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rose-tea-and-strawberries · 1 year

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"Don't You Know It's Bad Luck To See Your Bride Before The Wedding?"

Warning: I write reader as female

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One of the most interesting things about having a girlfriend from another world is learning about the culture and traditions that her world possesses. Normally, he would consider every part of the home of the love of his life nothing less than perfect, since it managed to create such an exceptional individual - the very same individual that he can proudly call his. This was, however, before you mentioned a certain tradition/superstition that you had where the soon-to-be husband and wife spend the night before their wedding apart and forbids said betrothed couple from seeing each other until they meet at the altar.

Here’s how our dear NRC boys would react when told this news:

Is cool with it. At least on the outside. They understand that it’s a silly little tradition from your home world so they let you spend the night with Adeuce (you bet that those two are your bridesmen/men of honour and the three of you and Grim are going to have the greatest bachelorette party of your life)/Papa Crewel

But of all traditions, why this one? He seems perfectly calm when you say goodbye - you pretend you don’t notice how he holds you much longer and tighter than he usually does when he hugs you - and your text messages to each other are as normal as they can be, but no matter how hard he tries he just can’t shake off the cold feeling of loneliness your absence brings and how his body feels empty without yours to anchor it.

Once the festivities of his bachelor party are over, it takes five minutes of him trying and failing to keep himself occupied and distracted before his desire to at least hear your voice becomes unbearable and he grabs his phone to call you. He wordlessly slips off somewhere where none of his friends would find him and he gives you a ring. The two of you speak to each other until one of you falls asleep.

He would actually go through with it in its entirely and seeing you walking down the aisle in all your glory and beauty, emerging through the door like a celestial being, after hours of not seeing you had him completely awestruck, like a dying man seeing an oasis after spending hours crawling through the desert. It nearly almost made the wait worth it.

Just never make him go through that again. Please.

Trey, Jamil, Silver, Jack, Sebek

Instantly shoots it down.

Listen, Y/N, he loves you so much it hurts. He’ll move mountains for you, pluck the stars and moon out of the sky for you. He’d make the sun rise from the west if that’s what you desired. If there’s an option to carve out his heart and present it to you on a silver platter he would. Every breath he takes, every time his heart beats, and every hour of every day, he’s dedicated to making you the happiest person in the world - the ring on your finger is an attest to that.

But he won’t, absolutely will not nor ever, deprive himself of a single minute of your presence. He’s trying to make up for the years he’s spent without even knowing you and now that he has you in his life, do you think he goes a day without thanking every force in the multiverse that you found him and filled his life with light and colour and laughter. Do you truly believe that he would ever even attempt to get any amount of rest when you’re not in his arms? It’s absolutely unfathomable and he will stand for it. Now come over here and spend the next hour cuddling him for speaking such nonsense.

It does not matter how long your respective bachelor and bachelorette parties last, you two are spending the night together and that’s that. Full stop.

And don’t worry about the consequences. Whatever supposed ‘bad luck’ that befalls you as a result of his actions, he’ll shoulder it all. In sickness and in health until the end of time, after all.

Riddle, Vil, Jamil, Azul, Leona, Malleus, Idia

Haha, no ♡

Leona, Lilia, Jade, Floyd

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO HIM???? 🥺😭

Ever since you brought it up, he’s been nothing but clingy. It’s hard to tell where you start and he ends from the way he’s hugging you so close it’s like he’s trying to fuse the two of you together.

He wants to do it for you since you’re already sacrificing so much by being away from your home but-but that means that he has to spend a whole entire night without you! Don’t you know he can’t live without your goodnight kisses? And your good morning kisses? And your breakfast kisses and lunch kisses? And you’re just going to desert him like that? Abandon him and then deprive him of hours of kisses and cuddles that legally are his right to have? Starve him of his well-deserved affection and leave him when he needs you the most? Just tell him that you hate him, it would hurt less.

This boy is going to be facetiming you throughout his entire bachelor party - the rules of your world be damned. He’s going to be marrying you in less than 24 hours and he wants to spend every second of his excitement and pure elation with you.

These boys are also the reason as to why you have to have people stationed outside your changing room like guards to make sure that the surprise of your wedding dress isn’t ruined because ‘they just had to see you’.

Needless to say, you are going to be spending the night together

But seriously he’s tried to follow you into the bathroom. Just tell him that it’s an old custom that no one abides by anymore before he breaks the door down.

Ace, Deuce, Cater (100% snapchats/live tweets his feelings of betrayal), Ruggie, Epel, Kalim, Azul, Floyd, Rook

You used your impeccable negotiation skills (puppy eyes) to reach a compromise. You’ll spend the night in Ortho’s room and the two of you will spend the entire night before your wedding playing video games using your matching couple headphones. Ortho will run interference until you leave the next day to get ready to make sure that you don’t end up seeing each other.

Or at least that was the plan until Idia woke up in the middle of the night to find his room devoid of the only lights in his life. Without even thinking, he leaves his bedroom and goes over to where you and his brother are and he gets into bed with you and cuddles you.

Listen normie, you’ve wormed your way into his heart so take some responsibility. If your world is right, then he’ll take the L. He’s used to doom and gloom so whatever bad luck happens can’t be worse than the life he had without you and it certainly isn’t worth even an hour without you by his side.

Idia

Are you kidding him, Herbivore?

First he has to go to some stupid bachelor party that his brother, Ruggie and Jack are throwing because no one would shut up about it when he could be sleeping with you and now you’re telling him that you want him to spend the night alone when he could be sleeping with you?

No. Absolutely not.

He doesn’t care if you think it’ll bring him bad luck or whatever. He’s not spending the night without you. In fact, he’s not even going to go to that blasted party. You and him can just spend the entire time napping in bed.

What? He has to go. Fine. They get one hour. Then, you're his. And if anything tries to get in the way of yours and his happiness, he’ll turn it to ash with his very claws.

Leona

Child of Man, he does not understand. You mean to tell him that in your world, a betrothed couple must spend the eve and morning of their nuptials apart lest a curse of bad luck shall befall them? He’s never heard of such a thing. Humans have such strange customs from where you’re from. You needn’t worry, however, as the future king and powerful mage, he is more than capable of handling whatever calamity that comes your way. A measly little curse is no match for a fae such as he. Therefore, there is no reason for you to deprive him of the warmth of your body for he shall always be there to soothe your fears. He has sworn to protect you and made an oath to you that no harm shall ever befall you.

For if anyone dares to prove him otherwise, he shall deal with them.

Personally.

Malleus (it takes him a while to realise it’s not an actual curse since your world doesn’t even have magic to begin with but he still makes you wear enchanted jewellery on your person just in case - even though every piece of jewellery he had gifted you prior to that is chock full with protection charms and that’s not even counting the heaps of blessings he gave you) (It’s like that time you told him about the curse of ‘The Scottish Play’ all over again)

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jester-lover · 8 months

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Hi! How are you doing?

May I please request fem!reader having a 'Cinderella fairytale moment' with the first years?

You know like NRC is hosting a ball and they're waiting for her and then she enters wearing a ballgown and all eyes are on her because she looks so beautiful? If that's alright?

Magic Moment

W/ the First Years! + PLATONIC! Trein (I had to for this ask)

I’m doing wonderfully, thank you for asking! This ask is super cute and I’d happily answer more like it!

CW/ Fem! Reader, fluff, shyness, nervousness, average Sebek behavior (he’s my favorite), MR. TREIN BEING A BETTER ADOPTIVE FATHER THAN CROWLEY, I tried to leave the dress details vague, but the general ballgown shape is mentioned

The bustling sounds of the Ball were ringing through your ears as you slowly walked through the hall into the ballroom, your wide ball flowing behind you. Grim had already shot past and went straight for the buffet, which was expected but did nothing to stop your nervous mind.

Suddenly you felt a comforting presence beside you, and you turned around to see Professor Trein, wearing robes with a bit more formal flair.

"I can assure you that they won’t bite; those boys are rambunctious, but they have a certain level of decorum."

He had a rather comforting smile on his face, which you mirrored as a surge of confidence went through you.

"Thank you, Professor."

He nodded slightly as you turned on a heel, holding your head up higher with a small smile on your face.

The great doors opened with a small creek as you stepped onto the main staircase, the bustling crowd flitting throughout the ballroom as you stood at the helm of the stairs.

All eyes were on you, and the crowd seemed to shush a little as you glided down the stairs. The flowing dress made you seem like you were floating. As you stepped onto the main floor, the sensations hit slowly; the sweet smells of the chocolate fountain and the gentle viola and cello melodies set a soft mood.

However, all of the decadence was put to shame when you saw a familiar face waiting for you.

Ace

He had to cram himself through a crowd of eager boys, all wanting what he did, the first dance of the night with you

Ace’s usual smug grin feels a little shaky, just like his hands as they grasp onto yours

“You wouldn’t mind if we danced, would you?”

His voice is almost nervous as he takes in the sight of you, your beauty and how lucky he is to call himself yours

he guides you to the center of the ballroom, as the lights dim slightly and the music becomes romantically fast paced and delicate

His hands clasp at your waist gently as the two of you begin stepping in matching order

Your gorgeous dress flutters on the ballroom floor as Ace twirls you to the music

After the two of you danced till your legs were sore, you wander off by the gardens

“I feel like I’ve been a little quiet tonight, don’t get too used to it, okay?”

Ace’s usual quips become a little gentler, you can tell he really wants you to have a nice time, and also because he wants you to think well enough of him to spend more time together

He’ll take any chance he gets to prove himself to you

The night ends with a kiss on the cheek as his face turns redder than his hair

Deuce

Through the bustling ballroom, Deuce used all his track skills to get to you as fast as he could before someone else could woo you away

“P-please let me have a dance with you!”

You guide him to the dance floor as the music gets slow and soft, his hands still against your waist as his heart beats normally again

This sweet boy is trying desperately to remain respectful in front of a lady, especially one as special as you

as the two of you twirl through the night, his gaze never left yours, you felt yourself fall deeper in love with the boy in front of you

Deuce guides you off to get some light refreshments when the two of you seem tuckered out, and the two of you exchange pleasantries as the party dissipated

He walked you home after the Ball, dutifully watching for anything that could cause you harm until you stepped onto the Ramshackle grounds

You kiss him on the cheek and wish him farewell, as you walk back into your dorm to a chorus of cheering ghosts

"....A kiss...? Wow...."

Epel

Epel’s eyes met yours as fireworks seemingly erupt in his head

he rushed (undignified in Vil’s opinion) to you and softly grasped your gloved hand between two of his own

He presses a kiss to your glove as he confidently raises his voice

“Can I dance with you? I’ll be a good partner!”

(You swear you can see steam come out of Vil's ears at his abrupt question)

as Epel dances with you, he makes sure to keep the mood light and fun with a couple jokes and jabs at the professors expenses

his movements are quick as he guides the dance, but he makes sure to keep at a similar tempo to you so you don't look strange

the two of you are definitely the 'it couple' at the Ball, with your looks and attire

Epel gets bored of the attention quite quickly, and the two of you end the night somewhere quieter, like the calm balcony of the ballroom

he tells you stories of the perilous prep Vil and Rook made him do before the dancing, how hard it was to learn the old style of waltz they preferred

"It was horrible, but I guess it was all worth it, seeing how much fun you had and everything..."

The two of you part ways when Vil sweeps him away for pictures, but he promises to dance with you again when the chance arrives

Jack

His breath hitches in his throat as he sees you, his pace quick as he walks up to you with a mildly dazed expression

“Um, could I dance with you? If it’s alright with you of course…”

As the music softens, Jack becomes painfully aware of how soft and beautiful you are, and decides to treat you like a piece of glass

his hands hover, and his red face is tucked into your shoulder as the slow dancing begins

the closeness between the two of you is tender and kind, and he eventually loosens up a little as the pace of the cello gets steadily quicker

Jack's radiant smile as the two of you dance together is so perfectly domestic, you begin to ignore everything else

the two of you focus on only one another, and he loves hearing your soft laughter as he spins you in the air

since our wolf is one strong boy, he'll adore spinning and lifting you in your long luscious ballgown

"Hold on to my shoulders, I'll lift you up."

the night ends with him escorting you back to Ramshackle, his hand in yours as he grows more comfortable with physical affection

however, when you press a kiss to his cheek, Jack flusters again and rubs the back of his neck

"You look really beautiful tonight, and I had a really nice time dancing with you."

Sebek

A startled gasp catches in Sebek’s throat as Lilia pushes him to the front of the crowd and presents him to you

“Human! May I please have the honor of being your first dance partner tonight?”

the music is a lively tempo, Sebek looks straight ahead with perfect posture, dancing as if it means life or death

His serious demeanor is a little funny at first, but breaks pretty easily when he realizes how romantic the moment is

He calms down and acts more down to earth for the rest of the night, something that is truly a rare sight

His grip on your waist loosens a little bit as he hears the music slowly descend into a lower volume

Sebek sighs a little as he checks the time, knowing that the two of you have been dancing for hours

he strongly suggests that the two of you spend some time away from the commotion of the party (ironic coming from the loudest thing in the room)

You two spend an hour walking through the ornate halls of the ballroom, with him excitedly boasting about how the ballrooms in the Valley of Thorns far exceed the one you're in

"Perhaps, I may accompany you to the next big occasion..."

