#twst first years x male reader

[mermaidfanficlibrary]

Hey! Can I request the Twisted Wonderland first years with a male s/o that is Malleus Draconia’s little brother? Similarly to Malleus, he's just a goofy little guy who’s unused to affection because everyone is constantly too afraid of him even to look the poor guy in the eyes. Sorry if this is odd lmao. I think that it would be adorable, especially with Sebek.

Dating Malleus' Brother Headcannons | Twst First Years x Male Reader

Characters: Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Jack Howl, Epel Felmeir, Sebek Zigvolt

Summary: Being adopted into the Draconia family gave you an odd reputation amongst NRC. Reader is male. House isn't specified either!

Warnings: Just pure fluff

A/n: Sorry this is so late! I have been so busy with school and my twst fic! Also sorry if it feels repetitive. I just feel like they would all sort of React the same way? If that makes sense

ACE TRAPPOLA

: ̗̀➛ When you first met Ace, he was so oblivious of the fact that you were Mallues' younger brother

: ̗̀➛ It took him a while to figure out on his own and even then it was still hard to believe

: ̗̀➛ Once he invited you to Heartslabyul and Riddle was the one to point it out

He thought Riddle was joking, but when you confirmed this he felt so embarrassed

When he found out, it barely fazed him, but boy was he scared of your older brother

That fear was short though, and he went about his day with you doing whatever you both planned on doing

It made you feel accepted for once since everyone seemed to be walking on eggshells around you

: ̗̀➛ Ace treats you like a normal person and is stuck to your side no matter what

: ̗̀➛ Will show others that you're not scary despite your family roots

: ̗̀➛ Does get a bit cocky around other first years though when he mentions your name

: ̗̀➛ Will fight for your honor. No seriously, if someone starts disrespecting you or anything he starts passive aggressively commenting on how The Malleus Draconia would respond

: ̗̀➛ If that doesn't work, then Ace resorts to fits

: ̗̀➛ But it's rare this happens because no one would have the gall to give you any disrespect

: ̗̀➛ Being with Ace means being around Deuce a lot of the time

: ̗̀➛ Riddle does remind Ace that he still needs to respect you, and he does, he just pushes boundaries a little

: ̗̀➛ Nothing major, but he does joke with you and harmless quips

: ̗̀➛ You both just joke with each other a lot of the time and playfully insult each other

: ̗̀➛ Ace also cherishes you, and it's nice because you seem to be overlooked by everyone because of your brother

: ̗̀➛ Sure, people fear you because you're Malleus' brother, but it also brings a lot of responsibility or being compared to him

: ̗̀➛ Ace never does that, though, he just sees you for you and no one else

: ̗̀➛ All in all, Ace just treats you like a normal person and as a normal boyfriend!

DEUCE SPADE

: ̗̀➛ Deuce is another obvious idiot when it comes to who you are and who your family is

: ̗̀➛ Does pick up on it a lot quicker than Ace however because he noticed how students seemed to treat you

: ̗̀➛ Deuce found out you were Malleus' little brother when you two were hanging out and the surrounding students were whispering about you

: ̗̀➛ Deuce felt like an idiot for not realizing and apologized so many times, going as far as to pay you back somehow, though he didn't need too

: ̗̀➛ Deuce treats you with so much respect! But not because of your roots, that's only a minor reason, but because you're his boyfriend

: ̗̀➛ He promised himself whenever he had a significant other, he would love them and keep them safe

: ̗̀➛ Would get in a fight for you, but that's the last resort if words don't work first. He would be very diplomatic about it.

: ̗̀➛ He is so shy when it comes to seeing how others react when you two are together, it takes a while for him to have confidence in being your boyfriend

: ̗̀➛ When Deuce does bring you to his dorm to hang out or study, his dorm mates seemed so shocked.

: ̗̀➛ Deuce does warn Ace that if he does push your boundaries then Deuce would punch him or something like that

: ̗̀➛ He is very big on respecting you and making sure you're okay with things such as simple romantic affection, he just doesn't want to overwhelm you

: ̗̀➛ Does get a bit anxious when he thinks deeply about you being Malleus' brother, but when he notices those thoughts, he just talks to you about them

: ̗̀➛ This man just wants to cherish you like any boyfriend would

: ̗̀➛ Rants about you to his mom and Ace, sometimes to Trey or Cater, but usually the first two

: ̗̀➛ Doesn't brag about you to others, he doesn't see the need to, in all honesty. He's just content knowing he owns your heart and you own his

: ̗̀➛ Is very new to relationships, so takes things slow, and you don't mind! You sort of guide him on some things if you've had previous relationships before

: ̗̀➛ Does comfort you when you feel left out or looked over, and will give you all sorts of attention

: ̗̀➛ He sort of understands the expectations that are put on you and thinks that some are kind of ridiculous

: ̗̀➛ You both are very playful with each other, and there are so many inside jokes

: ̗̀➛ Will tease you sometimes but won't take it too far, also acknowledges when you tell him to stop

: ̗̀➛ Deuce is your knight and will love you unconditionally and forever because he loves you that much!

JACK HOWL

: ̗̀➛ Jack figured out that you were Malleus' brother pretty quickly, compared to Ace and Deuce

: ̗̀➛ It was only because Leona talked about you before when semi ranting about Malleus, and how his little brother was probably twice as annoying

: ̗̀➛ However, when Jack first met you, you weren't anything like Leona described you to be. He was surprised, to be honest

: ̗̀➛ You two hang out a lot, and it's usually during him either working out or studying together wherever you both feel like studying

: ̗̀➛ Jack will treat you to food a lot of the time, and you always insist on treating him back, but he won't really let you

: ̗̀➛ It's because he just wants to spoil you and would feel sort of guilty if you ever did. Both of you talk it out though and you two switch off on who pays for dates

: ̗̀➛ He never really asked you about your family routes because he didn't want to stress you out and also because he thought it was a big secret

: ̗̀➛ Jack is big on respect, so when you tell him who you are, he feels as though you trust him a lot. And you do, but you explain to him that it wasn't that big of a secret

: ̗̀➛ Was embarrassed about it, but you reassured him that his heart was in the right place. You thank him a lot for not pushing, even though it wasn't a secret of who you were

: ̗̀➛ Even before you met Jack, he never cared about social status in the first place

: ̗̀➛ He understands that you are sort of a big deal, but he reassures you that no matter what happens his view of you would never change

: ̗̀➛ He just adores you for you, and you appreciate him looking past the titles that society gave you

: ̗̀➛ Jack doesn't understand the way people treat you sometimes, granted his perspective of you is sort of based on bias

: ̗̀➛ Will listen to you rant whenever you get upset about being compared to your older brother or being held to high expectations

: ̗̀➛ He does help when you feel overwhelmed by your position as Malleus' brother

: ̗̀➛Doesn't understand why others would ever disrespect you or push you around. He does stick up for you, though.

: ̗̀➛ Does get a bit snarly when others treat you with disrespect. He sort of growls and shows his teeth as a threat

: ̗̀➛ Is not one for teasing, but he does compliment you a lot. Jack is just a genuine kind of guy, so he means everything he says to you

: ̗̀➛ You do tell jokes with each other though and sometimes his confusion on some things makes you giggle

: ̗̀➛ You do tease him sometimes because of his innocence and not understanding certain things

: ̗̀➛ Jack just gives you so much respect and protection from other people, he just loves you so much!

EPEL FELMIER

: ̗̀➛ Epel would not care at all, all he sees in you is a partner to love and who sees him how he wants to be seen

: ̗̀➛ Epel knew of your reputation from his classmates and common words spoken among the halls

: ̗̀➛ He often saw you alone, and in some secluded area, away from most of the students. He had asked his house warden, but Vil was too busy with who knows what to give a full answer

: ̗̀➛ So Epel decided to just go up to you himself and befriend you. From then on you two have been inseparable from each other

: ̗̀➛ Epel loves carving you with his apples, almost like a sculpture with a slab of the finest stone. Uses them as gifts and makes you a new one every time the other one rots

: ̗̀➛ When you hang out at Pomefiore with Epel, you two are usually left alone to do whatever you both wanted, though Rook does question you a lot and goes on and on about whatever beauty you hold

: ̗̀➛ Just melts when you compliment his home accent. He slips up sometimes but when you giggle and say you like it, Epel just feels more comfortable with you

: ̗̀➛ You stick up for Epel when Vil is being overbearing on him, and of course Vil really has no choice but to back off

: ̗̀➛ Epel does his best to take you out on extravagant dates, but you tell him that you're content with just simply hanging out and being with each other

: ̗̀➛ You both have gossip sessions about the other students and each other's dorm, It's something you two do to see if the dorms are similar at all and if there's anyway you can help the other

: ̗̀➛ Epel is sort of new on how to comfort people, but it really all depends on what's really upsetting you

: ̗̀➛ Epel completely understands the anxiety and sadness you feel when you get compared to your older brother or the expectations others have on you

: ̗̀➛ Its sort of something you both bond over because of his house wardens expectations that were put on him

: ̗̀➛ You are like emotional pillars for each other, grounding one another and just helping the other out when they aren't feeling to well

: ̗̀➛ Doesn't even resort to words or insults when someone insults you, all it takes is his two fists and one minute and the person is apologizing to you

: ̗̀➛ It's not an often occurrence though, and you usually try to hold Epel back when that said scenario does happen. He will just tell you that he could have handled it

: ̗̀➛ Epel thinks that everyone deserves a baseline of respect, and will show others when they aren't giving that to you. It's usually with his tone of voice or his facial expression

: ̗̀➛ Epel is basically one of the few people that doesn't think of you as scary, and he doesn't really try to convince other's you aren't. Not because he doesn't care about you, but because he thinks, and knows, that he can't change the way others think

: ̗̀➛ You will both tease each other relentlessly, seemingly as a competition on who has the better quip. But if either of you aren't feeling it then it's put to an end pretty quick

: ̗̀➛ Jokes are the exact same way, but they're more so used to lighten up the mood or help the other feel better because of a bad day

: ̗̀➛ Epel will fight for you, and you fight for him, It's how you both show your loyalty and love

SEBEK ZIGVOLY

: ̗̀➛ He already knew who you were, working with the royal family of Briar valley in the first place. But you deciding him as a boyfriend was so surprising to him

: ̗̀➛ He was dating you, Malleus' brother, and 2nd prince of Briar Valley like HUh!? Did he die and go to heaven???

