about this one? Oh and this? Where should I put the cameras?"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ His excitement was kind of stressful but he just wanted you to have a good time and everything to work well since ghost hunting is sort of a skeptical thing, or so you told him.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Deuce loved to see how passionate you were about this and how serious you were, he made sure not to get spooked when a spirit answered the questions.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Though he was most spooked when the motion things were being triggered. And we would cling to you to no end.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You found it cute, but were mainly focused on the responses of the spirits or whatever was around you.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Once the REM pod went off he jumped onto your back making you fall.

"Ah! Y/n! I'm sorry!"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You giggle a bit as you hold your head making sure you didn't hurt your head to much.

"It's okay Deuce! We can leave if its to much to be here."

"I want to stay because you look so happy doing this!"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You blushed a bit. He was really so considerate of the things you wanted to do with you.

"But forcing yourself in this type of thing isn't good, just tell me when it's to much then we can leave."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Deuce nodded and you two ended up staying for another hour.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You two only left though when you began to feel drained and you had no clue why.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Deuce made sure to put away all the equipment and everything you brought while you said the goodbyes and the affirmations of not giving permission to attach to you two.

"Gosh I'm so tired.."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You then felt yourself being picked up and you looked to who it was.

"Here. Let me carry you, its not good to walk if you're wobbling."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You blushed a bit and nuzzled Deuces neck as he carried you out of the building.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ The two of you had went to Ramshackle dorm first since you were practically sleeping in Deuce's hold. He didn't want to leave you still on account of being sort of paranoid after the events.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ So he'd rather take the hit from his house warden and use the excuse of saying Crowel said it was fine. So the two of you had a sleep over.

CATER DIAMOND

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Cater is all for it. With his camera out and knowing what he wants to do, in fact you'd think he was the one who asked to go and do this.

"Of course cutie! We can go ghost huntin, as long as I can post it and your cute face to Magicam!"

"Okay! Lets go then!!"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You both might as well ask Crowley if its going to be publicly posted where he could see it but you both don't wait for an answer.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Cater is the one with the perfect location since it seems to be popular for the idea of ghost hunting, but you show him how humans do it.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ As you're setting up, Cater is putting the camera's in many different places as well as taking cute pictures of you're focused face. And he posted each one to Magicam saying "Ghost Hunting with my love" and "Cute focus face! <3".

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He shows you each picture and you're slightly annoyed because you want him to help set up, but he swayed you with his charm.

"Cater, if you're just going to take pictures, then can you help set up atleast?"

"But I am helping, I'm seeing if I can get any pictures of the ghosts!"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You just shake your head at him as he keeps taking pictures of you and only you.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ However seeing you more focused after each object being set up put him in the mood to be productive and help set up.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Cater wasn't scared, actually he was holding you when you jumped back a bit feeling spooked

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He'd giggle at your reaction to any form of evidence you two got and would film it. Often teasing about how cute you were when you were freaked out.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Then he started to become anxious when he caught a shadow figure on the camera and pointed it out to you explaining it to you.

"Rah! This is so scary!!"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You look at your dramatic boyfriend giggling a bit.

"Says the one who was teasing me. And its just a figure, you can't be scared of that"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He acts as if you wounded him, but it was all in good fun. He then pat your head as a way to calm himself down.

"Do I have to be the one to protect you know~?"

Cater blushed a bit about how smug you looked and slowly backed up a bit trying to make space between the two of you.

"N-no, I'm gonna protect you!"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You giggle at this and carry on with the reason why you were at this abandoned place.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Cater often held your hand as the investigation went on sensing you were becoming tired a drained.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He decided to end his video there and wait to edit it later, if he was ever going to and just post the raw footage. And he started to pack up.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You were confused as to what was going on, and went to ask Cater but you started to fall. Luckily the boy was able to catch you.

"Gotcha! Be careful Y/n! Don't want you to hurt yourself."

You blushed a bit as you rubbed your eyes. Cater chuckled thinking you looked so cute when you were sleepy.

"Are we going home?"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He nodded at you and picked up the bag of things and you carrying you out of the building and back to school.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Cater holds you close and realizes you are sleeping in his arms. He chuckles and takes you to your dorm.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Cater cuddles you ignoring the fact that Riddle might have his head for it, but anything for you.

~♣️~TREY~♣️~

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Trey was curious to say the least about ghost hunting, but when you proposed it you didn't expect him to go with you.

"Hey do you wanna go ghost hunting with me?"

"Yeah, I'll go."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ In all honesty you thought he would be to busy with school work and vice house warden duties to do anything, but you were over the moon about it.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You two decided to leave Crowley a note since it was late and the man wasn't in his office, and on you two went.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Trey set up most of the things, which you were grateful for, but overall you were shocked he knew what some of the things were even if it was pretty self explanatory once the things were on.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You were stuck in the middle of the room just watching your boyfriend doing most of the work which made you feel a bit guilty.