Sebek walks you back home slowly, trying to preserve some sweet time with you until you must part for the night

As you step onto the stairs to bid him farewell, you press a kiss onto his cheek, and he blushes a stark red; his mouth opens to speak but no words come out

for once in his life, Sebek is completely speechless.

☁️☾☁️☾☁️☾☁️☾☁️☾☁️☾☁️☾☁️☾

The cool night air that filters through the cracked windows of Ramshackle house serves to calm you down after a long night of dancing and socializing. You laid on the dusty couch, still clad in your oversized ballgown, sparkling in the dim candlelight.

Grim was asleep beside you, his warm fluffy fur pressed against your arm, and his gentle purring made your painted eyelids flutter with tiredness.

You thought back at the unforgettable night, dancing in his arms was a memory to cherish forever.

As you shook your arm to try and remove Grim, you realized he wouldn't budge, succumbing to your fate, you smiled and closed your eyes.

A wonderful ending to a wonderful night.

a.n/ Prof. Trein would be such a great father figure.

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kandyshoppe · 5 months

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The Dorms Bra Shopping pt 2

SavannaClaw

Heartslaybul SavannaClaw (you are here) Octavinelle Scarabia Pomfoire Ignihyde Daisomnia

Leona Kingscholar

In the SunSet Savannah, women are viewed as the more dominant of the sexes, and most men don’t EVER get invited to shop with them. Leona views this as a VERY big step in the relationship, almost like moving in together! It’s very important to him to be respectful, so he almost says no! He doesn’t know how to act while shopping for intimates!

Calls his sister in law, almost hyperventilating, a mix of Riddle and Deuce to be honest. He’s writing on his hand the notes his sister in law gives him. Compliment something, offer to pay but don’t push, ect. Falena is jealous that Leona stole his wife for basically an entire night as they both talked for hours on proper etiquette, but quickly calmed down once he learned what was happening!

Leona sadly doesn’t follow one big rule though, he’s paying, he’s a gosh darn prince! He’s buying you the best of the best! Leona I feel enjoys being a provider in a sense. He gets a small ego boost knowing you’re using something he payed for! Every time he smells a perfume he got you, sees the strap of a bra he paid for, sees you bite into a sandwich he chose, his ears flick happily!

After he’s dragged you to a MUCH BETTER store, probably at a mall with private parking, he’s watching as some store associate helps you. Either with sizing, what you’re looking for ect. If you look at him like a deer in the headlights cause you’re overwhelmed, he steps in and says you’re just looking around.

Leona likes the animal patterns, the tacky ones specifically! You end up looking to the store associate for help in designs cause Leona dresses like a gay uncle or a rich golf fan dad when given the chance! Leona gets some fancy silk briefs with the UGLIEST zebra pattern! He refuses to let you see how much everything was, cause he knows you’ll feel bad. But trust me, you don’t want to see the amount of zeros on that bill!

Ruggie Bucchi

Another respectful boy, but I think he used to go shopping with his granny, so he’s not as clueless as Leona. That being said, Ruggie only truly knows how to find the best bang for your buck, he’s a haggler at heart! If you want a nice bra for a fair price, bring Ruggie! But Ruggie doesn’t know much about bras, so while he is helpful, I suggest giving him a run down on bras.

He’s now terrified of you getting stabbed with a wire! He’s checking durability like those new dads shaking those cribs as if their infants are gonna be MMA fighting in them! When he finds one he thinks is safe, he nearly faints at the price! He didn’t even look for a cute one! HOW IS IT SO EXPENSIVE!?! He wants to call his granny and apologize for her having to pay this much for a BRA!

You don’t end up buying a bra, but you both end up buying fabric, some bamboo strips, and Ruggie sews you some bras! You may be embarrassed at him having to measure you, and trying it on in front of him (he totally lets you wear a tank top or tighter shirt if that makes you more comfortable and for my Muslim chest havers, he has his granny help out)

But by golly if the bra he made wasn’t SO comfortable! And cute! He totally would splurge and get some cute designs for you!!! He got lace if you want it, he can embroider some stuff if you want! He is a believer in functionality over fashion, but totally wants to make you happy too so he can do some extra work! Again, Ruggie isn’t into fashion so he honestly doesn’t have a preference. If you’re happy, he’s happy!

Ruggie is probably one of the best guys to ask for help, cause he realizes he can make something of much higher quality for cheaper, and honestly, he may make a business that would put Azul to shame with how well he can make clothes! (Also he totally secretly embroidered a heart into the band, cause he loves you)

Jack Howl

You have to ask him at the right time, specifically when he’s tired. Either when he’s just woken up, is heading to bed, or after a tough workout. Otherwise he flat out refuses stating “intimantes” are to be seen only in intimate settings, not a store. But if you catch him, he doesn’t have the heart to take it back.

He’s SUPER awkward though! Standing stiffly off to the side, his jaw is clenched so hard he might crack a tooth! He’s staring at his feet, only giving grunts as answers, and looks like he wants to be literally anywhere else! But he is a dutiful man, and is holding your bags, and following you around like the puppy he is

He does end up buying a new compression shirt and socks, and MAYBE a jockstrap if you can convince him. He likes the tighter more sporty looks on you and him. If he HAD to choose a style, a cool sports bra and bikini bottoms are his go tos. Usually in black, maybe with your favorite colour as an accent if he can find them.

After the date he does agree to a small cafe lunch where he starts to relax a bit more, and realizes it’s silly to be this terrified of SHOPPING! He’s very respectful but will poke fun at the more just for show bras and panties, like…they don’t cover anything! Don’t let him learn about pasties cause he won’t be able to stop laughing for awhile!

You owe him a date now! He went shopping with you, so now you have to go shopping with him! And eye for an eye! You go buy some sporting goods, or cactus stuff. (Also, if you find some underwear with cactuses on them he may or may not turn into Jade and start teaching you about the different types)

#twisted wonderland #leona kingsholar x reader #twst leona #leona kingscholar #twst ruggie #ruggie bucchi #ruggie bucci x reader #twst jack #jack howl #Jack howl x reader #x fem reader #x gn reader

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oya-oya-okay · 16 days

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THIS DRAWING TURNED ONE YEAR OLD ON APRIL 10TH LOL😳😳😳 Let me post it again💞💞💞

I have an idea about fem!twst btw but there is no time to draw it yet😭😭😭

#Twisted Wonderland #Twst #fem twst #Jack Howl #Twst Jack #Silver #Twst Silver #Silver Vanrouge #Kalim Al Asim #Twst Kalim #Azul Ashengrotto #Twst Azul #Riddle Rosehearts #Twst Riddle #Jamil Viper #Twst Jamil #my art #fanart #oyaokayart

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cravingsfromatwistedone · 1 month

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Hi, there! :D 🌼

First of all I must say that your blog was one of the first blogs that I discovered and read when I just entered the TWST fandom and I must say that I thought your fics and drawings were great. So seeing that this blog was taking requests again made me excited as you have no ideas. So I won't waste my shot, I'll try to make a request here (I hope I do it right)

Reader: Female. Type: Headcanon or Fic (Romantic). Scenary: Inspired by the fic of the first year boys simping the reader. In this scenario, a boy from another class slowly becomes so close to the reader that he decides to ask her out. She innocently accepted without knowing that the boy wanted to steal a kiss from her on that date. But the first-year boys won't stand by, they'll spy on her date.

I think it would be good angst and comedy material. xD But well that would be my request, if my request does not convince you you can discard it without problems but if not take your time and without pressure. Thank you so much💐💕

LET'S GET SUPER MEAN ! [ HEADCANONS / FLUFF ]

AUTHOR'S NOTE: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING DARLING! THE WAY YOU REQUESTED IS CORRECT SO NO NEED TO FRET! IT'S SUPER SPECIFIC SO IT HELPS WITH MY WRITING! HOPEFULLY, THIS COMES OUT JUST AS HOW YOU WANTED IT! ENJOY READING, DARLING! TW: NONE! NRC FRESHMEN X FEM! READER

╭───────────────── ╰──➤(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ FLUFF ♥

┊❥ First things first, they, the five of them, are a literal mess. The first person to spread the news to the other four was Ace. The redhead caught a glimpse of you talking to another student who seemed way too giddy for his own. Of course, he had to stay and listen in to the conversation; who knows what trouble you've dug yourself into

┊❥ Ace's jaws turned slack right at the moment you happily accept the date, the other student gleefully thanking you before walking off. Did he heard that right? You're going on a date? With some rando that he or the others didn't even know about? 'This won't do, this can't happen!' is what runs in Ace's head as he scampers back to tell the others

┊❥ The redhead is out of breath the moment he arrives at the designated spot after having call the others on his phone while running. The moment they picked up the phone, he just shouts 'NO TIME TO EXPLAIN! JUST COME OVER! IT'S AN EMERGENCY!!' and hangs up. The desperation and urgency present in his voice is what convinced the others to get moving to the regular hangout

┊❥ Once the five of them had gathered, Jack and Epel had to repeatedly ask Ace to slow down because of how fast he was trying to explain the situation of you going on a date with some guy; the redhead choking on his own spit and breath from watching the incident unfold an hour ago

┊❥ It was only after that Ace (finally taking the time to explain word by word) explained, the other four faces' were drained of colour. Deuce is panicking, Epel is furious, Jack is in denial and Sebek has half the mind to scare off the other guy (or more like, lecture the guy's ears off until he decides to leave you hanging on the said date)

┊❥ They settled on the idea of spying on your date is much more preferable than having to maul the guy alive (there's a chance that you might be upset at them for interfering with your romantic life) so with courage and jealousy in hand, the five of them sought out to set the plan in motion

┊❥ Your date with the close classmate of yours was in the greenhouse, right after the bell for lunch had rung too. The bastard really had to pick such a time because he knew that there weren't that much students hanging around outside of campus in fear of food running out. Luckily, the gang waited and hid among the plants, their eyes following your every move as the both you chat up a storm

┊❥ Sure, they agreed on not interfering with your date but they didn't say anything about one of them sabotaging just a little bit (newsflash, they all lent a hand in sabotaging the date without realizing. Dumbasses.) When the guy wasn't looking, Ace would purposely stick out his feet so the guy would fall head first on to the soil-oh wait, he didn't fell into soil, he fell face first into chicken fertilizer!

┊❥ The male student wretched in disgust when bits of it accumulated in his mouth, feeling embarrassed under your apologetic gaze as you offered up your hand for him. If you listened closely enough, you can hear Epel snickering in one of the bushes nearby. Hoo boy, it gets even worse from there. Jack would make you split up with guy just so Sebek could turn on a dirty water tank on the student, the brown stained water coating him from head to toe

┊❥ The final nail on the coffin was when Deuce made one of the pots break directly on the guy's head (No life threatening injuries, don't worry!), leaving a painful bruise appearing on the centre of his hair. After having to fall flat and even tasting chicken fertilizer, his pristine uniform stained with smelly water and a lump forming on his skull, the male student just had enough; abruptly telling you that he's had enough of the date and storming off without even batting an eye to your confused state

┊❥ Looks like they scored this one, fellas! Don't worry, they'll slip away from the greenhouse and act too smug for their own good while simultaneously trying to play off that they're oblivious to what transpired during the date ! The five of them are likely to do jabs at the poor sod aloud from time to time in the next classes they're in

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mvskedxrtist · 4 months

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The Big Needy Wolf

Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: PwP, Mommy Kink, Creampie, Breeding Kink, Edging, Hypersensitivity, Praise, Overstimulation

Nᴏᴛᴇ: Last one before the new year I guess! Thank you guys so much for the 100 followers!! I'm so glad I've been able to satisfy the doms around. For right now, enjoy and sorry if Jack is OOC. Also if this is a weird plot, don't blame me, wolves usually have their heat/rut in February/March so yeah. Count this as an very early Valentine's Day smut.

AFAB!Reader x Jack Howl - The Big Needy Wolf

Ah Valentines Day. A holiday no one in Night Raven College usually considers. Why would they, it's all boys there until that year where Y/N showed up and so came a few more girls in all of the dorms. Yet Y/N was the Prefect of Ramshackle. But let's ignore that and get back to the present.

You've been dating Jack ever since the Octavinelle incident. The both of you had gotten closer while trying to figure out how to get your friends out of their contracts. And from y'all being close led you you both getting together before he left for winter break.

Getting back from winter break lead to the Pomefiore incident. But this happened in the middle of that!

While the Adeuce duo, Kalim, Jamil, and the Pomefiore trio were staying in Ramshackle dorm since you were their manager, you actually were in Savanaclaw having a date night with Jack. You both were watching a movie while cuddling each other an you were glad after how busy you've been that you get to spend time with him.

Jack was happy he got to spend time with you, his girlfriend, at the same time he's been having his rut and having you so close to him made his senses go off in the sense that he wasn't able to control himself and started humping your leg.

