#twisted wonderland x reader poly

[mochinomnoms]

My thoughts, warning for NSFW if you’re in public and some poly octotrio goodness—

When not deep fried, octopus seems so squishy and gooey. The tentacles have to be ticklish, like touching the bottom of your feet.

Squirmy, squirmy Azul.

What I mean to say, is because Azul likes you so much, lightly grasping at one of his tentacles has him flushing and twitching in your grasp. He tried to hide it in public, hoping no one notices his beet red face. He’s burying his neck into your shoulder, half-heartedly whining about his “reputation”. Give his tentacle a squeeze and your octopus will disappear under the ocean, a drawn out moan washed out by the water.

Depending on their mood, the eels may help Azul out. That means targeting you in your weak spots, till your flustered twitches make you let go of Azul. Not that you mind.

A lot of the times, they won’t help Azul. They’ll hoist the shy Octomer out of the water, cooing at his warbled and moany state.

Push too far and Azul will use his tentacles against you, coiling around you and pulling you in so he can have his way with you.

— anon who wants to inject your writing into their veins

(gonna call you veins anon, and ty bb I'm glad to provide your regular dosage)

Azul is so so soooo shy in his merform. Azul does actually enjoy PDA, he loves showing you off and subtly bragging that he was one of the partners you chose. But getting to that point takes a hot moment, not even considering his rapid personality change in his merform. He's still trying to convince himself that you love and care for him no matter his form, but old habits die very hard. So it's up to you to press the sweetest, most tooth-rotting kisses to him and his 8 limbs.

It doesn't help that his tentacles are very sensitive to any simulation, so much information is gained from just his suckers alone! Azul is soooo whining about his “reputation” as he turned a deeper shade of purple at your antics. If you happen to grab at the most sensitive arm and focus on the spade-shaped tip, he'll be a cute moaning mess as he tries to sink further into the water. The twins are no help to at all either, which comes as no surprise. They're curling their tails around his arms, webbed hands caressing Azul's skin, and claws ghosting around his hips. Jade's cooing sweet, teasing words into his ears, encouraging Azul to be louder, to praise you for your good work. Floyd's busying himself with sucking hickies into his neck, giggling at Azul's high-pitched moans. If anyone were to pass by the hidden grotto the four of you took refuge in, they'd hear the cutest whimpers and gasps alongside haughty murmurs and giggles.

He does eventually strike back, his arms are made entirely made of muscle, and he is a couple feet bigger than the eels and quite a few feet bigger than you. Azul's got a tight grip around your waist after you took his spade-tip into your mouth and sucked. Now he's taken to using his tentacles to my you moan and cry out, nudging the twins to “help” him out. After all, he has venom in his bite, so he can't truly mark you up on his own. Come on now, Jade, Floyd? You left him with such a pretty flush and marks, do the same for our darling human~

[demon-lover-669]

Ace: can I have a kiss?

Y/n: *kisses his cheek*

Ace: *gasps and runs away excitedly screaming*

Deuce: What did you do?! You broke him?!

Y/n: I didn’t mean too!!

Deuce: wait I have an idea! *grabs ace and kisses his other cheek*

Ace: *freezes blushing and smiling as he melts into the floor*

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Tight Threads | Yandere Malleus Draconia and Idia Shroud

Pop!

With a tentative lick, you collected the remaining bits of your favorite gum from over your lips. Even so, you didn’t bother pulling your eyes away from the glowing monitor, watching the animated cards shift as the electronic dealer reshuffled. The game was currently a fair fight. 

“Yuck! I was hoping to get another lucky noob!”

You kept quiet. Refusing to move your eyes from the robotic shuffling of the cards; your significant other on the other hand pulled himself over to the adjacent monitor which finally finished its animated cutscene. He sucked his teeth clicking the buttons and notches of the matching console as a boss fight ensued. 

“Geez this game is as buggy as those reviews were whining about. What a disgrace to the Love Supreme brand!” 

He sneered out a couple more insults, defeating the enemy and accepting another side quest. A flashy graphic flashed on the screen initiating his turn, he sucked his teeth again complaining about the player’s speed before sliding to the original monitor again. Despite his eyes being on the other screen he easily completed the quest, letting the victory screen play in the background.

“Huh!? Betting already and so much there’s no way they have a bad hand! There’s only one choice in this case–”

He brought a blue painted finger to the keyboard with full intentions to press down on it.

And it would've if it weren't for your intervention. 

“Hold it.”

You barricaded the monitor with your body as you confirmed your suspicions. Continuing to hog the keyboard, you held your ground waiting for Idia to change focus. Post haste he moved his controller from his lap, wrapping it around your waist as you replaced it. The clicking of his controller rang once more as he watched you in bewilderment. You answered him with a sigh.

“They’re baiting you. The way the cards are dealt means that the other players most definitely don’t have the means. They’re just trying to trick you with the size of the bet.” 

You shuffled your (his) hand before upping your own bet. The clicking stopped as he rested his chin on your shoulder, squeezing his arms tight around you. 

“Are you sure this isn’t just because we just watched that gambling anime? I don’t think we’ll be allowed to go to that con if you lose this much.”

“I got this Iddy watch me!”

You pressed the button to raise the bet. Letting the graphics cue the 2nd player and all that was left was to wait. Idia’s tapping pattern became more frantic, a small change from his usual pattern. You nuzzled his face in comfort as he completed his quest. Both of you nervously stealing glances at the bouncing dots of the player deciding.

“They’re raising.”

“Wouldn’t need to if their hand is good.”

Pressing the button again. The dots reappeared and you lightly shifted in anticipation. Idia on the other hand tucked his head into your neck as he harshly focused on the other monitor, too anxious to watch with you.

“おめでとう GamblerofZunderworld667! You’ve won the bet and a balance of over 30 million tokens”

Idia shakily sighed into your neck, brushing his lips against it as he triggered another cutscene in his game. Smirking with pride, you stretched your arms above your head. You then went to reach for the keyboard again only for the desk to slide out of your reach.

You pouted at the man on your shoulder.

“I think that’s enough betting for you.”

“Heh? You of all people shouldn’t be talking about limits. How many hours have you got on your latest RPG.”

“H-hey off! Off!”

He wrestled the controller from your grasp, maneuvering it behind him far enough to be out of your reach. Thanks to your position it proved to be the most effective way to stop you from taking his controller. You giggled as you thought of something devious. 

“Oh, Iddy~! Why don’t we both stop playing and do something more fun?”

Idia let a blush take over his face as he thwarted another attempt of yours for the controller.

“No way! It’s you who’s playing a game that spends our allowance.”

“Yeah, but you’re the one who’s playing a game with voice chat. You- know-who isn’t going to like that~.”

“Who isn’t going to like what?”

You both stopped, startled at the new voice. You quickly straightened up as though you hadn’t been struggling just seconds before. Both of you putting on innocent smiling faces. Taking the lead you could practically feel the worry teeming off Idia.

“Hi Mal-Mal how was work today.”

“Irritating. I could only think about coming home to you two.”

“Awww Mal-Mal!” 

You got up from Idia’s lap to throw your arms around his shoulders, subtly taking in his scent. He seemed to do the same with you holding you close while supporting your back. Taking the hint you wrapped your legs around his waist, his hands cupping your butt, and waited for him to start walking. Idia watched you two leave into the adjacent room, golden eyes following before returning to the screen, quickly saving his progress and powering down.

“I don’t understand why you two stay cooped up in here when you have a full mansion at your disposal.”

“It's because that’s where Idia wanted our gaming set-up to be. Said he’s scared of the webcams getting hacked if we kept them in our room. Besides–” He arrived at your shared bedroom setting you on the bed while he removed his tuxedo in your walk-in closet. “He knows you’d never allow it.”

He smirked. “That’s absolutely correct.”

Now changed into his casual turtle-neck and loose jeans he returned to the bed. Kissing you multiple times on the eyebrow, your forehead, your cheek, and then your lips. Staying on that last part as long as he could before you lightly tapped at his forearm. Lightheaded you leaned into him, catching your breath while he nuzzled into your ear. Emerald eyes looked past your bowed head to the open door as Idia silently entered as well. Malleus hummed to himself as he watched his other lover disappear into the master bathroom.

“I’m sure we all will have so much to catch up on. Somehow a workday of seven hours feels like an eternity.”

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“How did it go? Did any of the conspirators get into the meeting?”

Idia huffed as he took a lick of his raspberry popsicle, leaning against Malleus’ unclothed chest. The vibrations of Malleus' laughter reverberated against his back, a feeling that made his heart beat even faster. 

“What do you think? I wouldn’t be the heir to the Draconian bloodline if they even got into the building.” 

“Still though, usually there's always someone who drops the bag. I can’t imagine a public book signing not having at least one.”

“Why do you ask Idia? Did you find something?”

Under Malleus’ intense gaze, the gamer found himself fidgeting, swallowing a chunk of his aftercare treat in hopes of delaying the response. It didn’t help. It only encouraged Malleus to wrap his arm around him to firmly hold his chin in a subtle threat, letting him continue to nibble at the frozen treat.

“N-not necessarily. Most of what I was talking about was a generalization–”

“Wrong.”

He tightened his grip on Idia’s chin forcing him to turn his head. Idia faltered feeling the warm breath tickle his lips as he tried to look away from that fanged smile. Malleus chuckled at his expression but held firm.

“You’re lying again.”

“W-what makes you think I’m lying?”

Malleus moved closer letting his lips graze Idia’s as he spoke.

“I know everything about my loves, every expression, every sound, every moan. I know it all. I thought you’d respect that by now.”

“I’m not trying to challenge you–”

“No?”

“I just want to make sure it's going well without you stomping on my info!” 

Idia let himself openly glare at the heir whose eye widened only for a second before he captured his lips. With reciprocated fervor, they each explored each other's mouth; savoring the taste of raspberry flavoring. Idia reluctantly pulled away tucking his burning face into Malleus’ neck. Malleus conceded.

“Didn’t mean to make you feel that way.”

“I-Its whatever. But there are a couple of really determined communities that are really digging to link you to the (L/n)'s disappearances and that turd’s family.”

Idia looked up at him, biting his popsicle for emphasis. Malleus continued to smile, his eyes holding an animosity at the mention of the former. Even when given the juvenile nickname it didn’t quell the furious flame Malleus had. 

“Well, rumors used to be a crime punishable by death for many.”

“No more deaths, it’ll be too obvious. Our best bet is to ruin them with something else. By someone else.” 

He was smirking again,” then I suppose the Shroud genius has a plan?”

Idia gave a toothy smile. “But of course. You’d really think I’d let those neets slander your name?”

Malleus didn’t need to answer. Gave a thankful kiss on Idia’s head before looking over to you, who was laying with your back towards them; arms and legs wrapped around a body pillow with some nameless anime character on it. It gave him that ugly feeling again. 

“Idia. Three things.”

“Yeah?”

Malleus pinched Idia’s side earning a yelp as Idia leans in closer to him. 

“1) I expect you to properly greet me when I return home.”

“With hugs and kisses?”

“With hugs and kisses.”

“Fine. It’ll be cringy though.”

“That’s fine with me. 2) I’m going to shred the next body pillow you gift (Y/n).”

“What?! But they love their body pillow!”

“If it's not gone by tomorrow I’m burning it in the furnace.”

“Okay okay!”

“And 3)--” Malleus snatched the popsicle stick from Idia’s mouth, flinging it perfectly into the trash can beside the bed. 

“No eating in the bed.”

Part 2?

[spadecentral]

👮‍♀️ The Police | Ace Trappola x Reader x Deuce Spade

>> requested: yes, by @tartppola >> a/n: adeuceyuu the world!!! hi ina :3

>> masterlist: 400 fllr. special , here!! >> summary: ace convinces you and deuce to toilet-paper professor trein's house >> reader prns: they/them >> warning(s): none

“Dude, imagine though… tp-ing Trein’s house,” Ace smirked, holding his hands out like he was checking the angle of something. “It would be a masterpiece.”

“I dunno…” Deuce trailed off unsure of the idea. He knew he would most likely get roped into it one way or another, so it was either now or never for him to voice his opinion.

“What do you think?” Ace looked over at you, waiting for you to put your ‘yay’ or ‘nay’ on his proposal.

“Dude… we literally can’t,” you responded, tapping your foot slightly.

