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A Tale of a Yellow Rose

'Is love at first sight even real....?'

Riddle had this same thought running through his mind for a while now. It distracted him from his classes, his studies, even his dorm leader meetings.

All because of you.

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"Riddle.... Riddle.....RIDDLE!"

"Y-Yes?!" Riddle's eyes widen as he finally snapped out of his thoughts. He turned from his desk to look at the person that came in his room. He narrowed his eyes. "Trey...? Why didn't you knock?"

The vice-dormleader sighed.

"I did but you didn't answered again. So I came in to check. I came to remind you about your dorm meeting." He shakes his head.

'Ah, I almost forgot.....' Riddle glanced at the clock on the wall.

"You're not usually like this. This is the fifth time this week, Riddle...." Trey furrowed his brows, worried about his friend. "Is something the matter?"

Riddle stood up from his desk in silence before giving his answer.

"I'm fine, I am a the housewarden of Heartslabyul with many duties after all." He replied. "It must be getting to me."

Trey was still skeptical. "If you say so...."

Riddle walks out of the room with Trey following behind, but the vice-dormleader's saw something that caught his eyes that was on top of the bed drawer.

'When did Riddle have a yellow rose in his vase?'

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'Why was it even you......?'

The housewarden's mind wandered again as he listens half-heartedly to the Headmage Crowley speaking. He was finally at the meeting room for the dormleaders where Crowley was explaining something important that he couldn't recall later.

Riddle's mind wandered off to the day he properly met you.

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You were sitting on the walls in the hallways that had the view of the courtyard. You looked at the courtyard with neutral yet soft expression of your face. Suddenly, you lowered your hand halfway near the ground.

Your hand glowed a soft green.

Riddle was passing by from the other side of the courtyard for lunch. His gaze was first focus at the path in front of him, but his eyes suddenly looked at the side and widened as he saw you.

'What....are they doing.....?'

Not knowing there was an audience watching you, you raised your hand that carried a soft green aura around it.

From the ground below you, growed a little bud before growing to half of your height that was sat upon the wall and bloomed.

A deep red rose.

A gentle breeze blows your way as you inspected your rose which allowed your hair to sway with it covering the side view of your face that Riddle could not see.

His eyes widen as he saw the rose you grown blooming in front of him before walking away, his steps making soft taps on the floor.

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'A rose.....Reminds me of the Heartslabyul dorm....' You thought as you lowered your hand down.

"According to the school regulations, using magic between classes is against the rules." A voice spoke.

'Why did he come here....?'

"Hm?" You turn your head to the side to find the Heartslabyul housewardern standing in front of you with his arms crossed.

"Dormleader Rosehearts..." You murmured. You tilted your head. "A little practice doesn't hurt."

"That does not allow you—"

A soft smile. It was all it took to make him feel his voice stuck in his throat.

'Why......?'

"I'm sorry if it was bothering you....." You bowed politely before standing up. "I'll be heading off now."

He gritted his teeth when you bowed.

'Was it your smile....?'

The red haired student stood still as you walked away but was surprised to see you swivel back around and walked back to him.

"Ah, before I forget....."

You held out a yellow rose in front of him in which he hesitantly took.

"Hope to see you around, Heartslabyul dormleader...." You said as you finally walked away.

He watched presence become smaller and smaller before he glanced down at bright yellow rose. His face turned a soft pink.

"A yellow rose.... doesn't she know the flower means friendship....?" He murmured.

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"Dorm Leader Rosehearts, are you listening?"

The said dormleader stiffen from his seat before clearing his throat.

"I apologize, what were you saying?"

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You specialized in plant magic and had good grades in Potionology. However, he never properly had a conversation with you until now. He knew you were part of the group that saved him from his Overblot.

But he considered you somewhat of an.... 'acquaintance' ?

Not to mention, he hasn't even spoken to you for almost a week now ever since that encounter.

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'What a dilemma....'

"Riddle, I could tell you've been distracted lately...." Trey sweatdropped.

Both the housewarden and vice-housewarden were walking back together to their dorm after class after they met up with each other.

"How so?"

"You haven't collared Ace for putting salt in your tea this morning...." He recalled.

"Just having thoughts that have been in my head all day..." He answered as sped up his walk.

Well, technically he wasn't wrong.

"The yellow rose?" Trey smirked.

Riddle footsteps came to a stop before he turned around only to see the sly expression Trey wore.

'Have I become predictable....?'

"I saw the rose on your night stand yesterday." The third year explained. "Just today, when I walked to the library to grab a book, I talked to Y/N."

"Hmph." So that's how he knew.

"They told me they wanted to get to know you more." He said.

Trey knew exactly what that flower meant.

And when he saw Riddle's expression changed, he knew he helped him found an answer.

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You were reading in the school library. You liked the silence of the area. No work, no school, no Overblot, no certain crow bothering you....

A freshing change of scenery.

Suddenly, there was a hand on your view, placing a yellow rose on your table.

"Hm?"

You looked up from your book only to unexpectedly find the Heartslabyul dormleader whose breath was heavy.

"Dormleader—"

"Please call me Riddle...." He spoke quietly as he averted his gaze. He coughed. "...I would also like to become good friends."

You blinked at him.

A soft chuckle then was let out from you as you realized his actions. You stared in amusement at his face that was turning red.

'What are these emotions.....?' He thought as he felt the urge to place his hand on his chest.

"Would you like to read with me then?" You gave a gentle close-eyed smile.

'Huh?' He was shocked and confused by your words.

'Was it fate when I saw you.....?'

He listened to you talked about the book you were reading as you sat together at the same table.

'Until I know more about this feelings....'

"This is the best chapter in the book! It was quite....."

'For now, I'm glad you accepted being my friend.....'

And to think this all started from a mere rose.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst fanfic #riddle x reader #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #heartslabyul

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A Tale of a Kitten's Jealousy

"Love...It's just a kitten...." You sighed.

"Get rid of it." Leona demanded again.

"Aren't you a bit harsh on the little guy...?" You narrowed your eyes and covered the sleeping kitten's ears.

Leona irked.

You found the little kitten that was injured in the forest a week ago and you didn't have the heart to leave it there to die. So you took the kitten with you and took care of it until it got better. However, after telling your boyfriend about the news he seemed a bit quiet for a few days.

Suddenly out of the blue, he complained to you as you were visiting his dorm today.

"I even asked the headmage if I can take care of it." You innocently gave a close-eyed smile.

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"I apologize but I can't allow another creature to roam this school." Crowley said firmly.

A flashback of you who was in his office held the kitten with a towel wrapped around it to keep it warm . You wanted to ask if you can keep it and take it into your care.

"Headmage Crowley."

Crowley sweated a little as he felt something sinister coming from his student.

"Sir, I don't think you want me to remind the other teachers about your little debt to them, do you?" A dark aura covered you as you smiled. "Think of this as a little payment for all I've done for you. You are very GENEROUS, aren't you?"

"H-How cruel!"

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The lion sweatdrop at the smile since he could imagine what could of happen in that crow's office before composing himself.

"You already got a furball in your dorm." The lion raised a brow. "You don't need another one."

"Grim's alright with it!" You said. "He even help me feed it!"

'Although, I have to do twice the head scratches as compensation.....'

He began murmuring stuff under his breath.

"Uh, I don't understand what your saying....."

Then, you realized something.

"Wait a minute, I thought you weren't bothered....?" You tilted your head. "You never complained about this until now."

"Tch." He averted his gaze.

"Leona."

"Never mind...." He went to his bed and plopped down facing away from you. "I don't want to talk about anymore...."

You sweatdrop at his childish action before sitting at the side of the bed, kitten in arms.

"He was too cute to be alone, why are you sulking now—"

Then, your eyes widened as finally figured out why he was like this.

"Leona, are you jealous....?"

"No." He immediately answers.

It wasn't visible but he tensed up.

Your eyes blinked before you let out a little chuckle at his behavior. You petted his hair to sooth him.

He would have slept if it was continued but was stopped at a little meow.