: ̗̀➛ When he was younger, he would never admit this to you, but he had a major crush on you when he first met you

: ̗̀➛ Even being in a relationship, he will still protect you a lot, like he does with Malleus. However, it feels more important when he's protecting you

: ̗̀➛ Sebek adores when you smile at him and tell him he's doing a good job at what he's doing, just appreciating what he's doing in general

: ̗̀➛ He can't really help the way he treats you because of his job, and that's how he was taught

: ̗̀➛ It takes him a bit to adjust to just treating you like a normal partner and a lot of time for him to treat you like a boyfriend

: ̗̀➛ You both sort of take it slow, and you teach him all about relationships, at least the best you can

: ̗̀➛ It also takes a while for him to lighten up when you're around other people

: ̗̀➛ Sebek is always listening to what others are saying about you, just in case he needs to correct yell at them

: ̗̀➛ He also doesn't understand why you won't tell people off when they insult you or talk behind your back

: ̗̀➛ He tries to stand up for you though when someone has the audacity to talk back to you or tries to get away with making a rude comment about you

: ̗̀➛ Will drop Malleus' name a bunch, sort of using him as a threat because seemingly no one wants to be on the fae's bad side

: ̗̀➛ Sebek isn't the best at comforting you when you're sad or upset, but he certainly tries. Usually with a hug or some phrase Lilia had told him a while back that he tried very hard to remember

: ̗̀➛ He also seems to notice how most students seem to avoid you and it's another thing he doesn't understand, he sees you as something so great that everyone should want to be your friend

: ̗̀➛ Sebek doesn't really understand when you express your sadness and anxiety when you get compared to your brother and having higher expectations

: ̗̀➛ Doesn't really understand when or when you're teasing him or joking around with him

: ̗̀➛ He just gets lost in the tone you're trying to represent in your voice and decipher what it means

: ̗̀➛ He would never tease you at all, and it's mostly because he thinks it would be insulting you

: ̗̀➛ It takes a long time for him to actually understand your tone and what you're trying to tell him

: ̗̀➛ Sebek is just a sweetheart who doesn't know how to treat you in a relationship like the one you both have, and also doesn't understand a lot of the things you do but tries his best to learn

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[zendwrotes]

frists years with a boyfriend who is deaf and communicates mainly with sign language.

— First years with a deaf Reader !

⤷ a/n : first request :o . i will try not to disappoint y’all with my poorly writing skills ! requests are open now, come and suggest me your ideas. remember to read guildlines first. please correct me if i made any mistakes in the askbox.

★ characters : ace trappola｜deuce spade｜jack howl｜epel felmier｜sebek zigvolt

“ tags — male reader, signs language, twst, first years x m!reader, reader uses he/they pronouns (mainly he/him). . .

・warnings : fem aligned do not interact.

— at first, ace is kinda confused because you did the signs language to him. he doesn’t know that you’re deaf until crowley said it to him (and the others too.)

— ace did try to translate what are you saying to him through your signs language but he ended up searching it anyways.

— he asked you to show him your voice using the sign language because you can’t hear him speaking out loud obviously.

— yes, you did say to him in your voice. he said it was majestic by the way, and he’s still confusing why didn’t you use your voice to talk to people instead using the signs language as your main.

— however, ace still amazed that your signs language were so beautiful (he means your hands when you’re doing it), he loves the way you try to represent what you’re saying. it makes him chuckled a bit.

— even if he doesn’t understand, you’re still his boyfriend ! he can’t leave you alone by yourself. he loves you very much obviously and will learn the signs language with you as his teacher.

— deuce soon found out that you were doing the signs language all the time ! even he found out that you’re deaf before crowley even announced that.

— he will literally beat anyone who makes fun of your deafness until they faint on the floor like oh great seven. . . i don’t want to talk about the details.

— he can be your translator if you want. you signed him a “yes” and he was very happy about it.

— although he has to memorized the signs, it doesn’t matter about the time as long as it’s for you.

— he will translate what the others are saying to you in signs language after he has done memorized it all.

— he will be around you all the time and invite you to his room to sleep together or do the homeworks. or perhaps learning language with you ? heh, anything you want.

— as a beastman, he can’t fully understand what you’re trying to say through the signs. but he has do researches about it and found out that you’re deaf and your mainly do those signs as your language !

— jack would personally ask you to teach him the signs language so that he can understand what you’re saying to him.

— after all, you’re his boyfriend, he won’t let anyone make fun of you. not only because of your deafness but everything about you.

— honestly, deuce and jack can be a good duo taking care of you. jack can be your personal translator too. if you want of course.

— he also will do anything that’s silly so that you will laugh. he likes it when you use your beautiful voice to chuckle, laugh, giggle, say, anything that your voice can do.

— he used to say “i love you” to you using the signs language by the way. you found that’s kind of adorable for a beastman like him.

— boy, epel would literally freak out at first when he knew that you’re deaf ! but don’t worry, he doesn’t freak out in a weird way. he’s just too surprise when he heard that.

— epel would use his body language to tell you what he wants to say instead. however, he still learns the signs language, with you ! as his personal teacher.

— you’re his boyfriend ? he’s fully and forever ready to got into his manly side just to beat whoever said that your signs language is funny.

— you said in your voice once to him, and now he told you to say something with your voice everyday (of course he asked you in signs language). but also he wants to make sure that you aren’t annoyed by this.

— he might try to find a way to cure your deafness. he asks crewel, trein, sam, literally anyone that know how to get rid of the deafness. he never give up though, and you’re kinda worry for him instead of yourself.

— he will never leave your side if you need help with translate. the teacher wants you to bring something to other place ? he translated it to you and helped you with the things.

— sebek is loud. everyone knows that obviously. but when he said in caps in front of you, he felt weird because you just tilted your head at him and asked what is he saying.

— agh. . . he didn’t know you are deaf. he sorry you multiple times and you forgave him. it’s not really a big deal to you when someone didn’t know you are deaf.

— sebek would try to learn the signs language with you. although he can’t understand what is it but you’re his boyfriend ! he’ll never ever give up learning or memorizing these just for you.

— you said “i love you” in the signs language to him and he somehow understood that. he literally remembers the way you do it until now.

— sebek loves to compliment your voice over and over again. he did ask you why didn’t you use your voice more often but you said it was your personal reason and he understands.

— as a guard for malleus of course he can’t be around with you as much as he could but he has tried to find some free time to check up on you.

final note ／ it was 3:00am when i have done writing this bro. . . but my poorly writing skills are still that auegh. hope you enjoy anyways, take care of yourself.

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[twisted-lover-boys]

I love your writing!

Could you do the first year's plus floyd reacting to a super tall male mc where he's around 6'9/6'10?

First Years With A 6’10” Boyfriend

(+ Floyd for one time only)

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Jesus…I hope he has a good doctor in case he hits his head too much…

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Just this once I’ll write Floyd for you but for future reference, if you request a group, no other characters should be requested. This helps me keep my character groups straight and keeps the character limit small for more bigger groups like dorm/vice dorm leaders. I hate clarifying this on a request but if I don’t my work will end up being harder.

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Ace is 172cm which is about 5’6” so boy is pretty short compared to you

When he first met you, you towered over him and seemed very intimidating to him so he hesitated in talking to you at first

After getting with you, he realizes how soft you are with your friends and to him especially

Your tall height is a major advantage to Ace. He can easily get anything from a high place just by asking or can hide behind you to avoid trouble

He’s super pouty about affections, especially kisses because if he wants one he has to ask you to bend down to him and he can’t even give them to you himself!

Ace will be very jealous when other students try to get close to you because of your height and kind nature so he’ll try to grab your attention away from them to him

Ace really loves you despite your height because you make him truly happy, happier than he’s ever been

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Deuce is 173cm which is about 5’7” so he’s pretty short compared to your height

When he first met you, he thought you were some sort tall punk that liked picking fights which caused his hesitance in forming a relationship with you

He soon realizes how soft and caring you are for others and chides himself on judging you by your height

Deuce always finds unintentional advantages for your height like being able to get things of high shelves from you and being able to hide behind your large frame

He’s super embarrassed about asking you to bend down for kisses so he tugs on your sleeve when he wants you to bend down

Deuce knows that other students can take advantage of both your soft nature and height so he’s usually there to help if they’re working you too hard

Deuce truly loves you and hopes that you’ll always be together like this

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Jack is 192cm which is about 6’3” so he’s only a few inches shorter but enough to be considered short next to you

Jack didn’t notice much when he first saw you but he did note how tall you were to him. He never did make an effort to talk to you unless you came to him

When he finally got to know you better and entered a relationship with you, he noticed how soft you were to your friends, Jack included

He’s usually too embarrassed to ask for help so he’s happy you’re able to read him and help him grab something from a shelf he can’t reach

Jack can barely hide behind you because anyone can notice a fluffy gray tail behind. He doesn’t mean to hide behind you though, honest!

Jack knows that other students tend to take advantage of your tall height and personality so he’s usually there to scare away students who tend to bother you

Jack really does love you can can’t imagine his life without you

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Epel is 156cm so 5’1” so easily the shortest of the first years but we love our short king

Epel was amazed by your height but never got a chance to talk to you because of Vil and Rook or something other

He likes how soft you can be despite your terrifying height, especially to him but don’t get too soft with him, he’ll get pouty

He likes being seen as a manly man so asking you to reach something for him is not his style so instead he’ll just look up and hope you notice you do

He’s super at hiding behind you, intentional or not and it’s usually ended up saving him some trouble on a couple of occasions

You may be tall and have an intimidating aura but Epel is the one to fight your battles; warding off students who like to take advantage of your height and kindness

He doesn’t really care about your height or what anyone has to say about it, he loves you and that will never change

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Sebek is 188cm which is around 6’2” so a fairly average height that’s he’s proud of

Sebek first thought of you as a threat to Malleus so he avoided talking to you for a while until someone Lilia nudged him in the right direction

He feels silly for assuming that you’d be dangerous solely on your height because he’s never met someone as soft as you before

He doesn’t really ask for your help for grabbing things off high places, thinking that he can do it himself but it never works and you just grab it for him anyways

He never means to hide behind your large frame and it’s ended up in Lilia or Silver not being able to find him. Though with his loud voice, it’s a surprise he can hide at all…

Anyone who messes with his boyfriend is never safe from him because if anything happened to you he’d be upset in himself

Sebek isn’t one to give or receive love easily so he’s happy that you love him despite the many flaws people point out about him

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Floyd is 191cm which is about 6’2.5” so you’re almost a foot taller so—

He honestly didn’t pay attention to you at first because he thought you were boring. Like yeah you’re super tall but what if you’re not fun?