“Oh puh-lease, who’s gonna stop us?” he rolled his eyes.

“The police,” you sighed.

“Ehhh,” Ace waved your clearly logical explanation off. “We’ll cross that bridge when it happens.”

“I’m with them on this one,” Deuce agreed with you. “I don’t want to just… break the law.”

“C’monnnn,” Ace groaned. “When’d you guys become such downers?”

“When you decided to do something illegal,” you sighed, rolling your eyes.

“...I already bought the toilet paper,” Ace said, his face turning into an expression of mischievousness. “We can’t just let it go to waste. C’mon!”

Deuce sighed as the both of you followed far behind the biggest trouble maker the two of you have ever known. 

“He’s so going to get arrested one of these days,” Deuce muttered, grabbing your hand as you followed behind your other boyfriend.

“Oh most definitely,” you shook your head. “Hopefully we won’t be arrested along with him, though.”

“I dunno…” he responded. “If we keep following him, we might.”

“If you go to jail, that goes on your record, sir.” You poked his side. “And then you’d have less of a chance of becoming a cop.”

“...Fair point,” he pressed his lips thin.

“Guys!!! I got my bag!” Ace ran back to the two of you. He unzipped it to show the both of you a couple of rolls of toilet paper. “We’re all set.”

You breathe out heavily before making your deciding call. “Fine, but only for ten minutes, then we’re outta there.”

“Great! Thank you so much babe,” Ace snickered as he zipped the bag back up. He pecked you once on the lips before walking ahead.

“What, no kiss for me?” Deuce teasingly hollered.

“Nope!” Ace yelled back.

“Here, Deuce,” you turned the blue-haired boy to face you. “I’ll give you a kiss.”

>> adeuce taglist: @tulipluvlettr | @strawberry-hyacinth | @oseathepebble | @ventisaircurrent | @epelys | @pastelmages | @xphantasmagoriax | @atlasnessie | @divinesapph | @ze-maki-nin | @silly-ez | @flqyd-is-lost | @savanaclaw1996 | @queerlordsimon | @kyraxiyn | @rayisalive

[cvlutos]

TWISTED WONDERLAND: RENT-A-GIRLFRIEND AU

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A SOCIAL BUTTERFLY THAT SEEMS TO BE IN MULTIPLE PLACES AT ONCE. HE’S THE LIFE OF THE PARTY AND IS SUCH A PLAYFUL PERSON. HE’S LOVES FUN.

ACE TRAPPOLA | 19 | COLLEGE STUDENT: MAJOR: UNDECIDED | 172CM ~ 5’6FT | SOFTIE |

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CATEGORY: SAVANNACLAW

! BEST SELLER ! !PREMIUM! LEONA KINGSCHOLAR | 25 | UNEMPLOYED | 185CM ~ 6’0FT | LAZY |

A LAZY RICH BEASTMEN. A LION AMONGST GAZELLE. HE’S COCKY, CONFIDENT, AND SMART. HE’S LOW MAINTENANCE YET THE BEST YOU COULD EVER HAVE.

RUGGIE BUCCHI | 23 | WAITER | 171CM ~ 5’6FT | SNEAKY |

HE’S A MISCHIEVOUS HYENA BEASTMAN. ONE WHO ENJOYS LAUGHING, YET IS QUITE HELPFUL! ONCE YOU GET PAST THE MISCHIEF YOULL SEE HOW GREAT HE IS.

JACK HOWL | 20 | ATHLETE | 192CM ~ 6’2FT | LOYAL |

A LOYAL WOLF BEASTMEN THAT IS QUITE INTIMIDATING! YET HE HAS A HEART OF GOLD AND A COMPLETE MIND OF JUSTICE! HE’S ABSOLUTELY TRUSTWORTHY AND WILL MAKE SURE TO ALWAYS PROTECT YOU!

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CATEGORY: OCTAVINELLE

AZUL ASHENGROTTO | 23 | RESTAURANT OWNER | 176CM ~ 5’7FT | CHARMING |

AN ACCOMPLISHED YOUNG MAN WITH A SUAVE PERSONALITY, YET BEYOND HIS EXTERIOR, HE’S A HUGE SOFTIE THAT LOVES COLLECTING COINS!

JADE LEECH | 23 | RESTAURANT CO-OWNER | 190CM ~ 6’2FT | SLY |

A QUIET YET INTIMIDATING MAN THAT LOVES HIKING AND MUSHROOMS WITH AN ODD PERSONALITY. YOULL BE IN FOR A FUN TIME!

! BEST SELLER ! FLOYD LEECH | 23 | WHATEVER HE WANTS | 191CM ~ 6’2FT | ROWDY |

IF YOU LOVE CHAOS, THEN YOULL LOVE HIM. HE’S FUN, SIGHTLY DANGEROUS. IN A FUN WAY. *Please note that any dangerous acts will not be the fault of NRC and remain within your hands*

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JADE LEECH AND FLOYD LEECH

AZUL ASHENGROTTO AND FLOYD LEECH

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! CHOOSE YOUR BOYFRIEND !

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!PREMIUM! KALIM AL-ASIM | 22 | HEAD OF THE AL-ASIM FAMILY | 168CM ~ 5’5FT | PLAYFUL |

PURE SUNSHINE THAT LOVES TO SPOIL OTHERS. IF YOU WANT A LAVISH LIFE, HE CAN ABSOLUTELY PROVIDE! HE’S AN ABSOLUTE DARLING AND COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY HONEST.

! BEST SELLER ! JAMIL VIPER | 22 | — | 175CM ~ 5’7FT | QUIET |

A MAN WHO CAN DO IT ALL. IF YOU LIKE MYSTERIOUS MEN WITH A SOFT SIDE, HE’S THE PERFECT OPTION FOR YOU.

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CATEGORY: POMEFIORE

! BEST SELLER ! !PREMIUM! VIL SCHOENHEIT | 24 | ACTOR, MUSICIAN, DANCER, PERFORMER, ETC | 183CM ~ 6’0FT | REGAL |

A SERIOUS ACTOR THAT VALUES BEAUTY. HE FINDS BEAUTY IN THOSE THAT TAKE CARE OF THEMSELVES YET HE’S AN EXTRODANINARY LOVER.

ROOK HUNT | 24 | 177CM ~ 5’8FT | SEEKER OF BEAUTY | UNIQUE |

ODD AND DIFFERENT FROM THE OTHER BOYFRIENDS! IF YOU WANT SOMETHING UNIQUE THEN ROOK IS FOR YOU.

EPEL FELMIER | 19 | 156CM ~ 5’1FT | APPLE FARMER, PERFORMER | MANLY |

A MERE COUNTRY BOY THAT WORKS HARD TO BE MANLY, YET HE HAS THE SWEETEST FEMININE LOOK. THOUGH DONT MENTION IT. UNLESS YOUR REAL SPECIAL TO HIM.

POPULAR POMEFIORE POLY OPTIONS:

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CATEGORY: IGNIHYDE

! BEST SELLER ! !PREMIUM! IDIA SHROUD | 23 | GAMER AND TECH ENGINEER | 183CM ~ 6’0FT | OTAKU |

NOTHING BUT A LOVESICK, ANTI-SOCIAL, ANIME LOVING OTAKU. YOULL BE HIS FAVORITE WAIFU OR HUSBANDO. SHARE IN HIS VARIOUS PASSIONS!

! CHOOSE YOUR BOYFRIEND !

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CATEGORY: DIASOMNIA

! BEST SELLER ! !PREMIUM! MALLEUS DRACONIA | 28 | — | 202CM ~ 6’6FT | ROYAL |

POETIC TYPE LOVER. A DARLING WITH A DRAGON LIKE PERSONALITY. SAID THAT TO BE FAE. OH, HOW SPECIAL HE IS.

!PREMIUM! LILIA VANROUGE | 31 | NEIGHBORHOOD CUTIE | 158CM ~ 5’1FT | ECCENTRIC |

CUTE! CUTE! CUTE! A CUTE BOYFRIEND FOR A CUTIE LIKE YOU. THOUGH HE HAS AN ABSOLUTELY MISCHIEVOUS SIDE.

!PREMIUM! SILVER | 23 | KNIGHT | 178CM ~ 5’8FT | SLEEPY |

SIMPLE. EASY. CALM. RELAXED SLEEPY LOVER. WITH A LOOK OF A ROYAL PRINCE. A TRUE SLEEPING BEAUTY.

SEBEK ZIGVLT | 20 | LOYAL KNIGHT OF LORD MALLEUS | 188CM ~ 6’1FT | LOUD |

YOULL ALLWAYS COME SECOND TO LORD MALLEUS. SUCH A HARD-HEADED TYPE BOYFRIEND, YET ODDLY DEDICATED TO YOU.

POPULAR DIASOMNIA POLY OPTIONS:

! BEST SELLER ! MALLEUS DRACONIA AND LILIA VANROUGE

LILIA VANROUGE AND SILVER

SILVER AND SEBEK ZIGVOLT

MALLEUS DRACONIA AND SEBEK ZIGVOLT

MALLEUS DRACONIA, LILIA VANROUGE, SILVER, AND SEBEK ZIGVOLT

! CUSTOMIZE YOUR PAIRING !

! CHOOSE YOUR BOYFRIEND !

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CATEGORY: RSA AND NBC COLLABS

—RSA

! BEST SELLER ! !PREMIUM! NEIGE LEBLANCHE | 24 | ACTOR, PERFORMER, MUSICIAN, ETC | 175CM ~ 5’7FT | INNOCENT |

A SWEETHEART, WHO IS SO VERY HONEST AND WANTS TO SPOIL YOU ENDLESSLY. READ POEMS, BAKE PIE, CLEAN THE HOUSE AND RELAX. SUCH A SWEETIEPIE

!PREMIUM! CHE’NYA | 25 | LOCAL DIRECTIONIST | 178CM ~ 5’8FT | LOOPY |

LAID BACK AND RELAXED. WITH AN ODDLY HORRIBLE SENSE OF DIRECTION, WHO MANAGES TO STILL FIND YOU SOMEHOW.

! CHOOSE YOUR BOYFRIEND !

—NBC

! BEST SELLER ! !PREMIUM! ROLLO FLAMM | 28 | — | 184CM ~ 6’0FT | SOFISTICATED |

NO ONE CAN MATCH HIS VERY OWN GRACE. HOW LUCKY YOU ARE TO BE WITHIN HIS VERY PRESENCES.

! CHOOSE YOUR BOYFRIEND !

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[dazed-pine]

Hello, I was wondering if you can do a Crewel x reader x Clowley fluff?

hi ukoi (irl friend), love you <3

content: divus crewel x gn!insert x dire crowley - romantic - fluff - poly ask box (rq box) more under the cut!!!

Tea Time

The three of you are no stranger for tea time. You usually bring your favorite blends of tea, Crowley and Crewel are always very curious to see what you enjoy.

When you bring the tea, Crewel brings the snacks and Crowley prepares the tea. When he prepares the tea, it has a very strong and robust flavor. He's not shy about having strong tea!

Crewel always comments about how strong it is, but the flavor itself is quite amazing.

Crewel always makes sure to give you your favorite treats and snacks, he will even try to playfully feed them to you.

He also feeds Crowley while peppering him with soft compliments too. When Crewel feeds Crowley, you take the opportunity to kiss his cheek and even try to playfully banter with him.

Cuddles and Snuggles

Usually, you're the smallest spoon. Crewel is the one hugging you, pulling you close. Crowley is the one holding all of you.

You sit in the middle of them on the couch, and occasionally giving kisses to one another.

It's rare to relax in your house clothes with your loves, but you three always try to find the time to... at LEAST twice a week. Which is hardly enough for the three of them.

Crewel will often doze off on your shoulder, then quickly deny he was sleeping when he's stirred away by Crowley's soft murmurs to you.

Their touches are soft and sweet, they never want to leave your side.

Nicknames

Crowley calls you "My Dearest", and he calls Crewel "My Jewel".

Crewel finds it funny how he calls you his Dearest... but Crowley just gives him a word play name.

Crowley and you usually share a laugh, and assure Crewel he's more priceless than any diamond.

Crewel calls you "Beau", and he calls Crowley "Beloved".

"Beau... isn't that a popular dog's name?" You say.

