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twstowo · 2 months

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May I request Heartslabyul and Azul with an S/O who’s a very hard worker when they dedicate themselves and adore occasionally spoiling those they’re close to? (COUGH COUGH THEM AND GRIM ESPECIALLY)

when they first moved into Ramshackle, they spent much of their time working at cleaning and renovating it, they can be slow at times to understand things but their dedication to things they decide to put their all into is truly remarkable!

like for say giving their s/o the love the deserve on every level 👀

they may or may not have cried more than once when they showed them love and affection completely forgetting that they deserve love too but shhhhh

I sincerely hope this isn’t too confusing or too much of a request, and I wish you a lovely night!

♡︎Bestie don’t overwork yourself, there are flowers literally blooming in antarctica

♡︎Includes: Heartslabyul and Azul

⋆⋅☆Riddle

Riddle fully understands you since he is also a hard worker. To a certain point, when he arrived at Ramshackles with a strawberry tart that he had made for you with Trey’s help, and he saw you crying from his actions, he felt that he had to do something about you overworking yourself. To be honest, he got so worried when you started to cry in front of him; he just didn’t understand why you were crying, to the point he thought that he had done something wrong.

He is quick to invite you to Heartslabyul, where the two of you can walk around the fields, check the hedgehogs, and eat some more sweets that Trey prepared just for the two of you. Riddle totally called him asking for help. He also assures you that if you need help ever again, to call him, and he will be there to help. He tries his best not to turn the moment into a lecture, as you should not overwork yourself to this point. Please bear in mind that he deeply cares about you, and he only wants the best for you.

⋆⋅☆Trey

He is quick to notice when you are overworking yourself and also quick to make sure you get a break. If you cry when he is being nice to you, he will fully understand that this is duo all the pent-up emotions you have been building up and he will be there for you, hugging you until you stop crying. Probably gives you the best life advice ever and later on just bakes you something.

⋆⋅☆Cater

Cater senses that something is wrong with you; he will know right away if you are masking how tired you feel from overworking yourself. You can't hide it from him. He invites you to hang out with him, and the two of you can just have a pajama party, gossip about everyone, watch movies, and eat junk food.

If you cry in front of him because of it, he will hug you. He understands how you feel, always trying to put up a happy facade while you just feel so tired and detached from yourself.

⋆⋅☆Ace

Ace is likely to tell you to chill every time he sees you overworking yourself. However, he may not actively assist unless you specifically ask for his help. It might take observing Deuce stepping in to encourage you to take a break and offering assistance for Ace to realize that he should be a better friend and lend a hand occasionally.

If you happen to cry in front of him, Ace could become awkward and unsure of how to handle the situation. He might resort to patting your back in an attempt to provide some comfort.

⋆⋅☆Deuce

As mentioned earlier, Deuce is the proactive friend who consistently advises you to take breaks and frequently lends a helping hand, even when you insist that you can handle things on your own. He'll show up at Ramshackles, encourage you to sit down and rest, insisting that you've already worked more than enough for the day.

If you ever find yourself in tears in front of Deuce, he may be taken aback at first. While he might not fully comprehend the reasons behind your emotional state, he'll gradually approach to offer a comforting hug, always ensuring that you're comfortable with him being this close.

⋆⋅☆Azul

Very attentive, he recognizes when you're overworking yourself. Riddle goes above and beyond to help you relax. He offers you a complimentary 5-star course meal at Monstro Lounge, arranges for Jade to provide a back massage, and even provides a spa coupon for you to unwind. Will also use some of the people he has under contract to help you clean Ramshackle.

If you find yourself in tears in front of Azul, he responds with a comforting hug, gentle head pats, and whispered words of solace in your ear to help calm you down. Following this, he aims to engage in a conversation to understand what happened and how he can further support you.

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst reader #twst x reader #x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #trey clover x reader #cater diamond x reader #ace trappola x reader #deuce spade x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader

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kaylatoonz · 14 days

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Evil grows in the dark and heroes bloom in the light

This idea feels more of an AU than a possibility of this happening in the SCU but it is fun to write/draw nonetheless.

