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lominous · 2 years

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𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘

HEADCANONS: Their ways of showing how much they love you in their own, little ways

CHARACTERS: Heartslabyul

READER: Gender-neutral

𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐀

Giving you random kisses. He likes to give you kisses that are so sudden that you ended up reacting too late. You'd stare at him with a pair of slightly wide eyes and opened mouth. He'd laughed at your amusing reaction. He seriously just likes your surprised reactions whenever he would do that. You would roll your eyes after snapping back to your senses, giving him a light slap on his arm and walking faster to get ahead of him. Ace would laugh even harder than before, matching your speed to catch up to you.

Scolding you before getting soft with you. Whenever you would get yourself into something so dangerous without his knowledge, he's there to give you an earful scolding. As you stayed silent throughout his entire scolding, he would sigh, before pulling you into a hug and burying his face at the crook of your neck. There, he would silently tell you not to do it again. He'd pull away rather fast when someone witnesses him on his soft moment with you, shouting at their teasing with red-tinted ears.

𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐃𝐄

Trying to help you in your studies even if Deuce doesn't understand the lessons. himself. Deuce usually studies with you, and he would try his hardest to understand each topic quickly so if you asked for his help, he would be able to tell you. But sometimes he would end up giving the wrong formula, and when you would used it for a homework or even worse, a test, you would get a lot of mistakes on your test and Deuce would immediately come rushing to you to apologized profusely once he've come to realized that he gave out the wrong formula when his answers ended up being wrong as well.

Encouraging you after not getting a good score. You'd be in your room, where Deuce would find you crying all by yourself. He'd panicked at first, but he would eventually calm down once he settled down beside you to listen to your reasons for crying. Deuce would understand and feel for you, after all he have these same failures too. He'd tell you that he understands your pain, and that you're not alone with the feeling! He would tell that you he knows that you're doing your best, and that you can achieved the highest score if you keep it up! With a bright smile on his face, he would tell you for you two to keep on doing your best. Optimistically saying that he knows your hard efforts would soon pay off.

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃

Knows when to put down his phone for you. Cater is already known to be always in his phone 24/7. Even if he tucks his phone back to his pocket, he'd go and bring it out just to post something. But whenever you're with him and have something to tell him, he would bring his phone down and gives you his full attention with a smile on his face. He would throw in a few question related to what you're talking about, and would give you nods from time to time so you know that he's keeping up with you. He won't give his phone any attention until you're done. But of course after it, it's picture time! Smile!

Slowly dropping his cheery facade. It doesn't happen that much often, and it definitely took a long time before Cater just slowly brings down his walls and just... not put up a bright smile when he's tired of widening his lips to do so. Cater will simply chill with you in silence, allowing himself to just take a break in your comfortable presence. He might just rest his head on your shoulders without uttering a single word, or just trace his fingers on your knuckles. It's him finally allowing you to get to see another side of him. And just be with him in these less exciting days of his.

𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐘 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑

Breaking some of the rules for you. You're not much of a troublemaker whenever you're in Heartslabyul, but sometimes you just don't feel like following some of the rules given by their dorm. Trey would be there, chuckling when you would voiced those thoughts out. Trey would tell you to be careful and simply just not do it. But he would be the one to actually break some of the rules for you. You want to play with the hedgehogs but Riddle doesn't allow it because of the different schedules of students taking care of them? He'd secretly talk with that particular student who is in charge and allow you a five minutes of play time with the little hedgehogs.

Allowing you to borrow something, and just fully giving it to you. Trey doesn't allow any classmates of his or schoolmates borrow something from him without returning it before the day ends. He'd tell them to return it with a serious expression on his face. It doesn't matter if it's a pen that he could simply buy again. But towards you, Trey would just give the item to you and tells you that you can keep it. He'd smile sheepishly when you would tell him that he doesn't usually do that. Trey reassures you that he's okay with you keeping it because he knows you'll take care of it.

𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒

Changing something into something you want. Riddle is very attentive when it comes to listening to what you have to say, especially the dorm that he's a leader of. For instances, you would mention something about liking a different color to the design that he planned for the Unbirthday Party since you think that it fits more beautifully, then he would consider just doing that. The joy that he feels when you would express your happiness when seeing those small changed is truly special.

Letting himself get distracted by you. Riddle doesn't let himself get his focus off the things that he needs to concentrate on. He'd shoo any person away if their talking is something he doesn't considered to be important or is simply just a bother to him. But if you were the one to pull him out of what he's doing, whether by talking to him or requesting him to do something with you, he will—albeit quite reluctant, let himself indulge you. If you want to learn baking with him and Trey, then he'll gladly learn a bit more about baking after that incident with the Oyster tarts that is supposed to be Strawberry tarts.

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twistedblunderhand · 2 months

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ik the fandom sees Cater as having parallels with Cinderella. Going off that, what if Trein notices how Cater's home life is and pseudo adopts him. Keeps an extra eye out for him and becomes his mentor and father figure. Ik by this logic Trein would be mean/abusive to Cater but i want it to be wholesome because Cater deserves it as a treat

#cater diamond headcanons #twst cater #twisted wonderland cater #cater diamond #cater #twisted wonderland trein #twst trein #mozus trein #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland

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queenscodex · 2 years

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Honey-coated Words

Characters: Vil, Riddle, Cater, Ruggie

- Headcanons

- Gender Neutral Reader

Hello! I'm still working on event requests, ive just been a little slower than usual unfortunately- but I'm getting through it ^^

Anyway, I wrote this as a small gift to my platonic spouses: @dr3amscap3 , @somnianyx & Hana. They have done so much for me in the pass weeks and i wanted to do a little something for them in return. I know its not much but I do hope that in the very least it makes you smile :) I love you three so much <3 /p

I apologize if these seem ooc, my brain was spitting out ideas and this was born. Not proofread

Vil Schoenheit

Vil pondered if anyone truly knew him under the magazines and digital screens that processed his figure to his dozens of fans. He had always had to up a cover when exposed to the public eye. He mustn't act unruly or he runs the risk of dragging his reputation, he shouldn't meddle himself in drama or else rumors may arise. And as a model and actor, Vil couldn't risk that. So he hid all his imperfections and flaws and as result concealing away a part of his identity

But everything about you drew him in. While Vil always had a grasp on the reality around, you somehow found a way to pause it. Maybe it was the sweet smile you sent him from afar, eyes locked into his- glittering in nothing but warmth. He never failed to notice how your eyes wrinkle upwards when you send him that toothy grin, a smile he has grown undeniably hopeless for.

For the first time, Vil wasn't afraid of sharing his imperfections with you. It was a rare vulnerable side reserved for your eyes alone. Many would criticize him for breaking out of his perfect character but you never once spoke ill towards his flaws; rather, you pressed feathery kisses against each 'broken' part of him, silky words spilling from your lips with each fleeting peck; the remedy to his troubles

Whilst in public he was always mindful of the wandering, judgeful eyes that were sharp enough to notice anything out of step. But he found himself yearning to be by your side more often than not. It had not even occurred to him that his legs were taking him to your figure the moment his violet eyes caught sight.

He could feel his fingers brush against your own, a feeling that left hot streak sensations to tingle over his skin. Yet he hesitated to grab your hand, the surrounding eyes still gazing at him.

But Vil couldn't stop himself from staring at you. The sun reflecting against your skin only enhanced your beauty, adding emphasis to the smile he had fallen for. And when you looked at him with eyes that were void of any ulterior motive, he could have sworn the world stopped.

" I love you"

The words left you without hesitation, carried by the wind to kiss the tips of Vil's ears.

He felt his breath hitch in the back of his throat. He knew the world was watching him. However, all that became a blur to his violet eyes, his focus remaining fixated on you. He couldn't care less. For the longest time he had to conceal parts of him in sake of his success and he'll gladly continue to do so.

But he refuses to hide the love he holds for you. How you capture his heart with a single flash of a smile or a longing kiss to his cheek, careful to not smear his meticulously done makeup.

He could hear the hushed whispers around him no doubt sending him perplexed looks but he couldn't focus on that. With purple irises never leaving your own, a small smile twitched on his lips; his lingering hand finally intertwining with your vacant one.

" I love you too"

Vil could only hope that his voice carried to all the unspoken words that dwindled in his heart as the world resumed around him.

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle wondered how he got so lucky to get a second chance. In the beginning his heart was absent of all love, void of a mother's embrace and quelling words that would soothe a crying child. Instead he was given books and lectures in replacement of that. For him, affection came in fragments that passed in a blink of an eye.

He was met with more negativity than anything, the harsh rumors of his character ringing in his ears whenever he passed the hall. Tyrant. That's what they called him. A tyrant colored in crimson roses with thorns. While Riddle would ignore these passing whispers, there was always a heavy lingering feeling deep within the confusing clutter he calls his heart.

He had been alone for the longest time and he thought that was how it would remain. But very quickly he noticed a shift in his behavior the moment you entered his life.

Like a brush of a new color, his perspective changed. You didn't push him away like the others did- even when he spat harsh and cruel words he later wept about once his rationality had returned. No. You opened your arms wide for him all while dawning a smile he found so enduring.

Riddle had always considered himself to be a knowledgeable individual, he had answers to the most challenging of questions, yet no matter how much he wrecked his brain, he couldn't figure out the effect you placed on him. Such as the way your fingers could curl around the palm of his hand and guide him out of his office whenever work consumed him or how you were always the one to greet him a 'good morning' as the sun peeked through the windows. Your touches felt so gentle and fleeting to him, making him shiver whenever your fingers brush against his forehead as you pushed his fringe aside.

It elicited a feeling to dance against his chest, one he was so unfamiliar with but became desperately addicted to. It would paint his cheeks in red coatings and make his heart race at your simple gestures, only causing him to yearn for more

He found himself stealing glances from afar the room, his mind becoming filled with thoughts of you. He would make up scenarios, looking for any excuse to converse even for a second. For once, the acclaimed crimson tyrant was nearly buckling at his knees just to receive a slice of your affection.

Even when it was just the two of you, you never strayed away from your loving nature. Genuine love reserved for him, not a disguise or ploy to the public eye

" You are enough, Riddle"

Your words came out of nowhere, easily causing the redhead to pause in his tracks. The teacup clutched in fingers became shaky for a brief second. Before he could even comprehend those short little words, Riddle could feel a prick of crystallized tears etching in the corners of his eyes.

Such simple words yet so forgien to his ears, like a gentle melody he was only fortunate to experience every few dozen sunsets. But there you were, speaking those words to him with sincerity

The unknown feeling resumed its dance against his chest, only intensifying with the smile you sent him. Riddle couldn't stop the single tear from brushing down across his face, a soft smile replacing him

" Thank you."

His voice sounded so meek but he didn't care.

Riddle had committed his heart to you and in turn you cradled it with gentle hands, weaving out all his sorrows and insecurities and replacing it with the virtue of love. It became a feeling Riddle never wanted to forget, to let it relive in his mind again and again.

His lips went to trail a kiss to your cheek, sealing a silent promise to become better for you. Even if the world gazes down at him so long as you were there to open your arms to him, that would be enough.

Cater Diamond

Cater had always held up a front. He wore a meticulously crafted mask that he never thought of taking down. Each of his words are carefully picked, each action considered before being put into fruition- or else he may slip and show the vulnerable side he wishes to lock up. Though he has slipped up at times, he was still able to fool others.

Over the years he was able to master the ability to hide his pain. A chuckle to conceal a wince or a quick cheesy one-liner to distract away from the dragged glint in his eyes. And somehow he was able to wear that mischievous grin despite what situation was thrown at him.

His fingers were also crafty with the disguise, creating well refined photos to be shared to the world. Rarely had he slipped up, he remained ever cautious. Even when your relationship blossomed into something far greater than friends, Cater held his walls up.