"Hm... it is, but as you know... it's short for beautiful." Crewel smiles.

Crowley is happy to even get a pleasant nickname.

You want to call them by nicknames, but you usually only call them those in private. They love your voice, they love it when you say "Divus" and "Dire".

[dark-side-blog3]

Ignore that this Home Alone inspired poly adeuce fic is a month late. Or choose to read it for 2024 Christmas, up to you.

I had a lot of fun writing this! Put it into a word counter just for fun, and I'm surprised to see that my first real WIP I finished in 2024 is 3k long! It was just so fun to imagine a twist one of my favourite Christmas movies, and I got so caught up in the fun of it I didn't make my deadline ^^; It was originally meant to be a short little crackfic, but it was just too fun! There are some cracky, campy elements, but that's just in the spirit of the movie I based it off!

Anyways: MDNI, warnings for standard yandere things, and creepy crawlies.

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"Shouldn't we be pouring salt on the pathway?"

"Nah," you smile, splashing another bucket of water on the front steps. "This is so we can have a nice slip-and-slide for tobogganing tomorrow, Grim! Same reason I'm filling up a little ice rink in the back-- I wanna do some skating. I can't wait for it to freeze over and teach you how!"

Grims' head shakes fervently as he beams; "Just you wait! I'll show you the grace and speed of a master figure skater! I'm gonna be teaching YOU how to skate by the time we're done!"

"Well if you wanna do that, you're gonna need to be well rested. Can you grab us some cookies for before-bed snacks?" you encourage, the monster agreeing and scampering off inside the dorm house to pilfer the cupboard.

You continue pouring water on the steps and trudge around the house's perimeter to check on the steps leading outside to make sure they're freezing over like you intended. You have several other home security measures to check over...

Most of the staff, and students for that matter, went home for the holidays. Family to see, vacations to take... A life to live outside of the school and other people in it. Should anything happen, Crowley was unfortunately unavailable (what else is new, the old bastard), nor was Vargas, Trein, or Crewl. Normally they'd be spattered throughout the holiday to watch over the students. But there are other teachers on the premises, and hardly any students who can't return home for whatever reason, and they let it slip by... One night during the whole winter break when none of your trusted faculty members nor any of your more powerful friends like Malleus or Idia could help if you got into trouble.

And maybe, maybe your brain has been rotted by movies and defending yourself from overblotted students.

But it's better safe than sorry.

With everything seemingly in order, and the sun setting quickly behind the treeline of school woods, you rush over to the front gate to hang a large sign:

NO SOLICITORS

Hopefully, this will deter anyone planning to intrude on you tonight.

You trudge your way back to the front door, carefully avoiding the steps. You spend the next few hours snacking with Grim while watching movies together, playing card games, and chattering about what ifs and would you rather... Before too long, it's time for bed, and Grim is out like a light, thanks to several pounds of turkey stuffing, potatoes, and cookies you still had after the holiday party days ago.

The party was fun... It did leave you with more leftovers you knew what to do with, which is always great. You got to wish Rook Joyeuses Fête, decorate cookies with Jack and Jade (the merman being much better at decorating, likely due to working in the lounge), and say goodbye to everyone dear to you before they left for their own plans... But it also had Ace and Deuce.

Which, on the one hand, they're harmless. You know they are. They're just jerks sometimes.

They should be focusing on their studies, and you had to devote your time to keeping Ramshakle clean, and Grim on task to graduate... The little monster became somewhat of a family member. Surrogate son or little brother you're not entirely sure, but you want him to succeed.

And even if the pair of heartslabyul boys were gifted students that excelled at every course with time to spare, Grim wasn't-- Grim needed your help to study, to get to class, to handle some of his projects for him when his paws would cause accidents in the potion lab. Grim needs your help to get through college, and it keeps you way too busy for a relationship with either guy.

And even though they soured the mood of the party right after you told them as such, it's the truth, and that's what it is. You're not going to jeopardize Grim's future just to date college students.

They acted like jerks for the rest of the winter break.

When everyone was opening presents, they bitched at everyone for the gifts they exchanged, teased relentlessly, knocked over decor, and told each classmate going through the magic mirror over the week to 'take their time coming back, if at all'. Poor Idia had an anxiety attack when they started teasing him; it took you half an hour to calm him down enough to stop puking and stick to just dry heaving. Grim scampered off after Idia fainted a second time... It took another hour after that to help him through the magic mirror, with his robot escorts. You would have walked through with him, but he insisted holding your hand as he left would be enough, only dragging you somewhat through the portal.

It was rubbing you the wrong way how they were picking fights with everyone, and snubbing Grim anytime they saw you and the monster around campus.

Suddenly, the front gates screech open, drawing you out of your thoughts. You peek out the sliver of the window from behind the thick curtain in the bedroom to see two figures shuffle through the snow.

It can't be them. Even if you were just thinking of them, that would be too... Convenient. Like some movie logic. Thinking of people doesn't summon them.

Whoever it is will be getting a nasty surprise in three, two, one--

A muffled thud and string of curses can be heard from the other side of the glass. You sneak your way down the stairs so you can at least see who's at the door.

"Son of a--! Grim!" Deuce shouts. So much for not summoning them.

"Open the door, little buddy! We know that you're in there and that you're all alone... Your precious prefect is spending the last night of the winter break with someone else, right?" Ace yells, quickly being joined by a snickering and rapping at the door.

A shadow presses itself against the window, trying to peer through sheer curtains. You duck behind one of the striped couches on the outside of the room, close to the walls. Through the reflection of the glass cabinet, you can see the figure stay and linger at the window, tapping against the glass with a small can.

"Come on Grim. We've got tuna for ya if you just open the door and have a chat..." Deuce says, cupping his hands around his mouth as he yells through the glass.

His shadow straightens up, before pounding back on the glass, rattling the old pane against the tight frame, the narrow strips of wood being tight enough together that neither of them could just force their way through the window; Even if they shattered all the glass.

Which Deuce just might, slamming himself into the frame as hard as he could.

"I saw you move in there! Don't ignore us!" He shatters a pane, shoving his hand through to grab at the sheer curtains and tug, ripping them.

You duck back behind the couch, scanning for tools to protect yourself. Shut up. Don't be stupid, just think. Think quick, and smart.

The banging stops for a second. Before becoming far louder-- powerful enough to feel the floor shake. Metal creaks against its hinges, and the lock crashes into the strike plate of the door.

Ignore that, focus. Cleaning supplies. Always nearby, the dorm is filthy. Dish soap and mop bucket.

You dart out from behind the couch to grab the bottle of dish soap, grabbing it and rolling up against the wall just in time as the banging stops, the door knob jiggles and a thin wire pokes itself out from the cracks between the door frame. It makes quick work of the locks on the door, before opening, and Ace proudly struts into the room. The second he does, you pop the cap and squeeze the bottle, squirting bright blue goop into his eyes and smarmy mouth! And you splurt the floor for good measure!

You sprint back to behind the couch he pulls back, sputtering, and wiping it from his eyes in thick globs. You watch through the reflection of the cabinet as Deuce shoves his way past Ace as he splatters fistfuls of goop onto the floor, next to the bottle of leaking dish soap. Ace shoves Deuce for the push, and the resulting shove has both of them slipping on the puddle of dish soap you left in your hurry.

"Ahg-- Ace?! Why are you on the floor?"

A visibly wet smack as dish soap arches off Ace's gloves, slapping damply right into Deuce's face as he grunts from under his classmate: "Get off me, you buffoon! Go find the cat-- Grim, I'm gonna skin you for this, you little creep!"

"Don't make threats until after we have the little rat, runt. If he goes tattling we're screwed--"

"There's no one to tattle to! He's all alone in this big house! Even the ghosts aren't here! If we stick his claws in an electrical socket or force-feed him motor oil, no one would think anything of it! He's just a dumb animal that killed himself without supervision!"

Something glints from under the couch. You grasp at it, finding a spare ornament, and an unused ziptie, threaded through the top. There's got to be something you can use to create a bigger distraction and get you and Grim out of here.

There has to be something in reach-- going back to the bucket in plain sight of them is too risky. Shoving your hand under the couch, your clutch the first thing that your grasp: An aerosol room freshener. Score.

Wrapping the ziptie around the spray trigger, you tighten it and roll it over to the boys, still scrambling about on the floor. You watch from the reflection in the cabinet as Deuce gets a heavy spray right in the eyes, hollering in pain!

"AUGH-- Fucker! You think you're so smart, punk?! Your little bomb just gave away your position!" Deuce shouts, whipping out his magic pen, covering his eyes.

You feel a sense of dread. Primal instinct. You leap out from behind the couch just as he summons a caldron to crash into the couch, narrowly missing you as it smashes the solid oak to splinters. Splinters stick to your socks, embedding in your feet as you scamper off to another room, streams of water and gusts of wind being shot after you.

Just as you turn the corner to climb up the stairs and rush to Grim's room, you hear Ace curse exasperatedly, stumbling his way to the end of the hall to stare at you, still wiping his eyes on his sleeves. Another string of sighed curses leaves his lips as he watches you scramble up the stairs, making accidental eye-contact.

They know their plans are botched now.

Gotta climb faster.

On all fours, you claw up the stairs, just as a tug on your ankle forces your jaw to slam into them. Casting a glance backwards, Ace has gripped your ankle with his sticky gloves, grinning madly as you struggle to tug your ankle away from him, and try to dodge the other one of his hands trying to grasp for your other leg, only to end up sloppily groping your ass before trying again. You try to shake and kick him off, getting a hits to the side of his head, but not as effective as if you had room to wind up. He's gripping so hard it feels like he's going to break something. You scramble, shifting your weight side to side to get him off, prying yourself off the stairs and scratching your nails into the old wood. Your nails cling to the baseboard, prying the edge as much as you can, the wood creaking and snapping off with each desperate tug to pull yourself up.

The baseboard snaps, and you find yourself with a small wooden shiv, thinking to whip around and stab it into Ace's hand, leading him to retract for a second long enough for you to scramble up a step again-- before being slammed back down into the wood as you're grabbed again.

A girthy, irrate red centipede wiggles its way out from the hole in the baseboard, defensive of the now-ruined home.

You snatch it up, close to the head and the snapping mandibles as it wriggled and writhed, as you slowly reached back around to Ace, still clinging to your legs as you tried to shake him off. The teen was so focused on keeping you still as he pulled some ducttape off the roll with his teeth, that he didn't see the massive, snakelike body of the centipede until it was too late; And you stick it right on his face.

He seemed to freeze, giving you enough time to tug your leg again, just as he screamed an ear-piecing shriek!

Ace pawed at his face squirming violently on the stairs, thumping loudly on each step back to the bottom as you sprinted your way upstairs, into Grims room, slamming and locking the door behind you!

"What the hell is wrong--"

"PSYCHO PREFECT IS WHAT! Is it in my hair? Fucking thing was thick as a finger, and they put it right on my face! Is it in my hair?!"

"The prefect is home?! Dude! We're so screwed!"

"So go up there and get them, dipshit! Why are you standing still when they're up there getting a fucking bear trap or something ready?! Are you having an aneurysm or something?! Why are you just staring at me like that?!"

"...Ace... Don't... Move."

"Deuce... What are you talking about? Go get them-"

"Don't. Move."

"Deuce..?"

The telltale crash of a cast iron cauldron smashing through your rotten wood floors makes you nearly shit yourself, glancing back at a sleep-stirring Grim.

"DID I GET IT?"

"YOU ALMOST CRUSHED MY SKULL YOU NUTCASE!"

"DID I GET IT?!"

"You fucking moron!"

You snatch Grim up, using the blanket he was sleeping with like a hobo bag to hold him in, and open the window, edging your way carefully onto the roof. If you can just make safely to the other side of Ramshackle, you can try scaling down the ivy. And it will at least give you a head start-- Maybe hiding out in Sams is the best idea. A store owner must have a CCTV, right? And if Ace and Deuce try and kill either of you, then even if something happens to you, they'll get caught...

You wrap the corners of Grims blanket around your shoulders, like a makeshift baby pouch. You can definitely feel him squirming on your back, starting to wake up. You let go of the window, slipping down the rough roof tile. Laying on your stomach, you side-shuffle over, staying as low to the roof as you can to get the most traction. The edge nearly takes you by surprise when your foot doesn't connect with length that's not there. Slowly, you shuffle even closer to the edge, swaying your arm around the edge to find the vines of Ivy.