You could feel him grinding against your leg and blushed furiously but looked over at him and kissed him gently. "Such a needy wolf.. What's going on babe?" You asked Jack gently while he looked at you with lust, grinding against you more as he slowly tried to get off of his arousal. "D-damn it.. It's my rut~" Jack muttered gently a bit embarrassed but looked at you and kissed you passionately while your hands scratched the back of his ears.

"The big needy wolf wants to fuck me so badly huh? My how much of a pervert you are~ But I won't let you hold it for much longer~" You chuckled and started kissing him passionately while taking each other's clothes off.

You were riding on his lap with your hands on both sides of his face, kissing each other passionate. Jack was feeling a rush of satisfaction and held you close while letting you ride him endlessly. The pleasure felt amazing to him, it was almost like he was– "Fuck! Mommy I need to cum~" He groaned and begged you, you looking at him with a sinister smile.

"Aww~ not yet~" You smirked and lifted yourself off of his cock, moaning softly while the wolf boy whimpered, his ears down slightly as he looked at you. "C-cmon, M-mommy~ I need this so badly~ I wanna cum in you so badly~" Jack whimpered and tried to grind against your slit, moaning under his breath. "You wanna make me have your pups?~" "Y-yes please mommy~"

"Ok then~" You smirked and slammed yourself back down on his cock, both of you moaning loudly while he held onto you close. You kept riding his cock quickly and could feel Jack twitching inside of you, kissing his neck to tease him a bit before looking at him. "3...2..1!~" You counted him down before you felt him cum inside of you, moaning loudly while looking at Jack. You could see him in a daze from cumming inside of you.

"That's my good boy~" You smiled and kissed his cheek, sitting up and running your fingers through his hair while letting him rest... Before you started grinding your hips against his and riding his cock again. Jack's eyes went wide and he started moaning again, looking at you confused but excited.

"N-nghh~ h-hhah~ Mommy, what are you doing?~" He moaned out while watching you just pleasure yourself on his cock. You gave him a small smirk and giggled. "Aren't you the big needy wolf?~ Don't you need to cum and cum until there's nothing left?~"

#top reader #my writing #smut #mvsked.writing #fem reader #femdxm #top fem reader #twisted wonderland smut #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst wonderland #twst #twst x reader #twst jack #jack howl #jack howl x reader

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mymainwastoocluttered · 2 years

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Baby Fever (Savanaclaw)

Watching his girlfriend interact with children is giving him ideas for the future

NOTE: I only write for female reader, but everyone is welcome to read it!

By the way, I headcanon that Leona has, like, very good hearing, even better than lions usually have, which makes him more sensitive to loud, shrill noises, and that's why he's so uncomfortable with Cheka's "screeching"

Leona's family is referred to as a Pride, because lion. Ruggie's family is referred to as a Clan, because hyena. Jack's family is referred to as a Pack, because wolf.

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— Leona

Leona hates children. Or, at least, that's what he says when someone asks about Cheka. But truth is, Leona doesn't mind children, and he (maybe surprisingly) doesn't mind entertaining them. He just hates how loud they can be; the curse of having very sensitive ears even for lions standards.

So when Farena pulls a Crowley and irresponsibly throws his child through the portal for the weekend, Leona is more than a little bothered.

Thankfully, his girlfriend is more than happy to give Cheka the attention and care he needs. Even more thankfully, she's able to get the little hairball to control his volume. Leona still can't nap, but at least his ears are not constantly ringing, nor does he need to waste energy running after the child.

What he doesn't expect is to enjoy watching his girl take care of the cub so much. Watching as she kisses his forehead in praise, and gently scolds him when he misbehaves, and encourages him to do better. To be better.

(Much how she does to Leona himself)

And in the middle of his fascination, Leona catches a fleeting thought that he almost wishes he hadn't with how breathless it leaves him.

The thought of (Y/N) playing with his cubs, their cubs, a shining band on her finger. The thought is fleeting, but once Leona brings it back to examine it, he can't stop looking. Can't stop wishing.

His own family, his own little pride, that he made himself with the woman he loves. He'd teach them so many things, including some things she'd scold him for, like how to sneak out of rooms or how to cheat in cards. He'd carry them in his arms, one on each arm, hearing them giggle and nuzzle his hair. He'd steal their mom—his wife—away from them, the two cuddling alone somewhere that'll take them some time to find, sharing soft kisses as they listen to the soft pitter patter of their little feet.

They'd grow up happy, never feeling lesser or unappreciated, their parents would make sure of that. They'd hopefully inherent their mother's hardworking and kind nature, and grow to be brilliant people.

Leona sees it all in a few seconds, and motivation like he has never felt before rushes through his body, becoming one with his blood.

That future he saw... Leona decides then and there to do his very best for it to happen.

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— Ruggie

Ruggie expected the distant greetings his girlfriend receives when he takes her home for the break. Clans tend to be very close knit, and the Bucchi Clan is particularly suspicious of outsiders. Not surprising at all, considering how life in the slums of Sunset Savannah is.

He still doesn't like it, however, even when she says it's ok and she understands. Still, it makes his hair stand with how cold they are to her, though maybe he should be glad they're not being downright aggressive. It probably helps that she is a girl and a harmless human without even magic.

As he should be used to by now, Ruggie finds out doesn't need to worry about (Y/N). Her kind nature and almost holy patience works its magic—the irony is not lost on him—, and soon she steals a place for herself in the Clan.

It is specially thanks to the children of the village, the cubs forever so curious and reckless, approaching her with twitching ears and big eyes. She's more than happy to spoil all of them, be it with food or her time or her affections. First a pair comes to her, then a trio, then a small group of four, and so on, so forth, until a gaggle of giggling cubs are following her around, offering to help for the reward of kisses and candy. They remind Ruggie of himself, sometimes. Specially the beginning of the relationship, when he did the same thing.

Soon the adults follow, glad to have someone like her around. It reminds them that the world can be much kinder than their bad experiences.

Ruggie knows (Y/N) got their approval when his Granny teasingly asks when he'll give her great grandchildren. He doesn't think much of it at the time, busy trying not to become Riddle while everyone tease you two, laughing when a cub or two ask, innocently, if he's gonna marry the pretty human girl or if they can marry her if he won't.

But that night, when she snuggles up to him with one of his cousins between them, practically all the village's cubs around them as they sleep under the stars in a warm night, Ruggie can't stop his heart from yearning.

He can see it clearly. His girlfriend—his wife, for he has already started saving for the ring, round with his cubs, rubbing her belly gently with a loving smile. Ruggie is right by her side, as is his place, head on her belly, whispering conspiratorially about all the mischief the two of them will cause once they're out, giggling when he feels a gentle warning tug on his ear. Their house isn't the most luxurious, but they live well. And the village is right outside the door, ready to help them, and the Bucchi Clan is bustling with life as they wait for a new member.

Ruggie sleeps like he has never before, dreaming of his future with her.

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— Jack

Jack may play the lone wolf role, but in reality, deep down, Jack is a family man. Ever since he was a puppy, he's been dreaming about having a pack just as great as the one he was born in. The community of a pack is one of the greatest feelings he has ever felt.

He's just a bit too closed off for his own good. He's working on it, though, because now he has relationships he wants to keep, and relationships take work, they take communication. Specially romantic relationships that are supposed to last until his last days.

Because when he looks at his girlfriend gently shushing a lost child, he knows she's the one. She is his forever.

She's apologetic when she asks if they can pause their date to help the little pup find their parents, as if Jack would ever get in the way of her kind heart. He loves it. He loves her. And he's more than strong enough to carry the pup on his shoulders so they'll see better.

(Y/N) is so good at keeping the little one entertained and happy, but he is the one she compliments, giggling about him being a good dad in the future.

His tail wags just as fast as his heart beats.

Pride whispers in his ears. It tells him of their future house, somewhere warm surrounded by vegetation, with plenty space outside for him to train, both himself and his pack. It tells him of her garden, the one the pups will excitedly keep guard so no animal eats her flowers. It tells him of afternoon strolls, with one or two pups hanging on him while his wife carries the third, the youngest. It tells him of sunny family lunches, where his parents come visit and spoil his hard work out of the pups with gifts and mischief. It tells him of maybe a fourth pup in an even more future future.

Jack is glad that they manage to find the child's parents. The pair thank them profusely, hugging the kid in relief. Despite his and his girlfriend's protests, they pay for their ice cream before parting, the child joyously waving at them.

He almost laughs out loud when (Y/N) turns to him and quietly promises to never lose their future child.

Yes, he shall teach his pups to never worry their mother like that.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst imagines #twst x reader #x fem reader #leona kingscholar x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #jack howl x reader #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #it took me a week to finish this‚ but damn I love it

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twistedtalking · 1 year

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Hi!

Can I ask for Ace, Deuce, and Jack realizing that a girl? In canon, please. If you only do gender neutral readers, then feel free to ignore this.

Here's my message for them:

"Hey Ace/Deuce/Jack,

I have something I need to tell you. I'm actually...a girl"

Thanks for asking!

It's been super fun to write this!

TW: Female Yuu/reader, Blood (menstrual), purposeful misspelling on Deuce's part, self harm (brief mention/didn't actually happen)

Now, let's see their reply,

shall we~

Ace:

"Hah?! You're a what?!?!?!

B-but, I thought you were y'know, like Epel??"

...my best friend's a girl. My best friend's a girl in an all-boys school.

I TOLD D**K JOKES TO A GIRL!?!?

Okay, cool it, Trappola.

Just act like you knew all along.

"So is that all you wanted to tell me? That you're a girl? Thats old news. Yeah, I know that already."

(Prefect: So why were you so surprised when I told you?)

Act dumb, act dumb

"Me? Surprised? Pssh, nah"

Not THAT dumb, Trappola!

Deuce:

"Oh, okay, so you're a-

YOU'RE A WHAT???

WAIT, THAT MEANS YOU'RE A-

Mom told me to respect women, and you're a women AND I TOLD D**K JOKES TO A WOMEN!!!

Oh my sevens-" *Faints*

Jack:

"Sorry to-

Well, I don't mean to-

Um, well I'm already interrupting you, so might as well tell you what I want to say instead of mumbling."

"Well, you know, if-

Ugh, Never mind.

What were you gonna say?

(Prefect: If what??

Tell me!!!

Please!)

Well um, If you're ever need backup, just ask me, alright? We're a pack and-

(Prefect: Why would I need help? I mean, thanks for the offer but-)

Oh, so it's not your blood?

Well, that's good. I'm glad you can hold your own in a fight-

(OH! Jack, I'm not in a fight. But you're right, that IS my blood)

But you said you weren't in a-

Oh. Well...um, I'm not the best with this kind of stuff, but if you need help with...that, NRC does have a counselor. And...I'm here for you-

(Jack, It's not what you think! Don't worry. It's just...I'm a girl. It's just my menstruation period. Don't worry! Glad you care though)

Y-you're a GIRL?!?!?!

(Prefect: Yep! That's what I wanted to tell you)

I...see.

Well, that makes sense. At least, more sense than you getting into a bloody fight every month.

Uh so, do you need anything?"

Bible verse of the day:

And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.

—Philippians 4:19

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sinfullyrosey · 2 years

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How the Dorms Punish You

Various Dorms X Fem!Reader

Note: While it’s never outright stated, everything that happens is consensual. Whether you want to view it as roleplay or making prior agreements with the dorms towards future punishments, it’s up to you. Either way, enjoy~

All characters are 18+

Heartslabyul

Warnings: Sexual Punishment, Public Humiliation, Bondage, Gagged, Gang Bang, Oral, Rimming, Photography/Video Recording

Ah, a very special Unbirthday Party indeed. The usual preparations have been made, and the dorm is gathered at the table as always. Desserts are laid out and everyone is at their seats, right on time. For this special party, everyone is sure to make it on time, eager and excited. Everyone waits as Riddle makes his way to his throne and gives the go ahead. It’s not until a little while into the festivities that the actual surprise main course is presented. For there, in the middle of the table, lies an uncovered dish that is only now having its lid opened to reveal you, the centerpiece of it all.

You’re stripped completely bare, lying on your back with arms tied behind you and legs tied so that you were in the mating press position. A bright red ball gag is stuffed in your mouth in a mock apple visual, and your pussy is on full display to the hungry eyes of the dorm. Trey was sure to properly prepare you beforehand, stimulating you so that your pussy was nice and wet and your nipples were perked and ready. You were moved so as to allow easier access.

As Dorm Head, Riddle got first taste, making his way over and carefully licking a single strand up and along your slit, making you squeal against your gag. You could feel your lower lips start to flutter in response to the sudden sensation. He continued to lavish your sensitive bits in licks and sucks, paying special attention to the spots that drove you wild. Before long, you’re cumming on his tongue as creamy slick shot out of you. He lapped up every drop, enjoying the unique, sweet flavor. But this was only the beginning as the red head licked his lips of the residue and nodded in approval.

