#floyd was onto something when he decided to name us “shrimpy”
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My back hurts sm oh my Gosh I think I should start doing pilates or something
#💙! mah rambles#i'm about to scream#my posture is the worst thing on the universe#floyd was onto something when he decided to name us “shrimpy”
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This is a very specific thing I said to my friends so if they follow your blog then they would know who I am but the whole thing of buy one get two free deal came from something that is common in my country where in local bazaars they sell these showering kits that came with shampoo, conditioner and a bottle of liquid soap my mind clearly infected with twst could only think about the octotrio being one of these packages Azul is the soap, and the twins are the shampoo and conditioner and the three of the products are wrapped with tape so you are forced to get the three which is oddly cute to me but onto the main thing!
Came up with another octotrio polycule idea since yuu represents a shrimp in Floyd's weird lenses of seeing the world sometimes if done intentionally or not you tend to clean up the twins or patch them up even fixing up their (poorly put on) uniform Jade got dirt in his face when he was in a mountain trip? Come here you careless eel and wipe out the dirt then you can talk about your new findings BUT WASH YOUR HANDS FIRST
Floyd decided to do parkour or maybe he just dumped a whole smoothie on himself because he was hot and used the drink to cool off and there you go, disinfect the wounds or scratches and putting silly cute band-aids (one time he got mad that his favorite design was out and you placed a mushroom design band aid since he still needed one, remind yourself to go stack up with the band-aids before Jade goes and sniffles about his dear brother using his favorite band-aids)
I am thinking that since the twins are a bit much more affectionate or aren't as busy as Azul is, you are doing one of your "Nurse/cleaner shirmp" (Floyd gave them the name) on one of the tweels and you guys were in Azul's office so he sighs trying to get attention he wishes that he also got his own nurse/cleaner shirmp affections if he doesn't say it out loud he can and will break his pen/ink flask and oh no! His gloves are completely ruined!! Clearly coaxing you into helping him with the mess or when he does voice his wishes about it when you two/three are present the tweels are quick to tease him about it "I thought that octopuses didn't go to cleaner shrimp stations?" or "Would you be able to provide protection in exchange? I thought that octopuses weren't predators" Okay that was rude, it is on. Of course that he can protect the shrimpy and if octopuses didn't go to cleaner shirmp stations then he would change that! Overall silliness and sweetness (They are having a discussion about planning to surprise you with a visit to the coral sea and going to visit their parents!!) they might turn almost anything into a friendly/loving competition and you are trapped in them but they are still so sweet and caring for you and each other 10/10 definitely a unique dynamic but awesome either way
(the same anon forcing their brain to fabricate more octotrio polycule ideas)
I think Floyd takes the most delight in seeing you care for them like an actual shrimp. He thinks it's endearing and will definitely make efforts to get dirty or mildly hurt so that you'll attend to him.
The other two have their own nicknames for you: Jade calls you and Azul My Pearl/Darling while Azul calls you Angelfish and the twins Dear(s).
It's Azul's way of showing affection, as he is quite reserved with his affections, at least until you're all in private. He does envy the liberal affections that the twins have with you, Floyd in particular doesn't care much about what others think, and Jade generally is more reserved than his brother, but will still give you chaste kisses when saying hello/goodbye. Azul, at most, will hold hands and maybe tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ears, something he often does during quiet moments.
It may be silly, but he gets a little jealous at seeing y'all share PDA when he's still getting used to the new dynamic. So he's coaxing you to come help him clean up! Look at his hands, they're absolutely stained with ink! Won't you please help him clean up Angelfish? 🥺
It backfires as the twins also take the opportunity to “care” for Azul. Instead of letting you fuss over him quickly, they decide that this is a sign that he's much too tired to continue working, look at the mess he made! It's time to close his office early and cuddle pile in his bedroom!! Jade's making the extra effort to run a bath in the absurdly large tub in Azul's private bathroom, while Floyd is running around collecting pillows and blankets to make a nest/fort. You do your do diligence and help Jade tend to him, causing him to get more and more flustered.
The night ends with the twins teasing the silly little octopus for wanting some tending from the shrimp. They're complaining that he never asks for affection like that from them!!! Eels can be gentle too, we promise Azul~
#mochi asks#twst#twisted wonderland#jade leech#floyd leech#azul ashengrotto#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#jade leech x reader#floyd leech x reader#azul ashengrotto x reader#poly octotrio
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The housewarden's reactions to Yuu forgetting their names and calling them "that faggot over there" ? Please and tank yew :]
→ prompt :: housewardens and their reactions to being called “that faggot over there” by mc/yuu
→ custom req :: n/a
→ content warnings :: use of the f-slur, reader is assumed to like to draw in azul’s, very light spoilers for ch. 2 (not anything too big) ch. 5 (only what the arc is about), mc/yuu curses a lot
→ word count :: 1,852 words
→ A/N :: this sure is a request to start out with AGSKJASHJK but this was very fun to write <3 even if it's kinda badly done (also yes i can reclaim the slur, otherwise i wouldn't say it)
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riddle rosehearts
it happened in heartslabyul’s lounge.
riddle was helping deuce study magic history while you and grim were with ace.
you’d been talking about riddle but you’d forgotten his name in a brief moment of brain lag.
you were trying to figure it out when you saw him in the lounge helping deuce and pointed directly to him. “no, i mean that faggot over there, the red hair, what’s his name??”
almost instantly after you said this, ace snorted and both him and grim burst out laughing.
riddle, who’d overheard your conversation, whipped his head up and furrowed his brows.
he was absolutely flabbergasted.
you actually just called him that.
his face turned almost as red as his hair when he glanced at deuce and saw him trying not to laugh.
(a futile effort on deuce’s part that only made riddle angrier).
he slammed his hand onto the desk that deuce was currently cackling leaning against and stomped over to you and ace.
he gave you a firm talking-to about the use of that word in his dorm but you couldn’t really make out what he was saying because of ace’s laughter.
probably ended up ranting about it to trey about “can you believe the prefect actually called me that!?” “honestly yeah, i can.” “WHAT?!”
ace now brings this up every time you two pass riddle, no matter where you are (and it makes him extremely angry).
leona kingscholar
you and ruggie were in the cafeteria during lunch.
the two of you had been talking about your opinions on random students in the cafeteria.
it was now your turn and you glanced around to find someone to talk about.
“that guy, over there, you know him, right?”
ruggie turned to see who you were pointing at, and turned back with furrowed brows. “jack?”
“no, not jack.” you gestured. “the fuckin’- the faggot lion.”
ruggie snorted and got the attention of the table next to you. “LEONA??”
you nodded.
“DID YOU JUST CALL LEONA A FAGGOT?!”
leona, even if he was completely across the loud cafeteria, could pinpoint ruggie’s voice from anywhere, to be completely honest.
he growled to himself as the cafeteria went quiet, several students turning to face him.
“yes, i called leona a faggot. i couldn’t remember his name, what did you expect me to call him?”
ruggie started cackling and so did half the cafeteria.
leona’s ears went back and he snarled. this bitch.
he knew letting ruggie hang out with the prefect was an awful idea.
he took his food with him and left the cafeteria.
this wasn’t something he was awake enough to deal with.
ruggie mentioned it earlier and leona had to physically restrain himself from using the king’s roar on the little shit.
he avoided you for like a week before he decided it was too much work and just gave up, but he still isn’t happy with you and will not let this go.
azul ashengrotto
happened at mostro lounge on a really slow day.
you were doodling in the lounge while you were eating.
jade and floyd, finding entertainment in your art, were watching with interest, floyd standing behind your seat and jade standing next to you, watching over your shoulder.
they watched as you flipped to a new page and began to sketch what looked like a person.
“what’cha drawin’ now, shrimpy?”
you hummed as you looked up to say something but you stopped, forgetting his name. fuck, what was it?
“your boss. i can’t remember his name.”
jade held a hand up at floyd, who was about to tell you. “no, you can do it, prefect. try to remember.”
conveniently, azul had come out with the drink and food you’d ordered at that moment.
you pointed at him. “him- the- that faggot right there!”
azul nearly dropped the platter he was holding.
floyd was cackling and you even heard jade snort trying to hold back a laugh.
azul, meanwhile, turned bright red in the face and set the platter down on your table.
“that’s rude and uncalled for.” azul would say before turning on his heel.
“jade, you’re in charge. don’t come get me.”
and he ran off into the VIP room in the lounge.
floyd couldn’t breathe. even jade was chuckling.
you had just said what popped into your head, why was azul so flustered over it?
later, however, jade and floyd were teasing azul about it.
azul, pacing, shoved his face into his hands.
“how did mc know?!”
neither of the tweels have let him live this down.
kalim al-asim
you and jamil had been studying together, and were now on your way back to scarabia.
somehow, the conversation had made it’s way to talking about some of the crazy things you’ve done at this school so far.
“and then one time, me and this guy accidentally tripped floyd in mostro lounge and we had to run so fast to shake him, which was absolutely terrifying. i can’t remember his name but i wish i knew him better.”
jamil shook his head. “how do you not know this guy’s name? it sounds like you’ve done quite a lot together.”
“no, i can describe him, you know his name. he has like, white hair, and he’s in scarabia, i think.”
“you’ll have to be a lot more specific.”
you were about to keep trying (and failing) to describe this guy, when you saw him talking to another scarabia member.
you pointed at him. “that faggot right there! that’s who i’m talking about!”
jamil furrowed his brows as kalim turned around and pointed at himself.
“are you talking about kalim?”
“yes! that’s his name!”
“and you just called kalim a faggot?!”
kalim, upon hearing this, snorted a laugh.
he was not flustered in the slightest.
if anything, he thought it was hilarious that jamil was so surprised.
“yes i did, and you can’t deny it!”
jamil’s jaw dropped as he stared at kalim, who was now laughing heartily.
“i can’t believe you.”
kalim followed jamil into the kitchen as he stormed away.
you left scarabia giggling to yourself. you hadn’t seen jamil that surprised ever.
meanwhile, with the other two, as jamil began to get ready to cook something for kalim, he sat in a chair and kicked his legs.
“jamil, you’re smart, what’s a faggot?”
jamil almost tripped over himself. that was not expected.
vil schoenheit
probably happened while you were practicing for the SDC.
vil had the idea that maybe some makeup might tie together the look for the actual performance.
so, he pulled you and epel off to do your makeup.
he was out in the lobby while you and epel were waiting with your bangs tied out of your faces in the bathroom, awaiting vil’s return.
there was a bit of an awkward silence until you turned to epel.
“so, does this always happen?”
“wha’ddya mean?”
“like, do you always get your makeup done like this?”
epel raises a brow. “huh?”
you sigh. “like, does what’s-his-face pull you off to do your makeup a lot?”
epel snorts. “what’s-his-face?”
you groan. “i can’t remember his name, the fuckin’-”
vil, conveniently, enters at that moment and you turn to him.
you point and look back at epel. “this faggot.”
epel snorted and you couldn’t help but snicker too, until you looked at vil.
that man looked so offended.
he set the makeup bag on the sink and turned to face the both of you.
“what did you just call me?!”
epel’s giggling doesn’t help when you try to answer seriously.
“you heard me.”
“you do realize that is highly disrespectful? especially for someone so much better than you?”
epel can’t stop laughing.
“epel.”