"Mew!"

It seems the kitten woke up from its nap and was crying little meows now.

"Ah, he woke up...." You petted the kitten's head.

"Meow!"

"He?" Leona sat up and turned to look at you.

"So now you want to talk?" You glanced at him playfully.

The beastman grumbled and looked away.

"His name is Leo..…" You smiled gently at the kitten wrapped in a towel in your arms. Leona's head quickly turned back to you. You shrugged. "He kind of reminded me of you."

To say Leona was surprised would be an understatement. A tinge of red could be seen on his ears as he finally took a good look at the kitten and you.

"Think of it as your child since I was hoping you would also look after him with me."

A sudden vision came to his mind as he saw a woman and himself holding a child that cried softly. He shook his head to get rid of that thought.

"....Whatever."

"I was hoping that would be a yes or a no but that'll do I suppose....."

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst fanfic #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #savanaclaw #leona kingscholar x reader #leona x reader #leona kingscholar #leona

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This made my day ☺️....

TWST Scenario

Azul: “But Y/N, how can I improve my image without taking other people’s talents?”

MC/Yuu: “You could change your name.”

Azul: “What’s wrong with Azul?”

MC/Yuu: “Say it backwards.”

Azul: “Luza.” (Loser)

MC/Yuu: …

Jade and Floyd: *try not to be sick from how hard they’re laughing*

Azul: *knows he will never hear the end of this*

#Its not azul its luza now #twst #LMAO

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"Innocent" my ass

Babes, of course I would, no need to ask.

BUT ALSO THAT’S SO CUTE!!!

HE GETS LONELY? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE NEVER MAKE THIS ADORABLE, INNOCENT EEL LONLEY!!

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Wanted to do for Deuce cause of there was a chick in an eggshell lamp in shopee but decided on Jade instead 😭

#Sorry Deuce #Deuce Spade #twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader

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A/N: Y'all know what inspired me? A damn shopee ad and I need to get it out of my head. 💀

A Tale of a Mushroom Lamp

"Jade!" You called out to him.

He was just cleaning the glasses behind the counter, one by one, placing it down when finished. No customers were in Monstro Lounge for it was closing for the night. Most of dorm members already did their chores which makes it the perfect time to hand him your gift.

"Ah, hello dear." He gave his usual close-eyed smile, but with a hint of softness as you were in his view. "Do you want me to walk you to your dorm today? It's getting quite late."

You rubbed your head sheepishly. "I mean sure, but that's not why I'm here!" You changed the topic. You placed a package on the counter. "I saw something at Sam's store that reminded me of you! So I just had to buy it!"

"Oh?" Jade stared at the package before taking it in his hands. "Whatever could it be......?"

You just gave him a grin.

"You won't know if you don't open it!"

As the twin eel opens his gift, his face expression remained the same however, if you looked a bit closer, you could see the sparkles shining his eyes. The more he stared at his gift, the more his smile turned genuine before turning to one of amusement.

"A small mushroom lamp?" He said amused. "You do know we already have in the lounge."

"Well, I thought you could put this in your room." You put your hands on hips. "You love staring at your mushrooms, so why not get you something mushroom related?"

"Oh, before I forget!" You remembered something.

"Something wrong?"

Placing a hand on top the lamp, you pressed it.

"You squish it to turn it on." You demonstated as the lamp glowed a soft yellow.

"How lovely...."

"Not to mention, they could be different colors as well...." You squished it again causing it to change through different colors.

"Fascinating...."

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"Shrimpy, I should squeeze you."

"Eh?" You blinked as you found yourself in the grip of the other tweel.

'Your already doing it though....'

Floyd laid his head on your shoulder as he remembered what happened the last few days, all grumpy.

"This is your fault!"

"What did I even do?!"

You wondered what could of happened that caused this twin to be even angry at you in the first place. Even more concerned for the eyebags that appeared under his eyes that you don't remember seeing the last time you saw him.

He turned you around to make you face him.

"That damn lamp....." Floyd grumbled.

"Wha—" Then you remembered you gave that mushroom lamp to Jade, a few days ago. You tilted your head. "Did something happen to it?"

"Cause of you Shrimpy, I can't sleep!" He growled. "That mushroom's always glowing every time I'm in there! In different colors!"

"I see....." You sweatdrop.

You were glad that he liked the gift but didn't realized he liked it to that extent.

"Get Jade to turn it off...." He complained. "I'm tired, and I will destroy it if he doesn't."

"Oops....."

#twst #twisted wonderland #jade leech x reader #jade leech x mc #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader

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Imagined if Azul and MC had a partnership for this kind of thing 💀

8k Followers Special

In which an alchemy mishap gives (Y/n) the ability to confer a blessing of good luck onto anyone, simply by kissing them.

Now, (Y/n) has a line of students lining up to be smooched.

Idea by anon.

"(Y/n)! Kiss me!"

"No— kiss me! I need it for an upcoming alchemy test!"

"Please— I need the luck to get the first wagyu sandwich at the cafeteria today!"

Although the Ramshackle mansion was under a complete lockdown, with the windows barred and the front doors closed off with a large bookshelf, the entire building shook due to the masses outside. Voices of hundreds mixed into one large mess, and only a few reached your ringing ears. Stuck with Grim, Ace, and Deuce in your dorm building, this hadn't been how you had expected to spend your afternoon.

The offset for this disaster had been an incident in alchemy class just earlier that day.

As you had been busy chopping up some leaves, you only noticed too late when your lab partner threw something strange into the potion mix. You narrowed your eyes at him and grumbled, "Grim, why did you add my lip balm to the kettle?!" You desperately tried to fish the little container out again, but it had already sunken to the bottom, its viscous content mixed into the rest of the liquid.

"Uh— it looked a little bit dry?" Grim explained innocently. "And I thought it could use a little bit of hydration."

From the table next to you, Ace couldn't help but snicker as he mumbled, "Your logic is flawed, Grim."

That seemed to have flipped a switch inside of the cat monster, and you had to hold him back in order to prevent him from attacking the red-head. "Tsk, no— don't you dare underestimate me!" the cat wailed and thrashed around to free himself from your grasp. "Me, the great Grim! Most powerful magician of all time—"

In his fit of anger, he had managed to knock over the small kettle on your desk. His paw had hooked onto the rim, making the kettle topple over, and the content to splatter all over you. The pinkish liquid mostly landed on your face, and only a few splashes appeared to be on your white lab coat.

A frustrated whine escaped your lips as you practically flung Grim at Ace. "Hey! You clumsy cat—" you yelled out in anger, only for that anger to morph into frustration. Taking off your safety goggles to wipe the pink liquid off proved to be a difficult task. "Uh... it's so slimy..." And it only became worse when you tried to remove the smudges on your face, especially your lips.

"Don't worry, nothing happened," Deuce assured while putting the kettle back into its original place. "But... your lips are kinda pink? Oh— and very well hydrated, thanks to the lip balm Grim added!"

Ace's smile turned into a mischievous smirk. "You should sell the recipe to Azul and market it as a magical lip balm. You'd get rich."

Grim seemed to approve of this idea, especially once money was mentioned. But, before he could voice his utter approval, you grabbed him once again tightly. "Come here, Grim! Revenge be upon you!" you exclaimed as a battle-cry before you squeezed him as tightly as you could, playfully burying your face in the patch of fur between his ears.

"Stop!" Grim laughed out loudly. "That tickles!"

Your little cuddling session was put to an end when a shadow looming over you blocked the light of the chandelier from above. The two of you froze in your places upon noticing that it was none other than Crewel who stood in front of your desk. "Grim and (L/n), your concoction looks marvellous," the professor said, sounding surprised as he looked at the remains of the pink substance in the kettle. "It's been a while since I gave an A to first-years, but you two deserve it."

"What— an A?" Ace cried out in disbelief. "For his glorified lip balm?"