This idea is inspired by the Sonic Fleetway comics, tangled, and Lion King 2: Simba’s Pride.

(I made this before I knew if Jim Carry was returning as Eggman in any future installment, just to let you know)

After the events of the third movie, Eggman is defeated once again this time at the cost of his life. Agent Stone is devastated at the loss of HIS doctor and wants vengeance against Sonic and his friends. Unfortunately, he would have to bide his time and lay low until the heat died down. With the ultimate weapon loss, he scavenges G.U.N base one last time in search of anything from Eggman or the government to use against Sonic in the future.

During the search, Stone discovers a brown hedgehog in a cryo-chamber similar to the one Shadow was found in. After looking into some files, he learns the subject, Project Rose seems to be a failed attempt at re-creating a more docile version of Project Shadow (to control better) years after Shadow was deemed too dangerous. At first, Stone was appalled by the idea of using another alien mutant to progress his plans for revenge, it hadn’t worked out the last two times! Not having a lot of options he took his chance with this creature, deciding that he would play his cards carefully this time and dispose of the beast as soon as possible if necessary.

Months later, Agent Stone, discovered like Shadow she has a connection to chaos energy, though a lot weaker and more unstable. Similar to when his doctor wielded the master emerald power, she can create anything from the material she’s offered. She also has supernatural strength, enhanced athletic/acrobatic, an unexplainable sixth sense, and cloaking abilities.

The only downside is that her powers are more limited compared to Shadow or Sonic and even seem to put a lot of strain on her body. He predicts that her body will expire in a matter of months or a year at best. Not that he cared as long as he got his revenge on Sonic, she would be one less problem to deal with once he was done, anyway.

Since Agent Stone doesn’t have the vast intelligence of his beloved doctor he settles with using Amy to create complex machinery. By night he causes trouble for Sonic heroes making sure they never forget the doctor (the team doesn’t know Agent Stone is the one causing trouble). By day he brings back material and blueprints he managed to scavenge during his nightly ventures.

Each day, Rose would create machinery, and weapons, unbeknownst to her that aided him in his conquest to destroy the blue pest and his friends. Unfortunately, for him, despite having many of the doctor's glorious blueprints and plans at hand, none have come close to destroying his foes.

Rose could easily see Mr. Stone’s frustration whenever he returned from his “night job”. Wanting to cheer her guardian up, she decided to sneak out and gather some material to make Mr. Stone happy. Rose, never having been outside, is quickly enamored by the luscious forest and flowers. So much so that she didn’t notice a blue blue until he was right on top of her.

Stone had relocated his base Of operation from the coffee shop to the depth of the forest of Greenhills. so it was a matter of time before Rose was at the “wrong” place at the “wrong” time resulting in her encountering the blue blur.

After untangling themselves they get a good look at each other and both are shocked. Sonic was in shock due to meeting another hedgehog who had hunted familiar eyes, leaving him gawking at the girl like an idiot. While Rose is shocked to meet another creature like herself but with such beautiful quills. Rose is quick to excitedly shoot questions out to the shell-shocked hedgehog. Before Rose could get a response from the blue hedgehog she sensed Agent Stone returning to the base so cut the meeting short. She quickly grabbed one of the daisies she dropped early and suggested they meet here again sometime to get to know each other better. Again before Sonic can respond the hedgehog girl disappears before his eyes (literally).

Upon returning to the base Rose decides to keep her meeting with the mysterious blue hedgehog secret for now, not wanting to get in trouble for sneaking out. She didn’t think a two-petal daisy would cheer up Mr. Stone or make up for running off. Things progress like usual with Mr. Stone, bringing in material and blueprints of bots to practice her creation ability. The session goes on like any other until Rose’s mind can’t help but wander back to the blue hedgehog. And unbeknownst to her it influences her powers to create the head of a metallic blue hedgehog head instead of a plain android like the blueprint. Noticing her mistake, roast quickly tries to apologize and explain herself though Stone calmly brushes it off. Stone smiles at Rose for the first time in a while (if ever) and tells her that she is on to something and this may be her best work yet. So before Rose could exhaust herself for today, he excused her from their session for today and sent Rose to her room.