“sorry, vil.”
man’s angry but he’s really good at covering it, being an actor and all.
he makes you and epel sit in silence while he does your makeup and then makes you practice extra for the SDC, which you and epel were both complaining about.
he would hold a grudge against this for the rest of the time you attend NRC.
idia shroud
you were on a voice call during a multiplayer game idia had asked you to play with him.
it was you, idia and someone who goes by the username “muscle red”.
muscle red and idia were both muted but were in the call while the three of you were playing.
idia almost didn’t make it to you to heal you and you began to shout about it in the microphone.
muscle red had messaged you in the private group chat you three were in, asking what you were shouting about.
to which you spoke aloud that “this fucker almost didn’t get to me in time!”
you three weren’t the only ones in the game, so muscle red had asked who you were talking about.
“i can’t remember his name,” you began, but you @ him in the chat. “i mean this faggot.”
the chat was flooded then with keysmashes on idia’s part and several LMAO’s from muscle red (who had, thankfully, began to pick up how to text in online spaces).
most of idia’s messages were as follows;
“WHAT T HEJFUCK WHAT TH EFUCK”
“WHY?????”
“ME??????”
“YOU JUST CALLDE ME A FAGOGOT”
“HWO DI YOU KNWO???”
“AAASHAWMNAHETRGHJEAFS”
“KMS KMS KMS KMS”
quite frankly, it was hilarious.
meanwhile, idia was screaming in his room so loudly that ortho had entered and asked him what was wrong.
he ended up telling ortho in absolute dismay.
muscle red sends screenshots of this occasionally and idia hates it every. time.
malleus draconia
it was late at night outside of ramshackle.
you were with ace talking about some of the housewardens compared to riddle.
he’d been talking about them for a while and you cut him off to bring up one of them.
“i haven’t actually met him really but i’m sure you know him, shit, what’s his name…”
“you haven’t met like half of the housewardens. that’s not specific enough.”
you sighed and made gestures with your hands. “he’s like, okay, i think he’s the housewarden? but like, i can’t remember his name, shit-”
ace begun to chuckle as you struggled.
“he comes around here, he might be here soon enough and i’ll just show you-”
sure enough, someone familiar caught your eye. you pointed and ace turned to look.
“that faggot!”
ace covered his mouth to try not to laugh as malleus tilted his head.
“is that the name you’ve decided on calling me, child of man?”
ace’s soul nearly left his body right then and there.
“you just called malleus a faggot,” ace whisper-yelled.
“yes i did, and i’m not wrong.”
malleus watched the two of you argue about this with intrigue.
“what exactly is a faggot?”
ace’s eyes widened and you snorted as ace grabbed your arm and pulled you into ramshackle.
he dragged you off too soon, in malleus’s opinion. that was a fun conversation to witness.
he went to lilia, who was more up-to-date on current terms, and asked him what a faggot was.
he was extremely confused when lilia burst out laughing and left saying he “had to tell sebek and silver about this”.
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I decided to write a little something that was a little...self indulgent~
Should you want more of my own personal desires in your writing, just request the House Special in your message~
Title: Mostro’s New Toy
Characters: Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, m!Reader
Contains: dark themes(dubcon, kidnapping), contractual agreement, bondage, blindfolds, mouth covering/gag, free use kink
Fandom: Twisted Wonderland
Full request below the cut
All characters are 18+
MINORS, FEM ALIGNED, AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DNI
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It had been a week since your end of the bargain was fulfilled. Though you had no magic for payment, Azul had stated he would figure something out and not to worry about it, so after meeting your end of the deal, you were starting to get fidgety when a week had passed and yet nothing had happened yet.
You were rushing to your next class, cursing yourself for being late because of Grim’s antics and for looking away from him for a moment. You started to cut across the courtyard when an arm grabbed you from the bushes. You were about to scream for help when a white gloved hand silenced you. More specifically, it was the duct tape under the hand that kept you quiet, allowing your attacker to hold you firmly in two arms.
“Eaaasy, Shrimpy. No need to get loud~”
The nickname and voice was more than enough to at least solve the question of who was doing this. You muffled out his name, any struggling soon subsiding knowing you weren’t in any actual danger.
Though you couldn’t see, Floyd was giving a dopey grin. “Just here collecting some debt. Azul’s order’s. Time to pay up~”
Retrieving a bottle from his pocket, he shattered it against the ground, pieces flying as smoke surrounded you two, teleporting you back to Octavinelle.
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Floyd stood with you still in his arms, the two of you now present in front of the Mostro’s manager, Azul in his VIP room. Jade stood beside him, as though ready to act if necessary.
“Terribly sorry for the scare,” Azul started, speaking from behind interlocked fingers, “but you see I’ve figured out the payment I desire from you.”
You tried to speak, but the tape remained firmly in place, only muffling your speech. Azul merely carried on, as if you weren’t trying to object.
“Oh no need to worry about it! Truly, this is the best thing you could give! Jade? If you’d please.”
“Yes, sir.” Jade began to step over to Floyd, the two of them giving the other a look that seemed to be one that only twins could understand. He opened his jacket, retrieving a bundle of deep green rope that was concealed in an inner pocket. Floyd spun you around, holding onto your shoulders and looking down at you with a threatening gaze and speaking in a serious, menacing tone.
“I’d stay still if I were you, unless you want to be squeezed.” It was that look that screamed “try it”. If you moved, be it trying to run off or even just a muscle, you knew it wouldn’t end well. Jade then grabbed your arms, pressing your wrists together and wrapping the surprisingly soft rope around them. He tied them off in a way that didn’t hurt but kept your wrists firmly together, effectively now leaving you at the mercy of the tweels before you.
“I’m sure you’ve figured it out by now, but I’ll tell you anyway, out of the kindness of my heart.” As Azul spoke, a strip of cloth covered your eyes. You were now blind, mute, and unable to fend for yourself in anyway. “I’ve decided your body will be perfect payment. I’ll have you situated in a way where patrons can come in, and use you the way they see fit. The blindfold is for confidentiality, of course, and the tape? Well that’s just for show. If they want to take it off they can~”
You’d be lying if you tried to object. The idea sent a heat straight to your groin, and you could feel a pressure at the zipper of your jeans as you hummed softly.
The brothers were already working on you, leading you into a new spot before pushing you down to your knees. The positioned you like a doll, spreading your legs open before unbuttoning your pants to reveal a partially hard, boxer covered phallus.
“Heeeeeyyy~ Little Shrimpy here is already enjoying himself~ You get off to the idea of this~?”
Hearing it out loud, especially from Floyd, only embarrassed you, and you shook your head to deny it.
“Such a thing is hard to deny when the evidence is right there, (y/n).” Jade’s voice sounded like velvet, smooth and calm. “It’s clear you’re quite aroused by this. There is no shame in admitting it.”
You shook your head with a small “mm-mm”, denying it, but deep down, you knew that lie wouldn’t last long, as Jade was right.
“Now boys,” Azul’s footsteps thudded against your ears as you heard him walk over. “I think we should find out if our new attraction is ready for the guests. What do you think?”
“Oh I get first dibs on Shrimpy?! I wanna test him out!” Floyd sounded all too excited by the idea, and you were already wondering what someone like him would do.
“Mmmm!” You let out an uncontrollable whine, but it went ignored.
“Oh please, Floyd. You’ll ruin our new toy before he even has a chance.” A small laugh laced Jade’s voice. “What if we tested him out together?”
“Wonderful idea!” Azul was more than willing to allow such a thing, his footsteps starting to soften as he stepped to the door. “I’ll be back in an hour. Try not to break our new plaything before I get back.”
“Yes, sir./Yeah, boss!”
The door opened and closed, and you were now alone with the brothers. Thought you couldn’t see them, you could feel their predatory gazes on you before their hands made first contact.
This…will be exciting…~ ❤️
#kaisers house of desires#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland Floyd#twisted wonderland Jade#twisted wonderland Azul#floyd leech#twst floyd#jade leech#twst jade#azul ashengrotto#twst azul#x male reader#x male smut#x male y/n#x reader#twst smut
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title: Beauty is in the Eye of the Eel - [Floyd]
summary: ‘Beautiful’ had been your first word uttered when seeing the twins’ true form. You thought it had gone unheard but perhaps it didn't.
ship: Floyd x gn!reader
word count: 994
note: just a reminder that both can be read separately/the fics are not connected!
Read on AO3 || Jade’s part
Floyd hardly bothers himself with the smaller things in life. Hearing you call his true form 'beautiful' meant nothing to him. Not at first, anyway. The only thing on his mind at the time was wanting to squeeze you and your friends with his entire body. Because that was all that mattered.
But now, that one little word is coming back to haunt him. As if it's trying to get revenge for ignoring it for so long. It's stupid, really. He doesn't care about being called pretty or not. It's just annoying that it lingers in his mind because it came from you.
And he wants to hear you say it again.
The eel huffs and pouts. This odd feeling nags at him and he hates it. Rather than letting his temper simmer into a fiery rage, he decides to search for you. Floyd is intent on dragging that word out from you. And if you don't remember what you said those few months ago, he would make you remember.
"Shrimpy~!" His nickname rings out within the hallway as he spots your figure amongst the sea of students. A pathway is suddenly formed as he makes his way toward you. Long strides were taken so that the eel can capture his prey.
"Floyd?!" You squeak out his name as his steps sound like they're turning into a mad dash. You're given a clear view of him as he makes his approach. While you think to run, it's foolish. He's too fast and there is nowhere to hide. But the option is cast aside when you notice something different about him. His smile isn’t as wide as it normally would be- could he be in a bad mood? Usually, you could tell, but today it was a little harder to do so.
"Shrimpy," he whines out, arms slithering around your shoulders as he plops his head over yours. His hold is tight, yet not enough to suffocate you. "We gotta talk."
You know your place whenever he captures you. There is no choice no matter what mood he’s in.
"Alright, about what?"
"Hmm..." He hums, gaze drifting around the hallway. "Don't wana talk out here." And with that, he frees you from his grasp only to take your hand and drag you elsewhere.
You let out a yelp in surprise. Holding back a sigh, you resign to your fate. It’s something you’ve adjusted to. You were the one he could go to and wouldn’t fight back. Sometimes, you would with such weak protests, and other times you could make some fun deals with him. Regardless, it was always a win in his book as long as he could spend time with you.
"Floyd? Where are we going?"
You've gone through the mirror and into his dorm. The lounge is brimming with life and you think that maybe he's brought you over under the guise of getting you to work with him. Or use you as an excuse not to work. But when you keep walking, he ignores the tables and students and goes past the usual scene, then you begin to worry.
Floyd never gives you an answer. He leads you into a room that's further than you've ever been, one secluded from others. It's here that he finally frees your hand and he steps aside to let you take in the sight.
Half of the room seems to be submerged in water, mimicking a tank at an aquarium. It's spacious and held behind a layer of glass. It makes you feel as if you're walking on the ocean floor. Which, surprisingly, you have done before so you know the feeling. Except for this time, you're allowed to peer into the water and enjoy the calming sight.
Mesmerized, you don't notice the ladder in the corner of the room nor the eel climbing it. Only when he makes a splash into the tank do you come to your senses. Especially since the water had trickled onto you.
"Floyd?" You call out for him as you attempt to wipe off the water that touched your skin. You take a step towards the tank. He's in there, you know it, but where? The tank seems to be deeper than you initially thought. You place a hand against the glass, another follows as you peer into the depths of the ocean.
A familiar shadow appears and you try to find the caster. No matter where you look, all you can see is blue. Nothing else. You're about to give up and dive in when-
"Shrimpy!"
"Ah!"
Out of seemingly nowhere, Floyd appears. Pale hands with dark claws bang against the glass. The eel has his mouth open, smiling and showing off his teeth that now look sharper. Then there's the fact his legs are gone and replaced with a long, gorgeous tail. His skin color has lost its human color and reverted to its original green and white hues.
"Your face is priceless," Floyd laughs.