Crewel, unbothered to react to his outburst, stepped over to the Heartslabyul duo and eyed their kettle suspiciously. "Spade and Trappola, your potion looks... chunky. You get a D." Without another word, and not allowing any protest, the professor disappeared to the next table.

Ace looked like he was about to explode. "What?! That's so unfair!"

Deuce, on the other hand, simply sank into himself in resignation. "Seems like you're lucky today, Grim..."

"Share your secret with us!" Ace exclaimed hastily. "Do you carry a rabbit's paw with you? Did you get up with the right foot?"

Grim shrugged. "Today was nothing special, aside from the little accident a few seconds ago." Having wrought his way out of your arms, he jumped into his own chair again and brushed his messy fur. "And then (Y/n) grabbed me and tickled the hell out of me—"

"Wait, Grim—" Deuce interrupted, "you have a lipstick stain on your forehead."

And indeed, there was a perfect, pink imprint, reminiscent of a pair of lips, on the patch of fur between his ears. A frustrated cry escaped his lips when the cat tried to wipe the stain off with his paw, but to no avail. The imprint couldn't even be smudged.

"Oops, must have been me," you cooed innocently.

"Yes, (Y/n)'s kiss gives people good luck!"

For a moment, Ace's eyes wandered between the two of you, more specifically Grim's lip imprint and your own pink lips. As if a lightning had struck him, the red-head jumped to his feet and gasped. "And your luck just started to kick in," he exclaimed and turned ro his partner. "Do you think what I'm thinking, Deuce?"

The sceptical glance you shot your two best friends, who really did seem to share one brain cell, didn't deter them from their theory. "I think it's just a coincidence," you remarked and waved them off.

"Ew, I can't get the lipstick off my fur!" Grim cried out, by now violently scrubbing his forehead.

"Alright, (Y/n)," Ace exclaimed excitedly. "Pucker your lips for us."

"No way I'm gonna kiss you guys!"

"It's for science," Deuce said and gave you the best puppy eyes he could muster.

A shiver ran down your back in playful disgust, especially when you grumbled in a low tone, "...alright, but make it quick." You feigned to gag. "I'll have to wash my mouth with soap afterwards."

"On the lips, please~" Ace said.

"Me too!"

You glared at them while scooting closer to your two friends. "You're idiots," you mumbled while pressing a quick kiss to Deuce's lips first in rather shy fashion, clumsy too. The tips of your noses touched briefly, and your cheeks were a bright red. When you pulled away, his lips were stained a soft pink as well.

Ignoring the way Deuce's looked like he was about to explode, you turned your attention to Ace and collected all your willpower to press a kiss onto his lips. Once it was done and over with, Ace chuckled out in amusement, "Hey, we gotta take our chances." Then, with his lips a faint pink, he leaned back into his chair, relaxed.

Before anyone could speak up again, Crewel had appeared by their table. "Spade and Trappola, it seems like I gave your previous test the wrong grade," the professor explained while handing them out their corrected papers. "You both get ten points added to your last test."

"Really?!" Deuce yelled out in disbelief, looking like he was about to cry out of happiness.

Ace threw his hands into the air. "It's working!"

As you were busy wiping your lips rather violently, you muttered quietly, "You're welcome... Just don't go around telling everyone about this."

"Of course!"

"Promised."

Yes, that's what they had said — assured you, promised you — and look in what a mess you were now: almost everyone on campus knew about your new ability to confer luck to a person with a simple kiss. The rumour had spread like wildfire, and now a massive amount of students had surrounded the Ramshackle mansion, demanding entry and to see you.

The furniture used to bar the front door wouldn't hold up much longer against the pounding from outside, and Ace, Deuce, Grim, and you were basically sitting ducks until your timely demise when you would be swarmed by your fellow students. And eventually, the bookshelf gave out and was pushed aside to allow a flood of students to enter.

This was it. This was how you would die.

However, it came to you as a surprise when Grim stepped forward, in front of the three of you, and put his paws out to stop the mass of students in the hallway. "For a generous 50 Madol, you can get a good luck kiss from (Y/n)!" he exclaimed, which caused the screaming and yelling to quiet down. His control over the crowd was astounding; instead of trampling all over you, they obeyed his command and got into line.

"Guys, why—" you stuttered out hesitantly.

"If you can't fight them," Grim explained, "just profit off of them."

Ace began laughing. "That's what Azul would say."

Upon noticing the unwillingness in your eyes, albeit mostly fear upon realising the sheer quantity of students in your home, Deuce put a hand on your shoulder and shot you a smile. "Come on, we'll make sure everything stays orderly," he shouted over the background noise.

The three's expectant gazes lingering on you, you were left no other option than to exhale and comply in resignation. "Fine, but get me some lip balm first—" you grumbled under your breath, "before my lips fall off from smooching a bunch of guys..."

"You heard my henchhuman!" Grim exclaimed in excitement. "Let's get to kissing!"

In no time, your three friends had managed to transform the ocean of students into one neat line... mostly. Although it was still loud and stuffy, you at least didn't feel overwhelmed anymore. The loud voices bickering and chatting still protruded the air, accompanied by the sound of Madol coins clinging loudly as they were handed over to your friends.

You took a deep breath and readied yourself to start kissing away.

The first in line was a group of Heartslabyul students. Much to your surprise, the three most prominent members, that being Riddle, Trey, and Cater, were in that group, as well. You eyed them curiously, and a smile grew on your lips once it was their turn to be kissed.

"Riddle, I didn't expect to see you here," you teased playfully.

Although his cheeks did turn a soft red, he quickly crossed his arms and let out a frustrated huff. "Don't worry, I'm not here to get a kiss myself. I don't really believe that luck can outweigh hard work in the long run—" His monologue was interrupted by a series of coughs from behind him in the queue. "Rather, I am here to make sure Cater and the rest of my dorm members don't do anything stupid." With that, he stepped aside without a kiss.

"They wouldn't dare to do anything like that," Trey remarked while stepping beside Riddle without having been kissed, as well. "And besides, a little dose of luck can be the little sprinkle of salt needed to perfect a cake that required a lot of work, to bring out the true flavour and sweetness."

"Yeah! You should try it out," Cater cheered and opened up the camera app on his phone. "Of course after I got kissed."

You couldn't help but roll your eyes in amusement. "Where do you want the kiss, Cater?"

"Well, my right cheek is fine! I wanna take a pic to post on Magicam," he explained and wrapped his arm around you sideways. With the lense of his phone trained onto the two of you, you pressed your lips to his cheek for a little while longer, until the familiar lightning of the camera struck. "Hehe, thank you~ What a memorable day!" A satisfied smile on his face, he walked away while diddling on his phone.

"You, too, Trey?"

An amused chuckle escaped the vice dormleader's leader's lips. "Actually, I'm just here to make sure Riddle doesn't collar anyone... I don't need luck for anything particular today," Trey explained, rubbing his neck sheepishly as he gazed at Riddle next to him.

"You two are just adorable," you cooed and broke out into a grin. Before either of them could react, you had already pressed a kiss to their cheeks each.

Trey was caught off-guard. "But— we didn't pay!"

"Shush, just go along," you said and waved him off.

Riddle, on the other hand, looked like he was about to explode with how red his face had gotten. His hands were clenched into fists as he seethed out, "Violating my personal space would normally grant you a collar..." However, he seemed to calm down soon enough, the sudden outburst leaving him flustered and embarrassed. "But you're lucky I'm lenient today..."

At last, Riddle shyly walked away, and Trey followed him worriedly.

Next in line was a group of Savanaclaw students, and at the very front of the queue, none other than their dormleader.

"Leona, hey— what would you need luck for?"

"I need to pass this semester, and that requires all the luck I can get— at least Ruggie always says so," he explained rather casually. "He urged the two of us to come here..."

"Right!" Ruggie chimed from behind his dormleader. "I myself need a little bit of luck to strike a few good paying jobs."

You hummed and leaned forward to press a kiss to the lion beastman's cheek, only for him to grab your shoulder roughly just as your lips were about to meet his skin. "What do you think you're doing, herbivore?" Leona hissed under his breath, glaring at you.