With his approval made, the rest of the dorm was now allowed to get their fill of you. You could only stiffly struggle when you felt the others follow suite, licking and tasting you with their eager tongues. You were Heartslabyul’s forbidden tart and they were determined to enjoy you while they could. You responded with an endless chorus of muffled moans and quiet whimpers, understanding the consequence of breaking the Queen’s rules. It was only fair that you pay in your delicious, creamy juices.

Ace and Deuce double teamed you, one occupying your ass while the other occupied your cunt. They were both inexperienced but eager, humming their satisfaction over your taste. The vibrations sending shock waves straight to your core, as your leaking walls tightened with another orgasm erupting your senses. All of this was being recorded by Cater, who simply sat back and waited for his own turn, enjoying the show and picking out the best pictures. Only those within the dorm would be allowed to see them, of course, as a little memento.

Savanaclaw

Warnings: Sexual Punishment, Public Humiliation, Predator/Prey Dynamic, Reader is Hunted Down, Biting, Oral, Gang Bang, Creampie

Being chased down by the bulk of the Savanaclaw Dorm wasn’t something you saw yourself doing today, but hey, here you were. It wasn’t even your fault! How were you supposed to notice a certain familiar tail poking out from under a bush while you were out for a jog?! It’s not like you purposefully meant to step on his tail and got the dorm leader pissed off and out for revenge. And you most certainly weren’t planning on him taking it a step further and stripping you completely nude while siccing the whole dorm of beastmen on your ass!

So now here you were, naked and adrenaline pumping through your veins as you heard the taunting laughs and howls of men all around you; men who wanted nothing more than to tear into you and devour you like the little prey that you were. Some had managed to catch up to you and got in a few bites and scratches on you, groping at your plump skin and chest, and rubbing at your sopping wet folds. You’d manage to slip away, or maybe they let you escape like some game of cat and mouse, leading to another chase to ensue. It all eventually came to ahead though when a whole group led by Ruggie managed to finally tackle you to the ground and restrain you in place.

You were sweating and panting by this point, skin glistening with salty droplets, the savannah heat beating down on you and giving you this glorious glow. The sneaky hyena loomed over you in victory at having caught the dorm’s favorite herbivore. Soon, the others are caught up and begin surrounding you, licking their chops and preparing to sink their teeth into you, but a loud roar halted them in place. The warning was all they got to not approach you any further. After all, the King of Savanaclaw always gets first pickings to the dorm’s catch.

But before Leona has his fun, he orders Jack to prepare you before sinking his own cock into you, wanting to teach the new pup how things work around here. Jack was hesitant, the only one unsure of all of this, but the moment you invitedly opened your legs up wider and he got a whiff of your sweet scent, he was a goner. His mouth was on you in seconds, licking at your slick folds and roughly lapping at your swollen, red clit. You moaned out loud, throwing your head back, and body arched in ecstasy. The others watched as he brought you to orgasm, wishing it was them who was making you feel so good.

You, now exhausted from running and still coming down from your high and completely vulnerable, were ready for him. He didn’t waste anymore time and grabbed your hips, sinking his cock into your still fluttering walls and began pounding into you while the whole of Savanaclaw watched on, waiting for their turn with you. They watched as their dorm leader made you moan and cry out for him, your vision becoming hazy and unfocused at the heat around you. They watched as he ravished you, biting and gripping onto you as his dick slid in and out of you roughly. Once he was finished filling you with his thick cum, he left to go sit back and watch as the rest of the dorm had their way with you, with Ruggie being next. He was the one who caught you after all.

Octavinelle

Warnings: Sexual Punishment, Public Humiliation, Bondage, Bondage, Biting, Anal or Vaginal Sex (could be viewed either way)

Azul has the pearl of Octavinelle Dorm working in the Lounge as part of a limited time, week-long special. The special? You dressed up in a cute, sea bunny themed outfit, waiting on tables until you pay off your debt. It wouldn’t be so bad if it weren’t for the fact that your arms are securely tied behind your back at all times, and you have to run around in heels and a vibrator shoved up your ass and a bullet vibe strapped to your clit. Both toys torturously buzzing against your most sensitive bits.

You aren’t able to write down orders, forced to try and memorize everything, while knowing everyone is staring at you fall apart from the pleasure and stress. You bring out orders using a serving tray that’s secured to your waist and held by a string attached to your choker. Your breasts occasionally get in the way, adding to the already difficultness of balancing the expensive drinks. You haven’t dropped anything yet, afraid of what the Dorm Leader would do if he found out you broke one of the glasses and ruined a customer’s experience.

The twins are each given a remote to torment you with, constantly changing the vibrator’s setting throughout your shifts. You’re desperately trying to keep your knees from buckling as another orgasm wracks through your body and you struggle to balance the dishes you’re taking over to a booth. You bite your lip in a pathetic attempt to keep your moans and whimpers to yourself, but everybody already knows. You put on your best customer smile and power through it. After all, nobody but the those in the dorm are allowed to touch.

What would have been a relief turns out not to be so as both twins further mess with you, flustering you more. Floyd constantly is touching you whenever you stop by the kitchen to relay or pick up orders. His hands groping at your behind and chest, sometimes grabbing you by your sides and spinning you around to watch you almost tumble. He even at one point suddenly picked you up and set you on the counter so he could leave little “love bites” on your neck and shoulders, before sending you on your merry way to show off to all the customers. Jade is no better, constantly sneaking teasing words into your ear whenever he passed by. He’d leave feathery touches on your most sensitive bits, making you shiver, as he promised to ravish you later. The cheeky eel even had the nerve to comment on how much of a mess you were making with your slick pooling between your legs and all over the floor.

The shift is over and everybody is closing up for the day. You’re relieved and ready to finally be rid of the embarrassing outfit and to have access to your hands again. But it was only short lived as the twins, instead of unbinding you, led you to Azul’s office. You’re confused and worried you had done something wrong. You didn’t break anything and none of the customers complained to your knowledge, so why are you being summoned to the boss’s vip room??? It isn’t until you’re sitting on the very boss’s lap, straddling him, as you gazed up at the smug look he was giving you, one hand on your hip and the other tauntingly waving his own remote back and forth. You ended up bouncing on his dick the whole time Azul went over the week’s earnings.

Scarabia

Warnings: Sexual Punishment, Public Humiliation, Hypnosis, Piercings (nipples and clit), Stripping, Hotdogging, Anal, Group Masturbation

It surely was a party in Scarabia as the music was blaring, students were stuffing their faces with delicious food, and everyone was just having a grand ‘ol time. Though one member seemed to be absent from the festivities and the dorm leader was a bit worried. He didn’t want to be too harsh on you and had even begged Jamil to go easy on you. It’s sad to think Jamil had you excluded over some minor mistake. But the vice dorm head reassured the heir and gave a rare smirk after gesturing to two other students who wondered off at the vice’s signal. Kalim was confused at first when the lights were suddenly dimmed and the music faded into something more quiet and alluring…

A giant figure that had gone unnoticed till now was moved to the center of the room and had the sheet covering it removed to reveal… you! Ruby eyes widened at the figure of you sitting in a golden bird cage, clad in a revealing, scarlet outfit, similar to the ones women back at home would wear when they preformed for his family. But this one seemed more, skimpy and eye catching. You were decorated in intricate, golden bracelets on your wrists and ankles, and a matching collar around your neck with a chain connected to it. You stood up, turning to face the crowd that had now started to gather and sit to marvel at you as you slowly began to dance. Your movements were also those of home, beautiful and artistic, yet seductive and sensual. Your hips rolled and swayed as you danced your song in your false prison, glazed over eyes staring emptily at the group of males.

By now, pants were tightening as you started to slowly remove your top and headdress, hips still swaying to the rhythm. The dorm leader’s eyes further widened as he saw more supple skin of yours start to show as you pealed off your pants. Now everyone could see the thin, gold chain piercings clamped to your nipples and groin, along with the slick dripping from said groin. Jamil gestured again and a student opened the cage door for you to slowly make your way out, still dancing as the heat picked up in the party hall. You made your way over to Kalim, making yourself comfortable on his lap. Now up close and seeing your makeup-painted face, he could see the familiar hypnotized eyes of you staring at him. The vice dorm head shrugged it off when Kalim made a stink, saying that it was only to calm your nerves and released you from his magic.

You blinked before looking around, finding yourself on the Scarabia dorm leader’s lap, surrounding by the prying eyes of other students. You blushed a deep scarlet in embarrassment, especially upon feeling the other’s hard on. Well, you were supposed to be apologizing after all, so you continued the dance in his lap as the others cheered you on. Jamil tugged on Kalim’s pants in a sign that he should remove them, which he swiftly did and you made yourself comfortable once more, being sure to have your ass rub back against his leaking length. It didn’t take long until the dorm head came, the previous excitement spurring an early orgasm. The other’s at this point had either removed their own pants or simply left them on as they stroked themselves to the show.

Kalim sighed in satisfaction and made to move you out of his lap and into his friend’s. Jamil was surprised and tried denying the request, but the two of you managed to convince him to loosen up for once and let you sit in his now bare lap. He pulled down his hoodie in embarrassment as you gently wrapped your arms around his shoulders. You chuckled as you rubbed your ass against his hardening dick before easily slipping it inside. He hissed at the sensation and blearily gazed up at you, rocking his hips up into your clamping walls. You truly were the Diamond of the Scarabia Dorm.

Pomefiore

Warnings: Sexual Punishment, Public Humiliation, Bondage, Collar and Leash, Spanking, Oral, Fingering

Misbehaving and not following routine was not permitted in the Pomefiore Dorm. Doing so would illicit swift punishment to whoever was caught not following their skin routine or not following the dorm head’s rule. And you being Vil’s sweet potato did not exclude you from such harsh punishments, but you sure wish it had, given your current position. After having failed your basic posture test, and Vil finding out you hadn’t even been practicing, instead sneaking out to go cause mischief with your friends, the queen only found it necessary to give you “private” lessons himself.

So, here you were, arms strapped in a leather, arm binder behind your back and matching thigh high, heeled boots. A butt plug was shoved up into you and vibrator bullet strapped to your clit. To make matters worse, you were made to wear a collar, a leash attached and guided along by the dorm leader himself as he made his way around the dorm, you in tow. A stack of books was atop your head, meant to keep your back straight and balanced as you followed Vil through the halls. It was absolutely humiliating to see the other Pomefiore students watch the compromising scene, understanding full well why you’re being punishment. Your face burned as the others had full display of your chest and leaking cunt, none showing a single glimpse of sympathy. The only one who looked on with any sort of pity was Epel, who could only offer a smile of apology.

A harsh slap was ushered onto your bare bottom, making you yelp audibly. You had allowed a book to slip and fall to the floor when you tried to look down in shame, making Vil spank you with a riding crap. It was the first of many to come as you made your way around the dorm, ass littered with bright red marks, and tears sliding down your face. The dorm leader tutted, but said he’d address your ruined makeup later, wiping the mascara off with his thumbs in a moment of tenderness. He may be stern, but he's not cruel to your misery. He decided that you had had enough and allowed a breather before moving forward with the lesson.

He allowed Rook to pamper you by finally bringing you to orgasm. The eccentric man’s tongue was experienced as he worked his way through your folds and fingered you, massaging that special bundle of nerves deep inside you. You whimpered, cumming all over the vice dorm leader’s mouth, as everyone watched on (some of which in mild jealousy). Your legs were shaking as you panted, eyes hazy in bliss, while the blond cleaned up your mess. Vil told Rook to pick you up and take you back to his dorm room since you were unable to walk.

Rook did so and placed you gently on the bed, but did not remove the binder like you thought he would. Instead, he bent you over Vil’s bed and used the leash to keep you in said position. You shakily asked why he did that, but was answered with him bidding you farewell and Vil walking into the room with a paddle. Guess Vil also found out about you sneaking those cupcakes in with Epel the other night... Later, after the punishment was over and Vil had cleaned you up, you were now alone with your partner in crime as he apologized about you getting punished and not him. His face was red like the apples from his farm, as he nervously said he wanted to make it up to you. You didn’t understand at first until he reached down to palm at your groin and began softly kissing you.

Ignihyde

Warnings: Sexual Punishment, Public Humiliation, Bondage, Blindfold, Ring Gag, Fuck Machine, Sensory Deprivation, Overstimulation

Okay, so maybe accidently deleting all of Idia’s saved game file was one of the worst mistakes you made. But you didn’t expect him to get this angry with you over it. At first he had just been devastated, lying down on the floor of his bedroom and curling up into a ball, trying not to cry after you told him. You had apologized and offered to make it up to him, but he simply had ignored your request and told you to just leave so he could start on regaining his lost progress back. You relented and he avoided you for like two weeks. You found this only fair and felt it was appropriate to let him eventually come around on his own.

But you did not expect him to feel it necessary to publicly punish you in the way that he did. He had come to you, explaining that in those two weeks of avoiding you, he managed to get all his data back, but had also been working on some new tech and wanted to showcase them to the rest of the dorm. And he wanted you to assist him in it. It was only fair after what you did, so you agreed. What you failed to realize is that his “tech” was actually a fuck machine that you would be testing, right in front of everyone. Well, all except his brother. When you’re being punished, Idia orders his little brother to avoid you and the area you’re located at. It’s labeled a Not Safe for Ortho zone until further notice.