He watched you go from surprised to gawking in under a second. The change was so fast that he found it funny.
"Wh-What are you doing in there? Like that?"
"I wanted to see that look on your face again." He answers. He lowers his hand to meet yours, the stupid glass separating them. "Thought you liked looking at me when I'm like this."
Your cheeks turn red like Goldfish, but the color looks better on you. You struggle to get a response out and when no words come through, you simply look elsewhere. For a moment. You can't help but look back and have your eyes linger on such a beautiful creature.
And Floyd loves it.
Even if he didn't get you to say it, your eyes speak for you. The way they glisten and admire every bit of his body. All of your attention belongs to him. And he's intent on keeping it this way. After all, you’re his beautiful Shrimpy.
#twisted wonderland#floyd leech#twisted wonderland x reader#floyd leech x reader#gn reader#twst x reader#twst#floyd leech x you#octavinelle
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my mind is just tweels, Jade and Floyd are Totally my lovers, so can I ask them + public sex? I can see tottaly Azul done w/ them
You can decide if they share the mc or not
Love public sex and exhibition and these definitely gonna be in your sex life if you're with either or both if the tweels hgdfhg
>ageless and minors dni<
Tweels x AFAB Reader: Unsanitary
Reader is Yuu and GN they/them. Has afab parts and a soft tum.
Content Warning: Public sex, sex at work/the lounge, oral (vaginal and anal), dp in two holes, getting caught having sex at work, exhibition, Jade and Floyd being assholes, Azul being flustered as hell
"You horny bastards. Can't you wait until after closing?" Yuu sighs as two pairs of hands began to undo their clothing in the walk in freezer of Monstro Lounge. Jade stands behind them, tugging off their bottoms, while Floyd stands in front of them, ripping buttons off of Yuu's shirt and he yanks their shirt open.
"Hey!" Yuu grabs Floyd's arm. "You better replace that!"
"Don't worry, Shrimpy. I'll give you one of mine." Floyd giggles as his hands up Yuu's bare torso and pulls off their shirt, letting it fall to the floor.
"You know that won't fit me."
"It's not my fault you're so small..." Floyd licks his lips. "And tasty."
Yuu cheeks turn a faded pink, and they let out an exasperated groan. "Fine, whatever."
"Does that mean I can rip these off you?" Jade chuckles while he pulls the elastic of your madol store underwear and lets it go, having it snap against your skin. "I promise to replace them with a much nicer pair. Ones that will look so delectable on you."
"Can't the two of you not be ravenous fo-" Yuu's retort is cut short when they feel Floyd's long tongue lick up their neck.
Jade leans in and whispers by Yuu's ear. "I didn't hear a no."
"Fine!" Yuu growls. "You better get me something I can actually wear and not something crotchless again."
"Hm, no promises." Jade rips your underwear off your body.
Yuu sighs again. "Asshole."
The two eels chuckle as they shift to sitting on their knees. Yuu's hands shoot up to cover your mouth as a long tongue enters each of your holes. Floyd's tongue immediately goes in deep and fucking the human's cunt while Jade's tongue teases the ring of their asshole. It doesn't take long for Yuu's thighs to start shaking.
Jade plunges his tongue deeper and pushes two fingers into their asshole, spreading their hole open, while Floyd uses the base of his tongue to rub Yuu's clit while the rest of his tongue fucks their cunt. The knot in Yuu's stomach builds up more and more until it finally snaps. Yuu cums, hard, and the two eels have to hold them to keep them from falling as the human cums around their tongues. As the orgasm passes, the two eels pull out their tongues and stand, holding Yuu between them, and spread the human's legs.
The two eels position the tips of their cocks at the humam's holes. Yuu lets out a loud moan as the two push into them. Floyd immediately pushes himself balls deep into Yuu's cunt and ruts into them again and again fast and hard. Jade pushes his cock in slowly then drags it back so only the tip is inside. He slowly pushes himself further and further in until he's finally in all the way to the base of his cock.
Yuu grabs onto the two eels for dear life. One hand is tangled in Floyd's hair while the other reaches behind them and grabs the back of Jade's neck. Yuu can't stop the moans coming out for them. The names of both eels falls from their lips again and again. Yuu is so close to cumming-
"What do you think you're doing!?" The door to the walk-in freezer is slammed open as a very red faced Azul stands in the doorway. Yuu looks on, horrified, as Jade and Floyd laugh in response and continue thrusting into them.
"Sorry- Ah! Wait-" Yuu tries to form a sentence, but both of the eels just rut into the human harder. Yuu struggles to fight against their orgasm and fails. Yuu cums hard around the eels cocks as Azul, their boss, watches with a deep blush. The two eels rut into the human even faster. Finally the both if them cum, filling Yuu's cunt and ass then pull their cocks put. Cum drips down Yuu's thighs as their holes pulse around open air.
"Enjoying the show?" The two eels laugh as Azul slams the door and storms off back to his office.
"Why do you two have to be so cruel?" Yuu whines.
"Huh?" Floyd cackles. "Is little Shrimpy angry at us?"
"I think I know a way to fix that." Jade smirks.
You don't know how many times you cum. Floyd and Jade take turns using each of your holes, fucking your ass, your cunt, your face. You almost collapse and fall the the floor again and again, but each time they catch you and manhandle you into whatever position they please. They cum in every hole and they paint your body as well. You're so fucked out of it, you don't even realize closing has already happened until the two tweels carry you out of the freezer and to their bedroom.
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Almost getting kidnapped thing, but this time the guys are prepared for it to prevent it as Yuu have no idea that they where almost gotten kidnapped
The hunt is on!!
In the name of friendship and a little but of love-
Idia was the first to see the prince who wanted to kidnap Yuu so he informed the first Years. Jack and Grim were the distraction and the other go and hunt him down. Epel was the one to find him and they all cased him to the hall of mirror's, and the first Mirror he goes through is Heartslabyul. Sebek yelled for all the boy's attention and to capture the threat that is trying to take the perfect away from NRC, this caused a wave of boy's commanded by Riddle's cry of "OFF WITH HIS HEAD!!" Cater's clones multiplying and running after him, even Trey wasn't going to help this boy. Somehow he escaped!
Jack was able to text Ruggie what happened and the Hyena informed Leona who was pissed. He walked onto his balcony and roared, causing everyone to turn to their dorm leader "A HUNT IS ON GO AND CAPTURE THAT PRINCE!!" The crowd of Savanahclaw boy's rushed off since their leader gave them a order. Ruggie laughed "That prince messed with the one wrong perfect huh?" Leona grumbled and walked out of his room, since he want's to have fun with the prince too.
With Heartslabyul and Savanahclaw boys running around looking for the prince it was only a matter of time till Octavinelle's eels caught wind of whats happening. And were the ones to find the prince trying to sneak into their dorm. Dumb move if anything. Floyd was the one to throw a table at him "Come here little guppie I won't hurt you~" He said as he stalked closer, While his brother went off to tell Azul of the poor unfortunate soul who got caught in their water's. The prince held a pretty good fight with Floyd who wanted to squeeze him tight for trying to take away shrimpy.
Azul hurried to inform Jamil of the matter in case that boy did escape their clutches which was unlikely. Jamil had the Scrabia boy's be ready and sent them off to distract Yuu with something. Epel slipped off to tell Rook and to make it quick so Vil can try that new potion he's been working on. Rook informed the Pomefiore dormleader who, decide he would use that boy as a test subject since he dare come onto school ground and take away his potato! And so he sent Rook to aid in the hunt since, it has been a while for him.
Vil sent other Pomefiore boys to Yuu to help distract since they need a break from all of this kidnapping marriage stuff. Mean while in Octavinelle the boy was able to slip away by throwing a student at Floyd who was hyper focused on him. But as the boy rushed out of the mirror to the hall he was met by Rook "To make this even more fun I'll give you a 3 second head start!" He smiled as he focused his eyes on the boy "Run, run as fast as you can~" The prince freaked and rushed off to the Ignihyde dorm, who was watching the camera's around the school. Idia already had Sent Ortho to the Dorm entrance since he saw all the other dorms failing. Most of the student's acted like they didn't see him since it would let his guard down.
Till a Savanaclaw boy kicked the door open and Rook ran in "Come here little prey~" He stalked off and Ortho had to inform them of Idia's plan. While all of this was going on Sebek was able to run to Diasomnia and tell Lilia, Silver, and Young master to distract Yuu since everyone was on a hunt. Malleus was happy to do so, Silver went with him while Lilia laughed "Fufufu it's been a while since I fought someone~" And they went their separate ways.
And oh~ Back in Ignihyde Rook found the Prince and dragged him out while he screamed, "Oh my Monsieur~ Please don't scream now! You'll have more to scream about when my Roi du Poison, shows his dangerously beautiful side~" The prince's heart sank more as he saw on both side of him being dragged down a long hall of the NRC boy's glaring down at him. Dangerous growls and cackles were heard as he was dragged, kicked, spat on, and humiliated by the villain's of the school. As the mirror of Pomefiore loomed over him as he was thrown into it, Rook's eyes shined as other's did too, shouts of death and torture was yelled out as he did as well.
As the prince opened his eyes he saw a person looming over him "Listen here you VERMIN!" A heel crushed into his stomach, he shouted, a dark chuckle rang out "Squeal more little pig and I'll roast you alive!" A crowd of people then surrounded him "Drag this filth to the potion room!" Giggles and laughter was all around him as hands grabbed and ripped at him "Vil's going to ruin him!" He was about to rip his hands out of someone's grip but was knocked out.
With Yuu they were having a pretty good tea time with Malleus and some of the different student's in the dorm's. It was very nice to talk with people they haven't spoken too in a while. But they couldn't help but wounder where Vil was, Rook popped out of a bush and kissed their hand "Roi du Poison send's his regards Trickster, but he wanted me to give you this!" He showed off a Poison Apple broach. It looked so beautiful they pinned it on their dress shirt and the boy's complemented it saying how it brought out their smile. Rook smiled, Vil was right about turning that boy into something useful~
#yuu gets kidnapped and almost married off#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland yuu#The boys almost kill a man?? Not clickbait!!
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Octavinelle general NSFW
i feel guilty for not posting any works in such a long time so i decided to just cram this in my schedule since i dont feel like studying i swear im doing all the matchups once the exam period is over just give me time AAAAAA anyway i hope u enjoy this? idk it just randomly hit me while i was laying in bed.
TW/CW: NSFW MDNI, mention of blood, GN!Reader, not proofread :>
Azul Ashengrotto
Relatively gentle in bed but if you do something that manages to agitate or rile him up further, you better start praying. Despite his submissive demeanor, he can get rough and demanding in bed. He'll have you bent over his work desk as he pounds himself into you, one hand holding you down by your neck and the other leaving marks on your thigh.
When you're the one in control however, which is more often that you think, he may even be too embarrassed to face you while you bounce up and down on his embarrassingly hard dick. He's too embarrassed to initiate anything like playing with your nipples or dirty talking and the like, so you have to guide him along the way. He wants to please you that's for sure, he's just not entirely sure of what would feel good and what doesn't.
He's really bad at keeping his boner in his pants tbh, though he won't outright admit what he wants and when he wants it; he much rather go with the flow. When it comes to quickies, he's terribly afraid of getting caught especially when you're bouncing up and down on his lap in an empty classroom, but too lost in pleasure to stop you.
Very vocal, always whining. He's into dumbification, up until the point where he can't think straight and the only thing leaving his mouth is a string of incoherent words and desperate whines and grunts. Always very needy but too afraid to admit it; it's not like you can't tell anyway.