"Uh— kissing you on the cheek?" you asked in utter confusion.

"I want a kiss on the lips."

You narrowed your eyes at him. "No—"

Before you could free yourself from his grip and yell at him for his cheekiness, Grim appeared beside you and waved his short arms around. "That makes double, Leona!" your fellow dorm-member exclaimed happily.

"I'm willing to pay," Leona retorted.

Your jaw clenched and your hands tightened into fists, you hissed out, "You're a cheeky one."

He simply shot you a grin and raised his eyebrow mockingly. It took you all of your willpower to squeeze your eyes shut and press a quick kiss to his lips instead of slapping him for his audacity. "Wasn't so hard, was it?" he asked while you pulled away with a warm face, whether from being flustered or angry, you didn't know.

As he walked away in satisfaction, you were allowed to take a deep breath. "Ruggie, how about you?"

"Just the cheek will be fine!" he chimed, and you pressed your lips against where he had pointed to. A grateful grin appeared on his face as he ran after Leona. "Thank you, (Y/n)! I got a few job interviews to attend now. Catch ya later, shishishi..."

Next up, Jack and Epel.

You shot the wolf beastman a curious look. "Hey, Jack. Why are you here?"

"Just here to stop Epel from punching anyone," Jack grumbled while holding back a feral Epel by his collar. "He has the tendency to start fights when his dormleader isn't around to supervise him."

"You sure you don't want anything?"

"No."

A chuckle escaped your lips, and you tilted your head to the side, deep in thought for a moment. When you had made up your mind, you speedily leaned forward and pressed a kiss onto Jack's cheek. Before he could even register what had happened, you had pulled back again. "Here you go, it's on the house! Just because you're so sweet," you said, laughing. The gesture left Jack speechless.

"I... uh—"

"Now, where's Epel?" you asked while letting your gaze drift around, in search for the small boy that had vanished from Jack's side.

"Hey! I'm down here!" A look to your right revealed Epel, squished between two other Savanaclaw students. His lips were contorted into a large scowl as he marched up to you and puffed his chest out. "Way to make fun of my height..."

"Oh, sorry. It's just really crowded here." You shot him an amused smile. "What do you need the luck for?"

"I want lots of folk to buy my family's produce! Things have kinda slowed down again after Vil's advertisement."

"That's nice of you."

Epel nodded happily, an innocent smile growing on his lips. "Ma and Da will be so happy..." he muttered under his breath, his smile widening after you had pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek. Without another word, he took off and disappeared into the crowd again, Jack following after him in concern.

Your eyes followed after them until they became one with the masses again.

"What a sprawling business you have up and running, prefect."

A turn to your left revealed a trio of three suit-clad students being the next ones in the queue. You narrowed your eyes suspiciously, quietly muttering, "Oh, the fish mafia."

Jade gasped, offended. "What an unsavory nickname for us gentlemen."

Your remark merely drew a chuckle out of Azul's lips. Although, his charming smile soon turned a little bit more serious again as he explained, "We're just here to get lucky, no shady business." At that, your shoulders drooped forward in relief, much to his amusement. "I just need the luck to get our newest menu to be popular."

"I'm just here in the hope of getting lucky on my next trip to the mountains," Jade said fondly. "There are these special mushrooms I wish to stumble upon."

"And I just wanna be lucky in general!" Floyd chimed and threw his arms into the air.

Your eyes wandered between the three of them for a while, suspicious of their true nature and intentions. However, when you couldn't find any trace of dishonesty or deception, you muttered, "Alright, that doesn't sound too bad..." You ignored the way their eyes flashed strangely and rubbed your eyes in exhaustion. "Is cheek fine for you three?"

"Yes," Jade and Azul replied.

Floyd, on the other hand, exclaimed, "Lips, please!" His answer earned him strange looks from his two fellow dorm-members, and even you couldn't suppress the surprised expression on your face. An annoyed grumble escaped Floyd's lips as he waved all three of you off. "Hey, I've got nothing better to spend my money on, anyway." Unabashedly, he stepped forward and puckered his lips.

A nervous chuckle escaped your lips before you mustered all your courage to lean forward and press your lips against his. Floyd let out a disappointed sigh when you pulled away, and he would have demanded another one if it weren't for Jade's hand latching onto his shoulder and pulling him back. Jade was easy to please with a kiss to his cheek, and he retreated with a satisfied smile. Lastly, Azul, who was rather queasy when your lips made contact with his skin. When you pulled away, his cheeks were dusted a light pink, and he stammered on his words. So much that Jade spoke on his behalf.

"Come by to try our newest menu some time, prefect," the vice dormleader announced calmly. Without another word, the three Octavinelle students disappeared from your sight.

"Oh- Oh! We're next, Jamil!"

"I can see that, Kalim..."

Your attention was drawn to your next customers: two Scarabia students.

"Hey, (Y/n)!" Kalim exclaimed once he stood in front of you, unable to stand still any longer. "I need the luck to uh... get a lot of candy! I want my coins back at Scarabia to be turned into these yummy chocolate ones, by some strange case of luck!" The smile on his lips was large and innocent — adorable, even.

"Really, that's it?" You raised an eyebrow, and he nodded eagerly. So, you grabbed the sides of his head gently to hold him still, eliciting a little giggle from him. The kiss to his cheeks made his giggles grow louder, and when you had completely pulled away, a goofy grin had appeared on his face.

You removed your hands from Kalim's face and turned to his companion, who until now had stood beside him quietly. The questioning look you shot the Scarabia vice dormleader caught him off-guard.

"I... uh, I actually haven't been able to think of anything for myself," Jamil said awkwardly, taken back by surprise when he saw Kalim hand Grim the money for the two of them, despite Jamil's protests. "I've been too busy trying not to lose Kalim in this mess." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll find something later on." Withour wasting another minute, you leaned forward and pressed a sweet kiss to his right cheek. The gesture left him dazed, almost hypnotised, and he immediately raised his hand to touch the patch of skin that your lips had touched.

Before Jamil could mutter as much of a 'thank you', Kalim had already grabbed his hand and pulled him away, saying that he wanted to look for his sweets now.

A smile grew on your lips at his words, but you were snapped out of it when a sneaky pair of hands suddenly grabbed a hold of your right hand and cradled it softly. Looking to your left revealed a blonde with large purple hat; it was none other than Rook. And Vil stood beside him impatiently.

A large smile decorated Rook's face as he got onto his knees, all the while still holding onto your hand. "Mon ange, I am here to have you confer your blessing upon this humble hunter, in the hope that he may score a lucky hunting session!" he cooed and gave your hand a gentle squeeze. "Of course, that hunter is none other than moi!"

"Rook, hello," you said and helped him to his feet again, amused by his antics. "Cheek is fine?"

"More than fine," he cooed, eagerly holding out the left side of his face for you. When your lips made contact with his pale skin, you swore you heard a swoon escape his lips. "Merci, mon ange!" The hunter shot you a charming smile before retreating to his dormleader's side.

You straightened your back to shoot the other blond a smile. "Good evening, Vil. What would you need luck for?"

"Working in the acting and modelling industry always requires a little bit of luck for auditions and what not," Vil explained smoothly. "So why not? I have nothing to lose."

"Alright. A kiss on the cheek?"

Vil shook his head and raised his arm instead. "On the back of my hand, please. It's not good for my reputation to run around with a lipstick stain on my cheek."

Although his request made you raise an eyebrow, you simply shrugged and took a hold of his hand. In one swift motion, you raised his hand and pressed a gentle kiss onto his knuckles. "Here you go, Mr. Schoenheit," you said while letting go of his wrist again.

Vil nodded in satisfaction and sauntered away elegantly, Rook following him loyally.

"Idia, this way!" the next person in line shouted.

"I-I don't want to, Ortho! I've changed my mind!"

A surprised look flashed over your face when you realised that it was Idia — in person, might I add — approaching you, or rather, being forcibly pushed towards you. He clamoured loudly, but Ortho wouldn't cease to stop his rocket boots until the two of them stood right in front of you.