"Hey Trey, I can help set up too."

"I know, but I don't want you to worry about it."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You're heart warmed at the thought, but you pulled out your phone to bring up the spirit talker app. Trey walked next to you after he was done with everything.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Trey wasn't scared at all, like he held your hand sure but it was to reassure you whenever you got excited from a response.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He smiled whenever you were asking the entity questions and got an answer back, even if there was negative energy there.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ He was there to make sure you were safe and that nothing intended to hurt you, ghost or human or anything in between.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ So he got concerned when you mentioned you heard a voice tell you something and he didn't hear it.

"Trey did you hear that?"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Trey looked at you with a curious look in his eyes, trying to listen for anything other than you two.

"I didn't hear anything love. Did you?"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You nodded vigorously as you slowly felt dizzy. Trey had a look as if pleading for you to tell him what you heard.

"It said that it wanted me to stay."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You shuddered a bit feeling the negative tone from the disembodied voice. Trey noticed your discomfort.

"Do you want to leave?"

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You shook your head wanting to continue and you went off on your own a bit.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ After that he was concerned. He didn't want you to feel like you were losing your mind and it seemed like you were mentally drained.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Trey picked you up and took you out of the building so you could recover as he went back in by himself to pack everything up while you waited for him outside.

"Trey what you doing?"

You looked up to him with drowsy eyes.

"Taking you back to the dorm rooms."

:🌹 ̗̀➛ You shook your head wanting to stay but Trey convinced you to let him carry you outside as you waited for him to pack everything up. Once that was done, he picked you back up and carried you back the NCR.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Trey took you to his dorm and had you sleep on his bed while he took the couch, he didn't want you to feel uncomfortable in your low state. Even though you two cuddle a lot before this.

:🌹 ̗̀➛ Trey did have fun though and learned a lot about some things from your world.

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[queerlordsimon]

Hi! Can I have all one I want for christmas is you with Kalim? Romantic please

Best present ever

Day ten: prompt 15 “all i want for christmas is you” kalim al asim x reader

Cw mentions of crowleys poor money giving, angst to comfort

Authors note sorry its kind of angsty

Gift giving is a staple of the holidays, and again, no different for twisted wonderland.

Now y/ns partner would give them gifts, no matter the time of year or occasion, but on the poor budget crowley gave them, it was nearly impossible to do anything besides the necessities. And now, there wasent even enough to get stuff to make something.

And they were highly upset about this. They had really wanted to give something to their ball of sunshine, for all he did for them. And they felt so bad about it, they had started avoiding the boy. Who was very confused

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“y/n, i need you to stop avoiding kalim” groaned an exasperated jamil, who had made the stop at ramshackle just for this. “He is highly confused, and extremely distraught, thinking he did something wrong. “ the prefects face warmed up slightly, as their eyes watered slightly.

“He thinks he could have done something wrong?” jamil nodded,

“Yes, now, i need you to go explain whatever reason you have for avoiding him, cause he wont leave his room.” y/n nodded and followed the other boy back to scarabia, wiping their face with their hands behind his back.

When try arrived at the door, y/n knocked softly. “Kalim? Its me” their was a quick shuffle behind the door before it was flung open, and y/n was immediately embraced, the ball of sunshine crying softly.

“y/n! Im so sorry for whatever i did, i didnt mean it. Im sorry i made you feel like you had to avoid me, i will always listen to whatev-” he got interrupted, by y/n letting out a shaky sob.

“Y-you did nothing-g wrong kal-, absolutely-y nothing” kalim hugged them tighter, rubbing their back slightly to try and comfort them.

“Then, why were you staying away? “ he asked quietly, his voice cracking slightly as more tears at his significant other crying.

“I-its stupid-d, im sorry-y-y. “ they burried their face in their significant others shoulder, as a shutter ran through them. He kept comforting them.

“Your feelings are never stupid, baby. You can tell me anything” y/ns voice cracked, as they pulled away to look at him with their teary eyes.

“I-i-i couldnt g-g-get you anything for c-christmas. Y-you get me s-s-so much, a-and i couldnt g-get you anything for this o-o-one time” kalims eyes softened even softer, as some more tears ran down his face, but a small smile appeared on his face.

“Oh y/n, you didnt have to get me anything. All i want for christmas, is you” y/ns eyes widened slightly, as more tears ran down their face. Before burying their face in his chest.