"I FOUND 'EM, ACE!"

Your head whips around to see Deuce leaning as far as he can out of the window before he scrambles to get onto the roof.

Whipping your head back to focus, you grab a fistful of vines and pull the rest of your body off the roof! You snatch another fistful with your other hand as you fall.

And fall all the way down, watching in horror as the ivy peels itself from the brick walls.

You feel Grim claw his way out of the pouch and onto your face just in time, as you land on your back with a sickening crunch.

"Oh shit," Ace comments, seemingly having been waiting for you at the bottom of the wall. You see Grim flee across the yard out of the corner of your eye, unable to lift your head.

The sound of snow crunching underfoot, and Deuce panting like crazy soon joins Ace in staring at you as you lay helpless on the ground. As soon as he arrives he gets asked: "Are we gonna get Grim?"

"No point, really..." Comes the huffed response; "We were gonna get him to fuck off, and he's fucked right off. Tonight didn't really go to plan anyway."

A boot gently kicks at your side as Ace turns his attention back to you: "Are you paralyzed or something? That was quite the fall."

You open your mouth to speak, but only a cracked whine makes it out. You cringe and try again, but nothing intelligible comes out.

"Holy shit, they're brain-damaged!" Ace grins, laughing as he backs away from you.

You feel Deuce tugging at your legs in the snow, dragging you from your shallow ditch in the snow. He begins tugging you closer to the dorm, before he drops your legs, moving to grab you under your arms and haul you that way, up against a wall. Breaking a window, he shoves you in, head first. The cold floors of Ramshackle are still warmer than the ice and snow.

"Alright. Hey, real quick, can you feel this?" Deuce begins poking you with a wire from an ornament, starting with your legs, and making his way up on both sides. You nod, wincing at some particularly sharp pricks, to which Deuce responds by rubbing the area to dull the pain.

"Can you say where you are right now? Do you know who I am? Who you are?" You nod again, voice stumbling through a pained response.

"Awesome. You're not brain-damaged! You're probably just winded from the fall. Is anything broken? Can you wiggle your fingers and toes? Try twisting side to side. If you can't it means your spine might be broken, and you need a doctor."

You comply, weirded out by the sudden care, but the doctor comment means they will call someone. And that someone will keep you safe, and them away. The pain's already fading, and likely nothing serious, but you could trick them... Deuce particularly seems like a soft touch. You wince as you try to twist, feigning inability.

Deuce makes a worried expression, like he's about to piss himself from fear.

He backs off slightly, giving you a bit more breathing room: "Try crossing your arms and lifting them as far away from your ribs as you can".

You comply again, feigning difficulty,

And duct tape wraps around your wrists instantly. Deuce presses his knee down into your chest to pin you down as he wraps as tightly as he can, while Ace ties your legs from outside.

"This really, really isn't my style. But we've got to get you somewhere that is not here when the teachers come back tomorrow, and we can't have Grim knowing where to find you." Deuce rambles, soaking his glove in a bottle of something, before pressing it to your face. He continues rambling, leaning in closer to whisper: "And I know how this looks! But I promise we won't do anything to you while you sleep. Or when you wake up! I swear! It's all more normal than it seems tonight-- or it can be anyways. And... And if you give me some time, give me a chance, we can even ditch Ace and forget this night ever happened! You just need some time somewhere else..."

The room spins with dark spots as Deuce presses his soaked glove further into your face. He continues rambling at you, while you feel Ace begin dragging you back out the window again. The snow doesn't feel cold this time as you fall into it. It just feels soft.

[littlemissayu]

As you first anon (with a emoji) it a random coincidence that i refer to myself as 🎐 when a windchime is also tge gif on your masterlist

This was a coincidence i swear

Also do you mind writing fluff for riddle and floyd where its poly? Like the reader is dating both of them so they are also dating eachother

I hope this isnt too weird-

A/N: Hey🎐 anon! And no, this request isn't weird,I'm glad to write it for you!! I really wanted to write some fluff lately so this is a great chance

GN!Reader

POLY!Riddle Rosehearts x Reader x Floyd Leech

The way this all started is when you had a crush on Riddle first, then you confessed to him and he accepted your confession

(BTW this was after Azul's overblot) Before you started dating Riddle you had already developed feelings for Floyd but since you already started dating Riddle you thought they would BOTH think your weird for liking both of the them the same exact way so you said nothing

Riddle's feeling for Floyd developed for a long period of time because as much as Floyd annoyed him he also admired his free spirit and carelessness

Riddle didn't want to say anything because he was dating you and you might find him disgusting for liking Floyd even though he's dating you

Floyd had feelings for both of you, he didn't know where they came from all he knew is that he woke up one day and it hit him like a truck, he knew that he liked the both of you

You were so smart, beautiful, talented, kind, adventurous, and just all around incredible

Riddle's smart, passionate, determined, hardworking, reliable, and so adorable

Out of all three of you Floyd was the first to admit his feelings he dragged the two of you off to a secluded space where he told you two what it was; how he liked both of you equally

After Floyd said his peace you said yours but Riddle needed some time to think

Riddle didn't know what to think. Both of his crushes(one already his partner)

At first he started to think of what his mother would think but quickly strayed from his though remembering it's his life not his mother's

So he made his decision and wanted to talk to the two of you

"So how would this work?"

After a multitude of ups and downs, trails and errors, smiles and tears.

After a few months you all got used to your relationship.

Every morning you guys would meet up for breakfast, walk to you classes together, then spend your late afternoons and evenings doing homework together, eating dinner and cuddling.

"Good-morning~" You greet your lover "Good-morning Dearest" Riddle smiled. You hugged him and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. "Strawberry chapstick this morning?" he guesses a little smirk on his lips. "Ding!Ding!Ding!" you too softly giggled. "Whatcha giggling about, shirmpy, golfish?" you hear a voice from above you; your other lover comes up from behind you and squeezes you a Riddle tight giving you both a soft kiss on the forehead. "Good morning Floyd"said Riddle smiling up at him "Morning~"

"Since we're all here let's head to breakfast" "Sounds good to me" "Lead the way!~" You all start walking off to the dining hall to get in a good breakfast before you all separate for your classes of the day.

~After School~

As you're walking to the hall of mirrors so that you, Floyd, and Riddle can meet up for you daily homework date. You stopped familiar frames walking your usual path. So you start running at top speed to hug pounce onto them. Luckily no one fell and got hurt.

"Hi Shrimpy!~" "Hello Darling" your lovers greeting you. "Hi! You guys ready to do some homework?" "Always" "Ehh" you giggled at their opposite responses. They may seem to be the complete and total opposite from each other. They may even seem to be too different to stand each other but the 3 of you don't care if it seems like everyone else thinks the 3 of you aren't meant to be. Your love for each is binding so if one goes somewhere the other two will follow in pursuit.

~Bonus~

The three of you were found asleep while cuddling each other on the floor of Riddle's room. You were between the two of them, Floyd was on your right while Riddle was on your left. Ace was stopping by to ask you for help on the homework(aka copy off your sheet)but decided this would be a good thing to blackmail you with so he makes sure to take a picture, take a picture of the homework the get out of there.

I hoped you liked it!!!

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[writingfool001]

I live for everyone being jealous of Adeuceyuu being BFFs and how their crush (Yuu) is just so obviously vocal at how much they platonically love Adeuce.

Adeuce get cute handmade bento boxes every mealtime *cue jealous glares*

Adeuce get 24/7 PDA in the form of hugs and head pats *cue jealous glares*

Adeuce get their own personal cheerleader whenever there’s a basketball match/track and field race *cue jealous glares*

Adeuce have regular sleepovers at Ramshackle that end in cuddle piles

Adeuce get praised for doing well in a test

Adeuce have matching friendship bracelets with Yuu

Adeuce exist

Someone get them protection that isn’t them using Yuu as a shield

Not to mention if Yuu is smart, extra long tutor lessons and making sure the boys get their homework done. You wpuld stay and make sure Deuce understands the material. Or specially packed lunched by Yuu, Ace would low-key rub it in other people's faces about it, causing him to make enemies.

You can't tell me they didn't miss Yuu while they were gone during chapter 6.

[dotster001]

A Sagittarius Chaos Throuple

Summary: Rook x Idia x FEM! Reader. What a polyamorous relationship looks like for NRC's hottest Sagittarius'. Requested by @stygianoir

CW: Fem Reader.

A/N: If people like this, I can do the other signs, (I'm Libra in case you're wondering 😂) and I can make a gender neutral version. Just let me know!

Capricorn Aquarius Pisces Aries Taurus Gemini Cancer-coming soon

How it happens.

It all starts with Rook. We all know he's been trying to "get to know" Idia for a while. (let's be real. He already knows Idia. He just wants an excuse for an in that won't scare him)

When you come around, and he falls for you, it diverts him from Idia for a while. Obviously, Rook makes the first move. After he learns everything about you, that is. Now that he's got his beautiful girlfriend, you'd think he'd be satisfied, right? Nope.

In most cases, the reader proposes the Poly relationship. But this time is different. Roi de Ta Chambre is too alluring for poor Rook! If only his beautiful Mademoiselle Trickster could see it too!

He pushes you in the right direction, getting you into the games Idia is into, so that he will let you in. Then he joins on the escapades, as your boyfriend, thereby getting Idia comfortable with him as well.  After a while, he sits you both down and proposes a poly relationship. The trick to pulling it off is comparing it to an anime Idia has been really into lately, so that he isn't overwhelmed by the idea. 

What these three Sagittarius' get up to.

All three of you stay off the radar. But one day Rook is telling you about all the juicy things he hears when he hides in vents and trees, and now all three of you are doing it. Idia has created a smoke bomb, so that when you three gremlins get caught, you can make a hasty retreat.  While Rook is a little disappointed that his street cred as being undetectable is going out the window, getting gossip with his beloveds is definitely worth it.

Study sessions? Study sessions. All three of you work hard on your homework and study together, and sometimes, after that, you start studying up on one of your hyperfixations. Idia's new video game? You're all researching cheat codes, lore, and secrets for hours. Rook's new target? You're studying the school layouts and plotting how he's going to get them. 

Romance among Sagittarius is very affectionate, and it's no different here. It takes a bit for Idia to get past his insecurities, but once he does, he always wants a kiss from both of you for everything.  

Top kiss request quotes,

"Loves, I just killed that boss. Praise me."

"Rook, you forgot to give me a goodnight kiss yesterday, so now you owe me."

"If I don't have a lover kissing each of my cheeks in ten seconds, I'm going to hack your phones."

Meanwhile, Rook makes sure that you all get cuddle time at least once a week. He likes watching his partners fall asleep with his arms around them. 

He also sends you both off with a heated kiss before every class. Vil is this close to giving Rook another talk about PDA.

Rook teaches you both archery. When he realizes his throuple is made up solely of Sagittarius, he realizes you all need to be hunters. Under his guidance, the three of you become a menace to society.

Communication is great amongst you three. If something's upsetting someone, it's out in the open immediately. All three of you are very blunt about your feelings, but also very understanding. So resolutions are arrived at quickly.

Dates tend to be in Idia's room. You and Rook pretend it's for his comfort, but the reality is that none of you want to spend a lot of money on a date that you can go to in VR for free.  

Overall, it's a surprisingly happy trio (for everyone but Vil, who does not enjoy you and Idia enabling Rook's bad habits) You all work together to make sure the throuple stays happy and mentally stimulated, and cause some chaos together. What more could you ask for?

[twisted-wonderland-but-gayer]

Poly Ayuudeuce (Commission)

5k words. Yuu is GN! This whole thing is about the trio in chapter 5 getting jealous over Epels "date" with Deuce.

Comission for: @like-nxrthernstxrs !

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Out of all of the annoyances that have occurred since joint thee Vil Shoeinheit’s competition. One of the silver linings, you suppose was that now your boyfriends were even closer to you, now that they’re in your dorm. Yup, boyfriends, as in two. Surprisingly or unsurprisingly, through all of the trouble you three have been through throughout you time in this world, all of you have grown unbelievably close to each other.