Ortho shot you a friendly smile. "Hello, (Y/n)... please, would you be so kind and bless my big brother with luck?" he asked, his smile growing sheepish when Idia tried to wind his way out of his grip like a frenzied animal. "He may not look like it now, but earlier, he was a madman raving ecstatically upon hearing of you."

You hummed and turned to Idia. "Sure, where do you want the kiss?"

"C-Cheek, please..."

In contrast to his previous behaviour, Idia froze when you brought your face closer to his. He clamped his eyes shut and ceased to breathe — right until he felt your soft lips on his cheek. The tips of his hair flared up into a soft pink, the shade of the lipstick stain on his cheek. And only when you pulled away to make sure he hadn't fainted did he allow himself to smile in a silly and relieved way, as if he had braved a difficult fight.

"See?" Ortho chimed, also relieved. "That wasn't so hard..."

A chuckle escaped your lips at that, and you even leaned forward to pat his shoulder. "And you also get one for free, just because you're adorable, Ortho!" you announced before closing in and pressing a kiss to his forehead.

The robot-boy gasped in surprise, although his eyes soon fluttered close in appreciation. "Me? Oh, thank you! You're so generous!" A giggle escaped his lips as he pushed Idia forward and exclaimed, "Big Brother, say thank you as well..."

"T-Thank you..." Idia stuttered out, looking like he was ready to bolt out of this crowded place any time soon.

On their way out, the two Shroud brothers bumped into an entourage of Diasomnia students.

Sebek seemed to lead the group through the masses, rudely pushing students to the side and forcing his way through. "Finally! I managed to cut a way through the mass of people! This way, Master Malleus..." he exclaimed and gestured for his dormleader to step forward. "Everyone, make way— make way!"

"Oh, Sebek. This isn't making you popular..." Lilia muttered in amusement.

Silver, who had until then managed to fall asleep while standing next to his vice dormleader, jolted awake and let out a confused gasp. "Huh— Where are we going, Father?" he asked while struggling to catch up with the rest of the group.

Lilia floated up to ruffle the second-year's hair. "Just getting a good night kiss, Silver."

Once they arrived in front of you, you shot the group of a sheepish smile. "Oh, hello you three— and even Malleus..." Your eyes grew wide upon spotting the tall fae looming over you.

A giddy smile decorating his face, the dragon fae explained, "I could not resist the idea of being blessed with luck." Sighing wistfully, he began scratching his chin with his gloves fingers. "After all, I can certainly need it to receive invitations to some festivities I look forward to attending."

"Understandable, and you three?"

"I will use the luck to protect Master Malleus even better!"

Through his chuckles, Lilia managed to explain, "Silver wants to be lucky enough to not fall asleep as often anymore." Then he paused upon realising that the second-year in question had fallen asleep again. "And as for me? I think I'd like to have this luck make my culinary creations turn out even better than now!"

"Sebek, that's so you. Silver, that's totally understandable. And Lilia, you'll need the luck."

The first to be kissed was Malleus, who simply closed his eyes innocently, even having to bend down a little bit for you to reach his cheek, and then patiently waited for your kiss. A satisfied chuckle escaped his lips as he stepped back to eye you intently.

Next up were Lilia and Silver; as for Lilia, you simply pressed a kiss to his cheek, and as cheeky as he was, he returned the gesture smoothly, much to your surprise. You broke out into laughter and waved him off. As for Silver, who had fallen asleep, you simply pressed a kiss to his forehead. He stirred a little bit, but didn't wake up otherwise.

And last was Sebek. He straightened his back and raised his head like soldier in front of his king, ready to receive an order. His antics caused you to roll your eyes, but you nonetheless leaned forward and kissed his cheek. Although he might have been exploding inwardly, he tried his best to not let it show too much. So, when he walked back to Malleus' side, he was as stiff as a board.

Smiling, Lilia exclaimed, "We thank you for your generosity, (Y/n)!" Without further ado, the group of four turned around and walked away in closed formation.

A look of relief flashed across your face when you realised that the queue had come to an end for now, that the Diasomnia squad had been the last ones to be kissed. You sighed leisurely when Grim, Ace, and Deuce approached you. Your lips were sore, and you touched them to notice that your fingertips hadn't turned pink. "This is the end. My lipstick has worn off, anyway..." you muttered, confirmed by a look into a nearby mirror.

Ace got onto a chair to announce, "Everyone, we're sold out forever! Don't come back tomorrow or the day after that." A wave of disappointed sighs echoed through the living room of Ramshackle as the remaining students poured out.

"And as for us, we made tons of Madol!" Deuce cheered.

"(Y/n) and everyone sitting on a tree!" Grim began singing. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

You mustered your most angry glare to direct at the cat monster. "Don't you dare continue that rhyme..." you hissed and wagged your finger at him.

However, Grim simply continued jumping around and singing, "First comes money. Then comes luck. Then comes my tuna!"

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WAIT FLOYD NO—

twst & tsumtsum collab scenarios part 2, ft. riddle, jack, floyd x reader (separate)

read part 1, ft. leona, cater, epel, sebek here

author’s note: Based on the JP TWST Event. Wrote this while sleepy so I might have missed some grammar mistakes, sorry about that, will fix asap if any :>

general tags: gender neutral reader, sfw, attempt at humor, not beta read

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

Riddle’s tsum is, funnily enough, stricter than Riddle himself when it comes to enforcing the Queen’s Rules. However, isn’t the tsum seemingly biased? (or, Riddle and Riddle Tsum don’t always agree when it comes to interpretations of the Rules, but they do agree on one thing—you can get away with some rules more than others)

wc: 620+ words

specific tags: Reader is a Heartslabyul student ; Food mention

Riddle Tsum has one peculiar hobby—tackling people, specifically offenders of the Queen’s Rules. That was not to say tackling was unique to Riddle Tsum, it was an activity that he had seen all the tsums do at least once, but his tsum was particularly… tackle-happy, he would say.

While he appreciated the thought behind the action, it is fascinating to know there’s a creature out there who upholds the rules just as much as him, Riddle didn’t exactly agree with all of the creatures interpretations and, quite honestly, methods.

A small and light tap as a warning would do! Tackling the students suddenly could result in further messes that would need to be dealt with.

The tsum did not agree. Well, that was how the Heartslabyul Dorm Leader interpreted it—it was a little difficult trying to figure out what specifically the tsum didn’t agree with considering it couldn’t speak, which also meant he could not properly discuss a compromise.

He preferred warnings, it preferred tackling.

Thus, it surprised Riddle when you, just about to break Rule 89—Never eat a tart without the Queen's permission—did not get tackled by the tsum.

That was not to say it just let you be. No, it certainly still approached you, just far more gently than he was expecting. All it did was climb atop your lap, and then nudge your arm as if to tell you off… or perhaps direct your attention from the tart to it instead.

Whatever it was, it worked.

“The Dorm Leader’s tsum! Do you need something?”

“Ah, I believe the tsum is trying to warn you.” Riddle walked closer, his voice, combined with the sound of his footsteps, making his presence known to you. “If you eat that tart without my permission, you’ll be breaking Rule 89.”

“Oh! No wonder it’s been prodding at me,” you said, not sounding even the least bit annoyed or exasperated. Instead, you pet the plush creature with your free hand, careful to not mess up the crown on its head. “You were just trying to be helpful, weren’t you? What a sweet and considerate tsum.”

Sweet? Considerate? That tsum? Riddle wanted to laugh—were you unaware of the wild nature of the tsum? Sure, you have never been tackled before, but surely you must have heard from everyone else?

Also… were you implying something? The tsum was helping you? What, did you perhaps think he would get mad at you for (not yet) breaking Rule 89?

“For your information,” Riddle said, coughing into his fist, “I give you permission to eat that tart. Just… make sure to ask me next time… or, no, that’s quite inconvenient. I don’t want you to go through the hassle of having to look for me… I know how difficult it can be to chase after someone… or something.”