You were positioned on a platform-like stage in the center of the room, Ignihyde students surrounding you at a distance. Your nude body was strapped down to where your front was laying on a padded surface, arms and legs restrained, unable to move. You were blindedfolded and had on a pair of noise cancelling headphones. A ring gag was also placed in your mouth to keep it wide open, drool already pooling at the corners. Despite not being able to see or hear anything, you could just feel all the quiet, leering eyes of the dorm’s students burning into your skin. Your embarrassment was rising on your cheeks when you finally felt the presence of something prodding at both your lower holes and mouth.

The dildos started off slowly, allowing you to adjust to being so stuffed, before slowly picking up the pace. Before long you were being simultaneously pounded roughly in all of your holes, sticky walls clenching and spasming at the overstimulation and mouth gagging from the deep throating. You were moaning and whining uncontrollably, your senses hyperfocused on the intense pleasure your body was feeling. Your body shuttered and clenched as orgasm after painful orgasm wreaked havoc on your body. It was all so overwhelming and humiliating. You don’t know how long it had been, but by the time the dildos stopped abusing your poor, fatigued body, you were drenched in sweat and your own slick. You were left panting and exhausted, drool dripping from your mouth and onto the floor.

Once the others dissipated and left the area, you were free to relax and rest for a bit. You were then released and allowed to go clean yourself up, being told to meet Idia back in his room once you were all finished up. Confused, you did what you were told, wondering why he summoned you back to his room. Wasn’t your punishment over? Embarrassed and red faced, he shakily handed over what looks to be an Ignihyde-themed dress and cat ears with a matching butt plug cat tail. It wasn’t until you noticed the tent in his pants that you realized he wanted you to give him a private show. Well, better get to work if you wanted to get this punishment over with already.

Diasomnia

Warnings: Sexual Punishment, Public Humiliation, Bondage (via stocks), Spanking, Fingering, Blowjob

You still don’t know exactly what you did wrong or why you were currently in this predicament. This predicament being you, with your head and hands trapped in one of those old pillories, standing before the whole Diasomnia dorm. Your confusion increased when Silver and Sebek was ordered over to remove your clothes, leaving you bare and face flushed, in front of everyone. You would have closed your legs to cover some of your dignity if it not for the spread bar attached to them. It wasn’t until Malleus finally showed up and sat a few feet away that the show really began.

The vice dorm leader, Lilia, nonchalantly strolled over to you, stopping so he was standing behind you, just out of eyeshot. You couldn’t see his expression, let alone the object in his hands, but you could hear the smirk in his voice when he asked oh-so sweetly, “Ready little one?~” You gulped nervously, nodding in response as there was nothing else you could really do. This was your trial, after all, and you were found guilty, so might as well just take your sentence. You made eye contact with Malleus when the first strike it, making you loudly yelp in shock and pain.

That object in the fae’s hands was a paddle that he was now using to abuse your defenseless bottom. Your cheeks stung as the wooden surface made contact with supple skin. You weren’t able to see the licks coming, each one more painful and unexpected than the last. You tried to take it and keep a level head, but the feeling of the whole dorm’s stares just boring into you caused your face to become red in shame. The red shade was beginning to match as both sets of cheeks darkened with every passing second. A few yelps and whines escaped your lips, unable to tolerate the pain that was slowly turning to pleasure any longer.

You refused to meet the dragon fae’s eyes, too embarrassed, so your eyes flickered around in a weak attempt to distract yourself. But the gazes and tightening pants of everyone around you made it impossible to focus on anything but the burning pain delt to your poor ass. You managed to catch sight of Sebek and Silver in the crowd, standing at alert like everyone else, and just like everyone else, their pants also showcased noticeable tents in them. You turned away soon after, glassy eyes now shedding salty, hot tears as you settled on gazing at the ground in front of you. You didn’t even notice you were now moaning for everyone to hear.

Lilia stopped his assault on your now sore ass and chuckled. He easily slipped his middle and ring finger inside of your wet cunt, cooing at how much you were enjoying this and how much you’re leaking. You whined in embarrassment, but stopped short when you felt a looming presence right in front of you. You slowly lifted your tear-stained face up to see Malleus grinning down at you. He gently took your cheek into his hand, gloved finger wiping away some tears. Your punishment could be over, so long as you properly apologized to your prince. Your gaze fell down to the dark, hard cock that you were to make amends with. You licked your dry lips before obediently placing your warm mouth over the head, sucking and licking at the tip. He hummed in satisfaction as you began to bob your mouth onto his cock, begging for his forgiveness in front of everyone.

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Twisted Wonderland Characters Signing Your Shirt

So when I was in primary school, on the very last day of term, the year 6 leavers would sign each other's white school polo shirts with felt tips as a sort of parting gift before we all went our separate ways to secondary school. I thought it might be cool if the reader shared this tradition with her friends at NRC.

Warning: I write reader as female

I literally had no idea what to write for bat grandpa and Silver so I just didn’t write them. In return, I’ll add snippets of Trein, Crewel, Vargas and Sam

Word Count: 8k+

Masterlist

Despite the comfort you felt with your friends in Twisted Wonderland and the obvious collective effort that your fellow students showed in making you feel at home in this strange new world, sometimes it did strike you just how different your current abode was - well, barring the universal use of magic that was so common that even infants were capable of it, of course. Such instances when your geographical displacement was most apparent was when you were reminded that there seemed to be little to no shared holidays between your world and this. For example, whilst Halloween did exist here, the concept of Christmas, Easter and Valentine’s Day didn’t - and neither did Mother’s or Father’s Day or even the smaller holidays like International Best Friends’ Day. It made you wonder if this world had any holidays or traditions that yours didn’t. This exact conversation starter was how you found yourself sitting cross legged on the floor of Ramshackle with your fellow first year friends as you all discussed different traditions that you’ve all partaken in (when in fact you were supposed to be using this timeframe to be studying for an upcoming assessment).

“You know,” you mused out loud, “my primary school had this tradition where on the very last day, all of the leavers would sign each others’ shirts.”

“Really?” Deuce looked at you with sparkling wide eyes, and leaned forward slightly, as if he was hanging onto every word you said and was careful that he would miss a single syllable that came out of your mouth despite sitting less than two feet away from you.

“Yep. It was basically as a parting momentum we’d give each other to show our support even if we are parting ways and may never see each other again. I still have mine hanging in my wardrobe at home. By the end of the day, it was covered in so many felt tip marks that it was more colourful than white,” you gave a nostalgic smile at the memory of your eleven year old self being surrounded by your laughing and tearful classmates as they decorated each other’s polo shirts (and even some a lot of skin) with well wishes, signatures and drawings that were partly sweet, partly adoringly offensive and partly completely random and out there that you had no idea of what to make of them. It did make you wonder how they were currently doing and then it hit you - you had no way of knowing. Atleast back home, whenever you found yourself revisiting your younger years, you had the ability of picking up your phone and finding out for yourself. But here - here in this world where your friends and family didn’t exist, where your life had about as much substance as a black hole until that fateful day you appeared in front of that dark mirror - you had absolutely no way of connecting to anyone you once knew. You didn’t even have any pictures or mementos from your world to remind yourself that they were even real to begin with. How long would you be able to cling on to your memories and -

“Y/N,” Jack's voice pierced through the blurry memories as sharply and swiftly as Rook’s arrow, shattering every thought like glass and every fragment of them fell and dissolved into nothing until you found yourself out of your head and sitting in your dorm’s living room floor with Grim on your lap and your friends nearby. His face contorted with concern the second he noticed your smile going from fond to bittersweet, “are you okay?”

Were you?

“I-”

“Why don’t we do that?” Epel blurted out.

You looked at him in confusion as Jack and Deuce glared at him for his interruption (but, honestly, you were very grateful for that), tilting your head to the side, “huh?”

“The-the shirt signing thing. I never did it when I left elementary. It sounds like fun?” he looked at the other boys, “whatdya fellas think?”

“I’m in,” Ace stretched out his arms.

“Me too,” Deuce said immediately after, sitting up a little straighter.

“I’ll-I’ll join in as well,” Jack stuttered out, “just ‘cause you guys are. Not-not because it sounds fun or anything, alright.”

“Hmm,” Sebek scoffed, crossing his arms and looking down on the rest of the group with an expression that says ‘I’m very much interested but I’m not going to say that because I’m a tsundere who pledges allegiance to my large commissioned portrait of Waka-sama every morning’, “I suppose these human customs seem adequate enough for me to partake in them. If at least to ensure that you do not tread on a path that could cause a disturbance to Lord Malleus, as is my duty as his knight.”

Ace rolled his eyes, “sure, pal.”

“Everyone wait,” Grim yelled out, “I should go first. As Y/N is my minion, she should receive the honour of getting The Great Grim’s mark first.”

When Ace and Deuce looked like they were about to argue, you silenced them with an, “alright, Grim, you can go first.”

GRIM

Since he’s so small, he couldn’t really reach that high, even though you were sitting down

He signed ‘to my favourite minion, from the great grim. P.S buy me more tuna’ at the bottom of your shirt near the hem of your shirt

He added a little simple drawing of a fish and a doodle of a small tin of tuna next to his words

Since he didn’t wear any clothes, you signed your own name with a cute little heart on the dangly end of the ribbon that made up the bow around his neck.

ACE TRAPPOLA

He and Deuce played rock, paper, scissors to decide who should go next

He had to be reminded by everyone not to write anything too big

“That means that I can barely write anything. You’re so short and small that half a sentence would take up half of your shirt,” he snarks with a teasing grin.

Deuce hit him over the head with an unimpressed look for that one

Good boy, Deuce

He uses one of his red pens to sign ‘your best friend and favourite person in the whole world who you like more than Deuce, Ace Trappola’ with a smiley face and a doodle of the ace of hearts card under under your collar, near your chest area before surveying his masterpiece and looking up at you with a smug wink

Deuce, hit him again

You signed your own name on his collar with a heart next to it

“A heart?” he wiggled his eyebrows at you, “are you trying to tell me something, prefect?”

DEUCE!

DEUCE SPADE

Baby boy is so scared

He’s so worried that he’ll ruin your shirt with something you won’t like that his hands are shaking

Protect him

After you reassure him that you’ll love whatever he does (Ace: not as much as mine, though 😏) he nods, eyes burning with determination as he braves himself and picks up a dark blue biro

He slowly and steadily writes out, in his neatest handwriting ‘you’re my best friend and I can’t imagine NRC without you. You always make me happy, Deuce Spade” with a little coloured-in spade doodle next to his name on the stomach part of your shirt (because the mere notion of idea of going any higher made his head spin and face burn)

The entire time he was diligently writing, he was looking at his handiwork with the most concentrated expression you had seen, with his eyebrows furrowed with great attention and care whilst his tongue stuck out slightly from between his teeth

He does know that this is supposed to be a fun little activity, right? He knows that he’s not signing his last will and testament (of course he does. In his mind, this was way more important)

“That’s great, Deuce. I love it.” you smiled softly at him when he finished

He perks up at the praise before blushing and looked down, his pink face conveying how bashfully pleased he was that he didn’t mess up

He’s so going to tell his mother about this during their nightly phone calls

“Thank you, Y/N,” he shyly smiles back at you

You place your own signature on his shirt as he looks on at you with still pink cheeks

You beam at him after punctuating your name with a small little hear

“You didn’t say anything about miiinnee ~”

FOR GOD’S SAKE, ACE-

JACK HOWL

No, his tail is most definitely not wagging in excitement when he approaches you with a gel pen in hand so shut up

No one said a word, wolfy

Writes a swift ‘keep up the good work. Jack Howl’

A simple wolf, our Jack is

Please ignore the red blossoming along his cheeks and nose and the still wagging tail as he doodles a little cactus next to his name

You give him a smile as you sign your own name on his shirt and add a little smiley face next to it

You can still see some red peeking out from under his hand as he covers the lower half of his face with his palm, his tail wagging like crazy

You swear that you can hear a faint little “thank you”

EPEL FELMIER

“Hell, yeah! Move aside, losers, it’s my turn!”

*coughs and clears throat* “ahem, I mean - it’s my turn to sign your shirt, prefect.”

Uses his dark purple gel pen to sign his name and draws an apple next to it

Pretends that he isn’t elated to see your name on his shirt

Is planning to proudly wear that shirt to Vil’s etiquette lessons, propriety be damned

Is also whooping and punching the air the second he’s out of sight

SEBEK ZIGVOLT

He strides towards you all stiff and square-shouldered

Signs ‘Sebek Zigvolt, loyal knight and retainer of His Glorious Majesty Lord Malleus, the beloved and awe-inspiring fae prince of the noble kingdom of Briar Valley. It is he who I pledge my eternal loyalty and allegiance to and it is my greatest honour to die in his name.”