Fear dwindled in his chest at the mere thought of you figuring out his true person. Would you be disgusted? Treat him the same way his sister had? No, you were better than that and he knew it. But that fear was left untouched in the cage of his chest as much as he tried to find an excuse for it

Despite that, Cater was still captivated by you in every aspect. His attention was always caught by yours the moment his eyes caught sight of your familar silhouette; a smirk would tug on his lips as he trailed over to you.

And when you gaze at him with nothing but a kind smile, guilt would bellow in the pit of his stomach. He wanted to spill out all his flaws and broken parts to you so desperately but the looming weight of opening up held its grip on his shoulders

Oh but he still held onto the moments that filled his heart with warmth deep within his chest- memories that replaced the ones that left him weeping at the dead of night

Homework would be long forgotten on the tabletop as your attentions were focused on each other, coaxing giggles to fall from the others lips. As hard as he tried, Cater was unable to pry his eyes away from you. It became somewhat of a craving, to meorize each little detail you had to share.

Or the days when you lazily rested your head against his shoulder whilst Carter's tongue rambled off his day's interest. Although his mouth spoke of various things, the only coherent image in his brain was your placid expression as you listened never once interrupting

Cater showed his affection in various ways. Sweet nicknames that would coaxed an eyeroll. Or lingering touches to your face, the pad his thumb grazing on that spot for a spilt second longer than the last. Each held refine confidence, unafraid nor bashful of his actions

Yet his eyes would widen whenever your hand would curl around the wrist or palm of his hand, gentle and feathery against the skin. He doesn't fail to notice how your lips twitched upwards or how your head inclined into his touch. The evidence of his surprise became clear as his heart increases in its tempo and rung a melody against his ears

" I open my heart to every part of you, Cater"

A quiver to his lips. A falter to his fingers. Cater felt the guilt submerge itself in the crevice of his heart once again. As much as he attempted to fight against it, you were always quick to soothe his worries; and with each tug he could feel his thick walls eroding away

He wonders if you knew the effect you had on him, how smitten he had become for simple touches and brushes on his skin.

With his palm still resting against the curve of your cheek, he leaned in to capture your lips in a chaste kiss.

" I know."

Whether he admits or not, Cater had surrendered his heart to you, battered and locked away from the torment his sisters forced him to live through. But for the first time he could suddenly feel those chains become loose with each passing sunrise.

Ruggie Bucchi

Ruggie always had his doubts whether he was the best option. For most of his life all he has known was picking scraps from broken meals in order to satisfy his hunger. He takes each bite as a blessing, one bite equivalent to the entire meal

Hyenas were never the wealthiest of the animal kingdom- and Ruggie didn't turn a blind eye to this, often sneaking cafeteria food home with him during holiday visits.

Ruggie only wanted to give you the best the world had to offer while shielding you from the cruelties it brought with it. To never go a day hungry like he has.

And there were days he felt his heart crack at the possibility of you being with someone else. One who can provide you joy with their endless treasures whilst he only had a penny to spare. Despite that, he couldn't bring himself to give you away. You were his strength, the person who cradled his heart with careful arms.

He was never considered to be a selfish person but for once will the universe allow him this? Though he was able to masterfully hide this with a chuckle and a few refined words while his eyes hide away his pain and instead carry a message of mischief.

Each time he walks you to your next class, Ruggie could feel his knuckles brush against yours briefly, igniting a flame in its place as you send a wave of departure already longing for your presence

And while he was poor, he never hesitated to offer a bite of his meal to you whenever you showed even a glimmer of interest in his food; all in exchange for a kiss.

With each silky word or laugh that fell from your lips, he knew he was only falling deeper into his fickle of emotions. You became far more precious than he thought and while he wasn't one to express it boldly to the world, he said it in silent tangents meant for your ears alone.

While pressing lazy kisses to the shell of your ear, Ruggie spills his insecurities and doubts to you, opening his mind like an open book- one in tatters and missing pages.

You were his better half, he would argue. The one he wanted to protect and cherish. In your empty presence he felt missing a part of himself, still hearing your voice and giggles in his ears long after you've said your goodbyes.

" You're the perfect one for me."

For a second Ruggie wondered if it was just his imagination playing games on him- a nasty trick played by his mind just to satisfy his greedy heart. But the expression you gave remains genuine, your lips parting to repeat those words again

As much as he tried to conceal his emotions he couldn't stop the gleaming layer of warmth that pooled in his eyes in the form of little droplets. Ruggie wasn't one to cry often yet you easily held the power to tug at his heartstrings. Simple words of bittersweet affection easily coaxed a reaction of pink blushes and a quivering hand as he attempted to connect it with yours.

He knew you deserved so much better than he could offer, but his heart was racing faster, beating against his chest in timid rhythms and echoing out.

" Tell me one more time, please?"

Selfish, Ruggie was aware. But he pushed the feeling aside, his eyes remaining locked onto yours as though you were the most fascinating thing in the room. He feels as though he had become a fool for allowing himself to drag you into his life where he can't offer anything. But so long as you dawned a smile pure from the world's harsh cruelties sharp as blades then Ruggie will be happy too.

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sunsguilt · 2 years

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WON'T YOU CALL ME TONIGHT?┊ft: cater diamond

warnings: none! contains: gn! reader

notes: so there might be some errors in here bc my laptop is in like 1.5 pieces rn and is being propped up by an ibuprofen bottle and some post-it notes. this is what u call a low point.

cater, your beloved and closest friend in the world! oh my god, he's such a loser. he wants you to think he's cool, suave, put-together cay-cay!

in the way that cats have separation anxiety from their human counterparts, cater exhibits these traits with you. he'll text you to ask if you're free and before you can get a chance to respond, you'll get a knock at your window.

it's cater and he wants to sneak out of the dorms together. say yes because otherwise, he's gonna stand there looking absolutely pathetic waiting for you to say yes.

going into town with him to window shop is a frequent activity. sometimes, you'll look at something a little too hard and he'll buy it. claims it's influencer money, he's a liar. don't try and force it back onto him, it'll end up in your bag again, somehow.

insists on having a sleepover at some point. yes, he's going to climb in through a window to get to your dorm room. you're really going to leave poor cater in the rain like that? for shame. (the rain was just him using a hose.)

he has those silly little sheet masks. probably sleeps with a giant fan going, so his room is so cold. if your clothes are a little too sheer, no blanket is going to help you retain any kind of warmth if cater gets thermostat permissions. ice is going to be forming on your windows but he's gonna be like "omg i'm not cold wdym :) ?"

cater will be blissfully sleeping while your teeth are chattering and u keep waking up in the middle of the night from the chill that's settled over you.

if you cling to him in your sleep for warmth, he won't mind! he'll be totally nonchalant, he's so used to this, what are you talking about? /s

you probably don't purposefully do it, reaching out in your sleep and wrapping your arms around his torso, maybe pulling him a little closer to you.

he knows good and well you're asleep, but it doesn't stop his mind from completely short-circuiting. you're so close to him, if he moves his face an inch, your face will touch his!

guys, he's a fucking loser. he's using his phone and trying to pretend everything is so normal but he's not even looking at his phone. his mind is elsewhere. it's like he's died and come back to life.

cater's vagueposting about this whole thing on magicam. god forbid u follow him at this point in time, he'll never be able to live it down. if he's smart, he'll remove you as a viewer on his story for the time being.

— ☆

#bro tries to act suave and cool in the morning like he hasn't slept all night #he tries to make u an omelette in the morning and burns it #pathetic men appeal to the general public aka me #twisted wonderland #cater diamond headcanons #cater diamond #cater diamond x reader #cater x reader #cater twst #cater diamond twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #heartslabyul

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sungie · 2 years

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ROOMING WITH CATER DIAMOND

GOOGLE SEARCH – IM FEELING LUCKY!

ACCOUNT SIGN IN: CATER DIAMOND

[HOW TO: MAKE GOOD FIRST IMPRESSIONS]

The moment Cater’s scrawly signature appears beneath yours on the apartment lease, he legally binds the two of you together for a year. And a long one, by the looks of it. Cater hightails into your life without any care for speed limits, which clearly explains why he has the audacity to assume the two of you are already best friends.

“We’re not,” you correct, crossing your arms. “We’re roommates.”

Click. Beside you, Cater’s winking cutely at his phone, holding a lazy peace-sign just below his jaw. Click. He takes another one.

“Did you just … ignore everything I said?”

At your exasperation, Cater grins cheerfully. “Gotta show off my new roomie!” He shows you the photo, zooming in on your face. “Okay to post?”

Five seconds ago you glowers at an out-of-frame Cater. “Huh? Yeah.”

“Yay!” Cater looks positively thrilled. “What’s your user?”

[caycay] requested to follow you now

Accepting his request feels like lining up to an early death. And you’re half-right, seeing how quickly your phone fills with Magicam notifications.

[caycay] liked your post 3min ago

[caycay] liked your post 3 min ago

[caycay] tagged you in their story now

The boldness of it all amuses you. Cater Diamond. He’s … definitely something.

“Stalker.” You snicker, scrolling through his feed. Despite trying (and failing) to keep Cater at arms-length, you can’t resist a little tease. “Don’t go falling in love with me now, caycay.”

To your surprise, he isn’t fazed. Not in the slightest.

“Too late!” Cater laughs, slinging an arm around you. “Just kidding. I’m gonna be the best roommate you’ve ever had.” And then, mirroring your words with a wicked grin: “So, don’t go falling in love with me now, (Y/N).”

“I don’t make the same mistakes twice.”

You tap on Cater’s story, amused at the contrast between the two of you. And you almost skip to the next, until Cater leans over your shoulder. Too casually.

“Like and reshare? It helps the views come in.”

“You’re so. Oh my god.”

“Aw, don’t be like that! You’re super cute. Bet you’ll get a bunch of followers.” He hums in affirmation. Then, “maybe I shouldn’t have tagged you?”

He pouts, dipping his head into your field of vision. “Don’t like any of them better than me.”

“Maybe a hot barista will slide into my dms. Know any?”

“I know a hot baker,” Cater hums, counting on his fingers. “Hot TA, hot single dad with kids, hot influencer times two. Shameless self-promo.”

“Cater, what the hell, I’m not looking for a sugardaddy–”

“Really? Too bad. I’d show some ass for a couple hundred.”

“Up it to a thousand, then we’ll talk.” You glance down at your phone.

[trappolace] requested to follow you 5m ago

[traytarts] requested to follow you 3m ago

[kalim] requested to follow you 3m ago

[therealriddlerosenhearts] requested to follow you 1m ago

[dil.lillia.f] requested to follow you now

“Well,” Cater grins, pointing at your phone, “speak of the devil!” He goes on a list, “hot baker, hot TA, hot single dad. Didn’t snatch the influencer yet … whomp whomp. If it makes you feel better, neither have I.” Then he blinks, leaning closer to your phone.

He sighs. “Seriously? It took me days to convince Riddle to follow me. And all it took was … five minutes?” Cater sulks.

Already back to his phone, he speed-dials Riddle, eyes twinkling. “Well, well. Welcome home, cheater.” He turns back to you, playfully sticking out his tongue before disappearing off to his room. “Pretty privilege. Share some with the rest of us, yeah?”

[HOW TO: MAKE HOME FEEL LIKE HOME]

IKEA runs? Disaster. Cater throws himself onto bold and abstract red couches, claiming a sentimental tie to a Night Raven College Heartslabyul dorm blast-from-the-past.

You helplessly point at the beige, drawn to minimalist-themed apartments. So, as all things go, you compromise. Your common-space clashes, full of vibrant colors and light, simple decor.

Even stranger, Cater side-steps all offers of your housewarming cookies.

“Sure you don’t want any?” You frown in concern. “I promise there’s no catch, or anything.”