It was hard to remember when exactly you all became official. As time went on, and more issues popped up, so did opportunities to get closer. Hangouts started leaning more and more towards dinners together and sleepovers. You look back at them with such fondness. How ironic it was that you kicked Ace out of you bed the first day he slept over, just to invite him for sleepovers as much as you could now. 

You also remember that one time in the Mostro Lounge, where all three of you sat in a curved booth while you chatted and ate. As time went all you and Deuce unconsciously started scooping closer and closer into each other, until you both were practically squeezing Ace between the both of you. Deuce, ever the gentleman even offered to feed you and Ace, the former accepting immediately and refusing to move his arms to feed himself. Floyd was gagging at the sight.

Other students around campus started thinking you all were a weird couple. As Ruggie put it, you three had something weird going on. At the time you didn't think much of it, one could even call it denial; A super close friendship and nothing more. 

It wasn't until one night, when you invited them over to study and cram for an upcoming exam. As you quizzed Deuce with flash cards, you heart. Raced with each happy smile he gave you when he got one right. Then Ace looked so cute when he concentrated.

Before you knew it, it was late at night, and the Adeuce duo were exhausted after a long day. You let them sleep over and allowed them to crash in your bed with Grim. The four of you were packed in like sardines, but it felt wonderful being beside you friends. Your face was so close to Ace’s as you both stared into each other’s eyes. Your faces inch closer and and closer until…

“Bleh!” Grim gagged, “Take it somewhere else you two! Right Deuce? … uh… Deuce?” Grim turned to Deuce who stared flusteredly at Yuu and Ace. “Why do I want a kiss too… I mean!” Deuce sputters and makes excuses causing both you and Ace to laugh. Ace leaned in to give Deuce a kiss followed by you who playfully pushed Ace away to give your own. Since then, You’ve all been a couple much to Grim’s dismay.

You grew to be a little jealous over the fact that you and your boyfriends shared a room together in their dorm. At least now with the dance competition coming up, you were able to have them over in your dorm, and even share your room with them again like old times. It was pure bliss to lay between them as they snuggle against you, Grim in another room, not wanting to deal with you three.

You brush your hands through their hair, massaging their scalps lovingly. Leaning down, you press a kiss to both of their temples before they look at each other, then look up at you mischievously. “Why are you both looking at me like that?” You ask ever-so-slightly concerned. “Hmm no reason~” Ace smirks. You glance over at the more responsible Deuce who also wears a mischievous look. “Don’t worry, Yuu-San, its nothing!”

You raised a brow before closing you eyes experimentally as of to prove you hypothesis that they’re up to no good, and they proved you right not even a moment later. Your face is suddenly barraged by two pairs of lips attacking your face with kisses in a barrage of affection. “Ah! You guuuyss!” You giggled as they continued their attack on you, kiss after kiss as you playfully batted them off

Your battle is interrupted by a firm knock on the door belonging to the queen himself, Vil. “I sure do home you three get to speed soon.” He states firmly, “We have to get up early for practice tomorrow.” “Yes sir…” The three of you glumly reply together as the clicking heels tap off into the distance. You all wait until they’re completely gone to begin a new set of more, quieter attacks on each other.

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You sat back on a chair as you watched the group in front of you rehearse. The way Jamil moved skillfully on the floor was nothing compared to you lovers, in your opinion. The clumsiness added to the charm, though Vil would most certainly disagree. The main star frowned and crossed his arms at the sight of Deuce and Ace stumbling over each other.

You watched as they balance on each other as they stretched, the way their shirts raised ever-so-slightly to show their midsections had all of your attention. The softness of their stomachs was just beckoning you to kiss them and blow a raspberry or two, as the two continued to stretch and smile at each other, they both took a glance to where you sat. Ace gave a sly wink at you, he was too cute for his good.

“Manager? Manager.” You snap over to look at Vil. “Yes?” Out of the corner of your eye you see Epel join Deuce and Ace in their warm ups, and Vil’s stern voice reminds you that this is rehearsal. “Play the track, Yuu.” “On it, sir.” Pressing the button, you watched as all the men stumbled to get into position to impress Vil. Deuce, Ace, and Epel all stood up tall proceeded to let the rhythm guide them.

As you watched them dance, you sat beside Grim, who was boredly scrolling your phone and playing a few games you downloaded specifically for him. You dreamily stared at your boyfriends as they playfully nudge each other, Deuce stumbling over his feet and Ace trying way too hard. Cuties, both of them.

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The day slowly came to a wrap, and all the weary dancers made their way back to your dorm. As an uneventful (and scare) dinner came to a close, you, Deuce, and Ace slinked into your shared room, kicking Grim into a different one. It was much too early to sleep, but you supposed that it just meant there was more time for cuddles. 

This time Deuce was in the center as you and Ace squished him between your bodies playfully. You slid your hands under his shirt and rested you cold hand on his stomach, pressing a chaste kiss to his neck before attacking it with smooches, making the spade gasp under your touch. His face was completely pink.

Ace, the sneaky bastard, took this as an opportunity to give a playful pinch ro Deuce ass, making the card soldier squeal. You and Ace snicker amongst yourselves before exchanging a kiss. Deuce laid himself flat on his back to prevent any future attacks on his behind. With a few more kisses to Ace, you lay your head down on Deuces toned stomach, his shirt displaced ever s alightly exposing his navel. You smirk, and blow a raspberry on his stomach, making him squeal once again.

****

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The very next day you awoke to your face squished between Deuce’s and Ace’s arms stretched out across your face. You crack a smile at their warmth before a firm knock to your door stirs you all. A ‘friendly reminder’ from Vil to get up makes you all grumble and toss and turn as you force ourselves up. “I only allowed you three to share a room for morales sake, don’t make me separate you three.” “Yes sir…”

Sighing as you all roll off of each other to stretch, opting to roll onto your stomach as you arch your back and holding out your arms as you stretch. Ace, surprisingly, is the one to get up first. He makes his way towards the bathroom to brush his teeth, Deuce following quickly after. As you overhear Vil’s plans for a sorry and sad breakfast, you had a feeling it was going to be an odd day…

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Stretches and warm ups went the same as they usually did up until…

“Ugh! No no no! Manager, stop the music!” Vil yapped as you stretched out your arm to hit pause. “What’s the matter, Vil?” Rook asked, just to be ignored as Vil turns to a certain lavender-haired student. “Epel!” He yells firmly, making everyone around him silent.

“Hoo boy…” Ace starts, muttering under his breath. “Epel’s gonna get another tongue-lashing. I feel bad for the guy after watching this play out everyday…” Deuce gives a firm nod and replies, “He’s on main vocals so Vil must expect a lot out of him, but stil…: Grim whimpers in your arms. “Every time I hear ‘stop the music’ my first instinct is to cower with my tail between my legs…”

“Have you learned nothing from your ballet lessons, Epel?” Vil asks coldly as he struts, circling the poor boy. “I told you to throw out your antiquated notions, I said nothing about acting so half-hearted! Do not sing the words without thinking about what they mean. This song is more than lip service.”

“But… But” The young man sputters in frustration. “This is the most charming I can sound…” Vil tuts ans sighs, “Being charming is another matter entirely. Do you think that will be enough to take Niege down? Now take it from the top!” The blond barked at him, making Epel flinch. A harrowing silence hung in the air.

You, Grim. Deuce, Ace, and the other members all flinched as Epel clenched his fist and shook in rage. “I… I don’t… I don’t WANNA be cute! I never wanted to be in Pommefiore to start with! And I don’t want to compete in the SDC either!” Vil let out an unamused sigh as Epel continued, crossing his arms. “I didn’t come to Night Raven University to sing and dance, I came here to get stronger!” Epel stomped, built up tears on the verge of falling. You felt awful for him, Deuce even more. He wanted to wipe his friend’sstears away.

“I don't wanna be some dainty little flower! I wanna be BIG and STRONG and TOUGH!” Epel shook as Vil taps his nails against his arm. “Unbelievable. Most of us grow out of temper tantrums by the age of three. You speak of ‘charming’ and ‘strong’ as if they are mutually exclusive, when in fact they are both equally valid forms of power. As long as you fail to make that distinction, you will never be a match for me.”

Deuce and Ace looked at each other then to you. Epel then snapped to Vil. “Oh get off your high horse! I'm done with this!” Epel stomped, “I’m quitting.” “WHAT?!” Everyone yelled in unison looking between each other. Kalim and Rook looked most shocked of all. Deuce was visibly cringing at the events unfolding.

“Very well it is time for the usual then.” “The usual, Vil?” You ask nervously. “Go on Epel get out your magical pen.” It was most definitely a fight, but there was nothing you can do but watch.’I’ll put you in your place!”

The two line up across from each other, pen in hand, building up to a what could be potentially be an epic battle. yet, there wasn’t much of a fight to even describe. Vil merely dodged and magic headed to him and with a few quick spells, Epel was felled by Vil, the poor man couldn't even get a hit in. The look of shock and the saddened expression of Deuce’s face told you you were all worried for the freshman, especially Deuce, you note. A twinge of jealousy plucked at your heartstrings before you shove away said feelings.

“And there we have it. I win as usual.” Vi; hums, looking down at Epel with an unimpressed stare as the loser sat hunched on the floor.  “If you don’t shape up soon, you will never ;and a single blow on me. Focus on being strong first, them be yourself…” “Harsh…” Ace mutters. Whispers come from the group arounds yu, mainly pleas for Vil to calm down and queries of concern toward Epel

“Dagnabbit! I just… I just…!” Epel got up and silently rushed out, making Deuce call out his name in concern. Deuce turned towards Vil, and you had a feeling it wouldn’t be good. “Dont you feel you’re being a little to harsh, sir?” He asked. “He’s been putting a lot of effort into his dancing  and you’re just dismissing it”

“Spare me the infantile notion that hard word guarantees an award!” Vil spat, and you clenched your fists. “For that matter, spudling, you have no bandwidth to spend worrying about others. You are far behind all the other members in performance. You are slowing us all down.” “I know that sir…” The way Deuce’s voice trembled filled you with rage. “Then dont talk like you’re a full-fledged ensemble member when youre nothing more than dead weight…” 

Deuce took a deep breath in. “Sorry sir.” You got up and made your way to Deuce as he retreated, Ace tagging along. “Sheesh, you really set him off…” Ace sighed. “See, this is why I keep telling you to keep your head down and stop butting into things. Youre not exactly smart about this stuff, Loosey-Deucey.” You tensed up, sensing that Ace had no idea what he just implied.

“Grrr…” Deuce shook. “SHUT UP!” Deuce barked, tears welling up in his eyes. “YOU THINK I DONT THAT?!” “Ace!” “Woaah woah easy you two!” “A ‘smart guy’ like you would never understand!” And with that Deuce walked out, shaking the whole way.

“Ace what the hell man?!” “What?!” Grim sighed, “You know… sometimes you need to consider other peoples feelings, Ace.” “I dont wanna hear that from you!” With a sigh, you walked away. “I think this calls for a break…” Jamil suggests. The room all murmurs in agreement and you go to step outside for a breather.

What a terrible day so far. A fight with both of your lovers...

****

The hours pass, and yet you and Ace have refused to even look at each other, waiting patiently for Deuce to come back. After another hour of not speaking to each other, you are suddenly approached by Ace as you eat your small bowl of rice (Vil said it was all you were allowed to eat. Not that it matter since it was ‘“All Crowley could afford” anyways…) You set down your utensils and crossed your arms, giving a stern look.

“Look…” Ace stuttered a bit and held out his hands. “Can we just forget about what happened…?” “I think you owe Deuce an apology. You know how difficult school is for him.” Ace’s pride would never allow that thoug,h, but you know he will find a way to silently admit he was wrong later. “Right…” he responded under his breath.

“Yuu!” Kalim shouted, getting your attention. the bright spark of sunshine ran up to you happily. “Deuce and Epel are back” He proudly informs as you and Ace look at each other before sprinting out to go see him..

****

Ace sighed as he came back from his conversation with Deuce over to where you stood, checking on Epel. “Are you sure you’re okay?” You ask, Epel nods. “Yeah, we just went out to beach together s’all.” Ace perked up. “The beach?” He asked dumbly before blinking.

“Yeah! Before we were interruppted we watched the sunset toegther and was playin’ in the waves.” You and Ace looked at eachother, before looking over to where Deuce stood in front of Vil, apologixing for his outburst. “You.. watched the sunset… with Deuce…” You stated, making Epel nod.