Behind closed doors, Agent Stone was a bit furious that the insolent creature had shown its first sign of disobedience and interacted with the blue menace nonetheless! But that didn’t matter for now her day would be numbered soon enough. Now he had the perfect plan to destroy that hedgehog in the best way possible thanks to his little rose. He would build that robot in that blue rat likeness, using any information gathered from Rose and Sonic’s meetings ( assuming the ungrateful girl will sneak off to see the blue rat again). Then when the sonic bond with the rose reaches its highest stone it would tear it away from him(just as Sonic did to him) using Sonic's image. Then his friends and family before lastly the blue hedgehog who would most likely be more than broken when Stone strikes the final blow.

Unfortunately for Stone, his plans don’t go exactly as planned. With each meeting, sonic and Rose's bond grows stronger, and Rose learns and grows. Through Sonic she learns what real healthy love (familial, platonic, and romantic) looks like which eventually helps her realize something up with Mr. Stone. Sadly by the time she comes to this conclusion, Stone has initiated his plans leaving Sonic to believe that she betrayed him. Wanting to right this wrong Rose lends her aid to team Sonic to defeat the metal monster of her creation. With the chaos emeralds and Rose's help, they were able to defeat Metal Sonic and Agent Stone, but at the cost of Rose's life. The battle she had put herself through, pushed her body to the limit, exhausting all the chaos energy that was meant to keep her alive and stable. Devastated sonic kneels down to his rose, holding her close begging, her to wake up. Stone takes satisfaction in the fact that despite his failure he had given Sonic a taste of how he felt when he took his doctor away.

As Agent Stone is taken in by the G.U.N agents Sonic pays them no mind as he desperately tries to offer up as much chaos energy to Rose’s body in hopes of reviving her. It seemingly has some effect on the hedgehog girl as her quills go from brown to pink and when her eyes eventually open they are a bolder green compared to his own.

Bonus context:

Agent Stone is the type of man who would take satisfaction in a loss if it means, he leaves his enemy physically or mentally scarred. (in the IDW pre-quill comic. He was pretty intimidating so I wanted to go to extra step). he doesn’t care about ruling the world like Eggman (nothing matters if Eggman can’t be the one on top in the end). He just wants to hurt Sonic and his friends/family as much as he can.

In the beginning, Sonic keeps his meeting between him and Rose secret for selfish reasons. Sonic loved his brothers but sometimes he wanted some things or someone to himself (sonic still adjusting to sharing with his brothers). After the ordeal with Shadow, sonic also wanted some semblance of peace or escapism from the trauma. It isn’t until Sonic starts to notice that Rose’s home life might not be so great that Sonic starts to get his brothers and parents involved. Because of this sonic still feels guilty that he could’ve done something sooner.

After watching Disney’s Tangled with the Wachowskis, Amy teasingly calls Sonic her Rapunzel while Sonic insists that it’s the other way around.

Agent Stone is basically mother Gothel to Rose, so she has experienced a lot of gaslighting and guilt-tripping from Stone.

Rose takes up the name Amy as her first name a few months after she leaves Stone's custody. Despite her name coming from a dark place (Project Rose) she wants to keep it while adding something new to it representing the start of her new life as Amy Rose.

Sonic thinks Amy looks beautiful before and after her transformation.

After spending some time at the Wackowski‘s recovering, Amy takes off on her own leaving a note to Sonic explaining how she is going to explore the world for herself and promising that they’ll meet again. Sonic is a bit sad at first but lightens up in the hopes of meeting her again.

If Shadow is still alive and crosses paths with Amy, he would consider her his little sister and do anything to protect her after learning about her connection to him.

Agent Stone would be on Shadow’s kill list after finding out what that man put his sister through.

Shadow would probably gatekeep Amy from Sonic.

#amy rose #sonamy #sonic movie 3 #movie amy rose #sonic the hedgehog #procreate #shadow the hedgehog #sonic movie 2 #agent stone #doctor eggman #sonic movie au

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mousetoe-wc · 7 months

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I Got bored one time awhile ago and made a list of every prefix plus some into organised sections so I thought I might as well share.