Floyd Leech
Extremely rough and dominant, he always makes sure he gets what he wants. Be it quickies in an empty closet or behind the drink bar of the Mostro Lounge; the very idea of getting caught in the act pushes him to go harder on you.
He's very obviously going to use his sharp teeth and nails on you, how naive of you to think that he wouldn't. His favourite place to bite is your shoulders. His teeth so sharp, occasionally drawing out a little blood while he flicks his tongue over your wound. Of course he apologises for hurting you, but it's not like he cares that much either; watching you writhe under his touch is more than enough to push him over the edge.
He never starts slow; he's going to be so rough on you that slow, sappy, romantic sex will never be enough for you to reach your climax. He's going to make sure that you can't walk the next day, constantly clinging onto him for support as he teases you about what happened.
However when it's you who happens to be needy instead of him, you better prepare yourself because he's going to make you beg and work for what you want. Good things never come easily, haven't you heard? Having you bounce on his lap isn't merely enough for him, so he's going to have you under him in less than a minute.
Never goes for just one round; who do you think he is? He's going to make you orgasm at least 3 times in one session before stopping, of course no breaks in between. He has no particular kinks, but he really enjoys when he asks you questions but knows damn well you can't give him a proper answer. He also really enjoys edging you and fucking you to tears.
"What's that? You want me to stop? You have to use your words, shrimpy~♡"
Jade Leech
His style may vary, but safe to say that this little mer is completely and utterly sadistic. Tying you up in ropes as you struggle against the dead knots, cuffing you up to the bed to restrict your movement; you name it, he'll do it.
Similar to his twin, he likes making you beg and work for what you want, one downside of it though is that he's very patient and good at controlling his desires. It's not uncommon that he's the one laughing to himself about how you're all over him and how you wet your underwear.
He's a teasing little shit; he touched your waist and inner thighs in the middle of class for whatever reason. As much as you hate to admit it, he knows your body better than you do.
In the bedroom however, he's not as vocal as you'd think. Too focused on pleasing you, he's not prone to moaning, at most letting out the occasional grunts and groaning. He likes whispering innuendos into your ear and watching you shudder under him, hot breath tickling your ear. It doesn't matter whether or not whatever he whispers to you is shocking or not since he never fails to catch you off guard.
He likes flicking his fingernails over your hard nipples and kissing your inner thigh teasingly, leading up to your sex but stopping right as he reaches your sensitive spots. Loves the feeling of you clamp around his girth as he slides himself in and out of you, working his fingers all over your body.
"We aren't nearly done yet, I decide when you have enough. Sorry, doll~"
#twst x reader#twst smut#twisted wonderland smut#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland#jade leech x reader#azul ashengrotto x reader#floyd leech x reader#floyd leech smut#octavinelle#jade leech smut#azul ashengrotto smut#twst#twst octavinelle
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I really like your smut writing! So can I please request some spicy headcanons for Floyd, Epel, Riddle and Idia with a fem s!o who surprises them by sending a nudes? How would they react? Thank you^^
Aaa thank you so much!!! I’m p new to this writing/requests thing so I’m really glad you like it! :’)
Warnings: light degradation on Riddle’s part
A/N: this piece of writing is purely 18+. Minors do not interact
NSFW below the cut
Floyd Leech x Fem!Reader
You and Floyd are practically inseparable. You spend so much time together that you feel so sad and empty when he’s gone doing something else!
So when Floyd has work at the lounge or basketball practice, who can blame you when you say you felt a bit lonely? You decide to send your lovely eel boyfriend some photos back in your bedroom while you’re alone.
The body parts you decide to send photos of are your breasts and ass, specifically the parts Floyd loves to squeeze! Well, he loves to squeeze all of you, but he favors those because you make some really cute noises when he does it!
Floyd would take one look at his cell phone, immediately drop everything he’s doing and come find you. If he was working at the lounge then he would drop his tray. If he were at basketball practice he would just straight up leave. His stuff would still be there LOL.
He would definitely be rough with you (as if he isn’t normally) and remove any clothing you had on, if you still had any on, and fuck you multiple times for sending those photos to him while he was away! Don’t you know how much he missed you already?
Floyd pays special attention to use his hands to squeeze your breasts, nipples, or ass with his fingers while he’s ramming his cock deep in your cunt, his head kissing your cervix with each thrust.
It hadn’t even been 3 minutes after you clicked ‘send’ on those photos for Floyd. He didn’t even respond to you, which had you feeling a bit sad. Usually he replied within the minute! You covered your naked form up loosely with the white sheet, which accentuated your body shape even while draped with it.
“Shrimpyyy~” an eerily sweet voice called out in the hallways leading up to your room, leaving you with goosebumps. Suddenly your door burst open and Floyd was standing there, obvious tent in his pants.
“Hi Floyd…” you called out to him. Floyd’s eyes widened and his smile grew large. “You look like a siren Shrimpy…. you’re making me wanna squeeeeze you~” The eel merman closed the distance between you and ripped the sheet off your body, exposing you completely.
Epel Felmier x Fem!Reader
Epel would probably be busy with Vil, learning how to use some new product Vil was promoting soon.
Epel hears a ding on his phone saying you texted him but ignores it since Vil is trying to lecture him. He will definitely get back to you soon! If it was urgent you would call him.
Once Vil is finished with him, Epel finally returns to his room, and opens your text. He definitely doesn’t expect to see you scantily clad in a lavender set of lingerie!!!
Y/N: “Hey my favorite farmboy~ I know you’re probably busy right now but I bought this while I was thinking about you. I’m getting hungry, and I would love to have an apple in my mouth right now. Come over soon~”
Epel gulps down and feels his cock starting to harden in his pants. A part of him just wants to video call you and have phone sex but another part of him wants to ravage you in person!
He would definitely be happy he opened that text in his room!!! Vil didn’t need to see Epel getting so worked up over this.
“I’m on my way now.” He sends the text quickly.
Epel would remove any bits of makeup on his face before heading over to your dorm, bringing over some snacks. Beads of sweat were already starting to build on his face as he enters and heads toward your room.
When he finally gets there, he’s sweet at first when it comes to foreplay and kisses, but you want to see his real side and he wants to show it to you too! Epel would roughly slap your ass and fuck you doggystyle, while you’re screaming out his name, lingerie thrown on the floor along with his own clothes.
“Y/N..?” Epel knocks on your door and opens it, peeking around to see you in bed. “Come here, Epel. I’ve been waiting for a while now, and I want to see how well this set matches with your hair, preferably with your head between my legs~?” You finally used your pointer finger to beckon for him to come closer, in which he quickly did. The boy didn’t hide the way his eyebrows quirked in determination as he smiled eagerly. He knelt down and pulled your panties off, shoving his tongue into your leaking hole.
Riddle Rosehearts x Fem!Reader
Riddle was a changed person after his incident when you were still a new student. You grew to love him and it ultimately led to you two being in a relationship!
Riddle was always very gentle with you when it came to being intimate, you often wanted him to be a bit rougher with you but he said “it wouldn’t be chivalrous”.
You decide to take matters into your own hands by building up tension - you start breaking rules here and there. Riddle would forgive you at first but once he noticed how often you did it, his face would turn red and his voice would raise, yet he still forgave you!
You decide to send a photo of yourself in his bedroom, dressed in a red babydoll lingerie set, your body spread out on his sheets. If you’re bold, you also take pictures with his crown atop your head, showing off the way your nipples perked in the set.
Y/N: “Riddle my dear~, I’ve been so bad. You know it, and I know it. Why don’t you come over here and punish me?”
This was the final straw - your punishment starts now. He’s forgiven your rule breaking so easily because he had a soft spot for you! But you knew this whole time you were breaking rules?!
Riddle storms in a few minutes after sending you many texts in all caps. Once he really sees you sprawled out so seductively on his bed, he can’t help but let his face go red as he swallows a lump in his throat.
His mixture of anger and arousal showed quite freely when he was fucking you into his bed, spewing light degradations towards you while teasing you for being such a whore.
Riddle hikes your leg up onto his shoulder, using it as a leverage to hit a new angle inside your already abused cunt. “So, you really were trying to break those rules on purpose, my rose?” Riddle panted while smirking down at your squealing form. “And then you come into my room while I’m not here, pose so lewdly on my bed, wearing that? I guess you are a dirty slut.” Riddle chuckled darkly, still fucking against your pussy. His grip on your leg tightened. “Say it. Tell me you’re a dirty slut, and maybe I’ll consider forgiving you…”
Idia Shroud x Fem!Reader
Idia… this guy lives his life digitally, he likes texting you frequently, and sometimes he still gets nervous seeing you in person, as your boyfriend!
One day he wasn’t texting you back, which had to mean he was PROBABLY busy gaming.
You decide to surprise him by getting into a cosplay of a character that you both liked. The costume was already a bit revealing but you decided to take it to the next level by sending upskirt pictures that accentuated your butt, and even shots of your panties being soaked under the skirt!
When Idia opened his texts, the photos of you flooded his screen and he screeched, shutting it off before Ortho could wonder what was wrong! “O-Ortho, could you please patrol the hallways right now? I just f-found out I have to do something. A-and,” the blue haired boy stuttered. “Feel free to start up conversations with the dorm members, for as long as you want, okay?” Ortho of course happily agreed and practically flew out of the room.
I can see Idia either calling you to come over or he would want to video call you and watch you bring yourself to orgasm.
Seeing you in those clothes though, I would imagine him reaalllyy wanting you to come over, though.
Idia called your phone and you could hear his shaky breath starting to talk. “Y-Y/N, could you nnh- come over, please? And, m-maybe wear a jacket over yourself, I want to see you wearing that outfit here, please…”
Once you get to Idia’s room, he pulls you eagerly in an embrace, and you feel his hard cock poking your stomach through his pants.
Idia loves to watch you bounce on his cock while you’re wearing the same exact cosplay in the photos!
“Aanh- Y/N-shi…” Idia covered his face with the sleeve of his shirt. His cheeks were radiating heat and his eyes were glazed over with pleasure. The skirt you wore was hiked up to your waist, shirt on the floor along with your bra. “Mm, Idia~ it feels so good, I’m so haaah, so close..!” You could only whimper out, feeling yourself clench around his cock. “C-cumming!!” He pulled you down into a kiss in which you both moaned into as you milked his hot cum into your greedy hole.
#idia shroud x reader#floyd leech#idia shroud#riddle rosehearts#epel felmier#epel felmier x reader#riddle rosehearts x reader#floyd leech x reader#twst smut#twisted wonderland smut#twst headcanons
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I'm so braindead I have absolutely no idea if Pocky Day is yesterday or today because different timezones and stuff. Also, I used the screenshot pocky game thingy several times so I made some scenarios out of them! Also, eating them while
Triggers: Mild nsfw for Floyd's part
Malleus, Che'nya, Floyd x male reader: pocky game scenarios
Result: He nibbles on his end very slowly and suddenly grabs your face.
"Tsunotarou, do you want to play a game with me?" You grabbed the pocky box out of the fridge and went back to the couch where your pal, Malleus was. "It depends, child of man. What game are you suggesting?"
"Pocky game! What you have to do is both players have to bite off the end of this Pocky stick and the one who manages to not break and hold onto it wins!" even if he would already agree because of how adorable you are, those sparkling eyes of yours makes him incapable of saying no.
"Alright, then. This isn't too bad than Lilia's games." You cheered in victory, "alright! Open your mouth~" he do as you say so as you also bite off your end. Isn't this exciting!?
Eh, I guess but not really. All of his bites are painfully slow but you don't want to complain since it's a little bit hard to talk with the stick in your mouth and also don't want to upset the fae. The only thing you could do is do bigger bites, expecting that you'll win. However, that is not the case as he does the unexpected.