“Nope,” Cater says, popping the ‘p’. “I’m allergic to chocolate.” He winks, playfully. “Maybe I’ll have you replace Trey as hot baker.”

Strangely, you watch Cater melt a whole piece of chocolate into his chili. No hives, no allergic reaction, nothing. Unfortunately, you don’t do a good job of secretly scrutinizing his appearance. Cater takes the rest of his dinner to his room, clearly creeped out.

You: ▓▒░(°◡°)░▒▓

Cater: (〇_ｏ)

As result, you don’t let Cater near any of your cooking for a month, positively convinced he thought your housewarming cookies were gross. It gets so bad, Cater's forced to clarify he hates ALL sweet food.

“I wanna bake stuff you like,” you start, “but I don’t know what to make. What’s a savory pastry?”

“Wanna try a quickie?”

You blink at him deadpanned.

“Quickie, Quish … you know. Quiche. Egg tart.” A lazy smile tugs at the corner of his lips. “Egg tart with chives, cheese, and ham. Ever done that before?”

“I know you know how to say quiche.”

Cater shrugs, mischievously. “Thanks (Y/N)! Love you!”

You wake up the next morning to a reaction video posted on Tiktok, and flowers on the kitchen table.

To (Y/N), thanks for the quickie! normally i don’t pull out after the first date, so don’t kiss and tell! thanks babes xo

Cater’s phone vibrates within the next couple minutes:

from cute roomie: I HATE YOU. SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN

from cute roomie: thank u for the flowers i love them <33

Cater, unsurprisingly, likes trends. He also loves photos.

“There’s this trend going ‘round I want to try. You take polaroids of everyone who visits, then have a whole gallery by the end of the year. Cute, right?”

At your excited reaction, Cater laughs. He sighs, running a hand through his hair to mock-whine. “Aw, if only Trey were as cool as you, (Y/N).” He leans in, as if sharing some important secret: “He called it a silly fad. Can you believe?”

He pulls out his phone, simultaneously chatting with you and typing quickly. “Just for that, I’ll have him treat us to a housewarming tart. Got a favorite?”

Beat. Whoops.

Cater realizes his slip, then keeps his eyes glued to his phone, clearly aware of the dirty look you’re sending him (still 12% miffed about the housewarming cookies). “Nope. Never tried any.”

Cater’s eyes pop out. “No? You gotta try Trey’s tarts. They look so good, you won’t want to eat them.”

While moving boxes into his room, Cater takes one trip to ground-floor, arriving ten minutes later with arms full of globular, orange and red blobs.

“Cater …”

“Aha, (Y/N)! Prop the door open for me?”

“Why do you have pervy pillows.”

Cater’s jaw drops. “Huh? They’re cute. See?” He holds the perviest blob up to your face. “You’re looking at the newest addition to the FUN collection.”

You almost get the ick. “It’s your fault when my sleep paralysis demon looks like that.”

“You’ll really love my sexy body pillow, then.”

Cater lets you take a peek into his room from time to time. It consists of three main colors: crimson, black, tangerine. Four-poster bed with an abstract tangerine duvet and pervy pillows. He’s got a desk with a couple photos framed on the wall, with cello, bass, and guitar cases leaning against the wall. You haven’t heard him play, yet.

The one thing you agree on wholeheartedly: warm lighting. Pretty light fixtures and cute lamps.

Surprisingly, Cater spends most of his time in his room. When he’s not hopping on the latest trends, flirting with a random victim, or adventuring to get the perfect-photo, Cater isolates and doesn’t come out, except with headphones that mean: don’t-talk-to-me-or-i’ll-take-out-your-entire-family-and-not-on-a-date.

You learn, quite quickly, to give Cater space. He’ll come to you on his own time.

Sometimes, it’s strange. Exhaustion circles darkly beneath his eyes, and even the shine in his hair dims. A couple months ago, you’d have thought seeing Cater like this would be impossible.

[HOW TO: MAKE FRIENDS WITH UR ROOMMATE (REAL)]

Half-way through your lease, you firmly declare that Cater Diamond, aka fake-ginger, aka number one on your “smack-a-bitch” list, suffers from Chronic Flirt Syndrome.

“No,” Cater whines, “I just like getting to know people. That’s all.” He rubs the back of his neck, sneaking a glance at the growing polaroids on the wall. Yellow post-it smiley faces tape over about ¼ of the photos, cueing countless hook-ups gone wrong.

“Inside and out?” You try, innocently.

Cater whines. “Gonna report you for bullying. So mean, (Y/N).”

And even worse, he’s a terrible roommate!

You find out he’s not even a real ginger, when he makes you bleach his roots and help wash his hair, while he later applies red hair-dye all under the guise of “roommate bonding”!

“You’re just lazy.”

“Yeah,” Cater agrees, raising his voice over the Jpop blaring from the bathroom, “but it’s fun! Right?”

While waiting for bleach and dye to set, Cater makes playlists for you and sends them over. Success rate of containing good music: ⅔

Switches the sugar and salt containers just to film a #reactions video on Tiktok! Even posted one reaction video with you in a facemask and greasy hair! Which. was. the. one. that. went. viral.

You made Cater pay you fifty for emotional damage.

But that’s not even the worst of it. He films thirst-traps in the living room. Apparently, the lighting looks ‘oh, so much better than from his room!”

You’re convinced this is a huge lie. No way, Cater likes the mismatched furniture aesthetic in the common room better than his pervy pillows.

One time you saw Cater filming and he actually looked good.

(╬ Ò﹏Ó)

#HOLYWATER #NOSIMPINGALLOWED

He has … little fangs when he smirks a certain way

And! Even leaves hot-sauce bottles out instead of putting them back in the fridge!

Except, Cater isn’t all bad.

Late nights of work and deadlines automatically get accompanied with a mandatory hour break, where Cater makes after-midnight ramen and fire noodles. The spice feels so good, and you can’t get enough. Sometimes it’s so spicy you cry. Maybe you and Cater eat too much spicy food, because after a while, it only brings a slight rush of heat. Cater wants to upgrade to ghost-pepper.

“You’re gonna take a massive shit afterwards.”

“More post-shat clarity,” Cater teases back. “Anyway, don’t shit shame. Rude.”

Sometimes Cater’s friends come to visit. trappolace, or Ace, continues to leech off your wi-fi, your laundry machines, and to whine about that god-awful polaroid of him pinned to the cork-board.

“C’mon, take a new one! Please, pretty please?”

Cater shakes his head, grinning wickedly. “Those eyes won’t work on me. You’ll have better luck with (Y/N).” He winks at you. “And I’ll think about it. You’re really pulling off that drunken glow–”

“Oh, dear.” You have to drag an enraged Ace off Cater and semi-permanently ban him from the apartment.

Cater draws a mustache and angry eyebrows on the Ace polaroid. The expression looks very familiar.

Underneath the polaroid reads: EVICTED!! PIN OF SHAME!!

Meanwhile, Cater starts posting on his Magicam story. just got ace-crimed :( @ trappolace sorry i told u to stop picking ur nose ,, won’t do it again #imsorry #plsforgiveme #kleenex #isyourfriend

Ace blows up Cater’s phone. You nudge closer to Cater, bursting into laughter at the notifs traveling down Cater’s phone.

[trappolace] replied to your story: DELETE THIS. 1m ago

[trappolace] replied to your story: DELETE THIS. now

[trappolace] replied to your story: YOU MOTHERFUCKER. now

“Why would you post that,” you giggle, “you’re terrible. Might have to expose you, too.”

“Oh, yeah? What for?”

“He’s a ten, but deletes his mental health to focus on social media. Probably gets off to his pervy pillows. They’re part of the FUN collection? What type of fun, huh, caycay?”

Suddenly, you remember why the eyebrows Cater drew over the Ace polaroid look so familiar.

Cater cackles. He playfully pokes you in the side, resting his head on your shoulder. “You think I’m a ten? Look,” he half-wraps his arm around you to show you his phone, “he’s still going.”

You can’t stop laughing. It hurts your ribs, and you struggle to breathe in, gasping at air. “Poor Ace. And you’re a one. One.”

“There,” Cater murmurs, and you can hear the amusement in his voice. Think he’s not quite talking about Ace now. Feel the warmth of his gaze against your skin, the comforting hold of his arms. “That’s why I posted it.”

You blink. The look in his eyes.

“Wanted to make me choke?”

Cater snickers. “Maybe later. At least ask me out first.”

You lightly whack his chest with each word. “Chronic. Flirt. Syndrome.”

Cater pouts, wrapping his arms around you. “Aw, (Y/N)! You know you’re the only one for me.”

“Tell that to your hook-ups on the wall.”

“I don’t do that anymore!”

“Uh huh.”

Cater does, in fact, delete the story after you’ve seen it.

Or traytarts, whose user you learn belongs to Trey Clover.

Ends up bringing housewarming tarts five months late.

Apparently, the two of them met during their first year of NRC.

While Cater’s off taking phone-calls from work or piss breaks, Trey grumbles that Cater tried disappearing from his life five times after they graduated, until he eventually gave up.

So, don’t take it personally if he does that, Trey warns. It might happen soon.

Cater happens to walk-in at the tail-end of your conversation. He looks, amused? “Ah, IRL ghosting, am I right? Boo boo. Trey didn’t let me. So sad. Now I’ve got to look at his tarts every. single. day. ”

“It wouldn’t kill you to do a promotion out of the goodness of your heart,” Trey chuckles.

“So cheesy,” Cater mimes a hand to his chest, then smiles, wickedly. This smile feels a bit different, then Cater’s usual smiles. “Besides, we’re not best friends. Remember? Get outta here, Trey.”

A while later. “Why do you have so many followers?”

Cater laughs, plopping down on the couch beside you. “I’m super mega-cute,” he teases, flashing you a charming smile. “Nah. I moved around like, eight times before NRC. Got a bunch of followers from different schools, and they stuck around because I’m so cool and hip! The rest? They swarm to me after perfectly curated posts, hashtags, and TOD: time of day.”

“Why so much?”

Cater shrugs, glancing down at his hands. “My dad’s job. Absent father trying to provide for a big, happy family. That sorta stuff, hah.” His gaze flickers back to you, guiltily. He reaches out, nudging your chin up. “Hey. Don’t look so sad,” he says, tentative smile playing at the corner of his lips. “It wasn’t so bad. Got to travel around the world! How many kids can say they did that?”

“Cater,” you murmur.

Cater presses a finger to your lips. “It’s fine. Really.” He grins. It feels … forced. “How ‘bout this. I’ll take you to a couple places I lived. I’ll be like a real tour-guide. Fun, right? It pays to know the locals.”

Later, Trey’s words circle around your head.

Cater fell off the face of the earth like, five times after NRC. Plus a couple times during NRC winter breaks. But try not to take it personally. He’s,” Trey pauses, sighing. “let’s just say he’s gone through a lot more than it looks.

Google Search: how does frequently moving affect you as a kid?

The results make your head spin.

[HOW TO: FIGURE OUT IF THEY LIKE ME?? QUIZ]

After showers, Cater smells like shea butter. He takes care of his hair and skin religiously, switching up his routine based on new products shipped to him by different companies, but he always keeps his showergel the same.

Sometimes, you wake up to a fresh-cup of coffee. Cater wafts the cup beneath your nose, obnoxiously poking your cheek to rouse you. He’s lucky he made you coffee, otherwise you’d yell at him for touching your face. If Cater doesn't wash his hands …

Other nights, the two of you find each other relaxing on the couch, limbs tangled together and things just feel right. You’ve both got dating apps open, giggling at different matches and comparing them.

“No,” Cater says, staring in horror at the account displayed on your screen. “He looks like a total bore. Wanna bet he uses Axe body spray religiously on first dates?”