He could tell you to simply send him a message on his, now mostly defunct, MagiCam, but he didn’t exactly check his phone often enough. What if the notification never came, and he kept you waiting for several hours?

Well, there was always that, but… he should be fair and just when it comes to enforcing the rules, shouldn’t he? There should be no outliers, no exceptions, no playing favorites.

Riddle looked at Riddle Tsum for an answer, and with one blink he was hit with clarity, as if having read its mind, and thus coming to an agreement.

“Or… I can simply give you permission… Yes, that works.. I give you permission to eat any and all tarts, from now up until the future wherein I am the dorm leader,” Riddle proclaimed, and the tsum nodded its head in approval. “However, let’s try to keep that between the three of us, shall we?”

JACK HOWL

Jack Tsum has always been particularly energetic. Sure, it’s good exercise, but he does not want to spend his whole afternoon chasing after the Tsum (or, Jack runs a marathon to go after a Tsum, gets to spend his afternoon with you instead)

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specific tags: ramshackle prefect! reader, established relationship

People might have said that the tsum—the one that somewhat looked like him—acted exactly like him as well, but he would have to disagree… for the most part. Aside from the hair color and clothes, he won’t deny one similarity, that being a certain love for exercise and physical fitness.

Not that Jack knew what physical fitness actually meant and did to a tsum—did jumping up and down, rolling across the lawn, and zooming like a trackstar count as exercise for it? If so, did it exercise just to feel good or was there any actual benefit?

Whatever was the case, he could admire the dedication at the very least—even though it was taking time off of his schedule—but what he can’t exactly admire is the endless energy the tsum seemed to have, almost like it was running on 8 hours of sleep and caffeine.

Sure, he himself had a substantial amount of stamina, but he preferred to take the time to slow down as opposed to using it all up. The small creature clearly had some semblance of manners—it knew how to knock on doors, it greeted his seniors politely—so why was the tsum always causing trouble for him? Couldn’t it always be, perhaps, behaved?

“Where did it roll off to now?” Jack muttered to himself, already having run a marathon all over the place—across the hallways, rooms he had attended classes in hours before, the cafeteria, his own dormitory—all just to look for the tsum. Sure it was small, many things happened to be significantly smaller than him, but that alone shouldn’t have made it so difficult to find.

He wasn’t a kid anymore. He shouldn’t have to play hide and seek with anyone, except perhaps his siblings back home.

If it was nowhere in his dormitory, and nowhere in public areas on campus… the other dormitories then.

Tsums couldn’t talk, as far as he knew, but they socialized with each other one way or another just like other animals did, with signals and movements. Maybe, as odd as it was to think about, the tsum was friends with the other tsums it came here with?

He thought about messaging Epel and Sebek privately—the two of them did have tsums to look after as well, so maybe his tsum went to look for theirs—but after taking some time to think about it, he eventually settled on sending a message to the groupchat containing some other first years.

Maybe the rogue creature was in Ignihyde, of which Ortho would be able to capture it easily, or even in Heartslabyul, where it could be attending some unbirthday party, maybe even getting into trouble with Riddle’s tsum. If he could narrow it down, then he wouldn’t have to waste time checking everywhere.

Unsurprisingly, the chat slowly began to flood with messages—Ace with his harmless jabs, Deuce with his unfortunately not too helpful suggestings, Epel and Sebek sharing their complaints as well (they were acting as if just yesterday they hadn’t sent pictures of their own tsums the way you liked to send pictures of Grim being Grim).

Basically, nothing concrete out of the four, other than stating the tsum was nowhere to be seen in their dormitories, or around other tsums. No, he should have known it would be Ortho, once more proving himself to be way more capable than the rest of them combined, who would locate where the tsum was at.

The Ramshackle Dormitory, Ortho replied, and everyone else decided to respond to the group chat with variations of ‘Of course, I should have guessed’ and ‘Obviously Jack’s tsum is trailing after our prefect like a puppy’ and a few other statements he preferred to simply ignore as opposed to shutting down.

They were acting like he was incredibly attached and clingy to you, and that by association his tsum would be as well.

Not that he was any of those in the first place. He didn’t know about the tsum, but not him. That was some wild misconception, considering he was only sufficiently and moderately attached to you—he was your boyfriend after all, so of course he watched over you here and there.

They catch him being protective over you once (just once, and a justified circumstance) and that’s all it takes for their brains to go haywire. He doesn’t get them.

Still, even though he does spend more time with you compared to his other friends, and regardless of whatever their teasing and muses seemed to imply, the two of you spent a healthy amount of time apart as well.

Alhough… it has been a while.

He shoots you a text, asking if he can come over. You hadn’t seen any of the messages in the group chat, obviously preoccupied with Grim or the tsum, or perhaps even both, so he hopes you send out your reply before his footsteps take him to Ramshackle.

Just so he can tell himself he’s been polite enough to get permission instead of just busting down your doors… like you’re probably already used to.

His phone beeps, and before he knows it he’s already smiling at how you’ve chosen to reply to him.

Ofc! <3 Also, come look at the lil guy!

You always did like to send videos of Grim, so he’s not surprised you’re sending one of the tsum now, rolling around, jumping up and down as high as it can, and even doing sit-ups for you.

It’s doing its best to flex its abilities for you. While Jack has never done so (so blatantly), he admired the determination it seemed to have when it came to showing off.

Alright. I’ll be there in a bit.

It was a little funny, thought Jack, that he hadn’t spent much time with you, other than in passing and in groups of people, due to his having to deal with the tsum, and yet it was the tsum itself leading him to come visit you. Perhaps he should be thankful for the excuse?

He supposed he was, but it wasn’t going to stop him from trying to tell the tsum to at least give him a signal if it wanted to come see you. Next time, the both of them could come hang out with you together.

FLOYD LEECH

Floyd really liked the little guy, until the Tsum started taking up too much of your attention (or, you pay more attention to the Tsum than your boyfriend playing basketball and he is not happy about it)

wc: 740+ words specific tags: floyd-typical threats of violence (to the tsum), established relationship

See, Floyd really liked the little creature that happened to look like him. It was easily the best entertainment he’s gotten in a while, so he’s super thankful that of all the tsums that fell from the sky, there was one that looked like him. His tsum was easily the best of the bunch, always excitable and ready to go along with whatever he did, and follow wherever he went.

All the tsums were fun one way or another, but his was a whole other level of fun reactions, ones he just could not get tired of!

The problem was… someone else seemed to agree. You thought the tsum was incredibly fun, too, so much so that you could not take your eyes off of it.

It was yesterday, wasn’t it? He went to take a nap, and since the tsum didn’t look like it wanted to join him, he gave you the responsibility of looking after it, making sure it didn’t destroy more of his stuff.

During that time, it was as if you had bonded with the tsum because all of a sudden he wakes up and it’s all over you, somehow even more excited than before. It was so annoying having to get it away from you and back to his room—what was that about? He gets that you’re super fun to be around, but didn’t it follow him around so easily before? Did it prefer hanging around you now?

Yes, last night, he had been more jealous of the tsum liking you more than him, like a pet you bought deciding they liked your siblings or parents more than you, or like a toy you wanted being given to a different kid instead. It was like he got betrayed! Should he give the tsum a bath in the tub or something?

Cats and dogs usually don’t like being wet, so maybe it’ll be the same for a tsum? It would be fun to see just how much mer a tsum really could be, wouldn’t it?

But that was last night. This afternoon was an entirely different thing—meaning, he had something entirely new to be angry about.

You almost always (note: when you can, when Ace convinces you to watch for the sake of the club) watch him play basketball during club time, or at least alternate between doing your homework and watching him. He gets the homework thing, that’s whatever!

As long as you immediately looked at him when he shouted your name, he was perfectly happy with having your presence just be there. It was you telling him that even though you’re super duper busy, you’re there to be his cheerleader!