You had to stop him from writing a whole essay on your shirt (complete with book references) about the might of the esteemed prince who you once found sulking in the woods because Lilia ate all of his ice cream during a Call of Duty session with Idia

He loudly explains to you that it is of poor taste to allow a human to sully the uniform of the great Waka-sama’s dorm as it is unheard of for a knight to appear as anything less of perfection as his attire reflects the power of his future king-

Uh, alright crocodile boy but why are you leaning closer to me?

You sign your name really small on his shirt so that it’s not immediately visible and only those who know where it is find it.

He doesn’t know why his heart is beating much faster at the sight of this magicless human’s name. Clearly he has contracted an illness. Quick, he must go to Lilia at once and remedy the issue lest Lord Malleus finds out.

CATER DIAMOND

Once you bid your friends farewell, you, Grim, Ace and Deuce, make your way to Heartslabyul for that afternoon’s unbirthday party

The students were still setting up the tables and food in the rose garden so the dorm leader and vice dorm leader weren’t present

Cater senses the four of you approaching as he finishes painting the last of the roses red and his eyes immediately dart to your shirt

“Hey, Y/N-chan. What’s with the get-up?”

You explain how it’s a tradition in your world to sign each other’s shirts and how your friends wanted to do it for themselves

“Aww, no fair,” he pouts at you, “Cay-kun wants to join in on the fun too.”

You offer him a pen, “you’re more than welcome to add your signature, Cater-senpai.”

He grins at you and writes a funky ‘Cater Diamond’ with doodles of the cartoony smiling four diamonds on his phone case on your shirt. Underneath his name he adds his magicam and other social media usernames.

“Well, Y/N-chan?” he sing-songs, twirling the pen around with his index and middle fingers the same way a drummer would a drumstick, “what do you think?”

“I love it, Cater-senpai,” you reply happily

He joyfully pats your head, “anything for my favourite underclassman”

Ace and Deuce: we’re here too, you know 🧍🧍

“Now smile for the camera,” he chirps, holding out his phone to take a selfie of him gesturing towards the area of your shirt with his name on it

After you quickly jot down your own name on his collar before running off to help with the party preparations, he takes a selfie of himself and then spends a bit more time gazing upon your smiling face on his screen before making a post

#HangingOutWithMyFavouriteUnderclassmen #ShesTheBest #WhenACuteGirlAsksYouToSignSomethingYouSignIt #SheLooksReallyPrettyWithMyNameOnHerThough #ImNeverWashingThisShirtAgain

TREY CLOVER

Comes out before Riddle to make sure that everything is set

And to see if you’re Ace and Deuce are here

Immediately notices the shirt and wants in on it

Uses one of his edible pens that he just happens to be carrying to write his name with a cupcake and clover drawn next to it

“Here you go, Y/N,” he says as he gives you the ‘I’m the responsible and reliable senpai even though you and I both very well know that I am capable of causing the most chaos here’ smile

Pats your head after you return the favour

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

You’re the first thing Riddle notices the moment he enters

Has to take a second to gather his bearings when he sees you smiling when you notice his arrival

At this point he’s gotten used to the teasing smile Cater shoots him when he’s in your proximity but that doesn’t mean he has to DO IT EVERY TIME HE’S GOT A REPUTATION

In Riddle’s head: Y/N’s here 😊 I must greet her with the grace every gentleman must have when they meet a lovely lady like her. Perhaps I should point out how wonderful it is for her to join us. Or personally escort her to a seat as I comment on how happy her presence here has made me.

What Riddle says: What has happened to your shirt 🤨

Don’t worry, Riddle. You tried your best

You apologetically tell him how it’s your fault since Ace and Deuce were trying to cheer you up and then Cater and Trey wanted to join them so you’ll take full responsibility if they broke any rules

“Well,” Riddle states primly, “there’s no rule forbidding it but bear in mind that I shall not accept you making a habit of unkempt attire. As Heartslabyul students and prefects both you and them are expected to possess a certain standard of decorum.”

“Does that decorum include personally fixing the prefect's tie in the middle of a busy public corridor in broad daylight?” Ace asks innocently

Riddle shoots him a sharp glare as he puffs up with anger

Before he can open his mouth, Trey swoops in to save Ace’s neck and Riddle’s vocal chords as he suggests that the unbirthday party should commence and then tells Cater to stop filming and put his phone down

The entire time you swear that you can feel someone gazing at you when you aren’t watching but every time to turn to look in Riddle’s direction, you notice that he’s looking elsewhere whilst Cater and Trey give each other knowing looks

When everyone has finished cleaning up afterwards, Riddle catches you and Grim on your way back and politely asks you if you could join him in the common room

You agree and set Grim down so he can trouble Ace and Deuce

When you get there he stiffly stammers something about wanting to know more about the shirt situation

How someone can be both poised and shy you have no idea but it’s adorably endearing

After you explained how it’s something friends do back in your world, he gets this contemplative look on his face as he looks down and twiddles his fingers before shyly asking if it would be alright if you permitted him to sign your shirt as well

Once you give an enthusiastic reply he gets out one of his fancy rich boy fountain pens and elegantly signs his name somewhere near your shoulder blades, his face burning the entire time

“If it’s alright with you, I could do the same back,” you offered, “I signed everyone else’s shirts but since you’re the dorm leader, I’d understand that it would be improper for me to-”

“No!” he blurts out, startling both you and himself. The red hue on his face gets even darker once he realised what he had just done and clears his throat before continuing in a tone that is much more controlled yet still a tad shaky, “no, I-I’d be honoured if you wanted to do so.”

So you take the pen he offered you from his outstretched hand and sign your name on his collar like you did the others

“Well, I’ll see you soon, Riddle-senpai. I hope you take care,” you smile at him before bowing your head slightly and walking out of the room to rescue Heartslabyul from whatever Grim had done

Riddle stared at the doorway from which you left from for a considerable amount of time before looking down at the hand where your fingers grazed his when you reached for the pen

He smiled slightly before shaking his head and composing himself. Then he marched out to supervise his dormmates

RUGGIE BUCCHI

This sneaky little hyena catches you during one of his errands

He finds you on his way to deliver lunch to a certain lazy lion

Was about to pawn off the job to you but catches the names on your shirt before he hears a lightbulb go off in his head

“Shi shi shi. It seems like our prefect has been busy.”

Without even asking for an explanation, he asks if he could sign it

Throws in some hopeful puppy eyes to ensure you say yes

You don’t need to do that Ruggie. To quote my non-twst friend when I showed hyena boy’s picture to her: I would commit arson for you

Honestly he’s only doing this 60% because he wants to and 40% because he knows that it would annoy Leona

You hand him the pen you have been carrying and he scribbles on his name with a picture of a sprinkle covered doughnut next to it

He then asks you to do the same to him

You comply, noticing how his tails wags excitedly behind him

You then offer to bring Leona his lunch to give him a break, which he hastily agreed to

After you leave he wonders if he could sell this shirt to one of your simps before immediately scrapping that idea since he decides it’s not worth it this time

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

It took you a while to shake him ‘awake’

I say ‘awake’ in inverted commas because the second he hears footsteps in the botanic garden his ears perk up and he tries to determine if the scent from the incoming person is yours. If it is, he’s wide awake

But he’s also a jerk so he’s not going to make this easy for you

He’s internally smirking whenever he hears you’re irritated little huffs as you try to wake him up

The he considers that he should maybe throw you a bone so he opens his eyes only to see the names of your first year friends , those uptight Heartslabyul students and his own second in command on you

Something about that does not sit right with him and he has to fight back a possessive growl

At least he can’t see the names of that stuck up beauty queen and - god forbid - that stupid lizard

“You some to have something on you, Herbivore,” he drawls as he lazily flicks his eyes towards your face

Like you did to everyone else, to explain how it’s a thing in your world to sign your classmates’ shirts

At this he gets up, whilst maintaining eye contact, and takes one stride so that he’s right in front of you

Excuse me sir, we like to respect personal space here

Unless you’re a Twisted Wonderland character then no we don’t

“Does that mean you marked other people with your name?” he asks you with a tone that you can’t quite put your finger on but can definitely tell has hints of annoyance

You just look at him in silence, completely off guard by his proximity and out of the blue question

“Well?” he leans down closer to you

“Oh, um, yeah. I guess”

He just hums in reply before holding out his palm

You just look down at it before giving him a perplexed look

“Pen,” he says, “now.”

You place your pen in his hand before he immediately crouches down and writes ‘LEONA KINGSCHOLAR’ in block letters that seemed to be a bit larger than everyone else’s names

He holds out your pen, “your turn.”

“Oh, okay”

The minute you finish writing your name you he stands back up at his full height, green eyes gleaming with mirth

“You know, Herbivore,” he holds up your chin so you get a full view of his smirking face, “I can think of plenty of other ways I could mark my territory if you're ever up for it.”

He gives your head a pat, remarking “you know where to find me” before yawning and sauntering off to god knows where with one hand in the front pocket of his trousers and his tail swinging lazily behind him

…

You just blink at his retreating figure in confusion

“Oookaayy,” you drone out to yourself and then you make your way out of Savanaclaw as Grim mutters something about weird predators

JADE AND FLOYD LEECH

“KOEBI-CHAN! :D”

Oh dear, it seems as if Floyd has found you for his daily accosting

You know that there is no way you can run from an eel so you just brace yourself with closed eyes as you hear the grunts, groans and shouts of several students being pushed out of the way as Floyd makes his way towards you for his completely necessary squeezing the life out of you hugging session

You open your eyes the second you feel those arms glomp you as you give the eel twin a smile, “hello, Floyd-senpai.”

Out of the corner of your eye you can see Jade casually strolling along the path that his brother had cleared with a pleasant smile on his face, completely ignoring the still groaning students on the corridor’s floor

“Good afternoon, dear prefect,” he greets you politely as you feel Floyds arms wrap tighter around your waist as he nuzzles his face into your neck, “I see that you’ve run into quite a few students on your way here - if your shirt is anything to go by.”

“Huh,” Floyd lets go of you and notices Riddle’s name at the back of your shirt. He then turns you around to inspect the front of your shirt only to be met with the names of all of these bottom feeders

“Hey,” he pouts at you accusingly, crossing his arms in displeasure, “how come koebi-chan let goldfish and crabby and sea lion and all these other fish write all over her and not us. I wanna write on koebi-chan too.”

Jade gave a fond sigh at his brother’s whining before turning to you with a gentlemanly smile that barely concealed the grin of a predator, “I must say, dear prefect, I’ve got to agree with my brother here. It does seem very unfair for you to allow others to enjoy this event and not us. I feel rather hurt.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Floyd nods, “koebi-chan should let us write on her.”

“And what luck,” Jade piped up, taking a pen out of his pocket (though you had the strange suspicion that it was used less for writing and more for some weird torture technique that he and his brother liked to dish out), “it appears that I have a pen in my possession. Now, you will allow us to do so, right prefect?”

You knew for a fact that even if your brain decided to take a holiday and leave you to enter the boundless void of nothingness that inhabited your mental stability you would not even think to refuse him

“Alright then,” you said slowly and both of their faces lit up

“Me first, me first,” Floyd gleefully snatched the pen from his twin’s hand and bounded over to you, writing his name in big bold letters on your right sleeve. Underneath it he drew a picture of his eel form and a cartoony shrimp with arrows pointing towards both figures saying ‘ME!! :)’ AND “SHRIMPY!”

Jade then took the pen from his brother and wrote his own name on your left sleeve with a drawing of an anatomy correct shiitake mushroom under it. He then labeled different the different structures with their biologically correct scientific names

“Now write on us,” Floyd demanded, so you took Jade’s pen and did just that.

After he pocketed his pen, he turned to the other eel with a mischievous grin, “You know, Floyd. I believe Azul would love to see our dear prefect. What do you think?”

Floyd matched his brother’s expression with an even more unhinged one of his own, “yes, yes. Let’s go.”

And with that, the both of them each take a firm hold of each one of your shoulders and began to stir you to the Mostro Lounge, paying no attention to Grim, who was yelling at them about how it was his lunch time

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

Due to spending almost his entire life with the Leech twins, Azul was fairly accustomed to their antics - which was why he didn’t seem the least bit perturbed to the sound of the door to the VIP room slamming against the wall and Floyd’s cheerful voice loudly exclaiming “WE’RE HERE”.

He just sighed and continued to finish the sentence he was writing before looking up to greet him when he did a double take when he sway you’re slightly embarrassed self give a small smile and wave from where Floyd had you rooted with the way his arm rested over your shoulders

“Ah yes, Floyd what is-PREFECT??!!”

No his voice did not crack at the end, thank you very much

Jade gracefully stepped into the room, “Azul, Floyd and I were just admiring the prefect’s shirt and thought that you would appreciate it if we brought her here to show you ourselves.”

“Yes, what Jade said,'' Floyd nodded happily, “Jade and I both wrote our names on koebi-chan as well, see. And she wrote on us. Isn’t that great?”

Despite clearing his throat, Azul’s voice still was choked when he let out a surprised, “yes, that does look rather nice.”