He does find you funny once he gets to know you and likes your kind nature. He’d like to see you angry and flustered more often but he’s not complaining

When he can’t reach something off a high shelf, he usually asks you to do it. Even if he was in one of his mood swings, he’d still go to you over anyone else

Floyd hides behind you intentionally and unintentionally. He can use it to hide from Azul but not Jade and might even try getting out of class if he doesn’t feel like going

No one messes with you. Period. He is always around you and because of his scary reputation no one bothers you and Floyd likes it like that

You’re honestly so fun to Floyd. He can’t remember a time where he had so much fun with someone. Big eel man loves his even bigger boyfriend

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[rain112-darling]

Choose carefully

And FYI READER IS YUU IN THIS (and a selection of one person per year in gifs so you can help decide

[dotster001]

Can I request for headcanons with the twst second years crushing on their classmate who is also Malleus Draconia’s younger brother?

(thank you for your patience boo! I hope this is what you were looking for!!!! 💙 Also, holy shit there's a lot of second years 😂)

CW: male reader, reader is Malleus' younger brother, Sad Kalim, mentions of Malleus x Yuu for meme purposes

Malleus has lots of respect for Riddle. So when you asked him who you should go to to learn about human customs, Malleus pointed him in Riddle's direction. Malleus knows that Riddle barely knows modern human customs, but he is a matchmaker Extraordinaire now that he is dating Yuu.

Riddle is honored that the Draconia family thinks so highly of him, and does his best to teach you about what the children of men do these days. It's actually both of you just learning about humans, and it's so cute.

You and Riddle taking notes while Cater explains a magicam trend. Studious buddies.

It's on one of these adventures to learn about modern human things that Riddle looks over at you, and realizes how beautiful and ethereal you are. After that, it's over for him. He's a flustered mess around you and it's easy to figure out what's going on.

"Queen of Heartslaybul, I have gotten the permission of my brother, and request to participate in a courtship ritual with you."

Translation: "Riddle, wanna go to a movie? My brother says it's chill."

Everyone was scared of you both individually, but now? Power couple, power couple, power couple.

Honestly, at first he was so self conscious about it. How could Malleus Draconia 's younger brother ever reciprocate the feelings of a hyena with no money and no prospects. 

Like your brother, you're very wise. You know, and you decide to be the fae you are, and play with Ruggie until he admits it. You talk in riddles, and pretty soon Ruggie is dizzy thinking about this fae prince, but ecstatic that he is making headway with his crush.

Eventually, he cracks, and admits it. And you just smile knowingly.

"I accept your confession, little hyena."

Doesn't appreciate being called little… but with a sugar daddy boyfriend who'll let him snuggle whenever he likes,  he'll be your "little hyena" as often as you like.

Floyd is that kid who sees something, and is like "what would it be like if I bit that?" 

So imagine a merman, who has hyperfixations on biting things, seeing a fae for the first time ever in one of his first year classes. Azul spends weeks trying to keep you two apart.

When the time comes, and Floyd has chomped down on your arm, you find it hilarious. As a fae, you barely felt it, and as a prince, you'd never had someone bite you before. Instant friendship between you two . (Tried to bite your horns one time, was very pouty that they hurt his teeth)

You never question him when he nibbles on you. And it becomes a comfort for him. Bored? Find sea dragon, and steal one of his fingers to nibble. Sad? Snuggles, and nomming on your shoulder, please!

Realizes how he feels when he loses all motivation when you have to return to the Valley of Thorns to celebrate your brother's betrothal. He just mopes around the lounge, until you come back, and immediately tells you how he feels. So no more leaving him, okay! 

Really excited that he is now allowed to bite your lips…🥺

You wanted to study a merman, and Jade wanted to study a Draconic fae. While your intentions were much purer than Jade's, it's still a beneficial arrangement.

As a thank you for his help in learning about mermaid culture, you present him with a terrarium full of Valley of Thorns mushrooms. That's what breaks him.

But if anyone is able to outdo a fae in observation and outlasting…. It's Jade. Jade waits, and waits, and waits some more…and strikes when he's showing you around his home in the ocean.

"I'm certain you've received grander proposals than this, but I would love the honor of being your boyfriend."

He planned everything. He picked a beautiful spot where the bioluminescence of the ocean, and himself, would make him irresistibly mysterious and ethereal. But it also backfires and further accentuates your own unearthly features. Now you're both simping.

"I accept your confession, Jade. Although, if you're using me to get to my mushrooms, I'm not too sure my brother would take kindly to it." 

Both of you laugh, as though you each know a secret, but Jade instinctively wraps his tail around your legs and brings you closer….and it just feels right.

Azul starts out thinking that you will be in an easy in with Diasomnia and Malleus, but it turned out you could be just as unapproachable as your brother. Oh well, he loves a challenge from time to time.

Not long in to researching you, you join the board game club and challenge Azul to a chess match, here you may or may not have talked in enough circles that he reveals the scheme. 

He thinks he's blown int but you suddenly start making weekly visits to the Monstro Lounge. You order the same thing, make a cryptic comment and leave. It's like clockwork, and Azul can't help but feel you've hypnotized him with this routine.

He grows so comfortable with this routine, that he has your table and food ready before you arrive, and serves you personally. (The twins give him hell for it.)

When you invite him out….he thinks he's going to die.  He tries to keep up the business man persona, but he's such a simp. He's stuttering and fumbling, until you tell him how dear he has become to you, and how beautiful you find him. Then he stops fumbling and becomes a blushy mess that feels all warm and fuzzy inside.

The twins give him hell for it (pt 2).

People are not this warm and affectionate in the Valley of Thorns. You probably fall first honestly. Like Mal falling for Yuu, you fall for Kalim and spend all your time in Scarabia. 

You play Mancala with Kalim, and play as long as he wants/takes to win. Kalim loves that you don't get bored or annoyed with him.

During the phase where Kalim is being hypnotized and has memory loss, he notices you aren't around as often, and starts to realize how important you are to him.

After Jamil overblots, you come to see him immediately, and do a magical checkup to make sure he's okay. Kalim asks why you've stayed away so long, and his heart breaks when he sees your sad smile as you say, "You, yourself, told me I was no longer welcome."

Kalim cries and hugs you tightly,  telling you he didn't mean it, he loves you so much! 

After he calms down and gets to a good mental state, you both have a conversation about your relationship, and realize you both love each other the same. Happy ever after for two squishy boys!

You met when Lilia invited you to see his band. Jamil was sitting in the audience for Kalim, and you two had a great conversation before he lost his hearing from Lilia smashing yet another guitar.

Jamil is still trying to be average and unnoticed when you meet, so you don't see him much after that. But he sees you. He is enthralled by your natural skills,  and even though you're a rich kid, (prince) you carry yourself with an air of self awareness and kindness, and he can't help but think that in another life…

Stops that line of thinking really fast. A prince would never be with a servant. But in the days before his overblot, it's definitely you he's thinking about when he thinks about what he can accomplish with his freedom.

After the overblot, you doctor him up, and replenish any empty magic stores that could be a problem. Then you do his chores for him. If he wasn't whipped for you already….

You catch him watching you dreamily, and call him out on it. Then you take his hand and cup his cheek and tell him you feel the same.

"I'm not worthy-"

"I am the second born prince of the Valley of Thorns, a member of a long line of Draconic fae. If I say you are worthy, Viper, then you are worthy."

The way you say it, it's like you are weaving a spell to make it true, and make him believe it. If that was your intention, it worked.

Definitely a friend's to lovers situation. Silver being raised around you, and both of you at least starting at a similar emotional age (you've passed him, but such is the way of the fae) you were close for the entirety of Silver's life .

He has a sense of duty to Malleus and Lilia for his position, and he definitely still has a little bit to you due to your position as second born, but it's not as heavy for you, so he can mostly relax around you.

He realizes he's in love in a first year flight class when he fell asleep on his broom, and woke up in your arms after you caught him. 

It's a year later, and he's stoically escorting you to the library, when you decide to play with him a little.

"There's this little prince I've had my eyes on…"

Silver's a good knight, so he won't say anything, but deep down he's disappointed. All he'll say is something like, "I'm so happy for you, Prince Y/N."

Then you'll start describing him, and he'll falter. You cup his cheek and look deeply in his eyes and say, "My little Prince is named Silver, and there is no one else I'd rather have by my side." 

Oh.

OH.

Silver probably reaffirms his undying loyalty, then turns a bright red when you take his hand as you continue your walk. Honestly, I ship this one the most.

[inuiiwonderland]

Can I request a TWST scenario in which the reader is infatuated with Leona and tries their damn hardest to get his affections, but unintentionally ends up catching the eyes of all the third years EXCEPT him? (Male reader if possible please)

A/n: this is kinda my first time writing male reader so I hope it isn't bad😓 also sorry for keeping you waiting and I hope this is what you ask for![also I think some characters were ooc so I apologize for that!]

Twst 3rd year's x male! Reader

--

If you knew trying to get THE Leona kingscholar attention would be so hard…you might have broken down in tears. It wasn't easy trying to catch the beastmen's attention by the amount of times you failed in the past.

You tried everything! And literally EVERYTHING to get Leona to notice you. By getting good grades, doing well in flight class, and hell- even trying to get into a fight with some random student to prove that you're strong…totally didn't end well.

You sighed as you threw yourself on your bed as grim just snicker at your form.

"You're still trying? I thought you would've given up after the second fail attempt of trying to get his affection" 

"Shut it"

"I'm just saying!"

You sigh one last time and roll over so that you're now facing the ceiling. You pressed your lips into a thin line as you started thinking of 100 different ways to get Leona attention.

"And there he goes again with the plans" Grim says to no one as he leaves the room to not hear you rant about your plans.

"And then maybe- eh? Grim where did you go?"

-

It Was the next day. You were running on 2 hours of sleep after staying up all night thinking about ways to catch the eye of the young beastmen while also trying to study for an exam that was in 2 days.

As you were walking to your next class you had bump into something- or rather someone. 

"Oh- my bad" 

"Oh no worries y/n!" You look to see cater giving you a small smile while also handing you a book that you didn't even notice that you have dropped.

"Ah! Thank you" you said as you took the book from his hand and gave him one last thanks before walking to your class. 

Though the moment you left. You didn't see the small blush form on his cheeks.

-

You notice for the past couple weeks that you have been receiving some letters and small gifts in your bag.

Beautiful written letters from people who complimented you about how smart, strong, and cool you were. You wouldn't lie that the compliments didn't give you butterflies, but you notice that none of the handwriting in these letters matches Leonas- much to your disappointment.

You of course didn't even notice the longing looks you received from the 3rd year's. You didn't react to some of their flirtatious comments thinking they were just being nice.

You didn't notice the way Vil would stare at you during class like you were the fairest of them all. How he would sometimes invite you out to dinner or shoots that he has.

You didn't notice how close Trey is when he  helps you bake some sweets for the unbirthday party held at heartsalbyul.

You didn't notice how rook would compliment you more than usual. Not minding it since you know he compliments everyone but not knowing that for you he sees you as the most beautiful in all of twisted wonderland.

The way cater would buy matching outfits for the two of you and post it on magicam and have people think you two are a couple.