But you’re not there to be his cheerleader right now. You’re there to babysit the tsum again, but wasn’t it more like you were too busy playing with the tsum rather than simply watching over it to make sure it wouldn’t meddle with practice? And didn’t that mean that you preferred to play with the tsum than actually watch him?

Floyd stalks off the court in the middle of a timed practice match, much to the despair of Ace, who is trying to call him back, and Jamil, who hastily pauses the timer. Honestly, he’s really not in the mood to play—he was trying to show off, but if you’re not going to pay attention, then what’s the point?

“Shrimpy~” Floyd Leech may sound completely fine at the surface. He’s speaking in that usual tone of his, all playful and teasing, but he’s really quite pissed. At you? A little bit, more upset really, a feeling you can very easily fix once you give him some more of your attention… but the tsum.

“Shrimpy, can you give me the tsum? I want to do something fuuun!”

He would have taken the tsum anyway even if you had hesitated, but thankfully there was no need, not with you simply handing it to him. At least that means you’re not that attached to the tsum after all!

“Mm, do you wanna know something, tsum? You’re usually so cute and cute~, so fun to play with, but…” he walked to the middle of the court, still grasping onto the tsum tightly, “I really hate it when my shrimpy’s attention isn’t on me. Let me teach you a lesson, kaaay?~”

And then, flexing his knees and extending his arms, he jumped, propelling the surprised tsum upwards and into the hoop.

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Makes me wonder what they're like with injections.....

what’s up, doc?

medic!gn!reader

summary : coming from a long line of proficient healing magic-users, a letter requesting for your presence as nrc’s nurse is sent to your household, rather than the ebony carriage.

or ; headcanons and scenarios on what it’s like being nrc’s only medical staff surrounded by idiots who only know how to get hurt.

a/n : reader is implied to be the same age as the current third-years (18) and entered the school the same time as said third years.

‘labridae’ - is a fish that is well known for their role in the removal of parasites from larger carnivorous fishes. The larger fishes recognize the cleaner fish and will not devour it.

you were a fool to think that nrc was as prestigious as the rumours implied. your first day consisted of a meeting with the school’s seemingly incompetent principal and excited first years who though it was okay to roughhouse.

“with all due respect, headmaster, how am i supposed to be an apprentice if there is no one for me to learn from?” crossing your arms expectedly, you raise a questioning eyebrow at the old crow in front of you.

“your family are known to be quite knowledgeable in the art of healing, so i took it upon myself to be a gracious and thoughtful principal and saw this as a learning experience for their next heir! it’s quite convenient since the last nurse up and left, and perhaps i could even gain some connections…” sticking his nose in the air, he huffs proudly.

“what was that last part? i couldn’t hear you.”

“well, i am a very busy person, mx. medic, so i best be off!”

“wait-”

your specialised uniform consists of the classic blue scrubs underneath the standard lab coat of an nrc student, although, the only difference being that it doesn’t come with gloves and has a white armband engraved with a bold red plus symbol where a dorm insignia would be presented.

during your first year at nrc, you learn quickly that students don’t take too well with people who stick out too much, finding yourself often cornered by a group of people who think they’re tough and want to establish some sort of dominant image. but after just a few incidents, the students learn not to bother you too much.

“you think you’re so much better than the rest of us just because you were personally requested by the principal to attend, don’t’cha?” a student grips onto the collar of your shirt and lifts you to reach their face, the tips of your shoes being your only contact with the ground.

“i may be younger than you lot, but i am part of the faculty of this school, therefore, i am authorised to perform actions of discipline when and how i see fit. so, i highly suggest that you let me go or else you won’t have anyone to patch you up after i’m finished with you.”

the infirmary is located in a very secluded hallway from the rest of the school, so few students have taken upon themselves to use it as a safe area, away from the bustle and hustle of energetic and hectic students. and of course, who were you to say no?

“idia, i know i said that i’ll welcome you with open arms when you feel that your social battery is low and want someplace to hide, but for the third year in a row, that doesn’t mean i’m allowing you to modify the corner bed as your personal ‘recharge zone’, what happens if i need to treat someone?”

opening a packet of a candy mix, you tip them into a large, transparent jar. you laugh quietly when you hear the rapid pressing of his game console and sound effects of his game lower in volume by just a little. idia may seem uninterested in conversation most of the time, but you noticed that he gains a bit more confidence when talking with you.

“of course npcs like you wouldn’t understand, fuhehe. the ultra-rare, once in a lifetime healing stats you put in this place is out of this world.” without looking away from the game, he reaches out and makes grabbing motions at you. letting out a silent sigh, you begrudgingly drop two bits of hard candy into the palm of his hand. not wasting any time he throws them into his mouth and bites down into them.

“the internet connection is decent considering this place is in the middle of nowhere; the corner bed has five sockets along the wall rather than just two like the other beds; you bring me actual meals if i stay long enough and you also fill the sweets jar with the top quality stuff you only find in the easter egg shops the game devs add in limited edition events. it’s basically an easy win lol.”

if the botanical garden is for some reason not available then leona also takes refuge in your work space.

“instead of actively skipping classes, why don’t you try passing this year first, leona?”

“haah?? who do you think you are? i’ll crush you, small fry.”

you started to give your patients sweets after patching them up because you know lots of people find receiving medical treatment very uncomfortable. but now it kind of backfired since now everyone expects a little treat after being such a ‘big boy.’

“i can’t give you double the sweets just because you didn’t complain about me not having fish shaped plasters this time, floyd.” you hand him the usual: two green-apple gummy snakes.

“but labridae-senpai, i’ve been extra good today!” he pouts and whines while gripping the sweets in his hands, seemingly choking the snakes. your eye twitches slightly.

“i’ll give you just one more but that’s it.”

“yay!”

vil definitely asks for your input when trying new products for his skin or diets. he values your opinion because of your knowledge in nutrition. vil knows that you’ll be truthful and won’t reply with answers he’d only like to hear.

“vil, i know you want to reduce your fat intake for an upcoming photoshoot but i highly suggest you don’t cut out oily fish from your diet by this much, it’ll affect your academic performance.” you squint at the words on the sheet of paper containing vil’s suggested diet for the next few weeks, thinking of alternatives.

“hmm, yes, i was thinking the same thing but i was wondering if you could recommend some omega-3 vitamins, just temporarily so that it doesn’t hinder my performance that much,” the dorm leader proposes.

a light switches on in your head, grabbing a scrap piece of paper, you scribble a message onto it, “mhm, go to any pharmacy and request for ‘maritime drops,’ show them this paper and you should get the capsule for free. they can get a bit pricey depending on how fresh the batch was.”

you once heard the rumours of vil’s glowing skin during the opening ceremony and immediately knew the culprits of such a result. said culprits take up quite the percentage of causes of injury amongst the students on campus. could be because someone broke a deal or someone disagreed with the result of a deal. in your head, you thank the octatrio for keeping you busy with the people they slightly harm- but that’s besides the point. you doubt vil nor azul has any easy access to ingredients found only on the seabed seeing as you need special permission from the principal to exit school grounds, so that only leaves you with one other rather unfortunate theory.

you can only imagine what kind of odd payment a certain sneaky octopus has asked for in return…

“azul, please don’t tell me you wrung dry one of your mer-dorm members.” you note how azul’s office lacks one of the leech twins and you can only pray for floyd’s recovery (and for your candy stash because you just know he’ll be demanding them the next time he steps into your office).

“don’t worry, medic-san. floyd is making steady progress in rehabilitation,” azul smiles at you with no real feeling behind it.

you deadpan while sighing in exasperation, “here, give him this.” fishing through your deep pockets, you place down a small bottle filled with a fluorescent purple liquid on azul’s desk. looking towards jade’s direction you inform him, “tell floyd to bathe with three droplets of this stuff once a day and he should be able to walk again… eventually.”

the adeuce duo are lowkey kind of scared of you, especially after the dwarf mines incident during the first day.