“Pfft. Don’t be mean. Sebek?” You try, sounding his name on your tongue as you swipe through his selected photos. “Maybe not. He seems a little obsessed with … um? Does he have a boyfriend?”

Cater nudges closer to you, peering at your phone. He laughs. “More or less. Left!”

One night, Cater proposes a game of truth or dare. The empty pink bottle of sake spinning between the two of you blurs in and out like sea-glass and kaleidoscopes.

“Truth,” you mumble.

Cater takes a while to think. “When we first met and joked about falling in love … What do you mean, you’d never make the same mistake twice? If not,” He gestures to the small flask of hiya sake, then shakes his head. “Just down some water, or something. Don’t drink anymore.”

He sighs, amused and exasperated all at once. “You really can’t handle your alcohol, can you? Gonna have to find myself a new drinking buddy.”

You shrug. “Meant what I said. Last roommate and I had a thing. After our lease ended, they ghosted. Probably annoyed them.”

Cater spins the bottle. He doesn’t wait for it to land. “Dare.”

You stare at the ceiling. “Can you like … stop being so fake?”

Cater’s voice steels. “What?”

“Sorry,” you stumble back, “didn’t mean it like that.”

“Insert cringe motivational quote: drunk words mean sober thoughts. Just say it.”

“Okay,” you continue, not aware enough in the moment to read social cues, “you do this thing a lot. You know, where you’re not feeling it. And then you put on this act. Dare you to stop doing that. With me.” Your voice falters. “It makes me sad.”

The silence stifles. It’s so heavy.

“You might not like me so much, anymore.”

“I already like you too much. That might be a good thing.”

Cater laughs, quietly. “You know, for all the times you drag me for being a flirt, you’re out here doing the exact same thing. Especially when drunk.”

“Just telling the truth. That’s not flirting, Caycay.”

Cater smiles mirthlessly. “Alright. That’s enough.” He picks you up, carrying you to your room. When he tucks your duvet up to your chin, his thumb brushes against your cheek, lingering seconds longer than he should. “Night, (Y/N).”

“Cater,” your voice slurs. “It really hurts.”

He’s already doubling back, knees scuffing against hardwood as he stumbles to your bedside. “Did I hurt you? Where does it hurt?”

You lightly poke his chest. “There. When they left,” you mumble, dozing off. “You won’t leave me, too, will you?”

Cater looks like he’s seen a ghost.

[HOW TO: RUN AWAY (AGAIN).]

Cater spends less time at home. He knows your schedule so well, he ends up leaving before you wake up, and returning when you’re done with dinner. On the chance you wait for him, he takes his dinner to his room.

Sometimes, he switches. Like, he feels bad for the way he’s acting. Sometimes he’ll greet you in the mornings with a cheerful smile, and you’re so stupid for thinking things will go right back to how they were. It’s a slap in the face when the next day, his wall slams back down. Distant.

“Cater,” you whisper one morning, stepping in front of him, “what’s wrong?”

The archaic smile on his face never falters. “Nothing. Never better.”

Living with Cater starts to feel a lot like the last couple months with your ex-roommate. And it scares you.

HOW TO: GET FEATURED ON ‘HEY REDDIT, AM I THE ASSHOLE’?

[caycays]: (y/n), i’m gonna be super honest ,, i think we’re getting too close. and it’s really scary. i can’t keep friendships longer than a couple years, much less relationships. i think we should start acting like roommates. just roommates.

[caycays]: i’ll move out after lease ends. sorry for being that second mistake.

[HOW TO: REACT WHEN THEY WON’T LET YOU DO. THAT]

A couple weeks later, you sit Cater down on the couch.

“I’m not gonna try to change your mind,” you start, before he says anything. “I want to give you space. I’m not mad.” You gauge his reaction, careful not to overstep. “But I need to know what I can do to be a better roommate for you.”

“What?”

“Boundaries, Cater. Times you want me out the apartment. Things I can do to make you feel more comfortable.”

The look in his eyes. He blinks quickly, then rubs a hand behind his neck. “That uh. That works.”

You and Cater set up schedules to give both of you time at the apartment alone. Cooking meals every other day. You take M,W,F, he takes TU, TH, S. But leave the pot simmering on the stove – he’ll take his meal in his room, or be on his phone with headphones at the dining table.

For you: make breakfast together on Sundays. Treat me like I’m a person, not invisible. Let me use the TV screen to watch my favorite show Fridays at 10pm. Alone.

“And Cater,” you murmur, “I’m sorry for that night. I shouldn’t have said those things to you. It’s not your responsibility to act like my ex-roommate gone right.” You start to get up. “I’m sorry for projecting. It wasn’t okay.”

Cater reaches for your wrist. He looks at you, then darts his gaze away to stare hardly at the light fixtures. “I,” he starts, “It means a lot that you’re still here. After everything.” He releases your wrist, then drapes his arm across his eyes. “Thank you. For everything.”

[HOW TO: GO BACK TO NORMAL? IS THAT POSSIBLE?]

Cater feels … kinder.

Is that a thing? He’s the same Cater over text, Magicam DM, Twitter, Tiktok, you name it. Same sense of humor, cheery persona, perfect mood-setter. But at home, he seems to unwind. Slowly.

Sometimes, you’ll arrive home to Cater cooking dinner, nervously gesturing to the table already set with tableware. “Wanna eat together?” He’s attentive when he listens to your day, hesitantly sharing some details about his own … at least, how his day really was. Not the stuff he puts on Magicam.

Other nights, he’s the same. Same Cater you’ve known since day one. He twirls you around in the living room, laughing when he sees the smile spread across your face. Rests his head in your lap while your run your fingers through his hair.

Now, he even lets you listen when he plays cello. Says it's easier to express things through music.

You missed it by a long shot, when you called him fake. Because Cater’s not … fake. He’s a lot of things, all at once. Shameless flirt, chronically online, depressed adhd introvert, glamorous influencer, life of the party, intuitive roommate.

Cater laughs when you tell him this. Tells you to stay tuned for more during the second year of your apartment lease.

SIGNING OUT: CATER DIAMOND

SHUT DOWN? MONITOR AUTOMATICALLY SLEEPS IN 30 SECONDS.

#cater diamond #cater diamond x reader #cater diamond hcs #cater diamond headcanons #cater x reader #cater hcs #twst

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yurimochi · 2 years

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Hi, can I request headcanons for the third-years with an INTJ s/o who likes making art in their free time? Their artworks are also cute by default. Thanks

sorry for taking so long! and thank you for the request ♡

♡ with an intj and artist reader headcanons ♡ ♡ fluff and romance ♡ ♡ fem!reader ♡

♡ cater diamond ♡ ♡ he loves how curious and original she is, she's always open to new ideas and likes to look at things in different ways. ♡ when the two are together they'll do pretty much anything, but what they enjoy doing lately is crafting random stuff and even if it goes horribly wrong he'll still share it on magicam with a lot of couple hastags. ♡ she's a really good listener which he appreciates, he can talk about anything to her and he knows that she'll always listen to him, and he'll do the same for her whenever she wants to talk about anything. ♡ he was surprised when he found out that she's an artist, he'll encourage her to upload her art on magicam so other people can see how talented she is and he's just really supportive. ♡ he loves her art so much, he thinks her artstyle is really adorable and colorful. he'll always like and comment on all of her posts and will make sure all friends sees her art.

♡ trey clover ♡ ♡ he loves how independent and curious she is, she do things in her own way and she's open to new ideas. ♡ when they're together they'll often cook or bake anything, they like to look for new recipes online and recreate them, and sometimes when they make a lot of food they'll share it with their friends. ♡ she's a good listener and he really likes that, he always goes to her whenever he needs to talk or rant, especially on rough days and he makes sure to be a good listener for her too. ♡ he was surprised when he found out that she's an artist, he doesn't know much about art but he'll give her some criticism if she asks for it, which she appreciates. ♡ he really likes her art, he thinks it's cute, colorful and creative, he's always interested to see her recent works when they're finished and will always comment on them.

♡ leona kingscholar ♡ ♡ he loves how determined and independet she is, she makes sure to achieves her goals and do things in her own way. ♡ when they're together they really enjoy playing chess against each other, they don't play chess often but when they do it's always pretty intense, since neither of them wants to lose. ♡ she's a good listener which he thinks is nice, he knows that she'll always be there for him if he ever wants to talk about anything, and he does the same for her whenever she wants to talk to him. ♡ he wasn't that surprised when he found out that she's an artist, he doesn't care much about art, but he's supportive of her hobby and will give her criticism when she asks for it. ♡ he likes her art, he thinks it's cute and creative, he'll sometimes pretend to be asleep and just watch her draw while she's in her drawing mode.

♡ vil schoenheit ♡ ♡ he loves how rational and determined she is, she always logical and she always makes sure to achieve her goals. ♡ when the two are together they really enjoy doing yoga, they just likes to relax and help each other with difficult poses, honestly he's pretty happy to have a yoga partner. ♡ she's a really good listener and he appreciates that, now he can go to her whenever he wants to rant when rook isn't around and he'll listen to her rant when he's not busy of course. ♡ he was slightly surprised when he found out that she's an artist, but he's interested in her art and is supportive, he's not afraid to give her criticism even when she doesn't ask for it which she appreciates. ♡ he really likes her art, he thinks her artstyle is really cute and colorful, he really enjoys seeing her recent works and he also found out that she has drawn a few sketches of him, which he thinks it's really sweet.

♡ rook hunt ♡ ♡ he loves how independent and curious she is, she do things in her own way and is always open to new ideas. ♡ when the two are together they'll go on walks and analyze people, they like trying to figure people out and see how other people handle the same situation, though his way of analyzing is very stalker-ish. ♡ she's a good listener which he loves, he just enjoys talking about anything with her and he knows that she'll always listen, he'll of course do the same for her. ♡ he already knows that she's an artist, he's very interested and supportive of her hobby, he'll always comment on her recent works and give her criticism when she asks for it. ♡ he loves her art, he thinks it's adorable and creative, he'll sometimes commission her to draw something for him, which she'll gladly do.

♡ idia shroud ♡ ♡ he loves how informed and original she is, she's really knowledgeable and likes to look at stuff in different ways. ♡ when they're together they'll play video games, they play pretty much anything together and just have a fun time, they'll also play board games time to time with azul and ortho. ♡ she's a good listener which he likes, he doesn't like to talk or open up that much but he knows that she's always willing to listen to him, which he appreciates and he'll do the same for her, even though he's not that good at it. ♡ he was really surprised when he found out that she's an artist, he was instantly instrested and supportive, and he'll always comment on her recent works and will give her criticism when she asks for it. ♡ he loves her art, he thinks her artstyle is really cute and colorful, he'll often commisson her so that she can draw his favorite characters in her style.

♡ malleus draconia ♡ ♡ he loves how curious and informed she is, she's always open to new things and she's always knowledgeable. ♡ when the two are together they like to learn and research about stuff they're intested in and then share the information to each other, he just enjoys talking to her a lot. ♡ she's a good listener which he really loves, he'll talk about anything with her and will go to her if he wants to rant, he does the same if she ever wants to rant too. ♡ he was slightly surprised when he found out that she's an artist, he got interested and asks her to show him her artwork, he's supportive and gives her criticism when she asks for it. ♡ he really likes her art, he thinks it's cute and creative, he gets really happy whenever she shows him her works and he saves every drawing she gifts him.

♡ lilia vanrouge ♡ ♡ he loves how original and curious she is, she likes to look at things in different ways and she's always open to new things. ♡ when they're together they'll do anything music related, they'll just hang out while listening, singing or playing instruments, they just have a fun time together. ♡ she's a good listener and he really likes that, he really enjoys talking with her about anything and he likes to listen to her too whenever she wants to talk or rant. ♡ he wasn't that surprised when he found out she's an artist, he's really supportive of her hobby and he'll gladly give her criticism when she asks for it. ♡ he loves her art, he thinks it's really adorable, colorful and creative, he loves seeing her recent works and he just enjoys watching her draw when he's bored.