The four of you spent the next minute standing in awkward silence. The eels were directing their shark-like grins on a red and embarrassed-looking Azul who seemed to look completely stumped and you just stood there having no idea what to do

“Well,” you started when the silence got too much, “I’m so sorry for barging in on you like this Azul-senpai and interrupting your work. It seems like you are really busy in the middle of something important so I’ll just head back and-”

“Wait, prefect,” Azul pushed his glasses up his nose and made his way towards you with a pen in hand, “If-if you would allow me, I would love to add my name onto your shirt.”

“Go right ahead,” you reply

Now he’s written his name hundreds of times, with the business that he runs, but for some reason him signing his name directly onto the clothing that your wearing has his heart leaping and twisting in ways that he’s never felt before

He’s lying. He’s felt that many, many times before and strangely every instance has occurred in your presence

Once he’s finished he gives you a look that very clearly expresses that he wants to ask you something

“I could sign your shirt as well if that’s okay?” you half offered half asked, thinking you might know what he wanted

He gives you a shocked look, a rosy hue painting his nose and cheeks, before clearing his throat once more

“I can’t say that I would mind terribly if you did that. Of course,” he gives you his signature businessman octopus grin, “if you would much rather sign your name on a contract, I would be more than happy to oblige.”

“Yeah, no thank you,” you deadpan. You turn around, “if that’s it then-”

“Wait,” he grabs ahold of your wrist, “actually prefect, I would very much like that.”

Your face softens and you sign your name onto his collar and left the fish mafia to practice their Godfather impressions or whatever they did behind closed doors when they weren’t dealing with the poor unfortunate souls of NRC

Unbeknownst to you, Azul immediately changed out of that shirt and kept it next to his third draft of that marriage contract he had been preparing

KALIM AL-ASIM

It was after you left Octavinelle when you remembered that Kalim had invited you to a party at Scarabia so off to his dorm you went

Almost ten seconds after you enter, you hear a shout of “Y/N!” coming from above you

“God?” you mutter under your breath as you look up and find the resident sunshine boy of the campus beaming down at you from his magic carpet

You happily give them both a joyful and hearty wave, “HI KALIM-SENPAI! HI CARPET!”

The two of them descend towards you. Kalim jumps off when it reaches a few centimetres above the ground before tackling you into a hug that was filled with unbridled merriment. Carpet, feeling lonely, latched onto the both of you as well, wrapping its tassels around the two of you and squeezed in its own version of a hug.

The two of you laughed at its enthusiasm until it let go and Kalim pulled back

“Y/N, I’m so glad you’re here,” his smile filled with pure sunshine never once left nor faltered as he looked at you with all of the joy in the world, “you’re going to love it. Everyone’s dancing and Jamil made kunafah which is really really tasty and I’m sure you’ll enjoy it and we can go for a magic carpet ride as well and - woah, your shirt looks so cool!”

You giggle at his amazement, “thank you, Kalim-senpai. In my home world, it’s a tradition to sign your classmates’ shirts when you leave school so

“Wait, you’re not leaving are you?” he gives you the saddest tearful golden retriever puppy-eyed look you had ever seen and you instantly hated yourself for being the monster that caused it, “please say you’re not. We haven’t even done half of the things I wanted to do with you. Please don’t say you’re going.”

“No, no, no,” you wave your hand erratically to show that you were most certainly not leaving, “I swear that I’m not going anywhere, Kalim-senpai. I just mentioned that to everyone and they wanted to sign my shirt for fun, that’s all. I’m staying right here, pinky promise.”

Of course, you had no way of leaving this world, what with the headmaster being a lazy idiot who makes empty promises but you didn’t say a word about that part

Kalim smiled and intertwined his pinky with your outstretched one

(Meanwhile carpet sulked because he wanted to join in on the pinky promise but he had no pinkies to promise with)

“So,” he gives you a hopeful look, “does that mean that I can sign as well?”

“Of course you can,” you smile at him.

He beams back at you, holds your hand and scampers towards his room

After bringing you inside, he rummages through his drawers until he procures some limited edition ultra deluxe sparkly golden sharpie pen that you know costs like enough to feed you for a week

He skips back towards you and signs ‘KALIM!’ all big and glittery on your back with a bunch of stars and hearts surrounding it and a smiley face to dot the exclamation mark

He then giddily hands you the pen and asks you to sign his clothes as well

You hesitate because there is no way that you are going to stain a piece of clothing that has enough zeros in its price to pay for your entire neighbourhood back home

But his hopeful/pleading face was too much for you to refuse so you did as you were asked

He now wants to buy an entire store’s worth of clothes just so that the two of you could write your names all over them

He also is so happy that he wants throw another party in your honour and hopefully make an event of having the two of you sign each others clothes

Not going to lie, he’ll probably commission the best painters in the Scalding Sands to make a giant portrait of his shirt so that he can hang it up in his rooms (no that’s not a typo) and show it to his parents, his siblings, his aunts and uncles, his cousins, his pet elephants, his pet peacocks, that tiger he was going to ask for his birthday…

He just wants to keep the memory of this moment forever

“Woah, Y/N, that looks great! Hey, I have a bunch of other clothes in my wardrobe that you can sign, I’ll go get them-”

You had to stop him before he did something that would make Jamil pop a blood vessel or consider alcoholism (again) so you asked him if he could take you to where Jamil was

Thankfully, he agreed and happily lead you to the kitchens

JAMIL VIPER

Jamil had no idea what to feel when Kalim barged into the kitchens

On the one hand, the Scarabia kitchens were his safe haven, the one place where he could be alone without his airheaded master coming in to cause further trouble due to the fact that Kalim is forbidden from stepping foot in it so his annoyance at seeing that bright face in here was more than welcome

On the other hand, however, Kalim had brought you along. The diamond among the soiled charcoal that were his peers, the coolness of his eyes that never failed to put him at ease no matter how unreasonable Kalim’s never ending laundry list of problems became so he did admit that he felt much more relieved when he saw your smiling face pop in to say hello in that enchantingly sweet lilt

But then Kalim dragged you in and showed off all of the names that had been written on your shirt for that bitter python of annoyance that he keeps chained and shackled in his gut to start coiling around in displeasure - only for it to start hissing and biting at his stomach when Kalim happily pointed out his own name standing out on your back and your name on his shirt, it’s teeth sinking into every vein it can find and contaminating his bloodstream with that pungent envy

On the outside, he regarded all of this with the same cool and unwavering expression he usually wore but on the inside he was raging at how happily you wore everyone’s names - how you wore Kalim’s name - whilst casting him to the shadows.

He simply reminded Kalim that he was not allowed in the kitchens and he had a party to host so it was best for him to leave

Kalim turned to you and was about to ask you to come with him when you told him that you’ll stay and help Jamil and you promise to dance with him later

“Alright then Y/N, see you later,” and then he skipped away, a cloud of sparkles and flowers following him

You approached Jamil, who appeared to be a bit more tense than usual and placed your hand on his shoulder

He immediately stopped, took a breath and turned to you

“You know,” you smiled at him, “I didn’t just come here to help you cook, though I would very much like to.”

He raised an eyebrow at you, “is that so, prefect? Then pray tell, why did you come here.”

“Well, you see, all of my dear friends have decided to write their names on my shirt after I explained that it was a tradition where I’m from and now that I’m here, I realise that I’m one name short.”

“Is that true?” he mused, his lips twitching ever so slightly

You nodded with the gravitas of a judge giving a sentence, “yes, it is. And you see, Jamil-senpai, the person whose name that I’m talking about happens to be someone who would never go out of his way to do something that he thinks might not be wanted - even if the receiver would very much want it - so the idea of him offering his signature like everyone else seems to be out of the question.”

“What are you trying to say, prefect?” he sighed and put his head down so that he can hide his blush by pretending to rub his temples

“What I’m saying, Jamil-senpai, is that I would absolutely love it if you wrote your name on my shirt. It just doesn’t seem right without you and having you there would delight me to no end,” you reply, taking out the pen you’ve been carrying in your pocket and holding it out to him expectantly

‘How troublesome,’ he mentally sighs, though the thought was directed not towards you but to the pleasant feeling of warmth that enveloped him whenever you were near.

Regardless, he takes the pen and signs your shirt in a manner that appears to be annoyed and rushed but anyone can clearly see that the calligraphy of his name is definitely carefully thought out with strokes that look more like artwork than a teenage boy’s signature

“So, um,” you start, “you can say no if you’d like but would you like it if I signed yours back?”

He shrugged, “I see no reason why not?”

Don’t let his perpetually controlled voice fool you, he is internally punching the air and screaming with elation at the prospect to you placing your signature on him

Usually he would hate to have another's name anywhere near him. He was already cursed with the invisible shackles of the Al-Asim family, he didn’t want any other form of ownership to strip the miniscule amount of control he had in his life. However, the idea of him belonging to you only filled him with bliss instead of the accustomed disdain

‘Oh, prefect,’ he thought, internally smirking to himself as he continued with the preparations of Kalim’s feast with your assistance, ‘the next time you want me to leave my mark on you, I may not be as gentle.’

ROOK HUNT

You swear you take one step out of the mirror chamber and into the corridor before you find yourself face to face with Tamaki Suoh’s long lost cousin, who appeared out of frickin’ nowhere

“Petite mademoiselle trickster,” he cheers, “it has come to my attention that you are going around, letting the students write on your clothing and thus I must implore you to allow me the honour of joining them in this ceremonious ritual.”

Ritua - does he think that you’ve started a cult?!

Although, to be fair, that would be the least weirdest thing that’s happened in this school

You could’ve sworn you saw a bunch of Savanaclaw students standing in a circle and chanting so cultists are not completely out of line

And Crowley’s whole bird mask and making his students wear robes does seem very cult-y

Not to mention Sebek’s whole existence

Deciding to ignore the second part of Rook’s words (a standard procedure when it comes to students dealing with the huntsman) you hand him your pen

“Please allow me to write a sonnet so that I may pour out my awe at your splendorous beauty”

Yeah, you shut that one down hard

“Ah, I see. You’d much prefer a villanelle!”

No, Rook

A ballad or an Ode?

This is going to be another Sebek situation, isn’t it?

He did end up writing something

You must admit, you were impressed that he was able to conjure up a rhyming couplet dedicated to your beauty and general existence

In iambic pentameter no less

Now if only you could get him to stay still and quiet enough for you to write on your name

Great Seven, is he crying?

I’m flattered that there tears of joy but all I did was write my name on your shirt

I’m pretty sure my handwriting looked nicer on that contract that Leona turned to ash you really don’t need to praise the heavens for my existence

Oh good, Vil-senpai, you’re here

Your huntsman is broken

I know that he most probably came like this but it’s a bit unnerving

VIL SCHOENHEIT

Vil was strutting through the hallways like NRC was a pageant and his catwalk was going to be crowned as the winner when he noticed Rook singing (yes, actually singing) your praises to you whilst you just looked at him like most people do

“Rook,” he called sharply, his high heels clicking through the corridor and the back of his royal purple robe effortlessly flaring out behind him, “I have been looking all over for you.”

“Roi du Poison!” he called out, “I was just engaging in the most splendid tradition with Petite mademoiselle trickster!”

“Ah, yes, Epel mentioned this during his etiquette lesson,” he looked down at the piece of your shirt that he was pinching between his perfectly manicured index finger and thumb, “whilst I understand the sentiment, I cannot believe you would allow these undeserving potatoes to tarnish your appearance like this.”

He huffs and pulls out a pen from one of his own pockets, “thankfully, I come prepared for situations like these. Honestly, what would you do without me? Be grateful that I’m here to save you from these unruly spudlings.”

He then signs his name onto you with complete precision, most probably from his years of experience as a renowned actor

“Now it would be unfitting for me as the dorm leader of Pomefiore to walk amongst these halls with ink stains on my uniform but I have a suitable substitute for you to use so that the criteria for your traditions have been met,” and with that he pressed an apple scented soft handkerchief into your palms

“Well,” he looked at you expectantly, “aren’t you going to sign it?”

“Oh, um, yes,” and you wrote your name on this obviously very expensive piece of cloth

“Wonderful,” Vil gave you an approving smile and took his handkerchief back before briskly turning around and walking away, calling out for his vice, “Rook!”

“Coming Roi du Poison!”

ORTHO SHROUD

You made your way to Ignihyde for your regularly scheduled gaming/anime watching session with the otaku shut in of the school

But of course you couldn’t do that without saying hi to his younger brother because not greeting Ortho when you enter the dorm of the Lord of the Underworld is a crime worthy of death

“Big sister Y/N!'' is the first thing you hear when you step into Idia’s dorm. The adorable android with flaming blue hair greeted you with stone-melting giddiness, “my scanners informed me that you have arrived! That’s great news! Big brother has been waiting for you to join us all day! In fact, my sensors picked up that his heart rate increased by 15% everytime I or he mentioned you!”

You giggled and pet the little robot’s head, “that’s nice, Ortho. Say, would you like to sign my shirt? All of my other friends have written their names on it and I would be very happy if you did too.”

“Write my name on big sister’s shirt?” Ortho’s eyes widened and he clapped with glee, “yes, yes, I would love to. Please wait a moment.”