“Yeah! Why're you lookin’ at me like that— oh— OH! Oh my goodnedd Im so sorry! We didn't do nothing! Aw shucks, I didn't mean it!” “No no Epel. You're fine.” Youinterrupt. “Yeah… Yeah.. we're just gonna go talk to Deucey is all” Ace said, wearing a strained smile that he picked up from Trey. 

Epel muttered another apology before running off.

****

“Deuce.” Ace spoke, crossing his arms. It hasn't even been a second since he closed the door to your shared room. Deuce turned around to look at where you both stood, crossing your arms. “Yes…? Why do I get the feeling I am in trouble?” He asked nervously.

“Well, MAYBE it's because you took Epel out on a blast cycle date on the beach!” Ace accused, saltily. “E-EH?!” “And!” You huffed, playfully “You even watched the sunset with him!” “W-wait!” “Is there something you want to say, Deuce?” Ace glared at the blue-haired (And pronoun-ed) male. “W-wait it's not like that!” He sputtered and you almost felt bad about pretending to be as mad as you were.

“I don't want to hear it! Ace turned his back and lifted his head up, making a ‘hmph!’At that, Deuce visibly relaxed, knowing you both (or at least you weren’t) were not genuinely upset as Ace continued. “I cannot believe you cheated on us! I refuse to forgive you unless you take US out on a date like you did Epel!” He sighed. 

Deuce just stared for a moment, before closing his eyes. “That is only fair…” You and Ace smirked at each other, “After the competition though!” “Fine!” You and Ace settle on the arrangement as you finally welcom both boyfriends back into your bed for a much needed cuddle session.

****

Ugh…

You didn’t even want to budge this morning at the event of yesterday’s overblot. Vil really put you through the wringer. He was utterly ruthless, despite his beautiful appearance his blot was ruthless, injecting you with inky toxins that shot through your veins.

You remember the horrified looks on Deuce and Ace’s faces. How their features contorted in horror and voices became rasp with how they yelled out. The way the spell felt when it penetrated your stomach. looking down and holding the wound in pain as utter agony coursed through your veins. Not being able to scream because of the bile that rose in your throat.

Even now as you lift an arm up to examine it you can see the darkened veins that adorned you. Yet another scar from a blot that may or may not heal. Next to you, you felt Ace and Deuce sandwiching you between them. Both grip onto you as if you would slip through their fingers in their sleep as you almost did the day before. Bruises of all colors stained their bodies along with a few scrapes that highlighted their features.

even now they were ethereal in your eyes. Ace’s bedhead shifts slightly before his face emerges from where it rested on your shoulder. The bags under his eyes and exhausted demeanor seem to melt away when he looks at you, features immediately softening. You chuckled airily at the smudged heart makeup on his eye. “Morning sleepyhead,” you tease, poking his cheek just to get the breathy reply of ‘morning.’

Ace sits up, turning to give you a once over, holding onto your wrist as he inspects the blackened veins along your arm. frowning. The frown turns into a small scowl as he stared off into the distance, obviously thinking of the battle by the blank look in his eyes. You would imagine he’d still be animatedly ranting and complaining if he wasn't so tired. The scowl on Ace’s face turns to his classic mischievous grin as he looks over at Deuce.

Before you could even tell of Ace, he leans over and grabs Deuce’s face, shaking it. “Wakey, wakey! Wakey wakey it’s time for school!” “UWAH?!” Deuce shot out, making Ace laugh as much as he could before holding his bruised ribs in pain. “Is it really time for school?!” Deuce wheezed from his own bruises, “We’re going to be late!” The blue-haired man shot up, kicking off the blanket on him weakly.

Before Deuce could even leave the bed you grabbed his wrist and pulled him back to bed. “Ace was just messing with you, the bastard—” “Hey!” You smirked, ignoring him, “You can sleep in Deuce, you’re fine.” Deuce rubs his eyes, smudging his spade makeup further and getting some of it onto his fingers, “Is it?” He asked bewildered, no doubt still half-asleep. Deuce allows you to pull him back in for cuddles, making Ace let out a scandalized noise.

“Hey! Let me in!” Ace whined, pulling your side so you are forced flat on your back. He snakes his arms around you and holds onto Deuce roughly, yet lovingly as he usually does. Drifting off back to sleep, you melt into the lazy embraces of your lovers.

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“Does it hurt?” Deuce asks, blinking a few times. His calloused yet gentle fingers run along your arms, tracing your blackened veins. “I’m fine, really, just… sore…” You let out a pained hiss as you push yourself to sit up. Ace sputters for a moment as the sounds of popping joints fill his ears. “Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?!”

Ace huffs and Deuce stares dumbfoundead at you, as if you just proved the answer to his question wrong. Suddenly before the two could scold and worry over you, your stomach lets out a groan. “Ugh, I’m starving…” You hold your stomach in pain, stomach punishing you for not eating since yesterday.

Deuce looked over at you, his wide eyes turned to those filled with determination. How cute he looked when he was focused. “Then I will cook for us, prefect!” Deuce announced happily, referring to you with such respect as he did when you first met, an adorable grin on his face. “I’ll join you.” You push yourself up, just for a searing pain to rush through your body. Your body refused to work with you as a dull sensation erupts from your back.

“Gnh!” You let out another hiss and collapse back onto your moth-bitten mattress, wincing in pain. “Yuu!” “Are you alright?” You couldn’t tell who was who as  you slip your hands under your shirt to rub soothing circles onto you back where Vil struck you. “I-I’ll be okay. I guess my body still needs time to heal…” You whine and close your eyes. Silence hangs in the roo as the two boys look at eachother then to you.

“Stay here, Yuu. I’ll help Loosey-Deucy here make breakfast. Maybe I’ll bring you some if I feel like it.” Ace teases to lighten the mood causeing Deuce to nudge the read-head roughly. “Okay fine, Ill bring you breakfast because I am such a great boyfriend.” Ugh, did Crowley possess him or something. You would hsve happily quipped if you weren’t so tired. You close your heavy eyes and drift off to sleep as the other two bicker, stepping out of the room.

****

The spade and the heart soldiers trekked carefully along the creaky wooden floors of ramshackle, floorboards threatening to leave splinters in their socks as they continued to step through the hallway to the stairs. Perhaps it was because they both are still exhausted, but no words were spoken as they lean against each other affectionately as they walked, letting the noisy floors speak for them.

Descending down the cracked and dusty wooden stairs, and into the cobweb infested room they took a good look around the place now that no one else was there. Ace never realized just how bare it was until now. The rooms were devoid of any personality with only a few random items left strewn about in an attempt to liven the place up. Even then it was most of Grim’s messiness that was responsible for it. You didn't have much to call your own. He needs to start stepping up and giving you more things.

Deuce continues to make his way to the kitchen, noting your shoes that sat by teh door and your jacket that hung up. Turning to the door next to him and opening it, he let out a cough at the amount of dust that came out. Didn’t Yuu just clean it the day of the blot? The tought dies on his tongue as Ace let out a cough as well. Turning his head to face him he looks at Ace, whose makeup was still smudged

A slight smirk rose to Deuce’s lips. “What?” Ace asks annoyedly. “You’re handsome is all,” Deuce replies wryly, making Ace’s face light up a rosy red. “Ha… Hah?” The red-head gapes, stupefied before looking away, trying to hang onto his pride. “What’re you going on about?” “What am I not allowed to compliement my boyfriend?” Deuces smirk widens to smug expression. “Even with his smudged makeup.”

Ace covers his eyes for a moment, feeling the ruined heart on eye as Deuce chuckles. Defensively, Ace tenses up, “You’re spade is smudged too!” “Its is?” Deuce’s smirk drops as he feels his face and notices the blank ink on his hands. The two stared at each other, both faces slightly pink. Usually, the two would have fought and teased ech other, hell they do it any given moment they have, yet they just stare at each other for a moment, before cracking up gently in quiet laughter.

It was quite hard to not be grateful for each other after a rough fight, Deuce and Yuu may have admitted how worried they were for each other, but Ace was still in shock at the events of yesterday. He will happily cherish each moment he has with his partners today, even if it means he comes off sappy… which he isn't!

****

In the dilapted kitchen sat stove as ancient as the school. The old-fashioned and rather gross-looking refrigerator was in working order, suprisingly. The rusted sink had both clean and heated water since you’ve complained enough about it to Crowley. The countertops weren’t entirely dusty for once, and the cabinets were mostly bare; only enough cutlery and plates enough for a few people were stored away.

Opening the heavy door to the fridge, Deuce looked inside. It was sad how barren the inside was, a small carton of eggs, a small half-gallon of milk, a few cans of tuna, and a handful of foraged vegetables and berries. At least Yuu was given some spices recently from Kalim…

Ace let out a low whistle at the sight. “Eggs it is then…” Ace opened a few other cabinets and pulled out an old beat up metal pan. He handed it to Deuce who immediately got to work with the stove-top. Heating up the pan, Deuce cracked a few eggs into a bowl and beat them with one of the very few pairs of chopsticks stored away. Adding some basic salt and pepper, along with a dash of milk. After mixing it he knew the mixture was ready.

Just as Deuce was about to pour the omelet, Ace’s hands suddenly ghosted his sides.“H-hey! Ace!” Deuce squeaked much to his embarrassment, making some of the eggs spill out onto the pan. “I'm trying to cook!” He pouted, trying to act serious to mask his surprise. Ace just smirked and gave a small chuckle, resting his head on Deuce’s Shoulder. “I'm not stopping you~” he replied in a shit-eating tone

Deuce huffed, and poured the rest of mixture into the pan lifting his arms to allow Deuce to hold onto his waist. The read heads cheek pressed against Deuces, watching closely at Deuce’s focused expression as the male twists the omelet on his chopsticks for a tornado effect. 

With a sly grin, Ace’s fingers shot up towards his sides, in an attempt to tickle him that that was cut short by Deuce grabbing his wrist, “eh?” Deuce shot a half hearted glare. “My ribs are bruised, stupid. And come on, we need to have breakfast.”

Ace forgot. It was impossible to tease Deuce when he was so deadset on something, especially his precious eggs,

****

“Yuu… Hey Yuu…"

“Sheesh are they still asleep?” 

Huh? You stretched out groggily and wiped your eyes before opening them. “Finally!” Ace huffed. “Breakfast is ready… How’s your back by the way?” Propping yourself up on some pillows with less pain. you guided the plate from Deuce's hand to your lap. “I’ve been better.” You chuckle before wincing at the sharp pain that coursed through you.

Ace and Deuce both join you in the bed with their own plates and chopsticks. They forgot how hungry they were from last night, the adrenaline must have had a toll on them, the transition from a fight to a performance was no joke. It was a pleasant silence you all sat in, an intimate sort of moment. How did these two dweebs get too close to you you wonder as you watch Ace attempt to steal soke bites Deuces food.

“This is better than any beach date we could have planned.” You smiled as the two looked over at you, confused. “Then again, any moment with you both is more than enough.” “Eh what’s with all this sappy stuff, Yuu?” “Oh nothing I just love you both is all” “Yuu…” Deuce trailed off dreamily, blush creeping to his face,’

Ace took this as an opportunity to  successfully steal a bite from Deuces plate. “Hah, you're too cheeky…” Ace teased before turning his head away so neither of you could see his reddening face, “But I guess this is a really good date…”

You chuckle, and put your plate to the side admiring the view of your lovers finishing their meals quickly so they can join you and cuddle. There truly was a silver lining to that stupid camp after all.

[mochinomnoms]

This is a very specific thing I said to my friends so if they follow your blog then they would know who I am but the whole thing of buy one get two free deal came from something that is common in my country where in local bazaars they sell these showering kits that came with shampoo, conditioner and a bottle of liquid soap my mind clearly infected with twst could only think about the octotrio being one of these packages Azul is the soap, and the twins are the shampoo and conditioner and the three of the products are wrapped with tape so you are forced to get the three which is oddly cute to me but onto the main thing!