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idiasdiscordkitten · 2 years

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Hello! I have something Halloween related. May I request HCs of Cater Diamond, Malleus Draconia, and Idia Shroud with a partner [The Reader] [Gender Neutral] [Romantic] who dresses up something scary for Halloween? They could be dressed as popular slashers like Ghostface, Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger, or Jason Voorhees. Or maybe infamous haunting entities like the girl from The Ring.

I can imagine [Reader] acting scary enough for the MagiCam Monsters to run away during Halloween Week at NRC. They’re just in character.

- @sanctum-of-ramshackle

hi there! so, i'm not gonna lie, i've never watched a horror movie, so i can't say my assessment will be too accurate! but i'm happy to give it a try :)

cater, idia, and malleus with a partner who likes to wear scary costumes for halloween

Cater Diamond

❤️ cater wants to take as many pics with you as possible - you look SO movie accurate! he’ll post some to magicam, but he’ll keep his favorites to himself

❤️ depending on how gruesome the costume is, he’ll want to wear a matching costume. if it’s not cute enough, he’ll do his own thing, but he’ll want to show you off to everyone he knows

❤️ he loves how excited you are about halloween, and it motivates him to decorate and make everything as spooky as possible!

Idia Shroud

💙 if you don’t tell him what your costume will be beforehand, you’ll scare him for sure. if you tell him, though? he’ll be eager to match with you in some way, assuming he can hide his face

💙 he’ll be extra excited if you’re wearing a costume based on a horror video game, and he’ll be doubly eager to match with you. he’ll even make the costumes himself to ensure optimal accuracy

💙 your costumes are less than ideal for trick or treating, since the two of you are supervising ortho and scaring all the children, but idia’s just happy to be sharing his interests with someone

Malleus Draconia

💚 he doesn’t find you all that scary, but he does find your costume and mannerisms amusing

💚 he doesn’t really get the references, so malleus will insist that the two of you have a movie marathon so that he’s fully prepared for celebrating halloween your way

💚 it’s refreshing to be out and about and people are scared not because of him, but who he’s with. even in your scary getup, he thinks you’re adorable, and he just wants to learn more and more about you

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland headcanons #cater #cater diamond #cater diamond headcanons #idia #idia shroud #idia shroud headcanons #malleus #malleus draconia #malleus draconia headcanons #sephie writes #sephie hcs

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chacolatepocky · 2 years

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Heartslabyul headcanons, Kpop edition: Group and Members

Group name: Heartslabyul (Also known as Heart Boys)

Company: Night RavenC Entertainment

Debut: March 18, 2020

Debut song: Wonderland (Orginal by AlexA)

Fans: Hearts

Haters: Rulebreakers

Official colours: Red, Black, Gold

Rest under the cut ~

~ Riddle Rosehearts ~

• Became a idol because his mother wanted him to

● The fourth to become trainee

• Is one of the leaders of the group

● Extremely talented, He can sing and dance

● His positions are Main vocalist,FOTG, Visual, and Leader

● He trained for 2 years

● He is the most popular member of Heartslabyul

● He would probably sing like jimin from BTS

● He has good stage presence

● HATES aegyo

● Wears shoes with a bit of a heel on them so he looks as tall as the others

● Hardly ever does Vlive

● And when he does it's usually just to show the fans something like Treys new cake or smth

● Gets extremely angry at the other members (Ace&Cater) if they tell a embarrassing story of him on a interview

● Secretly has every photocard of the other members

● Has like 10 posts on his magicam and 1.5 million followers

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

~ Ace Trappola ~

● Became a idol for the shits and giggles

● Was like "Bro what if I became like one of those rich singer boys that all the girls drool over? man I'd make more money than i know what to do with."

● Was the last member to become a trainee

● His positions Are Main rapper, Visual, Lead dancer, and maknae

● He trained for 6 months

● He is the second most popular member of Heartslabyul

● He's loved for his sassy and teasing personality

● He's known as the troublemaker of the group for a reason

● Does Vlives so he can show the pranks he does on the other members

● Vlives whenever he has free time

● He sings and raps like Han From Stray kids

● He is also extremely talented, he calls himself the ACE of the group

● Does aegyo to annoy the others

● Only has photocards of himself on his dresser

● Is a HUGE fan of Blackpink but would rather die than admit it

● Posts all the time on his Magicam but it's usually memes

● Does that thing that lee know did like " You can't have what I'm eating Haha."

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

~ Cater Diamond ~

● The oldest

● Was already a famous influencer before he debuted

● He wanted to become a idol because his older sisters were members of popular girl groups

● Was the second member to become a trainee

● His positions are Lead rapper, Lead vocalist, Center, Visual, lyricist

● He trained for 4 years

● The third most popular member of Heartslabyul

● He's also a MC on Music bank

● He has a bright personality and is best friends with Nayeon from Twice

● Was the first member to have a solo debut

● Sings like Wooyoung from Ateez

● He's a great dancer too

● I would say that he has the most stage presence out of all the members

● He LOVES to Vlive. He'll do it anywhere anytime

● In his room after work? Yep, In the grocery store buying cereal? Of course, Behind the scenes of a M/V? Well he tries, but usually Riddle confiscates his phone before he can give any major spoilers

● He also posts on Magicam all the time but what he posts has to be monitored so he doesn't spoil any new comebacks

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

~ Deuce Spade ~

● Became a idol because he wanted to make his mother proud

● The first member to become a trainee

● His positions are Main dancer, Sub-Vocalist, Visual

● He trained for 5 years

● He's the most underrated member

● He can learn new choreagaphys in a few hours

● But then he does that one thing yeji did when she said the wrong award name on live TV

● Kind of awkward in the start of interviews

● He has a vlog where he goes to see some baby chick's

● He Vlives whenever he's bored

● He kind of just sits there and answers some questions

● He doesn't really post on Magicam other than pictures of animals and picture of his friends

● He shoutouts his mother and grandmother on shows

● He sings and dances like Ni-ki from Enhypen

● He wins in any of the sports related stuff they have to do for shows

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

~ Trey Clover ~

● Became a idol because it was his life-long dream

● The third member to become a trainee

● His positions are Sub-vocalist, Leader, Visual, Lyricist, Composer

● He's the mother of the group who takes care of the others

● Also trained for 4 years

● Is the second leader of the group

● Has a very calming voice

● Sings like DK front Seventeen

● Has ok stage presence

● When he debuted his dancing was very stiff

● His dancing is much better now ^-^

● His Vlives consist of him asking his fans how they are and telling them to drink water and take care of themselves

● Bakes alot for the other members

● Him and Cater write the songs

● The only posts he has on his magicam are of the other members, his cat, and cakes

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hey! I hope you enjoyed these! I'm sorry if they're a bit weird I've never written anything like this before, and If the idols I chose for them to sound like are weird my excuse is that I stan 3 whole boy groups 🌝 But anyway I hope you have a wonderful day!

#twst #twisted wonderland #deuce spade #riddle rosehearts #ace trappola #trey clover #cater diamond #riddle rosehearts headcanons #ace trappola headcanons #deuce spade headcanons #trey clover headcanons #cater diamond headcanons #Kpop #disney #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #heartslabyul headcanons #heartslabyul dorm

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demonichikikomori · 2 years

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(Enters with my megaphone because I’m ready to speak on something I agree with)

I agree that the strap was intentionally colored in the Nonbinary Pride Flag in Caters new card design for Club Wear. (we’re getting the boys in their respective clubs and currently have Cater and Kalim, meaning Lilia is next woo!!) The developers of Twisted Wonderland are quite forward thinking with the game being how masculine presenting characters can dress in traditionally feminine ways and in the JPN server Vil Schoenheit was mentioned to use pronouns that are not traditional when referring to oneself as their gender (atashi being the genderless form of referring to oneself) he also likes being called ‘beautiful’ and no one really refers to Vil as a man or woman in the game. With such information it wouldn’t be strange that a character in the game would present themselves as nonbinary to the audience. I think such a declaration would be something as basic as the character telling you they liked the color purple. Cater Diamond is most likely comfortable with he/him but if you directly ask them: They will inform you that they prefer they/them/he/him pronouns. And would be happy you asked.

(Carefully turns off my megaphone. I feel happy.)

#cater diamond #twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #cater diamond headcanons #headcanon #twst headcanons #twst hcs #cater twisted wonderland #nonbinary #a. hellish. secret

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cherrys-side-bitch · 2 years

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Cater loved monster high as a child. Change my mind.

#disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst headcanons #twst shitpost #cater diamond headcanons #cater diamond #shitposts

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quimichi · 3 months

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↳ ❝ [YOU WAKE HIM UP WITH NONSENSE] ¡! ❞ pt.2

warnings: Pet names idk some might cringe at that, bad writing, Ace affectionately calling you bitch, some maybe turn out ooc - i just suck at a few characters-my apologies

summary: You wake him up in the middle of the night talking complete nonsense

characters: Twst boys x F!Reader

word count: 4.246

a/n: THIS IDEA WAS NOT FROM ME, unfortunately i can't find the creator so if you remember tag them! My writing wasn't as good as theirs tho

Riddle

Riddle's slumber is disturbed by the sound of his name. He doesn't answer right away, opening his eyes slowly and blinking a few times before he realizes his surroundings. "My rose?..." he asks, voice tired and hoarse.

He sits up, looking over at you. He sees you, and his expression softens. "Are you not able to sleep?..." "Remeber when i was walking my whale in the mountains, and i met two talking closets offering me a discount on money?" Clearly you make no sense, after all this was planned. You have to stiffle your laugh and giggles but you manage to stay serious nonetheless. Riddle blinks a few times as he tries to process what you're saying, his sleepy brain refusing to comprehend the words.

As his thoughts clear, his eyebrows frown as he attempts to make any sense of you talking about closets. Or discounts on money.

He blinks a third time to clear his vision. The expression on his face is pure gold, priceless. He looks adorable with his mouth agape. Riddle blinks a few more times. His eyes flicker as he attempts to discern your words, but he is too sleepy to put together the pieces.

"You walked a whale?" he finally manages. "Talking closets? Discount? Mountains??" He lets himself drop backwards onto the bed again and left out a sigh. "Mhm! Talking closets in the mountains" you softly laugh as you kiss his cheek and lay down beside him. Riddles cheeks heat up lightly, and he cannot help but blush.

"You can tell me all about it once its the right time..." and before you could even answer, he's out again....

Trey

The sound of your voice stirs him from sleep, and his eyes flutter open. Trey blinks a few times, the softest smile still gracing his features. He blinks again and again, finally fully comprehending the situation. His eyes widen as his lips part.

"Ah...yes?" he whispers, rubbing his eyes to rid himself of lingering sleepiness.

"I forgot to tell you that yesterday I was out with my mixer and we saw a duck on the runway having metal teeth." You can tell that the story has stumped him for a few seconds. He blinks, seemingly trying to process what you just said.

Though he knows the words make sense separately, all together they're a rather peculiar combination. He tilts his head, his brow furrowing.

"That's...a bit strange, no? Was it a normal duck aside from its odd teeth?" "Yeah!" His mouth quirks up. You can see a glimmer of amusement flit across his features as he chuckles. "A duck with metal teeth it was then, cool i guess." he says as he tries to form a picture of it in his mind. The concept of an otherwise-normal duck sporting metal teeth would definitely be a curious sight.

He lets out a soft snicker, clearly entertained by the absurd image. "Now," he yawns, "c'mere and sleep with me now, kay?" he mumbles tiredly and pulls you closer by your hips, pressing you against his body.