You watched with part surprise part wonder as Ortho’s right hand transformed into a tiny laser

“Big brother has downloaded and programmed over a thousand different fonts into my database. Is there a style that you prefer?”

“Um, not really, Ortho,” you reply, “why don’t you choose?”

“Alright then, I’ll apply a random generator to select one for us.”

After doing that he floated towards you and wrote Ortho Shroud onto your back

Well, it was less ‘wrote’ and more lasered ink in straight lines to create letters the same way a laser printer would shoot ink to create an image

“Thank you, Ortho, I really appreciate it,” you smiled at him, but then frowned, “though I don’t know if I can return the favour to you the same way I did to everyone else since you’re made of metal.”

“Hehe, it’s okay big sister,” he happily replies, “I’m sure big brother would be more than happy to have you write to him instead.”

IDIA SHROUD

Y/N’S COMING Y/N’S COMING Y/N’S COMING

If anyone were to ask what our resident technological genius was thinking about for last twenty minutes it would be that

You’d think that him knowing you for more than a few weeks, you rescuing him from his own overblot and learning his entire tragic anime backstory would prepare him for every time you come near him but Idia doesn’t work on the logic of normies

Can you blame him? You were like ultra SSR tier and he was so below you it wasn’t funny

Hey, at least he managed to beat that weird french blond guy with the bow and arrow in the fight over who got to be the leader of the Y/N fan club

So when you and his brother, his two favourite people in the world, come into the sanctuary of his room with blinding smiles his heart does a one hit k.o

And what’s worse is that his body pillow is all the way over there on the bed so he can’t even sink his face into it for the comfort of darkness

And then when Ortho comes and says that you want him to sign your shirt and then do the same to you?

Well, the pink that was forming at the tips of his hair has erupted his flaming locks into a bright pink fuschia

What kind of shoujo manga otome game special edition event is this

Okay, cool, Idia, cool

He takes one peek at you and then immediately covers his face with his palms as his hair grows pinker if that’s even possible

You tell him that you understand if he’s uncomfortable so it’s okay if he doesn’t want to do it

But, you see Y/N, he does

He would very much like to take part in this event

But his social stats are lower than the bottom of the ocean

And he doesn’t think he’ll be able to level up in the next two or three decades at least

Seeing his brother’s internal plight, Ortho huffs at him to just do it

So he does it

Because he wants to, alright - not-not because he’s being shamed by his little brother

So he picks up one of his pens with a miniature funko pop of his favourite anime character on it and hastily signs his name without even looking

Thankfully he signed on a free space on your back otherwise he would never show you his face again

You ask him if he wants you to do the same to him and he passes out

Sigh, Ortho activate the defibrillators

MALLEUS DRACONIA

You meet Tsunotarou after the sun has set on Twisted Wonderland and you invite him inside of Ramshackle so that the two of you can share some tea you’ve prepared before you can start your nightly walk in the woods

He politely questions you on the state of your dress and you laugh and tell him all about how you mentioned a tradition back in your home world to your friends and how that evolved into a sort of scavenger hunt for signatures

As delighted as he is that you seem to be enjoying yourself and as thankful as he is that you were able to surround yourself with people who lift your spirits and ease your homesickness, he couldn’t help but feel a dark cloud of dread invading his mind and questioning whether or not this was another occasion that he was not invited to

“Tsunotarou?” you speak up, and hold up the pen that had accompanied you throughout this whole ordeal, “would you like to sign your name as well.”

He gives you a pleasant smile as he takes a sip of his tea, “I suppose I could, Child of Man. But that begs the question.”

You tilt your head in confusion and he internally laughs at how endearing you look, “what question?”

“On how you would like me to sign,” he gives you a smug little grin, “names are very important to the fae, you see. They’re very powerful, as well. In fact, a human giving a fae their name without thinking is often considered an act of foolishness (ouch, you could sense that subtle dig at your initial meeting but, in your defence you were new to this world and the concept of fairies and magic in general, and you didn’t even know the guy). So I would need to ask you if you would rather have me sign as the crown prince, Malleus Draconia or as the Tsunotarou that you met wandering around in the woods near your abode?”

“Is there really a difference?” you pose a question of your own, “Tsunotarou is Malleus and Malleus is Tsunotarou. To me both are the same. I know the rumours of you being powerful aren’t unfounded - I mean, you fixed the entire VDC venue in a second and called it child’s play so I can only imagine how strong you are. But the thing is, when I look at you, I don’t really see some crown prince who can destroy an island in the blink of an eye. All I see is a friend that I enjoy being in the company of - even if he can be a bit odd at times.”

“Odd? How brave of you to describe the future king in such a way. I was right in stating that you have no fear,” he teased you, eyes twinkling with mirth, “very well, I shall accept your request.”

He signs his name on you with the grace and elegance you’d expect a prince would have

You feel a slightly electric tingle from where the pen touches your skin through the fabric of your shirt and you can’t help but wonder if he had cast some sort of enchantment where his name was.

Once he has completed he hands you your pen back and you smile back at him, “I trust you, Tsunotarou. Not just because you’re my friend but also because you were one of the few who truly made me feel welcome even before we even knew each other. Actually, I trust you so much that-

You beckon him towards you, causing him to lean closer towards you. You take the pen and sign your name right on the first patch of white that you can see and reach

-that I would give you my name a hundred times without even a second of hesitation.”

ALRIGHT, TEACHER SNIPPETS: The next day, you take the shirt that you had worn the previous day and carry it around in your hands around campus so that you could ask the teachers to sign their names

PROFESSOR DIVUS CREWEL looks down at all of the names with disdain and mutters something about ‘rowdy mutts slobbering around his pup’ and something about ‘neutering’ before signing his name on your shirt with a flourish

PROFESSOR TREIN looks at you fondly and gives you one of his tea biscuits before signing his name.

COACH ASHTON VARGAS gives you a booming laugh and a hair ruffle as he gladly signs his name all big and loud with several exclamation marks and some reminder to always work out

MR SAM argues with his friends from the other side on whether or not he should add their names as well. Instead he just signs his name and draws a cute little skull next to it

P.S. Please note that, if given the opportunity, any one of the NRC boys would very gladly and willingly write their names directly onto your skin with no hesitation whatsoever.

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jester-lover · 3 months

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Reverse of the ask where TWST bois pick the reader up: Reader is surprisingly strong and scoops *them* up.

I think the bigger the dude, the funnier, but Riddle’s reaction would be hilarious to me as well.

Somewhere in the distance, Ashton Vargas just found his new favorite student…

OG Post! Something similar for the Jack fans!

Buff Girlfriend Casually Lifting Them

Featuring! - Riddle, Jack, Malleus, Sebek

CWs/ Fem! Reader, fluff, humor

Riddle

“Unhand me at once!”

Riddle is shocked, appalled, and redder than a strawberry the second he feels you hook your hands under his knees and neck and pick him up like a bride. His hands immediately flail around and land around your shoulders, increasing his embarrassment tenfold.

His demands quiet down once the shock of the situation soaks in. His girlfriend is lifting him up and carrying him around like he weighs nothing. He has always been aware that you’re physically strong, but he didn’t know you were this strong!

Riddle usually won’t like being carried, but on the rare occasion, after a long day of school and his duties, he’ll ask for a piggyback ride back to his room. He’ll use a very standoffish tone while asking, but the way that he presses his head against the back of your shoulder lets you know he likes it.

Jack

He is so flabbergasted. Jack is in shock.

While he is aware that you’re into fitness—maybe the two of you even train together—he never knew you were this swole.

Jack is blushing; if you look close enough, his hands are shaking. He’s just realized he’s found the ideal woman for him—kind, gentle, who could break him in half like a pixie stick…

Bragging isn’t in his principles, but he might have to gloat a little bit with his track teammates when you’re literally running around with him thrown over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I mean, you’re not even exerting that much energy; he’s astounded!

Jack will (very quietly) ask for you to lift him again, just because he can’t believe it and he needs confirmation that he didn’t just make up the situation in his brain.

“Wanna join me for my morning run? It’ll be good cardio.”

Malleus

He’s getting the princess treatment. Very happy to know he’s your favorite lizard.

Since Malleus is very tall and imposing, he’s not used to such blatant displays of affection.

Having a physically stronger girlfriend would be a point of great pride for Malleus, particularly if you were a human, because then your strength would have been something you'd worked hard on. Something you’ve earned.

Being carried around is no problem for him; he may laugh a little at your strange human whimsy, but he happily agrees to being carried about at any time.

By any time, I mean any time. You could pick him up in the middle of a crowded campus hallway, and he’d just wrap his arms around you, place his head on your shoulder, and let you lead the way.

“Child of Man, be sure to drop me off at my alchemy class; perhaps I’ll let you pick me up and take me to Spelldrive Practice afterwords…”

Sebek

“How dare you, human!”

Sebek is appalled at the absolute gall you’ve got to have to do something so unabashedly romantic; don’t you see he’s too repressed for something so affectionate?

His face turns so red, and he tries to shake out of your ridiculously strong vice grip. Once he leaps off of you, get ready for an hour-long lecture. Sebek is shaking in his boots, explaining to you how inappropriate your actions were and how if you wanted his attention, there were better methods.

Midway through, he kind of realizes how hot it was that you were literally able to pick him up and carry him away like it was no problem, which makes Sebek quieter than you’ve ever seen him before, contemplating his words.

He quietly asks you to pick him up again because he wants to test your human endurance! (Ignore the way his eyes lock in on your defined shoulders, okay?)

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oyakay · 1 year

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I FINISHED IT! It was a lot of fun🥰🥰🥰

For @whateverdontgiveashit, @warmsmilesandhugs, @nebidanshi and anons~!!💗❤️

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dolliehina · 25 days

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Genderbent jack howl x fem twst reader please

Thank you. My angel from above.

♡ Reader is female! Men DNI!!! Pure fluff because Jack is a minor (and the goodest of boys). ♡

*Ahem*

~°•♡•°~

Quick headcanon about Fem Jack! That I had, she's definitely that one house plant masc lesbian. Just saying...

♡- Let's start off with the basics. How you pulled this beauty is an absolute mystery, it doesn't matter how attractive of a girl you are, Jack isn't the kind of girl to fall for looks nor is she the kind of girl to swoon over someone because of status.

♡- When you two started dating, she really didn't know what to do???? She has never had a girlfriend before she met you, but she does take it VERY SERIOUSLY, as wolves mate for life, and she wouldn't be dating you if she had doubts.

♡- She may need some help with planning dates. She's not exactly big on dates as Jack prefers to spend quality time together or do acts of service than to go on dates. Her idea of a date is definitely just running together in the morning or going to look at cactuses (Houseplant lesbian I REPEAT- HOUSEPLANT LESBIAN!!!) But if you prefer romantic dates or something cuter (wdym looking at plants isn't cute enough???) She'll try harder and buy you apology plants.

♡- She'll definitely let you pet or cuddle her tail, just not in public. She's a little bit of a tsundere, so she gets more flustered than you think. Having her around is like having your own fucking pillow. Sad? Tail. Rough day? Tail. You're on your period? TAIL. Did somebody make you angry? MOTHER FLUFFING TAIL!!!! But she would let you brush it and snuggle in it as long as you don't do it in public or around the other girls.

♡- Speaking of Periods, she completely understands, she has really bad cramps and it gets in the way of her athletics sometimes. So she has everything ready, chocolate, heating pad, pain killers, tissues, tampons or pads, and a lil comfort plant to make you feel better :D!! (These lesbians and their mf plants-)

♡- Despite how tomboyish Jack is, she definitely still has a feminine side, and she likes to embrace it at times. She's not the best with makeup but she's really good at nails, body care, and skincare (Mama Vil taught her well). But she loves when you ask her to go shopping, because most girls she was around definitely didn't ask her to do many girl things, Vil was the only one who even bothered when they were children, so she loves when you ask. Even if it's not for girl shopping she'll buy a few things regardless (like a small cactus!)

♡- Athletic Beastwomen Gf, she definitely picks you up. Carries her cute gf around like a lil burrito. When she works out in her room, she definitely does those cute gym things gym couples do, her tail wags the whole time it's so cute. But point it out and you will get kicked out, like- IMMEDIATELY.

♡- For my trans girlies, she doesn't care. You love her right? She loves you too. It doesn't bother her, as long as you're loyal and loving she couldn't give a damn, she doesn't judge people based of biological gender or body parts.

♡- Overall 9/10 gf, she loves you and is Overall a very chill gf, just don't do too much PDA or point out her wagging tail, and she's fine. She'll probably try to get you to be athletic like her if you're not already out of pure care for your well being, but she won't force you. But definitely one of the best gfs you could ask for. (She got a -1 point because she loves her cactus more than you, sorry, I don't make the rules, that's how them plant lesbians be.)

#twisted wonderland #twst genderbend #fem twst #twst x female reader #jack howl #jack howl x reader #jack howl headcanons #genderbend #genderbend x reader #twst jack #houseplants #lesbian #plant lesbian #jack howl x yuu #🎀

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