He suddenly grabs your face midway and shoves you to a passionate kiss. You're shocked but go along with it to avoid awkwardness. The pocky was already broken a long time ago and he's just planning to suprise you as he knows where this is going.
When you both separated for air, he just left with a smile with his lips, chuckling at your blushed expression. You won but does that really matter after what had just happened?
Result: He takes the pocky and gives you a kiss, then licks his lips.
Stupid cat pun translations
Mew = you
Fur-end = friend
Purr-haps = perhaps
Fur = for
Unfurtunately = unfortunately
Furry = very
Meow = now
"What's that on mew hand, my fur-end?" Che'nya popped up in front of you only with his head, making you screech. He made a small "oops" and made his whole figure visible as you hold your chest in relief knowing that it's not a threat. He just giggled at your reaction.
"A-ah..Che'nya, it's you. I bought some pocky with me since it's pocky day." You scratched your neck in embarrassment. The only reason you bought this is to play with someone like in the movies but you're too much of a chicken to ask.
"I see, are mew purr-haps looking fur someone to play the game with?" he asked with a teasing tone as you flinched at his right assumption. You shyly nodded and looked down with slight shame. You took one "Well, aren't mew a cute one?" He approached you, making you confused and flustered.
You took one of them out to prepare yourself. "H-huh?..do you want to play or someth-" you were cut off by him when he gives a quick kiss you on the lips, making you freeze on the spot. "Unfurtunately, I'm furry busy right meow but, hope this will make it up!"
The enigma of a man disappeared from your view but you didn't really react. You were too shocked to even realise the missing pocky that was on your hand.
Result: You two played but you broke it near the end, making him smirk.
"Shrimpy~ what's that on your hand?" Floyd hugged your figure from behind and looked at you with rather.. Loving eyes? You're unsure. "Oh, It's Pocky day and I decided to buy a few packs. Do you know the pocky game?" You offered him a stick and he accepted it with no hesitance.
"Hm? What's that?~" despite already having a stick in his mouth, he took some from the box "It's a game where two players bite the end of the Pocky and the one who bites the most wins!" you're unsure why you sound so happy talking about this but you don't care.
"Oooooh~ so intresting! Do you wanna try, shrimpy?" You almost dropped your pocky when you fully processed his offer. "w-WHAT!?" "You heard me!" so he isn't joking, you thought. Oh well, guess you'll oblige. You don't have a choice if it involves the Octavinelle trio.
"Ok~ The winner can do whatever they want to the loser for the day, deal?" You went to panic mode for a few seconds but went back to normal. I mean, it's just a simple game, there's literally no way you can lose, right? No. You were wrong.
You regretted this, so much. This man is biting like he's supposed to do but he has the audacity to pull you closer with one of his hands inside your shirt, rubbing your body in a rather erotic matter. Is this his tactic to making you lose? Probably and unfortunately, it worked.
You couldn't handle it. He was way too close and he literally just grabbed your ass. You broke it off and stepped back. You looked at him, only to see him have a sly smirk plastered on his face.
"Looks like I won! Remember our deal, dear shrimpy?~" he cooed while cornering you to a wall.
I got a brain aneurism while trying to type Che'nya's full name.
-𝕸𝖎𝖗𝖎
#twisted wonderland#twst wonderland#twst writing#twst malleus#malleus draconia#malleus x reader#twst chenya#alchemi alchemivich pinka#che'nya#chenya x reader#twst floyd#floyd leech#floyd x reader#twisted wonderland x mc#twisted wonderland x reader#twisted wonderland x you#x male reader#male reader
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“i can hold the world in my hands” ver vi - ace, jack, epel & sebek
If you're still doing holding the world writing— how about with Ace, Ruggie, Jack, Lilia and Epel?
- from Anonymous
Hi there!~ May I request "I can hold the entire world in my hands." with the first years boys? (Maybe Trey in exchange of Deuce?) . I love your writing!~
- from @silizu
Hi! If you haven’t gotten requests for this yet, I was hoping you could do the world prompt with the remaining 1st years. I love your writing with the TWST boys so much!
- from @tullia-daragona
A/N: Alright! I decided to just compile these three requests because they’re for the rest of the first years!~ These are the last “i can hold the world” requests in my inbox~ We’re almost completely done with this series! I’m a little sad that it’s almost over, but I’m also excited to share other projects--! I don’t want to spoil anything so please do look forward to it!
@silizu, thank you so much for loving my work!
@tullia-daragona thank you so much! i always worry if i capture their characters well, so messages like this really cheer me up! ^^
Without further ado, let’s go!
other versions: ver i (dorm leaders), ver ii (deuce, leech twins, silver),
ver iv (ruggie, rook, lilia), ver v (trey), ver vi (this)
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Ace grinned as he spotted you from across the gym.
“Lemme just greet them!” he said to Floyd and Jamil (the former of which had to be held back by the latter, because he saw you too and ‘but I want a hug from Shrimpy!’ ‘Yeah, no’).
"Hey!” Ace panted as he reached you, “were you watching practice?”
“Yeah!” you smiled up at him. “That was amazing Ace!”
“Stop feeding his ego...” Grim huffed as he curled up in your lap and promptly dozed off. You laughed as you stroked Grim’s fur.
“Can you stay the whole time?”
“Yup!” You raised your fist into the air. “I’ll be cheering you on Ace!” Ace shot you a self-satisfied smirk, and drew his face closer to yours.
“Won’t you give me something to encourage me by?”
“Eh? Is the promise of cheering not enough?” He shook his head rapidly.
“Hm...” your gaze wandered off briefly, before you looked back at Ace with a grin.
“Then, how about I tell you a secret~”
“Ah?” Ace tilted his head, “it would depend on the secret.”
“I can hold the world in my hands.” you whisper to him, and he pulled back--brow arched high.
“That can’t be possible. You said there wasn’t anything magic in your world.”
“Come on, humor me Ace.”
“Alright.” he crossed his arms, and cocked his head to the side. With a grin, you reached forward, and cupped his cheeks in your hands. His brows jerked upward.
“Tada~” you giggled at him. “I’m holding the world in my hands!”
Ace felt the heat rise up his cheeks as soon as your words sunk in. His heart skipped a beat at the way you grinned at him with genuine affection.
‘Cute,’ he thought, ‘too cute.’
He pulled away, his eyes flickered in the other direction.
“Whatever.” he said, with a pout. You raise a hand to your own face, as you giggled into your palm at his cute expression. His expression was embarrassed, and there was a bright red flush rising to his cheek.
‘Ace is cute too.’ You thought with a grin.
When he noticed your expression, his pout grew severe and he grabbed your face in his hands too.
“Ace--mhmp!”
He aggressively pressed your lips together, and your eyes instinctively slid shut. Ace nibbled lightly on your lower lip, and you felt the blood rush to your head at the sensation. When Ace pulled back, your lips were redder than usual--and so was your face.
He grinned, pleased with himself.
“Now, that’s encouragement.”
“Ace!” you protested, as your hands raised to your cheeks--you felt the heat that radiated from them. He winked, and with a snicker began to walk back to the rest of the team players.
“Hey [Name]!” you looked up, and he sent you a gentle smile that made the affection in his eyes shine brightly.
‘You’re my world too.’ He mouthed. Once you blushed, Ace felt his cheeks heat up too at his actions. He quickly turned away, and from a walk escalated his movement to a jog.
EXTRA:
You stared after your boyfriend, with loving eyes.
Grim, who had been jostled at your movement, just shot you a grumpy expression.
On the other side of the court, Floyd began to squeeze the life out of Ace.
“Aaaaaa~ Aaaaaaaa~ What was that? That was so disgustingly cute, I’m going to squeeze you--”
“Floyd, please let go of him...” Jamil sighed.
“Good work out there, Jack.” you clapped your hands for him as he finally stopped in front of you. He gave a soft grunt of acknowledgement as he began to steady his breathing. He bent, and placed his palms onto his knees as he panted. When he turned to you, you were already holding out his jug.
“Thanks.” He said, as he popped it open for a drink.
“Wanna sit and take a break? I sliced some peaches for refreshments.” He did as you suggested, as he sat beside you. You handed him a small lunch box set with a fork for him to use. He hesitated for a moment.
“You don’t have to do this, you know.”
You smiled at that.
Though Jack sounded dismissive, it wasn’t that he didn’t want you doing these things--it was more like he didn’t need you to do these little things for him. He might not actually understand why you even want to always watch him during his morning runs--hang around with water and fruit during his breaks.
“Nah, I want to do this Jack.” you said, and when he furrowed his brows, you added “you’re my boyfriend after all. I want to these things to show you that I’m cheering you on.”
He immediately raises his unoccupied hand to hide the lower half of his face, his eyes flickered away from yours in embarrassment. However, with a quick glance--
‘Yup. His tail is wagging.’ you thought joyfully, before quickly making sure that when he turned back to you--you were looking at his face. No need for your boyfriend to know that he instinctively moves his tail around when he’s happy.
“I know you’re cheering me on.” He finally said, “but it’s fine if you don’t show up sometimes okay? I don’t mind if you sleep in... or something. A lot of the seniors tell me that I wake up insanely early so...”
“It’s fine. If I can make it, I will, if I don’t, I won’t.” you reach to lace your fingers with his. “I’m okay Jack. Anytime with you is worth it.”
He doesn’t look particularly convinced, but he nodded, and turned his gaze back to the fruit you had cut for him.
‘How do I convince him?’
“Hey Jack.”
“Yeah?” he asked, as he stuffed a fruit slice into his mouth.
“I can hold the world in my hands, you know.”
“Hah?” he turned to you, confused. “Is that... possible?”
“Sure is.” you chirped, “want me to show you.”
“Alright.” he answered slowly, as he ate another fruit slice.
Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, you slid one hand underneath his chin, and slowly turned his face to look at you. He looked at you strangely, one cheek round, because he had stopped chewing at your action. You slid your other hand to his other cheek and beamed at him.
“Like this.” You said, “I can hold the world like this.”
He furrowed his brow in confusion, as he seemed to try and comprehend your statement. You see how he gets it by the way his ears and tail stiffen.
“Wait you--”
Then he proceeded to choke on the fruit slice in his mouth. He pulled away and doubled over as he coughed.
“Oh no--Jack, are you okay?” you frantically offered him a handkerchief and brought him his jug as his cough subsided to a wheeze.
“I’m--” he wheezed, “okay--just, give me... a minute...” he raised his other hand to his to feel his heart, and the way it’s rhythm had increased because of your statement.
‘How--how do you shake my heart so effortlessly?’
He wondered, as he glanced at you from the corner of his eye. When you notice his glance, you shoot him a relieved smile, which made him feel his blush rise even further up his face.
“You--” You leant forward.
“I--what?” you tilted your head, and he cleared his throat.
“Did you mean that?”
“That you are my world?” You asked, and he blushed. Amused, you nodded, “of course I did Jack.” His eyes flickered away again, and you looked at his tail to notice that it began to wag gently.
Unfortunately for you, you weren’t quick enough this time. When his tail suddenly stilled, you looked back at Jack to see his face was beet red.
“Was my tail...?”
“Eheh...” He abruptly stood up and began to walk off. “Ah! Wait! Jack! I’m sorry! I can’t help it! It’s so cute I didn’t want you to stop!”
“Don’t call me cute!” he called back, his ears folded back lightly against his head, and you barely thought of an ‘awww’ before he growled at you, his face becoming an even brighter red shade. He quickly came up to you, and wrapped you in his warm embrace.