Came up with another octotrio polycule idea since yuu represents a shrimp in Floyd's weird lenses of seeing the world sometimes if done intentionally or not you tend to clean up the twins or patch them up even fixing up their (poorly put on) uniform Jade got dirt in his face when he was in a mountain trip? Come here you careless eel and wipe out the dirt then you can talk about your new findings BUT WASH YOUR HANDS FIRST

Floyd decided to do parkour or maybe he just dumped a whole smoothie on himself because he was hot and used the drink to cool off and there you go, disinfect the wounds or scratches and putting silly cute band-aids (one time he got mad that his favorite design was out and you placed a mushroom design band aid since he still needed one, remind yourself to go stack up with the band-aids before Jade goes and sniffles about his dear brother using his favorite band-aids)

I am thinking that since the twins are a bit much more affectionate or aren't as busy as Azul is, you are doing one of your "Nurse/cleaner shirmp" (Floyd gave them the name) on one of the tweels and you guys were in Azul's office so he sighs trying to get attention he wishes that he also got his own nurse/cleaner shirmp affections if he doesn't say it out loud he can and will break his pen/ink flask and oh no! His gloves are completely ruined!! Clearly coaxing you into helping him with the mess or when he does voice his wishes about it when you two/three are present the tweels are quick to tease him about it "I thought that octopuses didn't go to cleaner shrimp stations?" or "Would you be able to provide protection in exchange? I thought that octopuses weren't predators" Okay that was rude, it is on. Of course that he can protect the shrimpy and if octopuses didn't go to cleaner shirmp stations then he would change that! Overall silliness and sweetness (They are having a discussion about planning to surprise you with a visit to the coral sea and going to visit their parents!!) they might turn almost anything into a friendly/loving competition and you are trapped in them but they are still so sweet and caring for you and each other 10/10 definitely a unique dynamic but awesome either way

(the same anon forcing their brain to fabricate more octotrio polycule ideas)

I think Floyd takes the most delight in seeing you care for them like an actual shrimp. He thinks it's endearing and will definitely make efforts to get dirty or mildly hurt so that you'll attend to him.

The other two have their own nicknames for you: Jade calls you and Azul My Pearl/Darling while Azul calls you Angelfish and the twins Dear(s).

It's Azul's way of showing affection, as he is quite reserved with his affections, at least until you're all in private. He does envy the liberal affections that the twins have with you, Floyd in particular doesn't care much about what others think, and Jade generally is more reserved than his brother, but will still give you chaste kisses when saying hello/goodbye. Azul, at most, will hold hands and maybe tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ears, something he often does during quiet moments.

It may be silly, but he gets a little jealous at seeing y'all share PDA when he's still getting used to the new dynamic. So he's coaxing you to come help him clean up! Look at his hands, they're absolutely stained with ink! Won't you please help him clean up Angelfish? 🥺

It backfires as the twins also take the opportunity to “care” for Azul. Instead of letting you fuss over him quickly, they decide that this is a sign that he's much too tired to continue working, look at the mess he made! It's time to close his office early and cuddle pile in his bedroom!! Jade's making the extra effort to run a bath in the absurdly large tub in Azul's private bathroom, while Floyd is running around collecting pillows and blankets to make a nest/fort. You do your do diligence and help Jade tend to him, causing him to get more and more flustered.

The night ends with the twins teasing the silly little octopus for wanting some tending from the shrimp. They're complaining that he never asks for affection like that from them!!! Eels can be gentle too, we promise Azul~

[demon-lover-669]

Ace: *watching out the window*

Y/n: you aren’t going out. Riddle said you aren’t allowed to after he caught you humping Deuce…

Ace: *grumbles and keeps watching*

Y/n: stop looking outside you aren’t allowed out there because you tried to fuck deuce after spending to much time in SavannaClaw!

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Rook x Reader x Yandere Malleus

I’m mostly joking…

I mean you can’t have two conductors in a lightning storm and not expect to get electrocuted

Rook is the ultimately obsessed stalker and Malleus is the possessive powerhouse

It really shouldn’t work at all 

But if all the dominoes are in place it just becomes a perfect storm

Malleus knows good and well that the hunter has an intense interest in you

He smells him around Ramshackle when you have no recollection of inviting the vice-warden

He senses his presence when you and he are alone

And when he gets more intimate with you he knows Rook’s watching

For some reason, it doesn’t bother him 

He gets a rush knowing he’s showing just how much he owns you

He thinks that’ll scare him off 

On top of that, he is quite a powerful fae so any sane human wouldn’t want to tussle with him

Right? 

“Roi du dragon! How are you monsieur!” 

What idiot lied and said Rook was sane?!

Well it's easy to say Rook isn’t quite like most humans

He's a really gutsy

its only natural for a hunter to be so

Malleus will come to learn this

As he's suddenly seeking the hunter out more often 

He finds poetry in the places he frequents

And arrows that shoot near him with long-winded letters about how wonderful you and he are together naked

He’s amused 

And enjoying Rook’s engaging behavior

“Oh? Would you like for me to delve into the differences between grotesques and gargoyles?”

“Oui oui.”

He bonds with Rook over you easily 

Both gushing in old English about how lovely you are 

Eventually, Malleus looks to Rook for guidance

As he is more in tune with other students right?

That's why he has so many friends targets right?

“If you truly wish to court (Y/n) you should join me in watching them sleep!”

“But they refused when I asked! How did you do that?”

“There's no need to ask, that way you don’t impede on their sound sleeping.”

“I see, thank you!” 

Even worse Malleus is naturally possessive and greedy

tis the instincts of a dragon

“Lilia…what if I’m fond of two humans? Can I still have them both?”

“Of course!! And hey since Rook’s a hunter, I’m sure he’d love a good hunt.”

“I agree. Thank you!”

He’ll do just that and suddenly Rook is on the run

Happily hunting one another until he buckles at the sheer will Malleus has

Waiting until he’s pinned underneath the horned Prince of Thorns and looking into the excited glowing emerald eyes that he concedes

Now all that’s left is you

And since you keep running from them both; maybe you want to be hunted too

[lost-lila]

I love your work I was wondering if you could do domestic head cannons for poly dorm leaders. Like meeting each other families. The case of last names, some are royalty or their last names are important. How would marriage be, any kids and all that. Sorry if its a lot. Thanks 😊

I know that I've got a similar request to this somewhere in my request box, so this will probably be two parts.

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• It goes without saying that after the relationship became official, there were a lot of families to meet. Some of the boys were more hesitant about introducing everyone while others couldn't wait. Kalim belonged to the latter, immediately writing his father (after asking everyone of course) and sharing his excitement.

• Azul, Malleus, Idia and Vil were probably next, though it took some time for them to think about it. Still, all three of them have a good relationship with their families. And yes, Malleus told Lilia first. Ortho was also excited.

• As for Riddle and Leona, I don't think they would tell their family at all, at least not without a lot of convincing. Riddle fears the reaction of his mom to such an "imperfection" and Leona doubts that revealing his unusual relationship would improve his reputation.

• When it came to the discussion of last names, there was pure chaos with no one wanting to give up their name. Kalim suggested hyphenating everyones names, but was shot down quickly for obvious reasons. In the end, everyone would either keep their name or come up with a new one together.

• There was another fight when the time came to propose. Everybody wanted to be first, yet it was also kind of difficult to propose to so many people at once. Finally, you managed to get everyone together to take a break from the dilemma and relax, only for you to pull a fast one on them and propose yourself (they were torn between hugging you and letting you sleep on the couch for that stunt)

• Finally, the topic of kids. There would have to be a lengthy discussion first on whether everyone even wanted children or not. No one should be forced to be a parent if they didn't want to, so the goal was unanimous decision. If someone in the group didn't want to be a parent, you decided to leave it at that (Idia would probably ask for a cat at some point though). If everyone was on board with the idea, I can see you adopting multiple kids together, making sure to split the responsibilities between you.

[cvlutos]

"NOTHING GOOD HAPPENS AFTER DARK"

RIDDLE R. v LEONA K. [MALE!READER]

ALICE IN WONDERLAND x RED RIDING HOOD [CROSSOVER]

WARNINGS: DARK CONTENT | YANDERE | VIOLENCE | PREDATOR n’ PREY | HUNTING | BLOOD | SUGGESTIVE | IMPLIED MURDER | PERSECTIVE JUMPS | SPECIES DISCRIMINATION | ETC | BE CAUTIOUS, BELOVED

T.MANOR: TRYING A NEW LAYOUT AND WRITING STYLE. ALSO, THIS IS PRETTY MESSY WRITING SO BE AWARE

| PART TWO |

| FEM!VER | GN!VER |

EVERY Tuesday, exactly at noon, does the stone clock tower chime. Without delay, you hear the sound of trumpets, the marching of hooves, as the golden gates of the palace open. Wide and big, as the card soldiers, in perfect position, march upon horses of black and white, wearing that of red with swords attached to their hips and spears within their hands. Preparing for the Queen’s weekly hunt. The crowd cheers, waves banners, as they yell sayings of good luck.

The cobblestone path is tight, crowded with people, big and small, infants to the elderly, all in hopes of seeing the benevolent Queen off. Even if this same celebration will happen next week as well. In seeing him in all his grandeur. Something you’d “sadly” miss, with your woven basket tight in hand, warm and heavy from the fresh baked delights, all from the Clover bakery. You shimmy through the tight crowd, moving in the opposite direction and were, quite frankly, in the way, even as you walk along the side house and store walls. You mummer ‘excuse me’ and apologize as you go, giving sheepish grins to those who spared you a glance.

You would rather be at home, yet you promised your mother you would go. You promised to go to the bakery, to buy your grandmother’s favorite treats and sweets and deliver them to her. She lives just outside the town and in the center of the thick woods, just on the other side in a small cottage in the middle of the northern woods. A journey you’ve made countless times, and on less crowded days. Yet today, your mother was extra worried, extra concerned for your grandmother’s well being. Even if you promised, you’d go first thing in the morning tomorrow. Yet she forced you anyway. Well, guilt-tripped you into going.

‘What if she’s already dead? Hm? What would you do then?’

Return home? Tell the authorities? Cry? Yet the look on her face told you she didn’t want any back talk, so you gave in and left.

You forced yourself further down the path, spotting the familiar opening that you’ve always taken. The town you live in is surrounded by a large stone wall. Tall and thick, with only one way out of the village, and one way in. Yet this impenetrable wall has a hole, fairly big, that anyone could fit their largest ox. So you had no trouble merely crawling or walking through. The alley that led to your secret path was uncrowded, as if waiting for you and you alone.

You shimmy forward, pushing past local residents. Some allowed room for you, having noticed you, others merely rolled their eyes. You pop your head past the road barricade, searching the long stone road. The card soldiers were far. Far away to where you could make it without interrupting them, or them even noticing you. You step over the thick string, glancing one more time, before you make haste. Darting onto the clear, wide road. Ignoring shouts and gasps as you make your way to the alley. Stopping to catch your breath, you turn around. Some of the crowd are merely laughing you off, others completely ignoring, some glared at you disappointedly, yet none made a move to call the guards on you. Your eyes scan the road. You hadn’t dropped anything, and if you did, you’re sure no one would even notice.

Slightly proud of yourself, you continue on, moving past the eccentric alley system, moving quickly past houses and shops, jogging towards the large wall.

You’d be fine.

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“HALT.”

The crowd becomes silent, and everything pauses. A send off has never once stopped. The Red Queen, golden crown glinting in the sun, his hand raised high. His horse stands still, the same confident and demanding energy as his owner, bows his head, as the Queen flows off the saddle. Heels clicking against the stone road. He walks forward, taking exactly five precise steps, before crouching, leather gloved fingers swiping along the stone. How he saw just a small thing, no one will ever know. The squished remains of strawberry cream cheese tart, a small delight. He rubs the cream between his fingers before rising just as quickly, holding out his hand for a napkin. It appears within a second. He turns on his heel, glaring eyes scouring the crowd, before landing on an older man.

“You! Who ran across here!?”

“Uh! I have no clue, your—your majesty.” He gives an embarrassed, clumsy bow, keeping his eyes glued to the ground. “Then you tell me?” The Queen looks at another, a young woman, who automatically stiffens her posture, face paling.

“A-a man! A young man. With—with a wooden basket and red cape.” The crowd nods along eagerly.

“In which direction?”