How idia would invite you over to play games for the whole night and watch anime while snacking because you're the only one he trusts to bring to his room besides ortho.

Malleus who would invite you out to take night strolls around ramshackles and would literally not stop looking at you the whole time with adoring eyes.

Lilia who would take you around to explore twisted wonderland and see new things and places. Fun adventures that he loves to have with you.

You didn't notice some of their obvious hints of them liking you because all of your attention was set on Leona. 

So of course you didn't know that the letters and gifts you have been receiving were from them.

"Another one?" Ace asks as he sees you take another letter from your bag.

"Mhm"

"Wow, you're quite the charm ehh~" He says with a knowing smirk.

"Guess I am"

"So, did you finally get Leona to notice you yet?" Deuce questions while sitting down next to you. 

"No…"

"Maybe you should just give up" You glared at ace as you threw the empty water bottle at him.

"No, I won't give up so easily! I'll definitely get Leonas attention!" You say as you quickly grab your bag.

"And I have the perfect plan! Come on Grim!"

"Nooo!" He says as you pick him up and race to ramshackles.

….

….

"He won't give up won't he?"

"Nope"

[asherthecatlvr]

Do you perhaps do crossovers (like for example obey me x twst or sumn similar to that)?

If so, could you perhaps do the demon brothers or Diavolo with a Malleus!Male! Reader? Doesn't exactly have to look like Malleus (mainly just the horns and magic abilities, personality too if you wanna add that).

Maybe some fluff headcanons of Diavolo or the demon brothers just simply being around Malleus!reader and spending time with him, and Malleus!reader being somewhat shocked that they aren't really afraid of him?

I'm hope you have a wonderful day!

dude im so sorry i never got any notification that told me i got an ask

Malleus!Reader and the Brothers

When you first arrived, your first instinct was to, well, put your magic talents to use.

Lucifer🦚

After your attack on his brothers, leaving Levi a scar on his arm and Satan a small fire spell to his head, he didn’t like you. At all. What concerned him was your abilities, and of course, your appearance. Nothing could’ve really prepared him to see a tall man with large horns, especially one with the amount of power to actually harm them.

Throughout the year Lucifer (along with his brothers) kinda avoided you, and gave you weird glances and left you alone. It was understandable to you though, and you were kinda used to it.

He eventually warmed up to you, and you did try to keep out of trouble so nothing much happened. His trust also kind of broke a bit when he saw you using magic on his younger brother, Belphegor. He understood it was for defense purposes though.

When he learns that people tend to avoid you and are usually scared of you, he felt a bit bad. He likes spending time with you now, and isn’t scared of you. He adores your love and interest for gargoyles, and is extremely impressed when he finds out what your power level. Nothing could really compare to the brothers though, not even Belphegor.

Mammon💸

Oh god, he was didnt like you at first. He was extremely late to the meeting this time, and decided that his goldie would be broken if he just never showed up. What he didn’t expect was Levi and Satan with some pretty bad wounds, and the human exchange student getting ready to use another spell, targeted at Diavolo.

Lucifer was able to step before he could even react, but man he was ready to fight you too. Even with a sharp glance from Lucifer, only a binding spell from Barbatos was able to stop him.

He pretty much ignored you and hated you, like what gave you the right to harm his brothers?! He won’t let you explain, at all.

During the year he slowly warms up to you but not as much as the regular story. Expect him to forgive you by the time the wounds have healed, and the brothers who had wounds forgive you first.

Levi🐍

He was bored out of his mind when he was suddenly out of his little fantasy and before he can even react, he had felt the blood slowly drip out from his large wound on his arm. Without much thinking, he immediately ducked down from his chair, and took shelter behind the board that separated you and him.

He doesn’t really remember much since it was a blur, a lot of yelling was heard and he could hear Satan grunting and ducking down, with blood on his forehead. He didn’t see him immediately, since he started panicking and looking at at the wound at his arm, roughly 5 inches big with different thorns sticking into his skin, which was in pretty deep. You panicked and used the first thing that came to mind, which was Foral Magic.

He pretty much avoided you after that. He wouldve anyway if that didn’t happen, since you were scary enough. He was able to deal with the wound, with Simeons help he was able to heal in less than a week. A small scar is still there by the time you’d leave, but its not that bad.

He does get closer with you by the end of the year, you were eager to learn what he knew about TSL. Well if you were able to talk about Gargoyles, and he was completely fine with it. Anything to talk to someone about TSL.

Satan📚

For him, this was a… different situation. He was ready to kill you, he was already on the verge of blowing up at Lucifer and Mammon because Lucifer dragged him here and Mammon… Well, hes just being himself, of course.

He didn’t expect some fae to appear instead of a human, especially one to use a fire blast to his face. It was weak enough to not blind him or melt anything off, but enough to hurt him and for him to duck down and panic a bit. That lasted a minute until he was able to open his eyes, and he was ready to murder you. Using a bit of magic, he was able to move up and use the same magic Barbatos used on Mammon to hold him back, and he made sure no spells would harm more people.

After that incident and his wound healing, he didnt pay much attention to you. Most interactions were outbursts against you, so both avoided each other as much as possible. He was the second to last to actually forgive you, right above Belphie. His wrath and anger slowly died down, and he saw that you tried to make things up. He learned that you were kind of similar to him, and doesnt hate you much now.

(I will do the rest soon, tired today and want to get this out as quickly as possible. Im still so sorry for not seeing your ask until now!!)

[dilvuc]

❝𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘❞ DAY 6: REWRITTEN MEMORIES...?

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: angst

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: male

𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖊: DAY 6: REWRITTEN MEMORIES

𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: cater x yandere!m!reader

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: kidnapping, brainwashing, mentioned of dr*g

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: you held cater captive in your basement after the breakup. you've been trying to cooperate with him, but unfortunately he wouldn't want to look at you or touch your food, so…you made decision to fixed this

“I have made spicy chicken ramen.” you said, holding a bowl of ramen in hand. cater, who's handcuffed to a pole in the basement, looks away, “I’m not hungry…”

“...Come on now. You can't just sit there and starve to death.” you sighed before placing the bowl of ramen near the mattress. “I'm worried you might ruin your health.”

“I would rather sit here and starve to death. I don't need your pity…!” cater scoffed, not making a single eye contact with you. he just wants you out of his sight PERMANENTLY after you kept him captive in your basement for months after the breakup.

“I'm only trying to protect you. Keep you safe.” you frowned, “Do you even know how long I've been trying to cooperate with you? But you keep pushing me away.”

“That's because you kidnapped me! You dr*gged me and kept me in the basement!” the ginger argued before picking up the ramen and tossed it in your face, leaving a burn, but you don't care. you sighed, “No matter how many times I try, your memories keep coming back.”

cater's eyes widened in a mixed of shock and confusion, “W…what did you just say…? What do you mean by that?”

you pulled a syringe from your pocket, causing cater gasped shakily and slowly back away in fear, “W-why do you have that…?! What are you planning to do with it?!”

“What I always do. You see, Cater. It hasn't been months since you've been here.” you stated while flicking the needle. cater furrowed his eyebrows, “What do you mean? I remember correctly that you kidnapped me months ago!”

“Take a look at that calendar, cat.” you pointed to the calendar. cater turned his focus on the calendar hanging on the wall and checked the year. And to his surprise, it was no longer the year of 2020(first release in japan), it was 2024. he has been captive for four years?!

“If you have not realized, my unique magic can erase and edit your memories. But, I can also rewrite your memories.” you explained. “I don't like using it on you, but…I can't keep letting you remember this. I'm gonna have to erase the breakup part and rewrite where we live happily ever after.”

“You…” cater gritted his teeth. you chuckled sinisterly, “Everyone deserves a happy ending, right? Why can't we have our happily ever after?”

“You just rewrote my memory and brainwashed me! You can't do this to me!” cater hollered.

“Don’t worry~” you clasped cater's warm cheeks,

“I'm sure you'll love it~”

❝𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘❞

twst masterlist

[some-beans]

howdy it’s me again!

could I ask for houswardens or first years with an mc who reads smutty books (like punk 57 or the twisted series or any other you know), manga , and erotic fanfics with a straight face like it’s nothing.

Bonus point if the Mc start writing some fics about the cast( My friend did that with two of their coworkers then sent it over discord it was funny).

if you’re not comfortable with writing stuff like this feel free to change things around!

Have a good day or night!

Scribble

hehehehe noice also again sorry for the late response 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

✎...pairing: twst first years x gn!reader ✎...themes: smutty books and fanfics, reader writes/reads smut, reader is gn with they/them in mind ✎...enjoy !!

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐔𝐋

𝐀𝐂𝐄

this dude

giggles like a mother fucker

very much teases you and always points out whenever you're reading smut in public

all he gets is a blank stare tho

he does continue his shitting once fanfiction is involved

but quickly pipes down once he found out you wrote fics about shipping him and deuce together

especially, the more nsfw stuff

𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐂𝐄

blushes to high hell

stutters one finds out you were casually reading a dark smutty romance in crewel's class once you finished your tasks

almost caused an accident from this

however

you thought was bad

homie almost fainted once he saw the surprising amount of fanfiction you wrote about him and your classmates together

before coming back and arguing with you how he and ace were the most shipped

𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐖

𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊

listen

jack knows everyone has hobbies and likes, and whatnot

but the wolf has to admit you've got the guts to read that stuff in public with a blank face to boot

in all honesty, jack doesn't mind what you do in your free time

b u t

you may have to a chat when comes to writing stuff about him and people you two know in a relationship

e s p e c i a l l y

if has to do with his dorm leader

𝐏𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐄

𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐋

giggle mother fucker #2

surprisingly enough, i feel like epel would like to read with you

and yes

he giggles every time any body part is mentioned

mostly any breast or penis variation

it gets worse when it's a monster fucker book tho

. . .

stop the mother fuckin music

is that fanfiction of him and jack??

nah

he ain't playing these games

you better stop !!

𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄

𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐎

listen

as much as people think ortho is this little innocent boy

you're wrong

cuz the boy can easily access your browser history

and yes

he does know what fanfiction is and what the codes for how smutty a fic can be

. . . he may have spied on idia for that

so, he isn't really surprised when he finds you reading it, though, he is surprised at how deadpan you are

then again, idia blushes like nobody's business

. . .

he may or may not anonymously ask for you to write fluffy fanfics involving his brother so he can finally imagine idia in a relationship

ortho just what's to see his brother happy

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀

𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐊

the a u d a c i t y of this h u m a n

man is so uptight about it makes you laugh

. . .

and write more fics about him

tho unlike the others, he won't find out about those ones

it's the ones about his beloved waka-sama you gotta worry about

you almost went deaf from the amount of yelling did

. . .

but it didn't stop him from anonymously asking for very specific headcanons on malleus

i.e. "can i request for a malleus x male half-fae reader who is a knight in training with lots of praise and platonic fluff?"

this dude 💀💀

[honeyhivess]

as the clock strikes midnight

directory | main m.list | twst m.list

GenderNeutral!Cinderella!Reader x Riddle Rosehearts

Night Raven College was hosting a big dance to celebrate the end of the year, your stepmom had only bought dresses for your step-siblings and had told you to focus on your studies. A faerie took pity on you, seeing you all alone as your siblings departed, and she had given you everything you could of dreamed for, the perfect outfit and the perfect carriage to get you to your destination with one clause, at midnight it would all disappear and revert to what it once was.

notes: this was originally supposed to be drabbles for all the housewardens but i got kinda carried away with Riddle's, so let me know if you'd be interested in seeing that or even a part two of this!

content: one singular curse word, established friendship, mutual pining, reader is written as a second year, if he seems ooc i apologize it's my first time writing for him.

The dance was going swimmingly, lively music surrounded by your friends and dancing the night away. The only lingering stress on your mind was watching the clock, the nightmare of your outfit and carriage coming all undone in front of everyone terrified you.

But alas the thought left your mind as your friends had upon your arrival dragged you to the dance floor immediately. You had spotted Cater taking pictures and videos of everything and somewhere you could of sworn you saw Rook staring at you... But that didn't matter at this moment.

Dancing with your friends eventually got tiring so you waved to them as you walked off the dance floor, heading over to the refreshments table alone and grabbing yourself a glass of punch, the red liquid sloshing in the glass as you poured it in.

"Glad to see you donning proper ball attire." You heard a familiar voice muse behind you. Turning you met gazes with Riddle, his silver eyes shining under the bright lights. "You'd be surprised at how many students I've seen in casual clothes, it's so disgraceful to the college." He sighed and picked up a glass, taking the ladle from your hands and scooping some punch into his own glass.

"Good to see you too Riddle. You look nice, white compliments you." You smiled at the red haired male who's cheeks seemed to light up to the same color as his hair from the compliment. He did look amazing, donning a mostly white suit with a red vest and tucked into the suits breast pocket was a singular red rose.

"Whatever, it is only right I dress my best for the event." He huffed, taking a sip from his glass.

"I would expect nothing less from you." You laughed and took a drink from your own glass, momentarily glancing up when you realized the songs had switched from fast paced music to slower musical pieces.

Riddle seemed to notice too, gaze following yours before he cleared his throat. "Since the opportunity has presented itself it would be a shame to let it go to waste, would you care for a dance?"

Looking back at the redhead you nodded with a small smile, pretending not to notice the breath of relief that left Riddle's lips. You two set your glasses down after finishing your drinks and Riddle offered you his arm, leading you out to the dance floor elegantly.

His right hand settled onto your hip and his other took your hand into his gently. Bringing your own hand up to settle onto his shoulder and throwing the now blushing boy a smile you two began to dance around the room.

Surprisingly, Riddle seemed to be quite a good dancer. Light on his feet and he guided you around the room elegantly.

"Didn't know you could dance." You muttered to him, knowing he could hear you due to the close proximity of your faces.

Riddle let out a small hum from your comment, looking at you and smiling. "I asked Trey to teach me. I had planned on asking you to dance with me tonight."

"Oh?" You smiled, tilting your head slightly at him. "And why would that be?"

"I decided tonight would be a perfect time to tell you I like you." The boy spoke, tone soft as he looked at you. His cheeks were burning with his signature red blush but his face still seemed soft. "I fell for you, your kindness and patience took me."

His words took you by surprise, out of all people to ever confess to you Riddle had to be one of the people who ranked lowest on your least likely to list you had in your mind.

The confession wasn't unwelcome, you had liked Riddle for a while yourself. After helping him with his overblot you had originally been left with a sour taste in your mouth from the male, but seeing how determined he was to change and get better after that made you admire him a lot.

"(Y/N), you there?" Riddle spoke, voice sounding a tad smug as you looked back at him. "Normally your silence might put me off but your burning face reassures me I seemed to have just flustered you."

Clearing your throat you nodded, nervously smiling at him as it was a bit embarrassing to randomly space off. "I like you too, a lot."

Riddles hand moved up from your waist momentarily to brush a stray piece of hair back into place, hand soon returning and you noted how he pulled you closer.

"That is lovely to hear, then I suppose if I were to ask you to be mine I would be met with a positive response?" He asked softly, gaze meeting yours.

You shrugged a bit, a playful smile growing on your lips as you looked up at him. "I don't know, try asking and lets see."

Riddle seemed unamused from your answer, huffing a bit with a slight roll of his eyes. "You have begun to hang out with Ace and Deuce too much." He sighed and looked back at you. Your eyes seemed to be playing tricks on you, his eyes looked softer. "Will you be my partner?"

"I will Riddle." You said softly, pulling him in closer to you. His gaze flickered down to your lips for a moment before he quickly looked away.

"May I... Kiss you?" He asked slowly, gaze returning to yours to see your answer. His grey eyes lit up as you nodded your head at his request.

Ever so slowly he leaned in closer to you, his breath fanning across your lips for a moment as you let your eyes shut. The moment was only interrupted by a loud chime from the clock. You pulled away from him in a panic, glancing at the clock only to realize it was midnight.

"Shit." You whispered and despite Riddle's concerned yells you turned on your heel and ran. You could hear his footsteps behind you as you ran out of the school and down the stairs.

Stumbling only for a moment you realize you lost a shoe, debating only for a moment you chose to keep running, back into the carriage that had brought you here and with a singular yell the doors slammed closed and the horses began to pull the carriage away with haste.

Riddle was left stunned as he stood on the entrance of the school, watching your carriage drive away quickly. Concern clouded his mind from how panicked you seemed to be from the time, or maybe his proximity? He sighed a bit and was about to walk back inside before he paused when he saw your shoe on one of the steps.

Walking down the flight of stairs he took the shoe into his hand, gaze going back up to look at where your carriage once stood.

"(Y/N)..."

[twistedwonderworm]

Heya, this is my first time requesting something, if it's not too much trouble could I request Lilia x rival!male reader? A prompt idea I had was pretty much Lilia and the reader having a spar like in their younger years bit with a bet to spice things up like whoever loses is on the bottom. And for this situation it'd be the reader

I'm sorry this was so late. It took me a while due to writer's block but I hope this is what you wanted!! I hope you enjoy!

May the best one win (TWST NSFW)

Pairing: Lilia Vanrouge x rival!male reader

Warnings: biting

Word count: 693

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It wasn't the best idea Y/N had but he was bored and curious to see which one of them would come out on top. In more than one way.

Y/N and Lilia had been rivals for years despite both still being quite young, both of them being trained fighters in their own rights. They were also sort of seeing each other. But as rivals, it had been quite a while since they had a sparring session.

"Oh, so you want to spar with me?" Lilia asked the other male when he approached him with the question. Amusement glittered in the Fae's ruby-colored eyes. "Sure, I have some free time to play with you, Y/N. Is it practice or is the winner going to get something?"

Y/N smirked, confident in his skills, "How about this? The loser has to be on the bottom this time.” Though this confidence soon almost completely fizzled out when he saw the mischievous glint in Lilia’s eyes.

“That sounds acceptable, my love,” Lilia grinned, his fangs glinting in the light. “Now, or shall we wait to spar?”

"We'll do it right now. Unless you're trying to chicken out, my dear," Y/N taunted, wanting to break Lilia's smug countenance. Unfortunately, his beloved Fae was unflappable.

They went out to the meadow that they always sparred in and faced each other. Y/N didn't let his nervousness show on his face, instead putting on a cocky grin to match Lilia's.

The sparring went by like normally, each one parrying each other easily. The two are very evenly matched having been training together or as long as they have been soldiers. Though, this time, like every time, ended with a winner. Y/N's sword was knocked out of his hand and found the tip of a sword just a breath away away from his throat.

Lilia grinned and lowered his blade before sheathing it, "Looks like I won this time, so shall we?" Y/N sighed and gathered his own sword to sheathe it before following his lover back.

Once in the safety of Lilia's room, the two lovers kissed passionately, as if just reuniting after a long separation. They rid each other of their clothes quickly, both excited for what was to come. Lilia took his time kissing down his lover's body, preparing him carefully for their activities.

When Y/N was thoroughly prepared, Lilia kissed his lover while easing himself inside. Y/N tensed a bit from the pain of the intrusion, but Lilia cooed lovingly to him, pressing small kisses onto his face.

"You're doing so well, darling," the Fae cooed, rubbing his lover's chest. "Just relax, and let me handle it."

He waited for Y/N to relax and adjust. Upon getting an okay from his beloved, Lilia started rocking his hips slowly, groaning softly at the tight heat around him. He started a steady, soft pace, listening as Y/N's moans started to get louder.

Y/N clung desperately to the Fae as the pain slowly faded into almost overwhelming pleasure. His eyes were hazy as he pleaded to Lilia.

"F-faster please~ F-fuck~"

"As you wish, my love," Lilia grinned down at him. His hands caught his lover behind his knees and pushed his legs up to his chest and started pounding into Y/N, the sound of skin on skin loud.

Y/N nearly screamed from the pleasure, nails digging into Lilia's back as the Fae snapped his hips into his without mercy, hitting his sweet spot.

Lilia bit his lover's shoulder, groaning from the pleasure and pain of Y/N's nails digging into his back, and the bite pushed Y/N over the edge. He came over their stomachs, squeezing around Lilia. It didn't take long for Lilia to finish after him, riding out both of their orgasms before releasing Y/N's legs and collapsing on top of his lover. He laughed at Y/N's groan but pressed kisses to his lover's face as Y/N wrapped his arms around him.

"We should spar more often if this is going to happen." Lilia joked.

"I'm going to win next time."

[4e7her]

Can you please do "are you really so oblivious?" with sebek x male reader?

for sure!! ty for the request :) hope i did it justice <3

i don't think you can really tell it's male reader cause i do 2nd person but. it was written with a male reader in mind!

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characters: sebek zigvolt, twst

contains: yandere themes, reader referred to in second person pov, male reader

for a random event - see link here for request rules and here for the masterlist

You didn't think you did anything wrong - all you were doing was chatting with someone from Savanaclaw. A first year, you think, since they were asking for directions.

But, here you were now, having been pulled along by Sebek, who had interrupted out of nowhere. You don't even know where he came from - all you know is one minute you were talking to the first year, the next Sebek had swept you away with shouts of needing you assistance.

"So, uh, why am I here, Sebek?" You asked, confused, brows furrowed as you looked at the half-fae. "I was in the middle of talking to someone, you know."