Cater

Cater's eyes open slowly, as if he was only half asleep. When he sees you, his eyes widen a bit and he tries to focus. His expression is soft and a bit hazy, but he seems to recognize you immediately. When he sees you, you notice a wave of tender affection flood his body as you hear him take in a deep breath before he lets out a quiet sigh. "Whatisitbaby..." he slurrs his words together.

"I baked a broom for you and decorated it with car keys for your happy easter celebration on Christmas!" Cater blinks a few times, before he slowly lifts his head and blinks slowly. He seems a bit confused about your statement, how can someone not. He is too drowsy to respond just yet, so he merely smiles goofly at you gently and lets out a small yawn. His eyelids slowly start to close again, but he seems very content to just sit here with you.

Cater seems to be drifting off sitting, so you decide to let him return to sleep. His breathing grows heavier the moment his back hits the bed again, but you can still see his chest rise and fall softly as his body adjusts to a deeper slumber.

His face rests against your chest, but before he can fully fall back asleep again he slurrs a few words for you. "Youcantellmeallaboutitinthemornin'kaykaybaby?"

"Kay Kay, baby" you softly laugh and kiss his forehead.

Ace

Ace’s breathing pauses for a moment as he remains partially asleep. His eyelids flutter and his eyes remain closed, but he responds nonetheless. "Fuck off Juice...lemme sleep..."

"....bro youre in my room no blueberry juice here-" you deadpan. Ace raises his head, mouth open with a bit of droll running out. He blinks slowly, left eye earlier than the right, and looks drowsy at you. "Right....what's the matter babe?" He drops his head face down in the pillow again after he used all his energy to answer you. "So, yesterday when i wanted to visit the moon i accident took the wrong worm and we ended in the bushes where shoes grow." Ace laughs softly into the pillow and shakes his head at the absurdity of it all. “Ah, yes…I remember. Cool story babe.......now lemme sleep"

Before you can even react Ace wraps his arms cautiously around you and pulls beside him as he lays on his stomach. "You're one crazy bitch...fuck, i love you." He mumbles into the pillow again, before turning to face you and pull you closer into his chest. Ace lovingly kissed your forhead before stroking your hair and slowly falling asleep again.

Deuce

A quiet moan escapes Deuce’s lips, and he begins to stir. He opens his eyes and sits up— you can see that he is still half-asleep, blinking slowly and lazily at the ceiling. “Wha-...ar...are you hurt or somethin'?” he says in a gentle, hoarse whisper.

Your gentle touch on his shoulder has woken him from his rest, and yet he doesn't seem annoyed by it; quite the opposite, in fact.

"No, no I'm not hurt. But i just saw a flying console screaming for pudding outside our shower." "Pudding?" Deuce repeats the word curiously, blinking as he wipes his nose and sniffs tiredly. Your tone seems to suggest that he should find the word familiar, but the foest year seems genuinely clueless as to what you're talking about. He gives you a baffled expression, but you can tell that he's still not quite himself.

If there are any flying consoles out there, they aren't his concern. "Pudding... flying consoles..." he mumbles. "Baby, you want some pudding...?" He ask tiredly, looking over at clock on the wall, luckly the moonlight lets him see the time. "At..." he squint his eyes, "8 am?"...3 am but you don't want to burst his bubble just yet.

"I can wait till 8 am, no biggie" you say, smiling at how concerned but also confused he is. Although hes tired he still tries to be a good boyfriend for you. "M'kay...g'night..."...out like a light.

Leona

"Hmm" Leona groans. His hands trail up and down beside him lookung for your body to pull you closer against his body. But he didn't found you, instead you were sitting up. "Herbivore,...c'mere already."

He's still slightly groggy from sleep. Its common knowledge, waking Leona Kingscholar up is an unofficial crime. And now you even left his arms, the audacity. Good thing hes way to tired at 2am.

"I was looking for my teapot but instead found a dancing glass of ice tea waiting at the traffic light to turn into a tulip." "Ah... what?" Leona murmurs, slowly shifting upward. His gaze is still half-lidded by sleep; his eyes have yet to come back into focus.

He blinks at you a couple of times, before finally rubbing his eyes and frowning. Leona looks somewhat annoyed. "What nonsense are you saying?" He blinks some more, his voice still rough with sleepiness. "I...I love you come back and sleep." And since you didn't immediately react to him he growls back a, "Now."

Ruggie

Ruggie stirs at your voice, ears laying flat and lazy against his head. He opens his eyes slowly and looks at you with half lidded, sleepy eyes. "Mmm...is it morning already?" he asks quietly. "No." You smile gently at him and kiss his cheek. He smiles dopey and falls back against the pillows. "But...when I tried to read the picture about the story of the bear who went jogging in the clouds, i got confused."

Ruggie is just as confused. But smiles slightly as he props himself up in bed. He rubs his eyes, his expression one of amusement layered with tiredness.

"Ya know..., you really need to stop askin' me to help you with your homework,” he mumbles. "Huh?" "...Huh?" "....oh-" "yeah?..." Ruggie didn't know what he said, neither did he knows what he actually understood. And neither did you. You both just blink at each other looking confused, before he drops down into the pillows again and holds his arms out for you. "Come back and cuddle...ya silly little minx"

Jack

His ears twitch at the sound of your voice, and his eyes dart open in a sharp flutter. Blinking away the lingering sleep from his eyes, the world comes into focus.

When he realizes that its only you in front of him, he relaxes. "Are you not feeling well?" He's definitely not wide awake but isn't half asleep either. He quickly sits up too and puts his hand on your cheek, caressing your skin with his thumb as he looks at you worried. That would make you melt under normal circumstances, but you had other plans this night. "I was attacked by a wild blueberry and it wanted to read my eyelashes off my nails."

Jack blinks. His thumb stops moving as he is processing your words slowly. "... You're... you're..." He trails off at the nonsensicality of the sentence. The words don't register, and he looks at you with confusion. His brow furrows.

"What?"

You can't help but giggle. "Alright...time for you to get some sleep, hm?" Jack sounds exhausting, from being sleepy and from you. He stroke your cheek lovingly one last time, before you cave in and lay back into bed. "Good girl...", sudden tiredness came over Jack and he lays back beside you, pulling you against his chest.

Azul

The voice breaks him from his slumber. He flinches in surprise, waking from a deep sleep. His lavender eyes shoot open. They look at you with a certain amount of fright — until they register your face, in the darkness of your bedroom.

"Pearl?" His voice is a whisper— husky with sleep, but soft all the same. "If a snail flys into a tree, does it turn pink or will it eat chips?" You immediately hit him with your nonsense, no mercy. Azul stares at you in utter confusion. His face is one of uncertainty, and a touch of amusement as he tries to make sense of your question.

He settles on a response, but is not entirely confident in its truth. "I do not know, Pearl." He murmurs. "But what i know is that you should be asleep." You know he's right, but you also just wanted to have some fun. Azul gently pulls you back against his chest. He smiles at you warmly as he wraps your body in his arms.

He presses his lips to the top of your head. His hands come up to your hair, fingers threading through yours and gently stroking you, brushing them down your back to soothe your weary bones. "We can...discuss this tomorrow..." You just nod, snuggling up to him. Teasing him didn't work, but at least you got his affection.

Jade

Jade always sleeps lightly, so the tiny call of his name immediately wakes him. "Hmmm…" his voice is barely above a whisper as he wakes. He reaches out for you, his movements gentle, his eyes searching in the darkness for your body. "Mm...Guppy?"

"Do teeth grown on walls when they are covered in amnesia?"

The question catches Jade by surprise, his brow furrowed as he contemplates your words. He opens his mouth to speak, then closes it again, his brow now a full-on frown as he tries to formulate an answer.

"No?" he says slowly, voice sounding like a question rather than an assertion. He furrows his brow even further, brows meeting in the middle of his forehead. "...You know...there are situations where i feel like Floyd rubbed off on you..." he says. "Ey-!" Jade lets out a tired chuckle before pulling you back against his chest again. "My little guppy...so dumb sometimes, hm?"

Floyd

His pale eyes snap open as soon as he recognizes your voice. "Shrimpyyy," he whines quietly, his voice quivering in his surprise from being pulled from his slumber. "Why'd wake meee?" he mumbles and pulls you closer and tighter against his body, at this point youre used to it. "Do ghosts twerk when you play them ladders and earth?"

As odd a question as it was (Floyd is too), he doesn't even flinch. Instead, he takes a moment to process it before nodding, his lips curling into a smile as he answers, "Of course! Everyone knows ghosts like to twerk." Floyd just starts to giggle in delight, wiggling you around happily, "Aww shrimpy i love you! You're so silly!" He gave you one last kiss on your head before his smile drops, "But we gotta sleep now, so you better behave and don't wake me up again." Though he is still a little unsteady from being woken up so suddenly, his strength still remains in his embrace. From the way he holds you, you can feel how much he loves you. He wants you close. He wants to keep you with him. Forever even.

Kalim

His brows furrow as his eyes continue to stay shut. But your voice was enough to rouse him.

"Hmm?" his lips part, but his voice is still hoarse with sleep, and he doesn't open his eyes yet. Before he can open them or even get remotely more awake, you attack him immediately. "How do i know if a bunny catches a goldfish in a storm of wandering suns?" His brows furrow even further as his head shifts toward your direction. That question did nothing to make any kind of sense to him.

"H-Huh?" he asks warily, his eyes slowly opening just as his brows are un-furrowing. "I- Um." He looks around, his thoughts scattered.

"Lemme ask Jamil real quick...Ja-!" "No-!" Befode he can wake up the poor exhausted second year who just got into bed, you shut Kalim with your hand against his mouth. "Shhh-" He keeps mumbling against your hand, before he choses to gently kiss the inside of your hand. "Tschul...pwease led me go" "Huh?" You raise your hand, "I said, Jewel, please let me go-!" Kalims arms wrap around you in an instant. He buries his face into your shoulder, seeking the warmth of your arms. All of the tension in his body seems to ease at once, replaced by the comfort that he feels when he is in your presence.

He nuzzles his head into your shoulder, the touch being all that he needs for him to be at peace. "Ahhh, I'm wide awake now..."

Jamil

His head tilts a little as the sound of your voice reaches his ears. His head turns in your direction. His breathing is shallow and steady, his eyes closed.

"Mm? What now?..." "Do dogs cry rainbows when they breath daisies on a sunday bell?" There's a moment of silence as your question registers in Jamils mind. The wheels are turning, and you can tell he's processing it.

Finally, he answers, "No, my love. Dogs cannot cry rainbows when they breathe daisies on a Sunday bell....now good night." "Oh-" you were taken aback by how fast and serious he answers. Probably used to it from Kalim. It takes him a moment to realize he should explain his answer. "Dogs are not... capable of...crying rainbows and certainly not when they breathe daisies on a Sunday bell. The latter is...quite nonsensical, actually." A hint of a smile tugs at his mouth, but the expression does not fully reach his lips, "As expected from you "

He waits, allowing a moment to pass to see if you have a response. "Good night Jamil...." "Good night."

Vil

(Bro would honestly kill you but---lets forget about that now-)

His eyes flutter open as he removes his sleeping mask.They blink slowly, fighting off the haze of sleep. And then, they fix on you.

"Yes?" He whispers. Vil is scared you might be in pain, or a different problem flared up. But instead you hit him with this nonsense.

"If a goose loves an ogre, do they drink pebbles in the moonlight?" His mind reels from this seemingly nonsensical question. His body is tense as a whip, his heart pounding in his chest. This feels like a trap, but his mind scrambles to find a response.

He opens his mouth, then stops. He tilts his head, then opens his mouth once more, stopping. He blinks, staring at you.

Then, his lips curl to a smile. "Yes they do," he affirms with complete certainty. "They drink pebbles in the moonlight. And you know what else they do?" "No?" God bless your innocence in this moment, "They never wake up one another when they have their beauty sleep and don't ask them stupid questions." "Oh-..."