All the ones that aren’t cannon to warriors, yet at lest are bold

Describing names

Colours: red, russet, copper, golden, amber, yellow, green, blue, violet, pink, white, gray, black, ebony, dark, pale, silver, brown, tawny, fallow

Pattern, Texture + Size: spot/ted, dapple, speckle, freckle, brindle, patch, mottle, ragged, tangle, kink, bristle, fuzzy, curl/y, wooly, soft, sleek, little, tiny, small, slight, short, tall, long, big, heavy, crooked, broken, half, stumpy, shred, torn, jagged

Actions + Character: flip, pounce, bounce, jump, hop, crouch, down, low, drift, flail, strike, running, fidget, mumble, whistle, snap, sneeze, shiver/ing, shining, flutter, fallen, lost, rush, fleet, quick, shy, sweet, brave, loud, quiet, wild, hope, wish,

Other: claw, whisker, dead, odd, one, spike, fringe, echo, song, hallow, haven

Elements

Time + Weather: day, night, dusk, dawn, morning, sky, sun/ny, moon, storm, lightning, thunder, cloud/y, mist/y, fog, snow, blizzard, ice, frost, dew, drizzle, rain, clear, wind, breeze, gale, shadow, shade, bright, light,

Earth/Water/Fire names: stone, rock, boulder, slate, flint, pebble, gravel, sand/y, dust, mud/dy, meadow, hill, rubble, river, ripple, whorl, float, rapid, shimmer, lake, swamp, marsh, wave, wet, bubbling, splash, puddle, pool, creek, fire, flame, flicker, flash, blaze, scorch, ember, spark, ash, soot, cinder, smoke

Plants

Trees: alder, aspen, birch, beech, cedar, cypress, pine, elm, willow, oak, larch, maple, bay, rowan, timber, bark, log, wood, twig, acorn, cone, seed, spire

Berry/Nut/Fruit/Herb: juniper, elder, sloe, holly, yew, mistle, bramble, hickory, hazel, chestnut, nut, apple, cherry, cranberry, olive, pear, plum, peach, chive, mint, fennel, sage, basil, mallow, parsley

Flowers: aster, poppy, primrose, rose, bluebell, marigold, tansy, pansy, briar, cherry, daisy, dandelion, daffodil, tulip, violet, lily, myrtle, thrift, yarrow, heather, lavender, blossom, bloom, flower, petal

Other: leaf, frond, fern, bracken, sorrel, hay, rye, oat, wheat, cotton, reed, pod, cinnamon, milkweed, grass, clover, weed, stem, sedge, gorse, furze, flax, nettle, thistle, ivy, moss, lichen, bush, vine, root, thorn, prickle, nectar

Animals

Mammals: mouse, rat, mole, vole, shrew, squirrel, hedgehog, bat, rabbit, hare, ferret, weasel, stoat, mink, marten, otter, hog, wolf, hound, fox, vixen, badger, deer, doe, stag, fawn, sheep, cow, pig, lion, tiger, leopard, lynx, milk

Birds: robin, jay, cardinal, thrush, sparrow, swallow, shrike, starling, rook, swift, dove, pigeon, crow, raven, duck, goose, heron, wren, finch, swan, stork, quail, gull, lark, owl, eagle, hawk, kestrel, buzzard, kite, hoot, feather, bird, egg, talon

Fish, Reptiles + Amphibians: pike, perch, pollack, trout, tench, cod, carp, bass, bream, eel, minnow, fin, snake, adder, lizard, turtle, frog, toad, newt

Bug type Names: bug, lady or ladybug, moth, spider, ant, snail, slug, beetle, bee, wasp, dragon or dragonfly, bumble, worm, maggot, cricket, fly, midge, web, honey

Skyclan + Warriorclan: Bella, Billy, Big, Harry, Harvey, Snook, Ebony, Monkey

#warrior cats #wc

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flickynightdarkness · 1 year

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Waves 1-18 Of My Comfort Characters List

Oggy & Olivia (Oggy & The Cockroaches)

Little Miss Sunshine & Little Miss Shy (Little Misses)

Mr Quiet & Mr. Scatterbrain (Mr Men Show)