"Tch! Are you really so oblivious?" He huffed, expression somewhere between a glare and a pout. "He was flirting with you, Prefect! Not even you can't be that dense."

"Wh-? Rude!" Affronted, you glared right back, before you realized what he said. "Wait, flirting?"

You blink, thinking back to the interaction, trying to tell if anything the Savanaclaw freshman said seemed like it was flirtatious. "Uhhh... I think you're mistaken. He was just asking for directions."

Sebek mutters something under his breath, and you think you hear something about asking Waka-sama for strength, before he fixes you a serious look that you've only seen him sport around Malleus. You're half tempted to look around and check for the Diasmonia dorm leader.

"You, Prefect, are a fool." He sighs, running a hand through his hair as he hangs his head, that pout coming through more. "Don't go speaking to those hooligans without me around. They'll just try to trick you, I'm sure."

"Wait... are you jealous? Is that what this is?"

"No! Perish the thought!" Sebek screeches, body language taking a one-eighty as he jabs a finger into your chest, even as his face flushes spectacularly. "How could you even think such a thing?!"

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The Boy in the Forest | TWST x Male Reader

Whoo! Chapter 1! This took forever to decide to post! Hope you enjoy! This is also posted on my Wattpad and Quotev! Enjoy!

Description: The Second Star is Born

Chapter 1: The Boy in the Forest {You are here}

Chapter 2: Flowers bloom beautifully in blood

Chapter 3: Magic can't be dangerous..Can it? | TBR

Chapter 4: With you, I'll Never Fail to Smile| TBR

Chapter 5: Acceptance in this World can't be Found | TBR

Chapter 6: My Love for You will Never Falter | TBR

Chapter 7: Here I am Once More| TBR

OC FACE CLAIMS (The following pictures aren't mine):

Mors Sunnin

Anala Sunnin

When most here about the second star to the right, they always think of a magical land full of wonder and mystery. Of fairies, and joyous feelings. This star wasn’t only in the sky, it was also a boy. 

A boy created by the gods of old and new. Gods of earth, sea and sky. He was an immortal being of many forms, as well as great power to move mountains and seas. The main purpose for his creation, however, to guide those to their endings, no matter the cost. This boy’s name was Y/n. 

His creation was one of bright, warm light and love. However, that love would only be given to those he would grow close too and not himself. It would be a future struggle later in his life. Once the world was ready for his birth, Zeus cleared the clouds as Artemis and Hera gently brought the child into a woodland clearing. 

Y/n had no parents, well, none that were present that is. The gods and goddesses in the sky never made themselves present to the boy, as they thought it would be too much for him. Only when Y/n had encountered the first person that needed to be guided would he know of his roots to godhood. 

Y/n was created to look like a 5-year-old, and he stayed in that clearing for a hundred years. Surrounded by wildlife, Y/n made friends with the birds and the deer. He found companions in even the tiniest of creatures. The deer would bring him food, and the bears would fish with him. He only ever wore a white tunic with a similar fabric pants. 

They were often covered in grass stains and mud, since the boy was very playful in an environment full of nature. He was considered the king of the forest, though that title was only known amongst the critters.

 He was even looked after by the strong dragons from afar. Most were curious why this boy was here, and what his purpose was. 

Many a mythical creature took interest in the child, from dragons to the first of the fairy generations. They would trade for the curious boy’s attention and spend any and all time with him. 

Y/n soon had dragon and fae parents looking after him for those hundred years before he was discovered by humanity. 

Y/n never felt a need to eat, but the ones he called parents fed him fruits the most. Meat was a rare cuisine Y/n would consume due to his critter friends, but he would later learn otherwise. The boy often found himself eating flowers, like roses. Just picked roses, and even if they didn't taste like anything, it was something he loved. He was recommended the roses by the small bunnies. 

As the time went on, Y/n saw the world around him change. He saw the seasons fade, bloom and fade once more. He saw the creatures he loved grow old, have their family, and watch that family grow old. 

This cycle was something he became familiar with. It was a cycle Y/n grew to hate, but appreciated the brining of new life and new friends that came along. Y/n had asked the dragons and fae folk that he had loved why this happened. 

Many knew the answer quite well, and it was those who had brought the seasons along for generations. One of the fae spoke.

“Y/n, sweetie, this cycle happens to bring new changes to the world.”

Y/n stared back at the fairy dressed in petals. 

“I don’t want things to change! I want them the way they are!”

The fairy understood Y/n’s upset feelings. She had guided the small boy to a bed of baby flowers. Y/n was in shock at how pretty it was in this secluded area. Y/n knelt down as the small fairy fluttered to show him the little buds. 

“You see Y/n, if change didn’t happen then these beautiful roses would be stuck in these rosebuds. Cursed to never bloom and share their beauty with the world. It’s the very same with all the creatures that surround you. Change doesn’t stop there, for there is change in you too It is not something that can be stopped, but something to embrace.”

Y/n nodded, sort of understanding what his fairy friend meant. However, he still didn’t quite like change and leaving things behind, only with his memory to keep everything alive. Even though his physic didn't change, his mind did. 

The 100th year of being in that forest had dawned and ended, and Y/n was left in the snow all on his own. No one to go too other than the trees that were bare. Winter was a very lonely, since all creatures alike hibernated. Y/n tried it himself, but it was a lifestyle he could not sustain. 

Y/n laid in the cold snow under a tree where he met all the friends of his past, the snow molding his body shape. He dozed off watching the clear blue sky. A few short minutes after, the h/c boy woke up to the soft shaking of his arm.

Y/n jumped up in panic and started quickly shifting into different fighting poses. His e/c eyes landed on a boy who was as tall as Y/n. This boy was seemingly the same age as Y/n, well physically looking they looked the same age. The boy giggled, seeing Y/n’s confused face. The boy spoke up. 

“Why are you sitting out in the snow? You’ll get sick!”

Y/n looked very confused. He didn’t understand what this creature meant.  Y/n looked at the boy. 

“No I won’t. And who are you to say? You’re out here too, so you’ll get sick.”

The boy giggled softly. This confused Y/n. He didn’t understand anything from this creature that stood in front of him. Y/n looked down to see this creature walking on two legs; it made him quite curious. None of the animals or creatures he was around ever walked on two legs; none of them looked like Y/n did. 

“What are you?”

The boy looked confused. What did this h/c boy mean? 

“Don’t you mean ‘Who are you’?”

Y/n shook his head, confusing the creature in front of him.

“No, I mean what are you.”

“I’m a person!”

Y/n seemed confused. He heard of creatures that looked like him, but it was mostly the fairies the looked like him. They were just smaller than he was. The dragons had spoke of things called humans, and only ever described them to look like Y/n. That was only once or twice, and one of those times was when Y/n got confused for one. 

“What is a person?”

The boy giggled again, finding this behavior cute and quite funny. How could this boy in front of him not know what a person was?

“It’s what I am, and you’re one too.”

Y/n was left confused again. He was unsure of what to say, but he didn’t need to say anything. The boy with black hair did all the talking. 

“My name is Mors! Mors Sunnin! What's yours?”

“Y/n.”

Mors looked confused again. However, a gust of wind interrupted the two with a bitter cold following it. Mors grabbed Y/n with his gloved one, and led him to a wooden house near the forest they exited from. Inside was a seating area with a few books scattered around, a fireplace with a bright blazing fire radiating its heat through the halls, and a small kitchen where a woman with fire red hair stood. 

“Are you back so soon, Mors? I surely thought you would have spent more time outside.”

The woman turned around with bright emerald eyes staring into e/c ones. The woman’s face softened into a smile as she looked at her son. 

“Oh Mors, who is this cutie?”

The woman knelt down to the level of the two boys. Mors beamed with happiness as he still held Y/n’s s/c hand. 

“This is my new friend! His name is Y/n! Y/n, this is my mom!”

Y/n was confused again, and it visibly showed. Mors mom brought her hand to gently ruffled his h/c hair. 

“My name is Anala. It's wonderful to meet you, sweetie.”

Y/n nodded as if sharing the same feelings. All his thoughts were a flurry of confusion and curiosity. Mors dragged Y/n all around the small cottage, showing all of his favorite things and the hiding places that Mors found. 

Mors usually used these hiding places as a safe place whenever he was home alone or when something scary happened. Mors also taught so many things to Y/n that he didn't understand. Mors explained what he could about civilization and what humans were. 

However, since this information was coming from a child, it was hard to tell what was truth and what was just made up nonsense. About a week later, Y/n had met Mors father. It was an odd meeting to say the least.

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Request slots:

Here to let people know their request has been added to the slots and which have been drawn so far. ( ´ ω ` ) I'll be editing as I go drawing them.

Yandere! fem! twst cast reacting to a male darling rejecting them ✅

Yandere! Savanaclaw + red haired mob student hunting their darling ✅

Yandere!fem! Malleus x fem! Leona✅

Cater (without dark content)✅

Punk Jade with reader ✅

Twst yandere x manipulative/adaptive darling

Yandere! fem! Malleus x fem! Prefect

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yandere! fem! Leona x mc x Yandere! fem! Jamil ✅

Yandere rollo x f!disneyknowing!reader / "dont hesitate to bodyslam that twink if he crosses the line" I love you anon

Vil taking a photo with his darling

(Mermaid au) mc is currently at Riddle's circus but in the middle of performing they spot Azul and Leona in the crowd. ✏️

fem! Vil finding out fem! Neige is a yandere for her I love you anon x2

Yandere! Rollo with darling tied at a stake

yandere! riddle x fem darling pov

yandere android jamil or silver x mc

twst cast with a sweet goth MC

yandere twst first years (except Ortho) reacting to female Yuu calling them her boys

Yandere! Fem! Jamil

Angry giant octopus Azul holding his darling

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Rosho Tsutsujimori x Chubby!Fem!Reader Word Count: 4.9k+ Tags: Mutual Pining/Drunk Sex/Teacher x Teacher

Art is by 1000kcal_ on Twitter!

Wahhhhh!~! This is a commission I was excited to take on! It isn't Twst but it's a fandom I would love to be more active in. My lovely moot @sugarcookiesheep was interested in Rosho from HypMic! A character who doesn't get lots of affection hehe. I hope you all enjoy!~! The full fic will be posted on Ao3!

SUMMARY:

You were the new Home Economics teacher at Gyoshin Private High. Rosho Tsutsujimori is the socially awkward math teacher. You liked him. You think he likes you. So naturally you said yes when he invited you out for a drink.

Your final class of the day had been dismissed. The sun had begun to set, leaving the empty room filled with a warm orange hue. You tidied up to prepare for classes again tomorrow with a smile on your face. You were the new Home Economics teacher at Gyoshin Private High School, located in Osaka. Well, the newest in terms of staff. You had only joined them a year ago. The old Home Economics teacher had finally retired and you had just completed your training. The higher ups were excited to hand you off to the academy in dire need of a teacher to handle the rowdy youth. Your students were kind to you, even when you stuttered and fumbled during your first month of teaching them. 