“You... you make my heart beat so fast... and you’ve always... just known how I feel--I” your face flushed red (from his statement, or the way you’re pressed against his muscles--you don’t know) “I--I want to know your heart too.” he finished softly, and you giggled against his pecs (his pecs!)
“Silly Jack, you already know my heart!” you pulled back to look up at his flushed face. “I told you right? I love you.” he turned away, his ears twitched and his tail moved again.
“K..keep quiet. Please.”
--
Epel offered you another carved apple, which you happily took.
“Is it fine to eat such a pretty thing?” you sighed, as you stared in awe at the detailed rabbit in your hands.
“It’s fine.” Epel smiled at you, and you know how much he hated it--but your heart beats a little faster at the way the sunlight hits his lavender hair, and eyelashes. They make his blue eyes shine all the more--and it leaves you breathless.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Epel tilted his head, and blinked--his pale lashes tangled ever so briefly.
“I’m just glad I have you for a boyfriend.” you tell him with a smile. At that, a light flush rose to his cheeks.
“I’m not particularly strong, or masculine.” he finally said, as put down his knife. He frowned at himself in the mirror. “Are you sure you’re okay with that?”
Your heart twisted.
You’re lucky he lets you see his much more tender expressions--but Epel always struggled with his looks. Being someone who was raised in the farm, you could sort of understand that this perception was built by how his delicate features meant he was often coddled. Epel probably grew up with this perception that being skilled was better than being pretty--and that the scales weren’t in his favor.
It didn’t help he was placed in Pomefiore, where they prized beauty above all else.
But, Epel was forgetting one thing.
If anything, he truly did suit the House of the Beautiful Queen.
“Epel,” you leant forward. “Listen--I do really think you fit the House of the Beautiful Queen above all else.”
“What? What do you mean?” he frowned.
“The Beautiful Queen prized her beauty above all else, but.... being beautiful isn’t just about looking the part.” you said as you struggled to remember one of Vil’s many lectures, “Vil said it too right--that you have to also be skilled, to truly be beautiful.”
“I’m... I’m having a difficult time understanding.”
“I’m saying Epel--if there’s anything you really need to take away from the Beautiful Queen is this--it’s owning, claiming your beauty, and finding a way to use it to your advantage to come out stronger.” His eyes widened in response. “Being beautiful doesn’t mean being weak. You just need to learn how to use it to make yourself stronger.”
“Really? Is that what you think?”
You nod vigorously.
“Epel, you--” you paused, “look, I know how to hold the world in my hands.” He stared at you quizzically at the sudden change in topic, but you only smiled.
“Huh?”
“Here.” you gently cupped his face in your hands, and he froze--his already wide eyes become bigger as he looked at you. “You’re my world Epel. It makes me sad that you don’t see--you’re both beautiful and strong Epel. You’re not just one or the other. You’re both.”
Epel stared at you, startled--and in awe. The light hits your face, your eyes shimmer with pure love, and your smile is so kind.
His heart skipped a beat--at your unfaltering love and devotion, despite his own insecurities.
He doesn’t understand why people still call him beautiful, with you right by his side.
“I--thank you, [Name].” you beamed as you see that the way he looked at you meant that you had gotten your message across.
“That’s good!” you beamed, and as you pulled back your hands, Epel grabbed one and pressed a soft kiss against it. He reached his other hand to brush your cheeks as well.
“[Name]... I want you to know that you’re incredibly beautiful too,” he paused. “and I’ll kick anyone’s arse if they think otherwise.”
You felt yourself blush at that, and you ducked your head--you felt bashful.
“Thank you Epel.”
“And...”
You looked up at him, and he sent you a heartrending smile.
“You’re my world too.”
--
"Choose Sebek!” You demanded, with your arms wrapped around yourself. “Malleus or me?”
Sebek immediately sputtered in response, his face contorted into an uncomfortable expression which proved to you that he couldn’t choose.
(Somewhere behind you, Lilia let out a low “oooooh”, and Silver snorted himself awake, muttering “whazzat.” To which the fae actually ‘shushed’ him.)
At any other time, you would’ve shot Lilia an incredulous look, but you were busy staring at the stuttering student.
“That is... I--” he swallowed, his eyes darted around nervously before he met your gaze again.
“It’s fine Sebek.” you sighed, as you shot him a false smile. “I was joking.”
“You were?” Sebek perked up.
(”Of course she wasn’t!” Lilia said, the telltale sound of crunching made you twitch--was he eating your popcorn? Watching this confrontation? Like a drama?)
Sebek glanced behind you then looked at you again.
Of course you weren’t joking.
Well, half-joking really.
You had, earlier, complained to Lilia that Sebek would often still chose Malleus over you.
(”Then test him!” Lilia said, with an excited gleam in his eyes. For real--that old man loved his drama.)
So after being hyped up by Lilia, you had decided to ask him this question. You had wanted to know if he’d pick Malleus or you in an instant.
Some very insecure part of you worried endlessly that he’d immediately pick Malleus without a second thought, so it took all your courage to actually see what he’d chose. On the other hand, you really didn’t want to do this. Malleus was important to him--you got that but sometimes--
You wondered if you were any important to him as he was to you.
That he had difficulty choosing--’Well that meant something right?’ you thought to yourself. ‘That there’s a chance he might chose me.’
Though you were disappointed he hadn’t chosen you instantly, you tried to tell yourself to be satisfied with his indecision at least.
However, you’d make one thing clear to him...
“Listen, Sebek.” he flinched and met your gaze again.
“Yeah?”
“I can hold the world in my hands.” You hold his gaze steadily. “This is something Malleus probably cannot do.”
He bristled lightly at that, his instinct was to defend his lord--that is until you stepped closer and cupped his face in your warm hands.
“I’m holding my world.” You confessed, and he more than feels his face reddened at the realization--what you’re trying to get across to him--
‘I chose you Sebek.’
‘I chose you.’
Your eyes glimmered.
‘Could you choose me?’
Just as quickly as you held him, you let go of him and shot him a weak smile.
“Well, that’s all I wanted to say.” you said before you moved to take the seat next to Lilia. Sebek hesitantly took the seat next to you, and he would glance at you then down on his hands again.
‘You chose me... without thinking twice... I...’ his fist clenched, ‘why can’t I do the same for you...?’
--
#aiwrites#aiscenarios#twisted wonderland#twst#twst scenarios#twst ace#twst jack#twst epel#twst sebek#actually ace is the one who owns a braincell between deuce grim and him tbh#jack is cute and i want to touch his tail...#i would simp harder for epel if blavat sky didnt exist#in conclusion sebek is the hardest first year to write for#romantically atleast--im interested how they'll handle his character arc...#ai twst hold series
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Hey!! I was wondering if i can have a candied rose frappuccino with floyd please. Thanks 😊
Sugar Addict
Warning(s): mild spice, lowkey spicy ending
A/N: I went feral. What is plot? I ended up writing more than expected. Also, I was too lazy to proofread so I apologize for my horrible grammar. Feel free to correct me! I should probably get a beta reader...
Context: This is an AU. Yes, a coffeeshop AU, but some things are different. These characters are aged up and NRC is actually a college.
It was unexplainable, this feeling. Twilight. The sun was setting. Traffic ensued streets as people poured out of work and into their vehicles, all with one destination: home. But for you, home was the last place you wanted to go. You were a student who did not need to fret over something like a job. You had the convenience of asking for a ride or traveling by foot to reach local destinations not far from your oh so prestigious school. At this moment, at twilight, you were experiencing the convenience of the latter. Well, a normal person would not call it a convenience. These days made taking a stroll an absurd pastime. But right now, it was both a convenience and a pastime. The roads were clogged by a massive sea of cars. Your nose crinkled at the stench of gasoline. Choosing to traverse by foot was more pragmatic. You were in a rush as well. Your destination might close any minute now!
From the inside of any of the vehicles on the street, you were akin to a hooligan. A scrambling, mad hooligan. Not only were you running in the opposite direction of where these cars were going, you were also running as your life depended on it. Therefore, you were a crazy person who was running into the city suburbs at a somewhat late hour rather than going home. Mothers in said vehicles shook their heads in dismay, praying their children were safe at home. But, you could not care any less. Night Raven College’s headmaster was very lenient on curfews and was susceptible to bribery if all else fails. But to be fair, your destination was not something to be frowned upon. It was something to laugh at, really. The place you were so desperate to get to was none other than a café.
More specifically, Café Rosé . Cheesy, chessy, yes, you were aware. The café was notorious for their supposed love potion of a latte, but you weren’t coming for that. You wanted to try their Candied Rose Frappuccino. You were a lover of all sweets; You could never live with yourself if you didn’t try it. Of course, this coffee shop was not going anywhere nor was this beverage a limited one. You simply were in the mood for it. It was craving, a whim, a last minute decision.
You sighed heavily, leaning against the café’s exterior walls. With one deep breath, you pushed the rose-tinted glass door open. The chime signaled your entrance. You braced yourself for a barista to question your hazed, flushed state… but it never came. Still heaving, you scanned the shop. You made your way to the counter to check for employees in the back room.
Thud!
“Hey, Shrimpy! Café’s closed,” a voice glowered.
You spun your heel, making eye contact with a barista with a disheveled appearance– his aquamarine hair was slightly unkempt, his tie was unraveled and dangled loosely around his neck, dress shirt unbuttoned down to the point where his collar bone was exposed with his sleeves rolled up which furthermore accentuated his lean yet muscular figure. It was all too much to take in. He put his weight onto the nearest table. Ah, the thud came from a chair he just stacked… but nevermind that-!! The moment he moved into that position, he exposed a bit of his cleavage. Hot damn he might be lean at first glance, but he was built like a Greek god. This should be illegal! A barista should not be dressing– let alone be looking– like that. Everyone would suffer from a cardiac arrest from such a heartthrob! You quickly averted your attention to the café’s schedule.
“The business hours sign says you guys close at seven. It’s six fifty-two right now,” you said, holding up your phone.
“Close enough. Get lost.”
He walked over to you suavely, leaning over you and against the door frame to flip the open-closed sign over so that it’s closed side faced the streets. It was meant to be a gesture of mockery and intimidation, but holy hell… you were flustered more than anything. He was tall from afar but up close he was huge!! You even got a better look at his chest. Well defined, if you don’t say so yourself. Wait–
You shoved him back, “Not even for a to-go order?”
“Nope. Don’t feel like it.”
“But you’re not closed yet!”
“But I don’t wanna,” he whined.
“Why?”
“What?”
“I asked you ‘why’?”
“Can’t you just come back tomorrow and let me call it a day? I’m tired.”
“That’s not an excuse.”
“I ran all the way here just to get something–”
“Should’ve done it earlier,” he shrugged, returning to his chore.
“Okay. Fine. Is there anyone else here to serve me? Since you’re too ‘tired’?”
“Sorry, Shrimpy, but they all went home.”
“Ugh! Don’t call me something that makes us seem so familiar. I’m not that short anyway...” you huffed.
He snickered, walking behind the register, “Alright then, Shr-im-p-y~! What would you like to order that you just had to come in at the last minute today?”
While you were relieved he gave into serving you a drink, the way he enunciated your unwanted nickname was irksome.
“I’ll have one Candied Rose Frappuccino.”
“Oh thank god it isn’t that latte.”
“You mean the Rosé Latte?”
“Mhm,” he hummed, loudly tapping on the cash register, “Everyone has been flocking here and only ordering that. I’m so tired of making the same order everyday.”
“Sorry, I’m not into hot beverages. Just a person who likes sweets.”
“Cute,” he cooed, handing you your receipt.
You watched as he messily wrote “Shrimpy” onto your cup.
“Can I get your name?” you asked.
“My name?”
“Yeah.”