Hello Kitty, My Melody & Cinnamoroll (Sanrio)

Jigglypuff, Hypno, Eevee, Pichu, Torchic, Jirachi, Manaphy, Darkrai, Alice, Alicia, Dwebble, Iris & Sylveon (Pokémon)

Atsuover, Rageminer, Dawko, Jaiden Animations, CookieSwirlC, Nicky Tate, WolfyChu, Rosanna Pansino, Ava Ryan (YouTubers)

Holly & Nanny Plum (Ben & Holly's Little Kingdom)

Shaggy (Scooby Doo)

Slinky Dog, Jessie, Trixie & Bonnie (Toy Story)

Kasane Teto, Kagamine Rin & Hatsune Miku (Vocaloids)

Bubble (BFDI)

Cake, X & Winner (BFB + TPOT)

Lightbulb, Paintbrush, Bow & MePad (Inanimate Insanity)

Sonic, Tails, Vector, Chip, Cream, Chao, Orbot, Cubot, Zavok, Zazz & Tails Doll (Sonic The Hedgehog)

Mario, Luigi, Yoshi, Rosalina, Boo, Count Bleck & Tippi (Super Mario)

Dum Mee Mee (Shopkins)

Tinky Winky, Dipsy, Laa-Laa & Po (Teletubbies)

Oswald The Lucky Rabbit

Jack Skellington (Nightmare Before Christmas)

XR (Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command)

Garnet, Amethyst & Pearl (Steven Universe)

Giulia (Luca)

Wall-E & EVE (Wall-E)

Sunflower (Plants Vs Zombies)

Scarecrow & Mad Hatter (BTAS)

Scarecrow (TNBA)

Scarecrow (The Brave & The Bold)

Scarecrow (Arkham Asylum)

Scarecrow (Arkham Knight)

Scarecrow (Injustice 2)

Scarecrow & King Shark (Harley Quinn Series)

Scarecrow (Happy Halloween Scooby Doo)

Ragdoll (The Batman Series)

Question (DCAU)

Harley Quinn (MultiVersus)

SpongeBob, Patrick Star, Gary The Snail & Sandy Cheeks (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Moomimtroll, Moominmamma & Snorkmaiden (Moomin Series)

Numbuh 3/Kuki Sanban, Numbuh 5/Abigail Lincoln, Mushi Sanban, Numbuh 9/Maurice, Father/Benedict Wigglestein & Monty Uno/Numbuh 0 (Codename: Kids Next Door)

The Snatcher (A Hat In Time)

Poppet, Jeepers, Shishi, Sleepypaws, Baby Rox, Kissy, Captain Squirk & Dr. Strangeglove (Moshi Monsters)

Needlem0use & Luther Artwright (Needlem0use)

Pinkie Pie, Apple Bloom & Flurry Heart (My Little Pony)

505 & White Hat (Villainous)

Odie (Garfield)

Humf

Lilo, Stitch & Angel (Lilo & Stitch)

Candy Cat & Bunzo Bunny (Poppy Playtime)

F, P & Y (Alphabet Lore)

Rover, Isabelle, Timmy Nook & Tommy Nook (Animal Crossing)

Boo (Monsters Inc)

Orbulon (Warioware)

ENA

Felix & King Candy (Wreck It Ralph)

Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls)

Mio Mao

Edd, Matt, Tom & Tord (Eddsworld)

Tuffy & Tyke (Tom & Jerry)

Roy O'Brien (ROY Series)

Moon Knight (Marvel)

Mama (Cooking Mama)

PukeyHurlC (Grossery Gang)

Toriel, Napstablook, Sans & Papyrus (Undertale)

Jevil (Deltarune)

Boyfriend, Girlfriend, Hex, Tabi, Sunday, Sarvente, Nikusa, Annie, Garcello, Chris, Legacy Annie/Rascal & QT (Friday Night Funkin)

Soft! Boyfriend (FNF: Soft)

Red Guy, Duck Guy, Electracey, Bread Mother & Lesley (Don't Hug Me I'm Scared)

Puss In Boots, Kitty Softpaws, Three Diablos & Perrito (Puss In Boots)