Rook

The sound of your voice, however small and soft, stirs Rook from his "slumber". Rook is never truly asleep, a good hunter never rests. He cracks open his eyes, and his lips form a smile and part to form a word.

"Yes?" he excitingly says, though the word, meant hushed and quite, was more loud than expected. "Yesterday I saw a sheep kissing a well and singing it a waterfall because it couldn’t catch a pizza." Without missing a beat he answers, "What a marvelous story mon ange! Did you come up with it yourself?" You nod proudly, not using one braincell to come up with words in the first place is and accomplishment! "Oh, mon ange, would you tell me more about this loving relationship between this talented sheep and its well-lover?"

Rook responds by wrapping his arms tightly around you. He presses his body close to yours, his fingers kneading at you. His touch is gentle but firm. Time seems to slow down as you two press even closer against one another, and you come up with more nonsense to entertain him. The world fades away to oblivion as thoughts of every day concerns slip away and you two embrace the warm bliss of that moment.

Rook doesn't say anything. He only smiles with pure adoration at you and listens to every single word. He just holds you, his every atom focused on being near you. Like always.

Epel

"Epel, Epel, Epel, Epel, Ep-" said guy blinks a few times in an effort to fully awaken as he hears you call his name multiple times. He squints his eyes as he adjusts to the full moon lighting of his bedroom.

He blinks again, rubbing the weariness out of his eyes. "Yeah?" he mumbles softly, his voice still sluggish with sleep. "I just saw an owl wearing a hoddie and stealing a womans wig while the sky was skittles." Epel blinks a few times, trying to process the words you just conveyed. He opens his eyes wider and shakes his head.

"Sounds like you had one wild dream," he whispers as gently as possible, "But at least it wasn't a nightmare so...ya should probably go back to sleep now." Epel's voice is a murmur as he slowly leans down to kiss the top of your head. His cheek brushes against your hair as he nuzzles into the softness, and he takes a deep breath.

His gaze lingers on your face, studying your features as he pulls back slowly. "I'll watch over you so you won't have any strange dreams..."

Idia

The sound of your voice cracks through his mind, jolting him to attention. Idia jolts up from sleep, startled. The sight of you makes his heart skip a beat.

He blinks his eyes open, staring back at you for a moment as he reorients himself. His breathing is quick and shallow, but he steadies himself. "Is-Is something wrong?!" He sounds genuinely scared and worried for you, you almost feel bad about what you're gonna do. "Horses eat frames so they can fly faster to the basement of the Texas curtains."

"Cool" Idia says softly, and his eyes squint. He tilts his head, clearly not tracking your train of thought. His body is tense, his mind dense, on edge as he attempts to make sense of what you just said. "Babe...explain," Idia says, his voice a near whisper. He narrows his eyes, concentrating on your words.

His lips purse for a moment, and he shakes his head slightly. "Can't make sense...might call Ortho..."

Malleus

His chest freezes with a sharp inhale, and he opens his eyes. His heart pounds in his throat, a nervous flutter. "Yes!? Love? I'm here," he says, his voice hoarse from a few hours of undisturbed slumber.

He blinks a few times, rubbing his eyes as he looks up to you, sitting in bed. He wants to speak, but the words can't leave because you beat him to it.

"2 birds were fighting over a brush because it tastes like fries on a Tuesday afternoon." His eyes narrow as he tries to process what you just said. "Tastes...like... fries? on a... Tuesday?"

Confusion clouds his expression, and he cocks his head slightly to the side. Your lack of response only cements his uncertainty. Was that a question? A question you expect him to answer, or was it a joke?

His frown deepens and he clears his throat, "The old man once told me abouta thing called Hoocus Poocus (my stupid idea of google)" he says slowly, raising from bed and groaning like and old man with back problems before he walks over to his phone on his desk. "Maybe this can help...my love?...Do you recall how I alive this device?"

Lilia

The snore halts, the sudden outburst of sound startling him out of his sleep. He wakes up like a mother, with a loud gasp. His eyes shoot open as he bolts upright, and he stares straight at you with an anxious expression on his face. "Has the time finally come?" "W-What time?" "Where i may or may not have left a cake in the oven and it caught fire." He says it with such ease...like he did leave a cake in the oven to burn down the entire dorm.

"No-!....I just wanted to know if you can cactus me a cucumber." He stares at you blankly. Your request takes a few seconds before registering in his mind. A brief flicker of concern crosses his face, but it is fleeting as he realizes you are being facetious. Oh, how much he loves your stupid ass.

He lets out a small laugh. "I'll cactus you a cucumber tomorrow, dearest."

Silver

He is so used on your voice that even in his slumber, your words reach his core. When you call out to him, his breathing grows shallow and his eyelids begin to flutter a bit. His lips twitch again, and he turns his head slightly.

"Ahh...whatisit..." "I slept on a dentist with a horn and he fixed my hair with his light switch." Silver's eyes snap open at your words. You've caught him off-guard yet again. He stares at you for a long moment before he finally speaks.

"You slept...on a dentist..?" He's still half-asleep, his voice quiet and hoarse. "Princess, did you cheat on me?" A quiet, breathy laugh escapes his lips for a split second. Your words are nonsense, and he knows it.

He swallows down another laugh, biting his tongue in an attempt to stifle it as he sees your horrified face. "Shut up..." you mumble, why does no teasing ever work with him?

Sebek

"I'M AWAKE AND READY-!," Sebek is startled awake, sitting up quickly. His eyes open with an instant, and he glances around, his gaze settling on you. "HUMAN? YOU AWOKE ME BECAUSE SAVANACLAW FINALLY ATTACKED DIASOMNIA TO KIDNAPP LORD MALLEUS, RIGHT?!"

"......no but, a egg just gave birth to a basball and now his golf wife is mad."

Sebek blinks for a moment, his brain trying to comprehend your bizarre statement. His face twists, you can't tell if its anger or regret. Regret for ever letting himself catch feelings for you. You never heard him being so silent, cause even in his sleep hes loud...he snores.

"...Human?" "Yes?" "I will escort you back to ramshackle so you can spend the rest of the night in your dorm."

"Nooo-!" "Yes-ah-ey-let go of me-!" He gasps at the sudden embrace, and he stiffens as a flood of emotions rush through his heart. His arms hang loosely at his sides as he is swept into your warm embrace. There is no resisting it. No matter how much he trys, he will always love you no matter what.

He feels like he's going to melt.

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da-birb-writes-sometimes · 8 months

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Feelings Thawed

Character; Cater Diamond

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, pining, ice skating (to various degrees of success)

Word Count; 650+

Author's Note; This is a present/thank you to my mutual @i-like-forgs. I hope you enjoy this ice skating scene with Cater, and that you get to skate soon!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The brisk wind bit at your nose, and you pulled up your scarf, trying to keep away the offending wind. Around you it was a winter wonderland, all made possible in the temperate conditions thanks to Cater, who was filming you skating around on the frozen pond’s surface.

“You know,” you hollered, making sure that you caught his attention, “you should join me! It’s fun!” You came to a stop by the pond’s edge, where Cater was standing with a large thermos.

Cater just shot you a wink, handing you the thermos. “This is for you though, silly!”

He was deflecting, you could tell; behind that bright and cheery smile that he always seemed to wear around others, you knew when there was something off with Cater. You accepted the thermos though, and took a sip of the spicy apple cider, still piping hot.

You gave him a look and pulled lightly on his coat sleeve. “Yes, but it’s more fun with others, come on Cater!” You stepped back onto the ice, and slowly skated near him, waiting with an eager smile.

He looked at you, and then back at the ice, but he stayed standing in the light snow, shooting you that smile. “But I can’t take photos if I’m out there with you!” He scratched at the back of his neck.

Liar. “Cater,” you looped back around and stepped onto the bank, balancing on your skates, “do you not know how to skate?”

Cater’s smile turned sheepish, and his ‘ahahaha, looks like my gig is up’ chuckle made its appearance. He had been found out. “Never got the chance to,” he hid his face slightly in his scarf, either to keep the cold at bay or to hide that his cheeks were turning pink. “So I’d just slow ya down.”

You took his hand into yours, “Well, I could teach you if you wanted. Just a warning though, you’re gonna fall on your butt a lot, might get a few bruises.”

Cater looked down at your entwined hands. Mittens and gloves separated your skin from touching one another, but Cater could swear that he could feel the sensation nonetheless through the layers of fabric.

“You would? Even if I pull you down with me?”

The last question wasn’t just about the ice skating; Cater didn’t want to force you to do anything that you didn’t want to… and that included being his friend. His heart seemed to whisper stronger emotions though, but he didn’t want to ruin what the two of you had.

You walked him out to the ice, and the both of you swiftly fell down on the ice, hard. But you just laughed and got right back up again, “Well, we did just fall. There isn’t anything scary about falling down; yes it stings and might leave a gnarly bruise, but in order to move forward we have to fall and get back up. So yes, is what I guess I’m saying.”

Cater looked up at you, the sun illuminating you and the snow glittered behind you. You were holding your hand out again, waiting for him. And Cater took your hand.

It took him a while to get the hang of it, and he fell down quite a bit, but every time he fell down you helped him back up. And by the time that the sun was setting in the west, the both of you were cold, and both were going to wake up tomorrow with some bruises. It was fun though, which is all that mattered… but that whisper in Cater’s heart was by now singing, and maybe he would listen to it, but for now, he was happy with how the way things were, and he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, especially with how much you had smiled today. Your smile and knowing that you had fun with him was enough.

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#twst #twst x reader #twst x gn reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x gn reader #cater diamon #cater diamond x reader #cater diamond x gn reader #i decided to let you decide how reader feels about cater since it allows for various possibilities #also decided to go with cater since i only had the dorm headcanons with him; and he deserved his own drabble #i hope you like this when you get the chance to read it ryo ^v^#thank you for your support; even if it does give me a mini stroke when you break my tumblr notifications #decided for spicy apple cider as its something i can see cater liking (not super sweet but still warm to keep you warm in the cold)#this is also a thank you for crashing a mutuals wedding and stopping a union; i used my writing as enticement to stop it <3 #let's see how the cater simps react to this; hoping you guys enjoy!

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twistedblunderhand · 3 months

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cater took photography as an elective specifically to get better magicam photos

#twst headcanons #twisted wonderland #twst cater diamond #cater diamond headcanons #cater diamond twst #cater diamond hcs #cater hcs #cater diamond headcanon

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starboyshoyo · 1 year

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Courting, Pining, or Flirting?

Characters: All NRC students x reader (seperately)

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Genre: fluff

Do the NRC boys court you, pine for you, or flirt with you?

HEARTSLABYUL

Riddle Rosehearts will do his best in courting you. Raised to be strict and formal, he has virtually no idea of what love is, or how to express it. The best he got was the fairytales of princesses and knights in his childhood. So he’ll follow their lead to the best of his ability. Riddle will give you his blazer jacket, and take your arm in his when navigating crowded hallways- he’ll even bow to you when saying goodnight, placing a tender kiss on your hand. Riddle might need a bit of a confidence boost before he performs a moonlight soliloquy under your balcony, though.

Ace Trappola, unsurprisingly, enjoys flirting with you. What can he say, he’s a fun-loving guy! That extends to all parts of his life, including you. When the two of you are watching movies on his laptop in Ramshackle Dorm, he’ll tug the blanket away, forcing you to cuddle up to him for warmth. One day in class, a crumpled paper ball will hit you on the shoulder, reading: DO YOU LIKE ME? YES/NO ;) It’s childish, but somehow endearing.