“What for?”
“Somehow you’re slowly becoming my favorite barista.”
Partially a lie, partially the truth. He was your favorite because he was so fine. You only wanted his name in case you ever decided to write a review on your bitter first meeting with him or if you came across the manager. Petty, yes, but it annoyed you that much.
“Floyd, Floyd Leech,” he grinned.
You checked the receipt and sat down at the barstools in front of the barista’s worktable, watching him intently as he began to work on your order. Well, half your attention was actually on his hand movements. Your mind was having an internal battle about how shameful you were to fantasize about his back muscles, mentally undressing him. The fact that there were only you two in the coffeehouse did not help either. The silence, at its surface, was calming, but, at its core, it was awkward. With the occasional clinks of utensils and the sound of coffee being brewed and blended into a frappuccino, the lack of noise left your mind to wander.
“Just because he’s good looking does not make up for the fact that he was rude,” you chided yourself.
Floyd cocked his head: “Hey. What are you staring at?”
He looked behind him as if there was actually something of interest. You saw your drink in his hand. He held it close to his chest, withholding it, waiting for your answer.
“Oh? Um.. nothing? I was just zoning out. I’m tired from running all the way here.”
“Shrimpy’s no fun,” he pouted.
“My name is (y/n), not Shrimpy.”
“You’re short, jumpy, and huggable like a shrimp~”
“I am not that short!”
“Oh-!!! You remind me of Goldfish. You both get so mad for some reason,” he laughed.
“Listen here–”
The barista took a swig of your order. He didn’t take the dome-shaped lid out. He didn’t even drink it with a straw. He just… straight up… put his lips on the lid and drank the contents from the rim. You halted your rant, appalled by his audacity.
“You talk too much, Shrimpy.”
In this total silence, someone, if there were someone here, would have heard your sanity and patience snapped.
“Listen here, Floyd Leech. That was awfully rude of you. Actually, from the beginning, you were so rude! From getting into my personal bubble to calling me names when I told you to stop. And now you drink my order? And right in front of me too?! So, so, rude-!!! I just–”
“Wow. What an expansive vocabulary you have,” he glared, twiddling with the collar of his shirt and somehow exposing more of his collarbone.
You leaned over the counter, reaching for your beverage, heat traveling up your cheeks, “I’m not done yet! Just because you’re hot does not mean you can dress like that and automatically get a free pass to do these things! Do you have any idea how distracting that was?? Now–wHAAA!!”
You pounced at him. Your toes hung on the edge of the barstool, your left arm wrapped around Floyd’s neck, and your right arm stretched out in an attempt to reach the drink in Floyd’s hand. Much to your annoyance, he raised it higher than you could ever hope to reach. If he took anymore steps back, you would most likely flop onto the barista’s side of the table face-first. With the drink in his left hand, his weight (and yours) was shifted onto his right arm which conveniently propped itself against the countertop behind him. You wondered what people on the road thought when they saw what was going on inside the café.
It was early evening with a decent amount of cars on the street before the storefront. Nearly twenty minutes since you came into the café and here you are– without your order, curfew approaching steadily, and no sign of getting your frappuccino anytime soon. Instead, you were sprawled across the counter, a test of your flexibility and modesty.
“I didn’t really think Shrimpy was this bold, this naughty,” Floyd chuckled.
Ah shit. Your anger got the best of you. Your verbal filter was removed and all of your thoughts slipped past your conscious and common sense. His sly grin did not help at all. Your close proximity enhanced your blush. The way you clung onto him caused his shirt to slide off his left shoulder and with the position you were in, you had a front seat to all his glory. What a sticky wicket this was.
“I just wanted something sweet to drink,” you panted, fisting his shirt in your petite palms, frustration washing over you.
You were on the verge of tears. Floyd sighed, lowering the cup just a bit, and took a few steps back as he carefully let you slide onto the barista’s side of the counter. However, your beverage was still out of reach.
“You’re such a snowflake,” he mumbled.
You clung to him, still, using him as leverage to reach your order, “Am not. This wouldn’t have happened if you just let me have my coffee!”
“You mean this hell of a sugary confection??”
“Yes? I mean I wouldn’t know because I haven’t even tried it yet,” you grunted, jumping at it like a fish trying to catch the bait.
“Oi, (y/n), can I kiss you?”
That was the first time he used your actual name instead of “Shrimpy” ever since you met. You would rejoice, but the following words were out of the question. His tone made it sound more like a demand than a request of consent.
“Excuse me?!”
“You wanted to try the drink right?”
“Yes, but it’s right there in your hand! So if you would just let me have it, I’ll stop annoying you!”
“The taste is lingering in my mouth. It’s so sweet. I wanna get rid of it…”
“Get some water.”
He squeezed his right arm around your waist, bringing you closer to his face, “But I want to kiss you~!”
“Well, since you drank out of it, if you let me have it, then we can have an indirect kiss!”
The temperature of the coffee shop was just unbearable at this point. And worst of all, this was self-inflicted. You didn’t have to tolerate him. Frankly, you should have left the moment he told you the café was “closed”. You didn’t have to pounce on him and end up in this painstakingly uncomfortable position either. Moreover, you were sweating from embarrassment from your suggestion. An indirect kiss! That was such a childish thing to fret about and here you were, regretting your own words.
“That’s no fun,” Floyd said, taking another sip of your frappuccino.
“Hey–mmpff!!”
Despite how he manhandled you thus far, he kissed you very tenderly. His lips were soft, warm even. As much as you wanted to push him back and scold him for taking away something as precious as your first kiss, you couldn't. Everything just… felt right. Your grip on his shirt loosened. Before, you held them in your palms in anger, a way of intimidation, a sign to show him that you weren’t going to back down even if he was teasing you with no mercy. But now, you held Floyd’s collar to close the space between you two. You were this close to each other, but it wasn’t close enough.
You gasped as he nibbled your lip. Floyd took it upon himself to invite his tongue over to your wet cavern. A sugary substance flooded your taste buds. Ah… he never swallowed your drink.... Not that it mattered. You gulped it in one breath, continuing on with your tango of tongues. If Floyd wasn’t supporting your waist, you might’ve melted away into this temporary bliss. You momentarily broke away from him to catch your breath. The distance between you two was barely five centimeters. He growled lowly, taking two steps forward, pushing you towards the bar. He smashed his lips against yours, a clear sign for you not to do that again. A fire lit in his eyes. Floyd hungrily bit your bottom lip, earning a whimper in response. Without breaking away from your mouth, only turning his head to take you at a different angle, he hoisted you up and set you and the beverage down on the countertop. Now, with both hands free, he cupped your cheeks. You responded by wrapping your legs around his waist and grabbing his wrists, drawing away his hands.
“W-Wait…” you exhaled.
“...did you not like that?” he cocked his head.
“No... No… I liked it… I liked it a lot… I just… S-Slow down…”
Floyd reached for the ends of your hair, twirling with the strand, “Take your time…”
Perhaps it was purely the heat of the moment or lust, but you judged him too soon. In this brief period of time, he was being considerate of you. He traced your figure with his eyes, grinning from ear to ear at your bruised lips, bright pink from the dozens of kisses he gave you. You were just as disheveled as he was.
“...More..”
“You sure?”
“I’m thirsty,” you pouted.
Floyd let out a chortle before sipping your coffee, “Alright, then Shrimpy.”
You prepared yourself for yet another rough session. Before he took your lips, he smoothed back his hair, revealing his forehead. The gesture caught you off guard thus you stiffened as he brushed his lips against yours. By gods, it was as if he wasn't even trying to be provocative. Was it possible for someone to be this seductive without actual effort? At this rate, you were going to miss curfew..
“Floyd…” you moaned, intertwining your fingers with his as he pushed you down onto the counter.
“I’ll be gentle, don’t worry...”
“Floyd… No… T-There’s people watching-!!!”
“So?”
“Does that not bother you?!”
“Not when they’ll know you’re mine~”
You sat up, “I’m a bit too shy for that. A-And I would like for my first time to be private…”
You left the last part trail off in embarrassment, fiddling with his necktie which somehow managed to stay on his person despite everything that just happened.
“Oh? Is Shrimpy a virgin?” he teased.
“So what if I am?!”
“Nothing. Just thought a cute Night Raven College girl like you wouldn’t be since you were really good~”
He earned himself a playful smack on the shoulder to which he responded with a sarcastically scoff. This was so unfair...
“How did you know that I went there?”
“Hmm must be because of the shirt you’re wearing underneath that hoodie,” he said, feigning innocence.
Oh. He’s the perceptive type. You didn’t think much of his ministrations (other than them being tantalizing). It seemed that he took note of every detail about you. At this point, you were crimson as a tomato.
“Also, because I go there as well,” he snickered.
You smacked his shoulder once more.
“I’ve never seen you before.”
“Different years, probably.”
“Maybe..”
“Also, I’m always stuck at the Mostro Lounge so you can find me there,” he winked.
“Ahhh! Stop doing that!”
“Doing what?”
“Giving me two answers and mixed signals.”
Floyd tilted your head upwards and pecked your lips, holding you as if you were a figure of glass: “What about this is mixed?”
“You were terribly rude before… and you probably just want someone to bed with for the night,” you puffed your cheeks.
How your body was betraying you… Your legs were still wrapped around his waist and the fervor was not going to dissipate anytime soon.
“I’ll have you know that I’ve had my eyes on you for a long time, (y/n).”
He raised your hand and pressed a chaste kiss on each individual knuckle.
Oh god. Your heart couldn’t bear it anymore. The way your name rolled off the tip of his tongue made honey taste like summer– hot, overwhelming, but still something to look forward to.
“Since when?” you exhaled.
“Since your first visit to the Lounge.”
He switched to your other hand, continuing the ritual.
“I’ve only been there once.”
“You were such a cute Shrimpy that I couldn’t forget about you~”
“That can’t be right–”
“You just have to accept it!”
“It doesn’t make up for how you treated me before.”
He placed your hands on his cheek, “Sorry, Shrimpy. The scent you released was too irresistible.”
Instinctively, you sniffed your clothes, “I don’t smell anything.”
“It might be just an eel thing*, then. But just so you know, I’ve been trying to find you for a while now. I’m so happy that I did. You’re mine now, Shrimpy. Your smell is intoxicating,” he cooed, leaning closer to your ear, “It makes me go feral~”
You squealed at his sudden remark, unable to regain your composure. Your words melted into gibberish and murmurs as you buried your face into his chest once more.
“You’re such a creep,” you whined.
“You don’t mean that~”
“I don’t…”
“We should get going before curfew though. Help me clean up, will ya?”
“Okay.”
Floyd planted a kiss on your forehead, “Thank you, Shrimpy.”
That nickname wasn’t as obnoxious as it was before, huh.
“I’ll reward you once we get to my room,” he snickered over his shoulder as he left for the back room.
Wait– WHAT?!?!?
“H-Hold on-!!”
“Relax, Shrimpy, ’m not gonna do anything to you… not yet, anyway. I’m just sayin’ in case we don’t make it before curfew. Azul needs me for Mostro Lounge tomorrow, he has no choice, but to let me in. If anyone can convince the headmaster, it’s probably him,” he gave you a thumbs up.
“Good to know. But… I’ve been meaning to ask about Mostro Lounge and this café. If you work for Azul then why work here too?”
“He doesn’t pay me. I’m just helping out of obligation.”
“What? How come?”
“He’s my friend?”
“You sound unsure.”
“You made it sound like I’m gullible,” he laughed, stacking the last of the chairs.
“Well? Shall we go, Shrimpy?”