Korekiyo Shinguji (Danganronpa)

Dave Algebra Class

SCP-049/Plague Doctor & SCP-999/Tickle Monster (SCP)

Skid, Pump, Robert, Jaune & Streber (Spooky Month)

Shirousa & Kurousa (Sugar Bunnies)

Bingo & Snorky (Banana Splits)

Dr. Nefarious (Ratchet & Clank)

Grim Reaper (Grim Adventures Of Billy & Mandy)

Spot The Dog

Harry Hill, Robert Englund, Charles Martinet & Tom Kenny (Celebrities)

Slushi, Cofi & Bezel (Chikn Nuggit)

Foxy, Funtime Freddy & Sun (Five Nights At Freddy's)

Toothless (How To Train Your Dragon)

Gingy (Shrek)

Neo Cortex, Aku Aku, Dingodile, Lani-Loli & Kapuna-Wa (Crash Bandicoot)

Pipsqueak (The Lorax)

Secret History Tails (Mashed)

Lord X Hog & Curse (EXEs)

Majin Sonic

MX (Mario 85)

Eri, Tsuyu Asui & Ms Joke (My Hero Academia)

Suki (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Sonic (Sonic The Hedgehog Movie)

Shuey Rhon Rhon (Beijing 2022 Paralympics Mascot)

Miraitowa & Someity (Tokyo 2020 Olympic Mascots)

Inky (Pac-Man)

Mirabel Madrigal & Pepa Madrigal (Encanto)

Meilin Lee & Abby Park (Turning Red)

Wanda (Fairly Oddparents)

Bender (Futurama)

Rayman

N (Murder Drones)

EteleD & Corrupt Mii (Wii Deleted You)

Taki (Friday Night Fever)

Unikitty (Unikitty Series)

Della Duck (Ducktales)

Hypno & Lost Silver/Gold (Pokepasta)

Shinto (FNF: Lullaby)

Pim (Smiling Friends)

Wednesday Addams (Wednesday Series)

Komasan (Yo-Kai Watch)

Sayori & Monika (Doki Doki Literature Club)

Kirby & Meta Knight (Kirby)

Chudd Chudders & DangerGrid Of Doom (Skatoony)

Bendy (BATDR)

Boris & Sammy Lawrence (BATIM)

Tari & Meggy Spletzer (SMG4)

Zardy (Zardy's Maze)

Scar (Alien Vs Predator)

Mugman & Baroness Von Bon Bon (The Cuphead Show)

Charlie Morningstar, Angel Dust & Alastor (Hazbin Hotel)

Slender Man, Splendor Man & Lulu (Creepypasta)

Mario.EXE (Mario's Madness)

Blitzo, Moxxie & Colin (Helluva Boss)

Woolly & Tig

Sam (Trick R Treat)

Hank Anderson (Detroit: Become Human)

Mr. Shark (The Bad Guys)

Charles Calvin, Reginald Copperbottom, Right Hand Man & Dmitri Petrov (Henry Stickmin)

Grogu (The Mandalorian)

Hanazuki

Pusheen The Cat

Anya Forger (Spy X Family)

Slappy (Goosebumps)

Zoe Kusama (Criminal Case)

Flaky (Happy Tree Friends)

Pim (Smiling Friends)

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mosthomoeroticenemies · 1 year

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The Contestants

Cherik (Professor X/Magneto) - X-Men

Fuffy (Faith Lehane/Buffy Summers) - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Megop (Optimus Prime/Megatron) - Transformers

Curtwen (Curt Mega/Owen Carvour) - Spies are Forever

Thoschei (The Doctor/The Master) - Doctor Who

Perryshmirtz (Perry the Platypus/Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz) - Phineas and Ferb