Deuce Spade, ever the gentleman, will try (keyword: try) his best in courting you. His mom didn’t raise a brat! Listening to her advice, he’ll buy you flowers, ask you out on the weekends, and drape his jacket over your shoulders when you get cold. It’s a lot less smooth than it sounds, though. He’ll be a blushing, stuttering mess the entire time and accidentally spill his plans to you before he can execute them. Then he’ll apologize and spill even more of his plans- and alas, the cycle continues.

Trey Clover is surprisingly good at flirting! Trey is confident in his ability to charm people. Even the most uptight of Prefects tend to relax a little around him. Of course, the delicious handmade pastries he often brings along with him are just a bonus. They’re an easy way to strike up a conversation with you, getting you to spill more and more about yourself to him. He’s comfortable to talk to, isn’t he? Oh, is that baked good your favorite? Expect a box of them to show up on your desk within the next week, along with a coy little note: Sweets for the sweet.

Cater Diamond, on the surface, is definitely into flirting. He chases anything and everything within a fifty-meter radius of himself, and giving his posts on Magicam so much as a comment will result in a Hey cutie ;) popping up in your DM notifications at 1 AM. But with a person that Cater truly loves, face to face, he won’t do anything more than stay by your side as a supportive friend, pining from afar. He’s afraid of messing this up. Do you even see him that way? Please say you do.

SAVANACLAW

Leona Kingscholar does all three, in the order of pining, courting, and flirting. Hear me out: Leona pines, but not in a hopeless way. Instead, he just figures that he doesn’t have the time or emotional investment for a relationship. But once the feelings began to grow, Leona gets desperate. He doesn’t want opportunities to slip through his fingers without doing anything. So he’ll begin subtly hanging out with you more, until it reaches the courting stage. At that point, he becomes visibly softer and less harsh around you. He’ll only really be comfortable flirting and being playful with you once you’re in an established relationship, not before.

Ruggie Bucchi is into casual flirting- Well, he’s into it until he realizes he’s fallen so hard that he can’t climb back out. It’s all fun and games to him at first. Oh, you want to pet his ears? Maybe trading that cookie of yours from the lunch buffet would be suitable collateral. You think he looks good in the PE uniform? There’s more where that came from. Want him to accompany you on a late-night errand? Of course! He loves spending time with you- Wait, when did that happen?

Jack Howl follows his sharp instincts on everything, and every sign is pointing at him courting you like a true gentleman. He knows he’s a little rough around the edges, but he’s got no problem cleaning his act up for you. Putting on a suit and tie and using a bit of gel in his hair and around his ears is a small price to pay for your affection. He’s not particularly shy about showing you he has feelings for you, but outright telling you might take a bit more time and effort.

OCTAVINELLE

Azul Ashengrotto is painfully, unequivocally deep in pining for you. There’s just no way around it is there? Oh, what he wouldn’t give to crawl into his tako pot and hide when you’re around. You’re on his mind every second of every day, and he lays in bed every night wondering if you see him the same way. Is he handsome to you? Is he smart? He wants to hold you so bad but he won’t do it until you tell him yes, I like you too, first.

Jade Leech, ever the calm, collected one, excels at smooth flirting. He just knows you like him as much as he likes you, and he’s not afraid to point it out. It’s not like you’re subtle about it either- with the way you sit in a corner booth of Mostro Lounge for hours, just to be able to talk with him after-hours over leftover pastries and tea. You wouldn’t mind if he did this with you more often, would you?

Floyd Leech has his unique way of flirting, just like everything else in his life. You’re just so exciting, Shrimpy! Won’t you tell him a little more about your day? Even just the little things, like how many pages of notes you took in History of Magic class or an answer to a test question or two- he’s kidding, he’s kidding! All jokes aside, Floyd truly does enjoy your company and the ways you spice up his life.

SCARABIA

Kalim Al-Asim does none of the three, surprisingly. He’s so bright it might not even occur to you that he’s interested until you’re already three layers deep. He’s always been a friendly person, so when he begins inviting you to hang out all the time, you wouldn’t give it a second thought. It’s only when you notice him trying to do things for you rather than just with you do you realize his feelings might run a little deeper than just friendship. He tries to be chivalrous, but it usually just comes off as him playing at being your prince charming. The closest you could get to describing what Kalim does is playful, friendly courting- albeit a very unconventional form of it.

Jamil Viper is used to never getting what he wants. Somewhere along the line he stopped trying. So when you step into his life, shining but not blinding like Kalim, he hesitates. Is he ready to take such a risk? All he knows for sure is that he wants you in his life… someday. So quietly, in between classes and in the hallways, he’ll be pining for you from afar- hoping you’ll make the first move, so that he won’t have to worry about Kalim whisking you away.

POMEFIORE

Vil Schoenheit thinks he has never met someone so beautiful before. You might even be half as beautiful as he is! It’s a huge compliment coming from someone like him. You’re also half as smart, almost as strong, and maybe he’d consider taking you out for lunch- but don’t get it twisted! He’s doing this out of the goodness of his heart. (He likes you. He really likes you. Please date him.) It’s not very good flirting, but he’s trying his best.

Rook Hunt is flamboyant and genuine in everything he does, which includes flirting with you, his longtime crush. You have the most beautiful smile he’s ever seen! Would you mind if he admired it for a while? He’ll brag about you to everyone around him, much to the irritation of Vil, who finds it offensive that his biggest supporter has ‘betrayed’ him for another. Rook doesn’t care, though. If you so pleased, he’d be more than happy to walk you to your next class. Anything to bask in your unmatched beauty just a few seconds longer.

Epel Felmier is good at flirting, and he’s confident about it too! A rough and tumble farm boy like him needs a cute thing on his arm to show off, doesn’t he? Don’t laugh at him- he’s trying to impress you. He’ll do anything he can to prove to you that he’s a strong, capable person and your perfect match. Let him carry your books, and serve you in the cafeteria buffet line. When you share a snack together, he’ll lean just a bit too close, letting his cheek brush against yours before pulling away. Come on, look him in the eyes! Or are you too shy~

IGNIHYDE

Idia Shroud has never met you in real life. You’ve never seen his face, but he’s seen yours through the camera of his tablet at housewarden meetings. Maybe it’s the pent up stress speaking, but wow, you’re way out of his league. Best to make casual conversation and repress his pining over a game of online chess, lest he screw it all up in real life.

DIASOMNIA

Malleus Draconia is a lonely soul who knows little more than a life of isolation. When you walk into his life, unafraid of the twisted black crown that sits on his head or the ominous aura that seems to surround him, he has to wonder if after all these years he’s finally found his soulmate. Immediately, he wants to make plans to see you every day, to listen to you ramble about anything and everything beyond the briar walls around his castle. Stay a while and talk with him, won’t you? Malleus is the true definition of patience and indulgence when he’s courting you.

Lilia Vanrouge isn’t one for mere high school relationships. He’s a father and a general! He’s got a teenager to raise and armies to lead, on top the infamously heavy homework load from NRC classes. You’d have to be really important to him to find a place in his ancient heart. Sure, he’ll have his fun with flirting and all, but no one can really expect a thousand-year old fae to fall in love… right?

Sebek Zigvolt is shocked, no pun intended. There’s no way a fae like himself has fallen for a mere human! No, he won’t accept it. Sebek will turn in somersaults and bend over backwards to make any excuse on why he is not in love with you, he’s just a bit agitated today! Ironically, he makes things harder for himself with this mindset, condemning himself to pining for you from afar.

Silver, like his name, wants to be your knight in shining armor- he’s just not quite sure how to go about it yet. He supposes he’ll ask for your parents’ permission to begin courting you, first. That’s the tradition in the Valley of Thorns after all. But when Lilia points out that it’s a bit old-fashioned, he’ll simply agree and go along with whatever terrible plans the rest of Diasomnia comes up with next. Be prepared to be barraged with an awful yet endearing mix of pick-up lines, cheesy love letters, and classic romance songs that this quartet comes up with in their free time. The best thing? Silver himself won’t even be awake for half of it.

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sunsguilt · 2 years

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YOU'RE MY NEW BFFL!┊ft: cater diamond

warnings: none! contains: gn reader <3

notes: cater my beloved let's go to restaurants and fake propose to each other for free dessert until we fall madly in luv with each other new title may be incoming let's see how i feel in a few hours

redheads are a weakness of mine, gonna be real. but kae! you ask, isn't every pretty man a weakness of yours? yeah, shut up. actually obliterating your family line right now.

anyway, cater diamond xoxo! personally, i see him as a drifter, the kind of person who floats through friend groups without any type of commitment. he's easygoing enough that he's able to befriend just about anyone he puts his mind to.

when it comes to him, i feel like neither of you would be able to pin down when your first meeting was. seeing him around became so normalized: seeing him during classes, in the hallways, even sometimes when you were in town separately but still crossing paths.

the specifics of your very first meeting never really mattered to you but cater has a sharper memory than he likes to let on.

he would remember the day a bit more vividly than you, though he'll play along when you mention to others that you can't remember when you first spoke to cater first. he'll feign being hurt like "mc how could you say that? I'm so hurt you could forget that easily, you know. just kidding ☆!"

but he wouldn't dream of holding it against you. you're his best friend after all!

cater frequently invites you to eat at places that he heard of once. it's always a mixed bag with his choices in restaurants since he'll pick a place that happens to be trending. he'll insist that you come with him (he's asking you to come so he doesn't have to sit alone).

he'll joke about sharing a milkshake with two straws! it wasn't a joke, but he quickly skirts by it and moves onto a different conversation topic before you process his words. are his ears a little red, or was it just your eyes?

cater is, in fact, a magicam addict so keep in mind that he's going to take an obscene amount of pictures and videos of the food. he slaps your hand lightly if you try to grab a french fry while he's bending over backward for a good angle. he ends up having to mute the video because neither of you can shut up for more than five minutes when you're together. cater wouldn't have it any other way.

he's so attached to you, honestly. he's constantly texting you when you're not around, and you have to wonder how he manages to get away with pulling his phone out so often during lectures just to respond to something you said at lightspeed. if more than 30 minutes have gone by without a reply from cater, he's probably bedridden.

he jokes about how he can't live without his best friend in the whole world forever and ever, but he would never admit aloud just how it rings true. bro's hitting you up with a "can we call :> ?" like it hasn't been an hour since you both went back to your dorms. then he's talking about "oh what if we both slept on call together" like a loser.

he's an attention whore, but he just wants your attention.

he literally talks about you all the time even if he doesn't realize it. like most of his day is centered around yours. at some point, he inadvertently memorizes the paths that you generally take to most of your classes and plans to walk with you to them.

he'll carry your books for you because he is just such an awesome, reliable guy! thank him for it, he'll be giggling about it for the rest of the day.

if you even jokingly say you're not his best friend, he's bawling his eyes out when he gets back to his room. (i imagine that he is not fond of crying because his eyes get really red and his face gets splotchy). you just ripped his poor heart into a million pieces, how cruel can you be! he is crying into his pillow that night.

so touchy. like it's his way of being friendly, so it's always him holding your hand (interlocked fingers! a win) and grabbing you by the waist to move you out of the way. he will also squeeze your hand just a little tighter whenever someone is looking at you a little too long. he's worried you'll decide that he's not good enough to be friends with him, you've told him that's an irrational fear to have, but he's scared anyway.

physical affection aside, he tells you "i love you" a LOT. at some point, he's all like "you're the love of my life" then proceeds to ask you for lunch money or something absurd. so you never really take it seriously; you think it's just cater!

he realizes he's in love with you too far down the line for any affection he shows to you to be anything but platonic in your eyes. his ploys to obtain your affection get a little desperate, in a cute way. he tries, he tries really hard, y'know!

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#he has a stuffed animal named after you #you won it for him at a carnival #it's his greatest treasure (it's worth like 3.45 usd in terms of monetary worth but to him it's priceless)#cater diamond x reader #cater x reader #cater diamond headcanons #cater #cater twst #twisted wonderland #twst hcs

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