You took his hand without hesitation. This feeling– it was addicting. You only knew him for a less than a day, but it felt right. It felt meant to be... as if you were soulmates.
Bonus:
“Oya? Floyd, what happened to your back? There’s scratches all over it. Are you alright?”
“ s’nothin’, Jade. I just… had a fun night~”
“Please. You and (y/n) were so loud. Please reserve those kinds of activities for somewhere more private– not a dormitory with thin walls,” Azul chided.
His brother’s eyes widened, but he didn’t question it any further. Jade curtly closed his gym locker and headed out towards the field.
Azul followed in suit with a huff.
* Note: Female moray eels release an odor in order to attract males to mate with them
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💠 Jade x reader pt.3
The week was just filled with the twins just trying to convince Y/n to sign a contract with Azul. Much to their annoyance as they tried to avoid the twins as much as possible. Floyd was relatively easy to deal with, be boring and point out more favorite targets for the eel.
"Hey, Jellyfish, just sign a contract with Azul already," Floyd shunned as he towered over the student.
"It's not going to happen Floyd," Y/n said as they walked down the hall.
As Floyd followed closely behind Y/n was quickly looking around for a possible escape. Up ahead in a lone empty hallway were 2 figures, who appeared to be in the middle of a passionate kiss. The closer they got, they could see it was Riddle rose heart and a Human first named Yuu.
'Sorry love birds," Y/n thought.
"Hey Floyd, look Riddle and Yuu!" Y/n pointed.
Floyd looked up as an excited smile appeared on his face as he quickly chased after the couple.
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"You got distracted!?" Azul groaned.
"So what if I did, I learned that Goldfish-chan has a thing for Shrimpy-chan," Floyd smiled.
"You were supposed to convince L/n to get into a contract with me," Azul sighed.
"Y/n is quiet clever, they probably figured out how Floyd functions," Jade stated.
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As Jade searched the school for Y/n, he soon found them. A first year seemed to be talking to them. They were flustered as Y/n held onto his hand with a pleased smile. The first year had a rose hidden behind his back, was he going to confess his feeling for them.
As Jade watched from around the corner, he couldn't help but feel annoyed for some reason. His blood boiles as the bashful student slowly builds courage and readies his rose.
"Thank you so much for your help, I couldnt have gotten the garden under control without your assistance," Y/ smiled innocently.
"I-it was nothing I was just happy to help... Y/n I wanted to - ,"
"There you are Y/n, I've been looking for you," Jade said as he interrupted the confession.
"Jade?" Y/n asked with a confused tone.
"J-jade Senpai?!" The first year was gasped.
Jade gave his usual calm smile, yet the first years could tell that his eyes were telling a different story. Jade pleased his hands on Y/ns shoulders as he pulled them close to him.
" I was looking for you Y/n, Could I speak with you. Alone," Jade asked with a closed eye smile.
"Again, this is the 5 time. I was talking with," Y/n turned back o my to see the first year had ran away, " that was incredibly rude."
"Well, I was quite excited to talk to you, and I do have something important to say," Jade said calmly.
"If its about signing a contract, I'm not interested," Y/n groaned.
"No it's not about that, it's about the up coming project. 1st and 2nd years will be put into groups of 4. We will be visiting our place that is assigned," Jade said.
"And?"
"Mr. Crewel has assigned us as partners to research the Croubrubia kingdom," Jade said with his usual smile.
"Ughhh!" Y/n groaned as they tried to pull from Jades hold.
But Jade continued his iron grip on Y/n's shoulder.
"Fine, at least its Croubrubia. That's easy," Y/n sighed.
"Easy? Croubrubia is one of the most secretive kingdoms in all of twisted wonderland. No one even knows where it is or what it mostly looks like," Jade explained , slightly surprised, " how could you be so knowledge able."
"Cause I'm from there," Y/n said simply as they try to walk off again.
"Oh, than you'll have to tell me more," Jade said into their ear.
"Could you be any less creepy?" Y/n sighed as they pushed Jades face away from them.
"I just can't help it, I don't like it when you play with my heart like that," Jade smirked as he hugged them close to him.
Y/n though what he could have ment, when they notice the pattern as a small smirk of their own appeared on their faces.
"Well Sadly I have a lot of people in my garden club, and their so sweet. I've noticed a lot of the first years like to hand me roses. They so cute I just can't decide," Y/n smiled sweetly, as Jade's hug tightened slightly.
Y/n suddenly felt their face being turned a certain direction as a pair of lips collided with theirs. Y/n's eyes widened as they realized that Jade was stealing their first kiss. Jade soon pulled back and whispered.
"Hope to see you in the library later, or we can study in money to lounge. Either way I just hunt you down if you leave me hanging," Jade whispered, with a soft kiss on the ear.
Y/n could only stare in disbelief as they watch Jade walk off, leaving them red faced from that kiss.
Part 2
Part 1
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Hey hey, ya girl Sapphie’s back with another TWST reader insert. I’ve actually decided to split this into two or maybe three pieces because of its length. Anyhow, without further ado, enjoy~
Part One Part Two
Every day, I felt love only in movies, books, or dramas, that’s how I learned of love. My heart kept racing as if it was my story, pounding and fluttering. I’m so curious that I’m going crazy! It makes me wanna know…
… What is love?
IT seemed as if none of your first years friends had time for you these days. Ever since the announcement of the school festival, all of them had been working their butts off, under the insistence of their dorm leaders or by their own terms.
Nevertheless, it did not make life any easier for you, especially so considering your rather… mixed feelings regarding the five.
Flashforward to now, when you’re sitting with Grim and a couple of second and third years during lunch break because all of your first year friends are working on their various projects.
“So, Cater-senpai,” you began, swirling your french fry in the little pool of ketchup you created, watching the interesting swirly patterns appear on the surface of the red sauce wherever you drag the fry. “What did those two say they were doing at lunch again?”
The orange-haired third year paused in his attempts at taking the same selfie for the fifth time with a peeved Riddle. “They mentioned something about studying books about design to make the first year Heartslabyul stall the best of them all, or something like that.”
Blowing a strand of stray hair out of your face, you shifted uncomfortably. It wasn’t as if you were uncomfortable with the upperclassmen themselves, it was rather the fact that some of them are a little… overbearing, to say the least.
Riddle had gotten much, much better than when you first met him, but the redheaded dorm leader still nags at you sometimes. Now, for example.
“(Name), Ace and Deuce are trying their hardest and I approve of that,” he started, finally having gotten away from Cater. “So as their friend, you should respect that.”
Everything out of Riddle’s mouth is true, but it didn’t fail to make you feel worse. You knew that, and you wanted to be proud of their dedication. But a selfish part of you longed for the days when you held all of your friends’ attention. The three of you were inseparable back then, after all.
Back then. You thought you’d never say those words about your friendship with the Adeuce duo.
“I know, Riddle-senpai, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less,” you sighed, stretching onto the table. For once, Riddle didn’t say anything about your lack of manners.
Placing a hand over yours, the redhead gave you a small smile. It was stiffer than normal, but it was a smile nevertheless. “I don’t especially understand your feelings, but I’ll be here to help you get over it, just like you helped me when things were… less favorable than now.”
Your eyes widened. Sure, you and Riddle had gotten closer after his overblot, but you didn’t think he was comfortable enough with you to offer mental support.
Returning his smile, you set your other hand over his. “Thanks, Riddle-senpai.”
Floyd decided this was the perfect moment to barge in.
You had about one second to prepare before he scooped you up and out of your chair. “Shrimpy!” Nuzzling into your neck, he spun you around a couple of times before setting you back onto the floor. You stumbled back, the world tilting around you.
Two hands steadied you, preventing you from falling back onto your behind. You looked up to see none other than Floyd’s brother, Jade. “Hello, (Name). What are you doing with the second and third years?”
You shrugged, “Am I not allowed to hang out with my senpais?” Jade chuckled, dipping his head in apology. “I didn’t intend for it to sound that way. I’m merely curious why you aren’t with your usual group of first year friends.”
“Well,” you frowned, the normally hilarious scene of Floyd messing with a very annoyed Riddle seemed bland to you in this moment. “They never seem to have time for me anymore.” Jade stood beside you, observing the scene with amusement. “Maybe they’re simply busy with the upcoming festival and all.”
“That’s the problem!” You groaned, spinning around to face the second year. “I know I’m being selfish, but for all of them to go MIA on me all at the same time?”
“You have other friends beside them, don’t you? Let them do their thing for the festival, I’m sure they’ll return the attention tenfold once their work is done.”
You gaped at the Octavinelle vice-dorm leader, eyes wide. Has your upperclassmen always been this nice to you? “Come hang out at Mostro Lounge if you get too lonely. I’m sure Azul will be more than happy to have you.”
“R-really?”
Your gratitude cracked a bit at Jade’s next words. Chuckling, the merman remarked, “Of course, there’s no guarantee you wouldn’t be roped into helping us handle the customers.”
Deflating a little, you nodded, commenting jokingly, “Why am I not surprised?”
—
“Hey, Sebek, partners?” You called out to the Diasomnia first year, gesturing at yourself. Today was the first-third year joint lesson, which happened whenever the first years were learning a rather difficult lesson in Alchemy.
Crewel-sensei wanted the students to get into groups of three. It didn’t matter what grade your partners were, as long as you had at least one third or second year in your group.
Sebek avoided your gaze, turning away and disappearing into the crowd of students. You stared at the place he disappeared from, confused and hurt. Your insides felt hollow, as if the green-haired male had taken a piece of you with him when he left.
Out of nowhere, a face appeared right in front of yours, surprising the living daylights out of you. Taking a step back, you recognized Lilia’s face, albeit upside down. The vice-dorm leader of Diasomnia flipped upright, landing gracefully in front of you.
“Would you like to be partners with Kalim and I?”
Taken aback, you blinked a couple times before sputtering out, “I-is that okay?” Kalim appeared beside Lilia, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards their cauldron, “Of course!” Encouraged by the Scarabia dorm leader’s cheery words, you followed them. But you couldn’t resist looking back to search the room for your green-haired friend.
He was with a transfer student, who was here in honor of the school festival. However, it bothered you that she was a girl. A very pretty girl, in fact. Was that why Sebek didn’t want to be your partner? With all these questions floating around your head, the lesson started.
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“What could be troubling you, young one?” Lilia asked, dumping another vial of liquid into the bubbling mixture you three had in your cauldron.
You were too worn down by your emotions to tell your upperclassman off for calling you ‘young one’, instead opting to release a heavy sigh. “I don’t understand. All this is too perfect to be a mere coincidence.”
Kalim’s face scrunched up in confusion. “What happened?” Surprised that your happy-go-lucky senpai hadn’t heard about the weird coincidence yet, you explained it to him, including your confusion and hurt.
What you refrained from sharing was your conflicting feelings of love. You felt abandoned because your friends weren’t hanging out with you as much, right? Seeing Sebek with the pretty transfer student made your heart ache because of the possibility he would stop being your friend, right?
You loved them as friends and nothing more than that, right? Right?
“They’re just really busy in preparations for the festival.” Was Kalim’s final verdict. “You can always come hang out at Scarabia! We can have a parade and ride my flying carpet across the night sky!”
Lilia, however, said nothing, only watching with a knowing smile on his face. He always seemed to know everything and you had the sneaking suspicions that he knew exactly what’s going on with you, all without you saying a word to him.
“That applies to Diasomnia as well. You’re always welcomed to sort things out with me.” You knew whatever was going to come out of Lilia’s mouth would not be in your favor when that familiar teasing glint made its way into the third-year’s eyes.
“That’s what you young people would call a date, is it not?”
To be continued~
*Lyrics taken from What is Love by TWICE
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