You quickly became a fan favorite among the students. Especially the male students much to your disbelief. You had received so many chocolates, flowers, and even confession letters on White Day you feared having to wear a fake ring on your finger in the future. Some of the gifts were from students you were positive you had never taught in your class. Naturally you had gotten candy from your co-workers, but one gift stuck out to you the most. You remembered it clearly when he stood at your desk during lunch, holding out a store bought chocolate bar to you. 

It looked expensive. 

You gave him a shy thank you, feeling a bit intimidated by his stern face behind round, circular glasses. His hand looked shaky and clammy, as your fingers brushed upon accepting the chocolate bar. The teacher you had not yet properly met nodded, slowly turning red in the face, before he darted away. You had later learned that he was the math teacher Mr. Tsutsujimori. He had a knack for avoiding you, which was upsetting since you had gotten along so well with the other staff. Apparently, he has horrible stage fright and social anxiety. It was nothing personal.

It’s been a year now since you have been teaching at Gyoshin Private School. As time passed, you saw more and more of Rosho to your surprise. You would greet him early in the morning before the students would arrive and when you passed one another in the halls. Sometimes you would each lunch together in the teachers lounge in a comfortable silence. You would enjoy your colorful bento loaded with veggies, rice, and whatever meat leftovers you had from dinner. Usually you would see Rosho enjoying a small pudding cup to himself or anything small and sugary that he could find for cheap. 

You worried about him not eating properly, but when your eyes met his… Your heart would flutter, and the passing comment would fall silent as the two of you returned to your comfortable silence. After that ended, Rosho would give you a sheepish nod before scurrying towards his classroom, but lately he’s been adding in a friendly wave of acknowledgement. Progress was progress in your eyes. 

You hummed to yourself, reminiscing the fond memory of time that has passed as you taught at Gyoshin Private High School. You pulled at the tightly fastened bow on your apron to loosen it, only to turn your head at the sound of a nervous voice on the other side of your classroom door. Nearly stuttering when they called your last name in hopes of a response. But you recognized the owner, although you didn’t hear him speak often. “Yes Mr. Tsutsujimori? You’re allowed to open the door!” You assured him, watching the door slowly slide open with the math teacher standing there. His hands were laced tightly together as he offered you a small bow. “Please excuse me… I didn’t mean to interrupt if you were busy…” He cleared his throat and you shook your head with a smile. “No, no! I was only cleaning up to prepare for tomorrow.” You gave him a small wave of dismissal as you removed your pale pink apron and hung it up on a small wooden rack near your desk with an assortment of others. 

“Is there anything I can help you with?” You asked curiously as you walked over to one of the many small sinks to wash your hands. Rosho nervously adjusted his glasses higher onto the bridge of his nose. His eyes darted downwards to the floor as he cleared his throat a second time. “I have a question to ask.” He sounded stiff, as though this was a line he had been rehearsing before arriving at your classroom. “Yes? What is it?” You were genuinely curious, drying your hands and turning to face the math teacher. Rosho was not the type of man to ‘ask you a question’. Or ask anyone a question. He was a private person, and not once has he ever come to you like this. It was the friendly waves in the halls and on rare occasions seeing one another throughout Osaka in the shopping district on the weekends. 

The math teacher shifted his weight from one foot to another, his brows tensing as he mustered up the courage to continue. “I… You… Um… Do you..?” He trailed off awkwardly as you returned to your desk and opened up a small book filled with laminated pages. They were all recipes you could make with your students. “Well…” Rosho’s face held a soft frown as he looked down at the tips of his shoes. “My question… Might be a little strange…” He warned as his cheeks began to grow flushed. This caused you to look up. “Strange? How so?” Was he planning to ask you for a favor? You were sure the question was something you could handle, after all, Rosho had gathered the strength to come all the way here to ask you himself. The least you could do for him is listen. 

“What are your thoughts on alcohol?” The question was strange just as Rosho said it would be. But, you weren’t sure exactly what he meant. However you decided to answer him anyway as you stopped on a laminated recipe page for flan. “I mean… I don’t see anything wrong with it. It isn’t something I usually drink myself.” You answered to the best of your ability, and looked up at the math teacher with a warm smile. His face was completely red, and his vermillion colored eyes met yours for the first time.

The stare was intense. You could feel that he had so much more to say. Before you could ask him if he was alright, he had given you a deep bow, thanking you for your time before rushing away. You peeked your head into the hall as he rushed around the corner. Your smile had melted into a frown. Did something happen inside the school regarding alcohol? It could be that he had caught some students drinking on campus… Or maybe outside of school with their uniforms on? The thought began to worry you as you continued to tidy up before heading home for the day. 

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The next day after classes had ended, Rosho was waiting for you near the door again. You and your students had completed the first half of the recipe. The flan was stored away in the large fridge (some students had brought magnets to decorate it with your approval) and would stay overnight for them to enjoy the next day. The sweet scent seemed to encourage Rosho to step into your classroom as he sheepishly excused himself with a small bow. “Mr. Tsutsujimori! It’s nice to see you again.” You smiled sweetly with a chipper tone and began to loosen the bow on your pale purple apron decorated in small white flowers. “How can I help you?” You asked with a small tilt of your head as you hung it up on the wooden rack. He was obviously very nervous. His eyes darted to you then back to the floor before he straightened up and cleared your throat. “... I have another question to ask you.” He stated with a little more confidence than yesterday. You went to wash your hands with a puzzled look slowly turning to worry. It could be in relation to yesterday. But your mind was racing with possibilities, you couldn’t help but feel nervous as well. “Yes? I’m sure I can answer it for you.” Hopefully it wasn’t about catching any of the students drinking on campus…

He adjusted his tie and raised his eyes to meet yours. Sharp, and light red in color. The math teacher looked so intimidating. You had heard a rumor long ago that he looked far more frightening without his glasses on, that he used to be a delinquent himself. And yet he would always stammer over his ‘good mornings’ and his hands would shake when he passed by you in the hall. He could barely greet you now. Rumors are just rumors. “Would you… Perhaps..?” He trailed off with his hands folding together tightly. “There is a bar.” He blurted out suddenly as you turned back to look at him with a patient stare as you dried your hands. A bar?

He shuffled his weight on one foot to another. “It’s… Nice…” He shrugged awkwardly as you approached him with a smile. His hands looked like they were shaking, and you thought that you should help him out. “Mr. Tsutsujimori, are you trying to ask me to join you sometime?” You asked hopefully as his pale face became flushed in red rouge. 

He was silent as he stared down at you with a small nod. “If… If it isn’t too late… Would you join me this weekend? I won’t take too much of your time.” His voice was softer and shockingly hopeful as you nodded in response. “I would love to join you this weekend Mr. Tsutsujimori.” Your heart skipped in your chest as he gave you a deep and silent bow. “Thank you…” He whispered as he raised his head. He left in a hurry, racing down the hall with the tips of his ears singed from blush as the sun filled your classroom in its warm orange hue.

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Classes had ended for the week. Your students excitedly enjoyed the flan they had worked so hard to make as they came to and left from your classroom. Each holding their own variations of flan in little plastic bowls. You pulled the ribbon free from your bright red apron lined in colorful, cartoon flowers. The math teacher had returned to your classroom for the last time this week, calling out to you from the other side of the door. He sounded even more confident than yesterday. “You can come in Mr. Tsutsujimori!” You called out as you hung up your apron and went to wash your hands. The door slid open behind you, and you heard him enter the room. “P-Please excuse me.” He stuttered and entered the room, glancing around with his hands folded together. “I just came to confirm…” He trailed off, watching as you approached the fridge and opened it. “You would like to join me this weekend? I was thinking tomorrow, if we drink we’ll be needing the day after to recover.” He sounded calculated and stiff, again, as though he had rehearsed before he had come to see you. You pulled out a small tray of flan you had made with your students for each class. All varying in flavor and design. One had whipped cream on top. One was lined in cherries, while another was made of chocolate. There were six different puddings in total. “That sounds fine to me! I had made something for you. Well, I had made six things for you.” You placed the tray on your desk with a smile and motioned to it. “You have a sweet tooth, correct? I decided to make you some pudding, since you were so kind to invite me out for drinks this weekend.” Your face began to burn as bashfulness filled your chest. 

It felt silly, making him so much despite only seeing him eat a single cup during your lunch time together. “You’re so thin, I thought you needed more than just a single pudding to get you through the day!” You gave him a soft laugh as you laced your fingers together nervously. The feeling of your heart pounding against your ribs intensified as you focused on the tray. The math teacher was silent before he approached you, sliding the door shut as he looked at the tray of assorted puddings. “You made them for me?” The whisper left goosebumps prickling your skin as you nodded speechless.

A soft laugh escaped the math teacher’s lips as he looked down at the tray, and you were brought back to reality. “Oh! Let me get you a container to take them home in!” Before you could break away from the desk, Rosho raised a hand. “Wait- Actually…” He trailed off as your eyes met his. His face didn’t have the same red hue. His cheeks were flushed but this was different. “Are you busy?” He asked and you shook your head quickly in response. Your body had gone stiller than stone as he hovered near the pudding. “Is it alright if I stay here with you, and eat them now?” He asked with that same hopeful tone. The warmth in your face went down to your collar, making you feel as if you had been tossed into a sauna fully clothed. 

He wanted to stay here with you? “I… I can get you a spoon! Please, sit at my desk!” You offered and scrambled around in search of a plastic cutlery to give to the math teacher. Never would you have guessed that such a simple request would leave you feeling so flustered. As Rosho enjoyed the pudding (scraping every cup clean with a positive and stern review of each) you cleaned up and prepared for Monday when the two of you would return to greet your students in the morning. You could feel Rosho’s eyes watching you every so often, you were sure he knew when you would steal glances as well. 

When he finished his pudding, you finished preparing for Monday. Rosho had offered to walk with you to the train station and awkwardly asked to exchange numbers with you. Since the two of you would be drinking this weekend and needed a way to contact one another. You boarded the train together, staying close in that familiar and comforting silence as the warm sun had vanished, welcoming you both with an inky black scenery. Your stop had come first, and with a small wave of goodbye, you let out a breath you were holding as you left him on the train. 

You couldn’t wait for tomorrow.

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It was already 7pm and you were racing around with worry. You and Rosho were supposed to be at the bar he recommended at 8pm.