Multiple hands point towards the alley, all in fear to face the Queen’s wrath. With a single snap, five card soldiers appear by his side. “Search for the one with a red hood. Such disrespect shall not be tolerated.” There’s a chorus of ‘yes! your majesty.’ Yet not a soul moving til the Queen re-asummed his position upon his horse. “We will resume! While in search of this Red Hood!” His voice is thunderous, and as if nothing happened, everything returns to normal.

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The leaves crunch beneath your feet. As you continue your long trek, the path is winding and bumpy, covered in wild leaves and branches, the cobblestone hidden beneath the foliage. The basket sways within your hand as you walk and wander along the familiar path. The cool breeze flutters your crimson cloak, and you pull the hood to cover your head and protect your ears. Wishing to have worn pants instead of trying to be cute with your red shorts and white knee-length socks.

The Queendom is never cold, unless the Queen desires cold weather.

It always remains at the perfect temperature, always a warm summer breeze and a perfect summer day. And as you venture deeper into the woods and further away from the Queendom, the cobblestone path slowly crumbles and slowly turns to dirt. You stop at the threshold, glancing behind you. Something about today seems different.

You hope it’ll be a good day.

You venture into the woods.

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“Ruggie. I’m heading out. Ill be back.”

He lets out a low yawn, stretching his muscles as he walked towards the cave entrance, not giving Ruggie, his right hand, a chance to respond, leaving the hyena beastman to do whatever it is he’s doing. He pushes past the thick vines of the cave, leaving the warmth of the cave and giving a shallow nod to a young wolf beastman who currently was guarding the large camp, with the others like him. “Ill be back before dawn.”

“It’s noon? And the Queen and his guard is hunting today. Far from us, but still. Are you sur—” The lazy king gives a short wave, swatting away the beastman’s concerns, stifling another yawn, leisurely wiping tired tears from his eyes, while the wolf opened his mouth to speak.

“Jack!” The duo looks towards the urgent voices. Two young beastmen, a young tiger and an older bear, both you jogged frantically, seemingly having to run across the majority of the temporary camp. They slow to a stop, giving a quick bow to their pride leader before turning to Jack.

“The Queen’s Knights. Theres five of them! Theyre asking for you presence!”

“Of course. I’m on my way. Leona.” Jack turns to their sleepy leader, only to find the place where he stood empty. He’s brows furrow, before quickly giving up and motioning for the two to lead the way.

The Queendom of Roses and the Pride of Kingscholar. While the Queen occupies the Northern woods, the Kingscholar current occupies the East portion. Over months of arguments and fights, the Kingscholar Pride has been slowly forced to the outskirts and south, while the Queendom slowly takes over the North and East.

Jack and the two beastmen run side by side, running towards the end of the camp, coming across the five poised card guards. They all sit on white pristine horses, not moving an ounce as Jack slows and straightens out his white button-up shirt. “Where is Leona Kingscholar? We shall only speak to one of authority.” The voice is muffled by his thick metal helmet, clasping to his reins and swords.

“He’s away. What you need can be spoken back to him.” Jack crosses his arm, keeping a scowl upon his lips as the knight scoffs.

“I shouldn’t expect more from your kind,” Jack clicks his tongue but doesn’t speak, letting the knight continue, “There’s a human boy in red. He has ruined the Queen’s sendoff and thus must receive punishment. If you find him, you know best to hand him over immediately.”

“I have no such obligations.”

“Right—” You can hear the confidence in his voice, as he shifts the reins, getting ready to move, “It’s only best to consume your meat fresh. I hope you don’t get red fabric between your fangs, wolf.”Jack gives a low growl as the horse becomes spooked, rushing over, earning a yelp from the knight and gasps from the other silent four. They watch the group ride off into the forest, before letting out a huff.

“Jack. What should we do?”

The tiger beastman speaks first, which earns a thoughtful sigh from the wolf beastman. “Nothing. I’m sure Leona will find the boy before we do. Continue as you were.” Jack turns on his heels, rolling his shoulders as both boys shout and eager ‘yes’. This camp is only temporary until they reach the eastern mountain’s summit, and beyond that will be the savannas once you cross the mountains. Something Leona has been avoiding for the longest time.

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The farther you walk, the darker the woods get. Yet the twisting and winding path doesn’t lead you astray, a path in which you’re acquainted with. And as the trees grow closer and the leaves block the sun, it feels colder, as luminescent mushrooms and flowers that grow alongside the path glow in hints of blue and yellows, give you little light, while pollen that glows a soft purple flutters through the air. It’s absolutely enchanting, with towering thick trees and small sections which sunlight peeks through, highlighting the vibrant green plants and bushes. You hum softly, playing different games as you walk, occasionally eating one of your grandmother’s snacks.

“Youre quite far.”

You screech, nearly jumping out of your skin at the new presence of a voice. You look around and see no one. Your heart pounds against your ribcage. After a few moments, you left out a huff, slowly calming yourself.

“Especially during the Tyrant’s Hunt,” There’s a low chuckle that sends shudders down your spine and you look around frantically, “He might very well mistake you for a deer.” A rock zooms past your head, barely missing you and striking the tree behind you. Your body stiffens.

“Can you not speak?” It’s taunting and drawn out and you shiver as if ghost hands caress your body.

“What do you want—?”

“Now that is the question,” The voice lets out a low hum, and you hear the shuffling of plants, “I am quite hungry.”

You get a horrible feeling, and nearly trip, as something, or a someone, bolts through the thicket. A lion beastman. Before you can react, nails digging into your shoulders, and the new weight forces you to fall back, and momentum pushes you and him to roll over yourselves. Until you’re once again on your back, with the air from your lungs. Your eyes fly open, staring into amused deep emerald green eyes. You wince at the feelings of nails digging into your shoulders, close to breaking your skin and making you bleed, but he doesn’t. Only giving you the sensation of nails breaking skin. Your heels dig into the earth as you desperately try to regain your breath.

“Oh… Dont look like that. You act like I’m going to eat you. Well,” His hands move from your shoulders, letting you crawl backwards and away as he rested on the balls of his feet, forearms resting on his thighs as he tilts his head to the side. Eyes trailing you up and down, staring at the expansion of your bare thighs and legs, a low whistle slipping past his lips. “I might. In a more human way.” A shiver rolls down your spine as you use your cape to cover your legs. He visibly looks displeased as he looks at your face.

“Little Red Riding Hood on the run from the Queen.” He hums and youre eyes widen as you stagger to your feet.

“What? I didn’t do anything?!”

“Doesn’t seem that way,” his tail flicks lazily, his finger drawing in the dirt in clear boredom, “you somehow made the little tyrant mad.” He stands and you step away, he makes no move toward you. Green eyes gazing around the forest before stopping and landing on the path, in the direction in which you came. You follow his gaze and when you look back, the lion beastman is extremely close, his nose brushing against yours. You jump away and he rests a hand on his hips, while the other holds out your forgotten basket.

“I would get going little red. Unless you want to be headless.”

You take your basket and glanced the path, you could hear the pounding of hooves. You grimace before turning around, sharing one more glance at the beastman before darting down the path, back onto the road to grandmother’s house.

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There’s six. Six horses, five knights, one tyrant.

Shoving his hands into his pockets, kicking up dirt and letting out a yawn, he was pretty hungry. Maybe you’d and your grandmother might make a good snack after he’s done here. He counts the seconds before the Tyrant comes into view, an ever-permanent scowl upon his youthful face. He’s pristine and upon seeing Leona, he ordered his soldiers to stop and with ease slides off his horse and marches 10 steps before glaring at the Lion Beastman.

“Queen’s rules dictate that youre not allowed within the northern forest on Tuesday afternoons. In all honesty, I should send you and your pride further east for such disrespect of the Queens’s rules.” His words are venomous, speaking precisely that has his knights flinching even if the words weren’t for them.

“It’s Tuesday? I had no idea. Oops.” Using his pinky finger, he cleans out his ear with a bored expression, earning a harder glare as the Queen struggles to remain calm.

“No matter. Do what you want. I have more pressing matters.” He holds out his hand, and immediately, a parchment scroll is placed within his hands. The Queendom of Roses has always been the most efficient and quick. Undoing the rolled parchment and holding up the paper, your face was drawn most beautifully, a perfect reflection almost.

“Pretty isn’t he.” Leona furrows his brows, watching the Tyrant marvel at the photo, his nose scrunches in disgust.

“What are you on, Riddle?” Gasps and quick inhales come from the knights, yet the Queen doesn’t seem to mind, only few can call him by his name.

“If you must know. He disturbed my send off, and I assumed he was some ruffian. But to now see a drawing of him. He is quite cute and I am in need of a King,” He tilts her head with a gleeful grin, that seemed misplaced and lovesick, “Though I will have to break him in, make him more obedient. But I’m sure it’ll be worth it.”

“You truly are sick.” Riddle face morphs from love-struck to angry, rolling up the parchment delicately, before clearing his throat.

“I suggest you go. Unless—” A arrow shoots past Riddle’s head and grazes the fullness of Leona’s cheek before striking the tree behind him. Green eyes widen a mere fraction, and the tyrant beholds the tiniest smile. The card soldiers werent mere decoration, yet they arent that smart either. One of them must be a skilled huntsman.

“You know what I am capable of. I hate to have to make you my target instead.”

The leader of his pride rolls his shoulders lazily, with his thumb wiping away the blood on his cheek. “Absolutely. Id hate to make you angry. Know if you’ll excuse me, this lion is quite hungry.” And without another word, the lion stalks into the unknown of the woods.

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The path to grandmother��s house seems a lot longer than it usually does. Usually you’d be at her tiny cottage within an hour or two, yet it feels like days since you entered the woods and encountered the lion beastman. As if the forest was alive, living, breathing. As if the path beneath you were snakes whose bodies twisted and turned, knocking you off your feet.

You land with a hard thud, shaking your head. The forest is darker than before. How long has it been? You know the path and you know it well yet; you search your surroundings lazily, feeling as if you were submerged in thick oil, and the word seemed muffled. You spot vibrant red mushrooms that seemed to inflate before releasing a thick white gas. Hallucinations. They’re carnivorous mushrooms, but they’re never active during the day, nor on the path. Theyre new. As if purposely planted, but that’s ridiculous.

And it couldn’t possibly be night.

No.

You struggle to your feet, gripping the basket and meandering.

Walking.

Walking.

Walking.

Walking.

Walking.

Walking.

Walking.

Until a beacon.

Off to the side of the path, nestled in between two large trees, if you walked further down the path you’ll come across the small cottage village, with her golden porch light, was your grandmother’s house. With her stone walls and wooden roof were covered in moss and mushrooms, while her red painted door was visible. You pick up your pace, stumbling occasionally as you reach her rickety wooden porch, a wide grin upon your lips as you knock on the old door.

“Grandma!” You call through the wood, yet no reply. You grab the gold doorknob, turning it and slowly pushing the door inside, letting yourself in.

It’s the same as you remember, with the fireplace on, with fresh logs. There was no collection of dust, and the couch looked recently sat on. Her throw blanket and decor pillows were out of place. You close the door behind you, slipping off your shoes, and placed the basket on the dining room table. While undoing the strings of your cape and calling out to your grandma. You move deeper into her home, before reaching her bedroom. You knock.

“Oh, darling! I’m feeling quite sick, but come in. Come in.” Her voice sounds the same, and your tense shoulders drop, as a smile spreads across your face as you open the door. Only to find her bed empty and made, with the window wide open. You step further into the room, looking around, before you hear a soft click and you spin around, only to find the lion beastman from before. He isn’t looking at you, but instead squeezing a small bird.

“Mimic birds are quite useful. Able to mimic to the voice of anyone and anything once they hear it.” He releases the bird, and it frantically flies out the window. You step back. “You—My grandma!” You suck in a panicked breath and the man only shrugs. Striding his way towards you, his hand moving faster than you could comprehend to grab your face and squeeze your cheeks.

“What do you think—” His free arm slides around your waist and forces your close, you try to push him away, “I did. Maybe I ate her. Gobbled her up like a big bad wolf,” He faux pouts before clicking his tongue and rolling his eyes in personal annoyance, “Or lion, that fits better doesn’t it.” He shakes your head aggressively, speaking like a mother would to a child when they’re fussy,

“Maybe ill eat you up. Wouldn’t you just like that—” He lets you break away with a laugh, watching your glare, and he tilts his head and eyes moving out the window.

You can hear horses.

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