“All i want for christmas is you too, kal” he smiled softly, pulling them away from his chest and kissing them softly, and warmly. Before pulling away

“You are the best present, y/n”

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I hope this was ok, i saw it and went for it. If you dont like it, blame @hotchocolatefairy /j. Thank you anon for requesting, i hope its up to your standards. Requests are still open, you can find the prompt list HERE and the masterlist HERE. i hope you all enjoyed it, and are excited for tomorrow.

-queer.lord

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Crewle daughter made lunch for ( Ruggie, Silver, Deuce, Azul, Epel, Kamil, and Idia ) to try out as she have cooking class in the princess school and wanted them to be the first to try them out as it's the first time she makes beef Wellington, butter bread, and steamed veggies

Since she not too confident about her cooking something difficult but in the end her food tased good

( I'm a big foodie and what way to get friendship is by food )

Cooking Lunch | Yandere Twisted Wonderland x Restoration Crewel Daughter Reader

The sentiment to share something with your friends is there but the lack of confidence in your work would not be. OG crewel daughter is confident in everything she does because she’s just that good (As her father says so). If she wanted to have her friends taste her cooking she’d do it without any fear or insecurity. 

“I know it’s good because I made it.”

Now Restoration daughter isn’t as sure as the original. Her expertise is in restoring, building, and architecture not cooking. And since your not as…outspoken as the original it’d make plenty of sense that you’d turn to your Night Raven friends:

Ruggie Bucci

“So...What do you think?”

“What do I think? I think you should make me lunch more often!”

He’s not just saying that to be encouraging

He genuinely would like you to make this for him during lunch

Especially if your going to sit there staring at him 

Means your not running off somewhere feeding someone else

That’s good, means he doesn’t have to force others to throw it away

“Mmmm this wellington makes me want to marry you.”

“Whoa really?”

“Yeah so does your smile but this helps.”

Silver

“Is it…good?”

“Yes. It’s very good. Did you make anymore?”

“Oh uh yeah but I was going to give it to–”

“Thank you for the food.”

He doesn’t mean to hog your food

He does

He just was so hungry from napping he’s practically still half-asleep

And that will be what happens whenever you bring more for your other friends

Silver tiredly ate through all that you made this time and the next

But if you haven’t eaten yet no worries

You can have his lunch

But it seems his half a sleep self just won’t let anyone else taste anymore of your goodness

“Let’s exchange lunches next time you come to visit.”

Deuce Spade

“This is–! Amazing! As usual but still, this is really good!”

 “Th-thanks!”

He’s digging in with a blush on his face 

He’s hardly getting past the thought that you made something that’s becoming a part of him

He might take the opportunity to return the favor

But he’s just so happy that you’ve come to him 

It makes all the things that’s the exact opposite of what  honor students should do super worth it

“N-next time I’ll feed you! I doubt it’ll be as good but I’ll try!”

Azul Ashengrotto

“You…want me to try this?”

“Y-yeah it’s for a class…so?”

“I-i would put it in the Monstro Lounge!”

“R-really!?”

He’s trying his hardest not to let his mind wander

As he breaks his diet for you

By the way what he said was a lie

He wouldn’t want any but him having access to food you’ve toiled over

If you really still don’t believe he likes it though he has an idea

“How about a contract? Just something that promises that I get your delicious creations while your here, and anyone else who partakes in them is at my disposal”

Epel Felmier

“Mmmm! Mmmm! It’s really good but I’m sure my lunch I will fill you better!”

“A-as if! I’ll show you right now!”

He loves it when you cook and he’s happy to be eating it 

But he thinks it only fair if he’s filling up on you you’re creation you should be filled up on his

So eat his apples and whatever he grew into them

“Whoa you looked like you enjoyed it! I did to!”

Kamil Al Asim 

“WAAH SO GOOD! You should make more for dinner later!”

“B-but I have to g-go home before–”

“PLEASE ITS SO DELICIOUS!”

He’s insistent that it become part of the regular dishes he feasts on

Not because he likes the food specifically It’s because its made by you

And everything made by you is delicious 

So delicious he has no choice but to make you make it for him all the time

You can take a break from restoring can’t you

So you can spend more time with him 

“Next time I want to make it with you! I bet you look so cute when you’re focused.”

Idia Shroud

“W-what!? Y-you’re not supposed to be making Waifu moves until level 70!”

“H-huh?”

“Er–y-you made this, right? I-I promise to eat all of it. BYE!” 

He regretfully will retreat back to his room before you can witness this man lose his mind over it

He drools over it 

He squeals while pointing

And he’s letting the infamous scenario play in his mind as he takes a bite

“ ‘Would you like dinner? Or a bath? Or me? Keeee! Just like that! I can’t believe that’ll be us in a few years! I can hardly wait!”