You spent all day fussing over what to wear, what color to paint your nails, and even how you wanted to style your hair. Sure, Mr. Tsutsujimori invited you out as a friend and he told you the setting was on a more casual side. But that didn’t mean you could dress too comfortably. The curls in your hair bounced as you fixed your eyeliner for a subtle wing with sparkling shadow smudged onto your lids. Curling your lashes and applying a thin coat of clear mascara that made your eyes pop and shine. You chose a clear gloss to apply to your lips, thankful that it was flavored just in case one of your late night romantic fantasies would come true. Your peach pink polish had dried long ago and you cursed yourself for not adding any glittery coating as you fastened your short pearl necklace around your throat. 

You requested your cat to wish you luck as you got dressed in something casual but something you considered worthy of going out in. A pastel pink cashmere sweater that hung off of your shoulders to fight the night chill, a long, an A line denim skirt that went down to your calf, and a pair of white boots with short heels. 

Rosho told you that he would meet you at the train station near your stop, not wanting you to ride alone so late at night. Even the sun wouldn’t be setting until 7:45. You grabbed your purse and your keys, saying goodbye to your kitty who had fallen asleep on your couch before leaving. You wanted to be early, the thought of missing the train (or Rosho) struck you with anxiety that you couldn’t shake off. You texted the math teacher a polite message saying you were on your way to the station and you were excited to join him for drinks. He sent you a sticker of a beer saying he was just as excited as you were. 

You made it to the train station around 7:20 with your purse clenched tightly in your hands as you struggled to catch your breath. It was already growing crowded as everyone waited for the next train to arrive in about ten minutes. Then, you spotted Rosho. He was leaning against a wall with his phone in his hand, squinting at it through his thin, round lenses. He was dressed in all black, an unusual sight from his brown suit and green tie, or even his periwinkle sweater vest with matching trousers. Rosho was wearing black shoes, black dress pants, a black button up, a black blazer with a subtle reflective pattern going down the chest and arms, and a black corded necklace. 

He looked far more dressed up than you did. “Excuse me, Mr. Tsutsujimori!” You called out to him and approached slowly with a smile on your face. Black looked good on him. He looked up from his phone, and you could see his face explode with the rouge color you had grown fond of. He only stared at you with wide, starry eyes. “I hope I didn’t make you wait long. I had trouble deciding what to wear. I’m sure you know how women can be!” You teased with a soft laugh as Rosho looked away. With a set of subtle inhales, you could smell the cologne he had doused his clothes in as well. A smokey wood scent and a hint of something floral. You wanted to move in closer to enjoy the scent, but you wouldn’t dare. “I-I wouldn’t know!” He stuttered out before tucking his hands into his pockets. “I wasn’t waiting long… In fact! I just got here!” Again, he sounded rehearsed as he gave you a trembling smile. It led you to believe he had been here for a while on account of his nerves. 

You gave him a soft smile and adjusted the long strap of your purse onto your shoulder. A startled expression wiping away your smile at the sound of the train arriving. You turned to look at the currently empty tracks before going back to Rosho. “Thank you again for inviting me out this weekend.” Your heart fluttered in your chest as the math teacher gave you a small nod. The nervous smile on his face remained. 

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The bar was cozy with a warm hibiscus colored glow. Many trinkets and doohickey’s lined the walls and dangled from the ceiling. A hole in the wall known as Mokarimakka. The name made you laugh as you responded to the silly neon sign with Rosho. He led you inside the narrow space, allowing you to hold onto the back of his blazer as he navigated through a small hall and up a short set of stairs. You followed closely behind Rosho, taking in a few more secretive inhales of his cologne before he showed you to the booth you would be sharing. “It’s usually crowded the later it gets in the night, I thought this would be an appropriate time for the both of us.” He explained as the two of you sat across from one another. You placed your purse beside you, taking a soft exhale as you squeezed into the red vinyl booth, frowning as the table pressed against your body. “Oh no this is fine! I’m not much of a night owl.” You wave a dismissive hand, feeling Rosho pull the table away from you just a few inches to give you some room. 

Your cheeks felt warm from the subtle action, not out of embarrassment but of admiration for Rosho. You quickly grabbed a drink menu to hide behind, noticing they served a lot of beer. “Mr. Tsutsujimori..?” You trailed off as you scoured the long list, feeling intimidated by the names and sizes of the heavy drinks. “If you want something lighter then you should order this.” You lowered the laminated page to see him pointing to a drink called ‘The Drunk Cinderella’. It was based on the mocktail, but with a shot of vodka to make it alcoholic. He showed you many more that you felt inclined to try as a waitress came over to greet you and take your orders. 

That was when you started to feel more and more adventurous with the menu. An Osaka Dry Cocktail, the classic Bloody Mary, a Long Island Iced Tea and a few more you didn’t recognize until you had already finished your glass. At one point Rosho had ordered you a plate of takoyaki to soak up some of the alcohol in your stomach. He had had beers of all kinds to contrast with your much prettier glasses of colorful cocktails. A tall Fat Tire, cans of chilled Asahi, Sapporo in a tall glass with ice, a few brown bottles of Minoh Beer (which the sight of the red monkey amused you) and more you had started to forget.

You and Rosho had gotten comfortable as you talked and drank. He had long ago discarded his blazer in the red vinyl seat and left the top two buttons of his black shirt undone. He told you about how he spent his days off, how he used to do comedy with his best friend, how sometimes he can’t stand his best friend, his love of pudding and many other assorted sweet things, and even how his students sometimes tease him. “I think the kids are silly, they pick on me sometimes too. I promise you aren’t alone.” You slurred, stifling a hiccup as you pulled your empty cocktail glass closer. Smiling to yourself when you noticed it was empty. “I mean, I got so many chocolates from my students during White Day, I’m sure they were assuming I was fond of candy.” You pouted as Rosho started to frown. “If they waited until White Day then it wasn’t *hic* malicious.” The math teacher grumbled with a frown. “Why do you think I gave you chocolate too?” He asked with a frown appearing as he pointed the mouth of the brown beer bottle in your direction. 

“Roshoooo!~!” You called his name with a slur to your voice as laughter spilled past your lips. Not realizing you had used his first name so comfortably as the memory of him presenting you the White Day chocolate so long ago returned. He found it amusing and called back to you, your name dancing along his tongue like the most expensive bottle of sake the bar could offer. You liked how it sounded when he said your name. “Did you give me the chocolate as a friend?” You asked jokingly as his red cheeks became redder. “At first, yes.” He answered honestly with a hiccup following. “But I had gotten advice from a friend, he said I should go for it.” Rosho glanced down at the table and jabbed at the air in front of you with his bottle. “But you’re so damn intimidatin’! I would practice and look up things to say, but we always ended up sitting in silence! It pisses me off!” His volume raised for the first time that night. His expression became a grimace as he placed his bottle down on the table and you soaked in the truth of his words. 

Rosho had wanted to talk to you for a long time now. “You always look so pretty when you come to school and when you leave. An’ you always smell good… Everyone likes ya’ and I don’t like the idea of another co-worker askin’ you out. So that’s why I tried to work up the courage to talk to ya… I jus’ got too nervous.” He scoffed as you patiently listened. You could almost picture a stern-faced Rosho chasing away the other male teachers during lunch time before he would come in to eat with you in your familiar, comfortable silence. 

A warmth stirred pleasantly through your entire body. It could be the alcohol. It could be the overwhelming feeling of your crush becoming more. “Mr. Tsutsujimori… I have a secret to tell you.” You admitted sweetly as Rosho tilted his head curiously. “Well hurry an’ tell me!” He grumbled as you waved him closer with your hand. “You can’t tell anyone, okay?” You whispered as he leaned over the table to hear you better. “I *hic* won’t.” He muttered as you moved in close, holding back a series of giggles threatening to spill past your lips. “Even though you’re intimidated by me…” You trailed off and cupped your hands over his ear. Your warm breath tickling his ear, and unknowingly causing his heart to pound against his ribs.

“Even so… I do like you, Mr. Tsutsujimori.” You whispered softly with a sheepish smile. You pulled away and grabbed onto your cold empty cocktail glass for comfort. You reveal your secret to Rosho Tsutsujimori. The socially awkward math teacher you wanted to get closer and closer to. It turned out he had wanted to get closer to you as well. 

Rosho’s hand went to cover his face, and he peeked over at you through the cracks in his long fingers. “I see how it is…” He mumbled into his palm before shaking his head. “I… I feel the same… Even if we haven’t spoken much…” He slurred with a stern look making its way onto his face. “I wanna know everything about you.” Rosho growled as you felt a familiar stir within you. 

Something about the situation was starting to feel dangerous. 

“Ahhh… We should do this again sometime… But it is getting pretty late.” You cooed nervously while tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. The math teacher quickly called for the waitress to return and bring the check. You leaned over the edge of the cushion and glanced back, hoping to spot the young lady as you grabbed your purse. You instead spotted a pair of men in a booth not too far from yours. One was wearing a large fur coat, his back facing you. And the other was hiding behind a drink menu. But you could see the top of his head layered in teal hair and he was wearing a very colorful suit. They looked familiar somehow. But the alcohol made it hard for you to pinpoint how exactly you knew them. They were old enough to be here, so they couldn’t be students. 

The check was taken care of (Rosho insisted through slurred words that he pay) and you clung to him as he led you out of the cozy little bar. It was late, but not so late that you would miss the last train. You felt warm all over, and you desperately wanted to be closer to Rosho. In more ways than one. He sat beside you, the train was desolate other than an elderly woman not too far from the both of you. It took off, and the two of you entered a silence that was much more intense than anything in the past.

You listened to the good ideas and the bad swirling through your alcohol filled brain. You did want to get out of the bar with Rosho. But you didn’t want to leave him tonight. Not yet. You gently pulled at the math teacher’s sleeve. You felt really warm. He looked down at you, his vermillion eyes soft as he leaned in closer for you to whisper. You were far too drunk to text him what you desired. You weren’t sure if you were confident enough to do such a thing. 

“Can I come home with you?” 

You were sure his heart skipped in his chest as he remained still, your hands still clutching his sleeve. “Are you sure?” He asked softly and you nodded swiftly. You didn’t want to go back to your apartment tonight. It could be the alcohol in your system that was making you brave. Or it could be the fact Rosho had openly admitted to wanting you as much as you wanted him. But you couldn’t end the night crashing into your bed alone and waking up to a hangover. 

Rosho was silent as he leaned away from you with a hand covering his reddened face. Before you both knew it, the robotic voice was calling your stop and its upcoming arrival. When the train slowed to a halt your shoulders sagged. Your stop was here. You moved to stand with a sadness settling in your heart. Before you could take Rosho’s silence as rejection, he reached over and pulled you by the arm. It was a silent instruction for you to sit back down. You were still, listening to the mechanical voice call your stop three more times before the doors slid shut. Rosho would indulge your less than innocent request.

You would be going home with him instead. 

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