“i get that you guys were gonna get expelled and all but couldn’t this wait until it was morning? as you said, none of you got hit in the head or found to be bleeding that much,” sending a small glare at the kneeling boys who you patched up first before demanding an explanation why they woke you up at the ass crack of dawn to have a check up.

“medic-senpai, isn’t it kind of your job to look after us no matter what?” yuu, the magicless now-student pipes up from a nearby chair, defending the duo, with a large rat-cat-thing dangling in their arms, snoring. it looks kind of gross.

“wanna say that again?” you ask expectedly. it was too early in the morning to argue too much.

“n-nothing…”

pinching the bridge of your nose, you throw them each a lollipop, “run along now, inform your housewarden that you’ve got an excusal from me.”

your family owns a few hospitals so you already had extensive knowledge on medicines and the such but what you lacked most of all was experience. so while you don’t regret attending nrc, you sometimes get tired of the same routine: students enter with scratches and bruises, you patch them up, give them sweets, send them off. you wished something more interesting would happen.

fine, if crowley wasn’t going to offer you proper education or enjoyment then you may as well do it yourself.

because of your seemingly lackadaisical attitude and nonchalance, people often mischaracterise you as somewhat friendly and forgiving just because you’re the medic.

when in reality, you’re just as bad, maybe even slightly worse than most of nrc’s students. hidden behind reassuring expressions and pretty words, you’re quite the cunning and sneaky one.

unbeknownst to the students and staff (besides crewel, he actually encourages it-), you experiment with them, testing out new concoctions or herbal treatments you’ve made constantly. how else are you supposed to earn the title of your family’s next heir if you couldn’t perform such a feat? the students all assume that it’s under the pretense that it has already been tested and sold to the public.

“don’t worry, this medication doesn’t have long lasting side effects. …probably.” smiling eerily at your unsuspecting patient, you scoop a portion of a bubbling green mixture and bring the spoon to their mouth, “cmon, say aah~”

nrc can only stand and watch in fear as you have a field day with all the recent overblots, riddle unfortunately being the very first victim to your questionable praise.

“now look to the left… mhm, no blot in your eyes either.” pocketing your retinoscope, you nod towards riddle, “you’re all good, no signs of leftover blot in your system but i would like for you to come to the infirmary for a regular check up before and after school for a week.”

“thank you, medic. i deeply apologise for the trouble i have caused for you.”

“no need to apologise, actually!” you wave him off.

riddle and a few other heartslabyul members within earshot look at you as if you’d grown a third head.

“look at all the damage you’ve caused, riddle. i really couldn’t thank you enough! here, have a lollipop, it’s strawberry and vanilla flavoured- oh, i can not wait for my clinic to flood in with students. things were getting ever so quiet! so many test subjects, so little time- i wouldn’t even know where to start~♡” with your eyes swirling with hidden craze, you swoon at the mass destruction that was once the heartslabyul garden, you can only imagine the number of scratched up students waiting in line at your door.

“psst- why is doc acting like that?”

“when they get like this, it’s best to just not say anything, ace…”

head empty, no thoughts. only caring for the twst boys-

just imagining being able to take proper care for the boys makes me brainrot so much 😭

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Found it on Pinterest and now my fam thinks I'm in need of therapy

#Twisted Wonderland #Leona #Leona Kingscholar #NOT THE FISH ANGLE #LMAO #twst #s n i f f

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✨ Absolutely gorgeous ✨

Dormleaders’ Male!S/O gets kidnapped by the Ghost Bride

Summary: How do the dormleaders react to their significant other getting kidnapped to be the Ghost Bride’s husband.

Riddle Rosehearts

- He won’t allow it! You can’t just marry someone who’s already with someone else!

- He will bust himself back into NRC, and object to the marriage even if the ceremony haven’t started yet.

- He saw red when he saw you in a tux, frozen in place, with the Ghost Bride clinging onto you like a koala.

- Yes, he understands that you are the perfect prince, but no, your his prince!

- Trey and Cater had to pull him back out if NRC to snap him back to his senses and come up with a plan to save you.

- He couldn’t pretend as a groom because of his height the Ghost Bride already knew that he is a love interest to you.

- Besides, he would’ve declined because he wouldn’t want to court the Ghost Bride out of spite, whether it was fake or not.

- He will act very clingy towards you after all you were saved, sorry man, but you’re gonna have to stick with it until he is reassured that you won’t get kidnapped by ghosts again.

Leona Kingscholar

- What do you mean you got kidnapped by ghosts and is being forced to marry some Ghost Bride?! He isn’t having any of it!

- Will also busy back into NRC to declare you as his prince. No. His King.

- The Ghost Bride and him would argue until someone held the both of them back.

- Leona felt his blood boil more when that dang ghost kept sticking to you like glue and being touchy with you. It annoyed him.

- He would outright refuse to be part of the plan to court the Ghost Bride even if he wasn’t allowed to partake in it in the first place.

- Yaha, no, he isn’t mooching up to that dang ghost, ever.

- After you return to him safely, he will demand cuddle sessions with you and will act more sleepy and clingier to you.

- Congratulations, you have earned yourself a big lazy house cat. And his name is Leona Kingscholar.

Azul Ashengrotto

- ….Huh? HUH?! OH HELL NO—

- Not in his watch, he is gonna devise a plan to get you back out of there! You aren’t gonna go marry some Ghost Bride and leave to be in the underworld with her forever. Oh no, no, no.

- He would never let that happen, no.

- He isn’t like Riddle and Leona who would recklessly bust back into NRC, that would be stupid and it might endanger you more.

- He’d suck it up and pretend to court the bride even if it’s physically painful for him to do so. The nerve of that bride to reject him.

- Yet, he can’t blame her for turning him down for you. I mean, you’re perfect! But, you’re his boyfriend.

- After you have been rescued, you have to reassure him that you love him and him only. If you suggest making a contract to ensure you two get married in the future, Azul will just faint on the spot.

- Great, now you’ve broken him.

Kalim Al-Asim

- WHAT?! No!

- You’re gonna marry Kalim! Not some Ghost Bride who kidnapped you and held you captive against your will!

- He will try and bust back into NRC but Jamil stops him and suggests that they come up with a plan first.

- Jamil doesn’t let him be part of the fake courtship and thankfully he doesn’t actually want to, the only person he’s getting on one knee for is you.

- Jamil though unfortunately had to take his stead and was rejected by the Ghost Bride. Sorry Jamil.

- After you have been saved, he will cry. Snot and tears were everywhere.

- Jamil had enough, he’s your problem now, he already dealt with enough today, now it’s your turn. You’re the boyfriend, right?

Vil Schoenheit

- Pardonne moi?!

- Absolutely not! You are not gonna go marry some Ghost Bride instead of him! And you’re not gonna leave him just so you can be stuck in the underworld with her.

- Will accept any plan witt no hesitation, his dignity and pride be damned, he’s gonna save you.

- Even if it meant faking ab attraction towards that ghost wii forced you to take her hand in marriage.

- After you had been rescued, he will fuss over you like a mother hen and will try and make more time yo spend with you.

- Good luck with an overprotective Vil by your side.

Idia Shroud

- YOU WHAAAAAAAAT?!?

- Sends Ortho to threaten to blast the whole school if you aren’t gonna be saved. If you go down, the whole NRC campus goes down with you!

- Will send in a floating tablet to communicate with you from inside NRC, he is flustered with you wearing a suit, you look amazing love.

- But it saddens him that you’re wearing that suit for a wedding which he wasn’t the groom for.

- After you have been rescued, you’re spending skme time with Idia to make up for being close to marrying someone else, let alone if that someone was a ghost.

Malleus Draconia

- Yeah, no.

- Will take you back to Diasomnia against the Ghost Bride’s judgement, your his prince! Not hers!

- Yeah, the others are gonna have to deal with that, now come here and get your daily Malleus time. He’s sure Lilia and the others are gonna hold the fort down for you.

- Definitely talks to you about getting married in the future after this debacle.

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Is it weird that I see Riddle screaming objection with that phoenix wright pose as he bust down the doors?