Catradora (Adora/Catra) - She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Soukoku (Osamu Dazai/Chuuya Nakahara) - Bungo Stray Dogs

c!TnTDuo (c!Quackity/c!Wilbur Soot) - Dream SMP

Spy/Supervillain - Genghis Khan by Miike Snow

Batman/Joker - Lego Batman

Wrightworth (Phoenix Wright/Miles Edgeworth) - Ace Attorney

Batjokes (Batman/Joker) - Batman

Lawlight (L/Light Yagami) - Death Note

Bowiugi (Bowser/Luigi) - Mario

Stanarrator (Narrator/Stanley) - The Stanley Parable

Kidlaw (Eustass Kid/Trafalgar Law) - One Piece

Shuake (Goro Akechi/Akira Kurusu) - Persona 5

Cuttletavio (Craig Cuttlefish/DJ Octavio) - Splatoon

Gethan (Rupert Giles/Ethan Rayne) - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Zosan (Roronoa Zoro/Sanji) - One Piece

ChellDOS (Chell/GLaDOS) - Portal

Jesus Christ/Judas Iscariot - The New Testament

Gwensuzie (Gwen Cooper/Suzie Costello) - Torchwood

Krisnix (Phoenix Wright/Kristoph Gavin) - Ace Attorney

Griffguts (Guts/Griffith) - Berserk

Hannigram (Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter) - Hannibal

Ghiralink (Ghirahim/Link) - Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword

Valvert (Javert/Jean Valjean) - Les Miserables

Abestache (Detective Abe Lincoln/Wilford Warfstache) - Markiplier Cinematic Universe

Sasunaru (Naruto/Sasuke) - Naruto

Jedediah/Octavius - Night at the Museum

Nami/Kalifa - One Piece

Gabv1el (V1/Gabriel) - Ultrakill

Kazumaji (Kazuma Kiryu/Goro Majima) - Yakuza

Zukka (Zuko/Sokka) - Avatar: The Last Airbender

Ineffable Husbands (Aziraphale/Crowley) - Good Omens

Billford (Bill Cipher/Stanford Pines) - Gravity Falls

Evelyn Deavor/Elastigirl - Incredibles 2

Jennifer Check/Needy Lesnicki - Jennifer’s Body

Kigo (Kim Possible/Shego) - Kim Possible

Sportarobbie (Sportacus/Robbie Rotten) - Lazy Town

Swan Queen (Emma Swan/Regina Mills) - Once Upon a Time

Hardenshipping (Magma Leader Maxie/Aqua Leader Archie) -Pokemon OmegaRuby and AlphaSapphire

Westley/Inigo Montoya - Princess Bride

Sonadow (Sonic/Shadow) - Sonic the Hedgehog

Plabs (Plankton/Mr. Krabs) - SpongeBob SquarePants

Kylux (General Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren) - Star Wars

Johnchurch (Merle Highchurch/John Hunger) - The Adventure Zone: Balance

Basigan (Professor Ratigan/Basil of Baker Street) - The Great Mouse Detective

LonelyEyes (Elias Buchard/Peter Lukas) - The Magnus Archives

Johnjack (Jack Harkness/John Hart) - Torchwood

Blicy (Bloom/Icy) - Winx Club

Riddlebat (Batman/The Riddler) - Batman comics

Shin Soukoku (Atsushi Nakajima/Ryuunosuke Akutagawa) - Bungo Stray Dogs

Snowbaz (Baz Pitch/Simon Snow) - Carry On

Komahina (Nagito Komaeda/Hajime Hinata) - Danganronpa

Wonder Woman/Cheetah - DC

Spamvil (Jevil/Spamton) - Deltarune

Rk1000 (Connor/Markus) - Detroit: Become Human

John McClane/Hans Gruber - Die Hard

Fenders (Fenris/Anders) - Dragon Age 2

Vegekaka (Goku/Vegeta) - Dragon Ball Z

Rapple (Apple White/Raven Queen) - Ever After High

Billdip (Bill Cipher/Dipper Pines) - Gravity Falls

Radiostatic (Vox/Alastor) - Hazbin Hotel

Sirdust (Angel Dust/Sir Pretious) - Hazbin Hotel

Fengqing (Feng Xin/Mu Qing) - Heaven Official’s Blessing

Blitzer (Blitzø/Striker) - Helluva Boss

Martha May Whovier/Betty Lou Who - How the Grinch Stole Christmas

ZaDr (Zim/Dib) - Invader Zim

Sarumi (Fushimi Saruhiko/Yata Misaki) - K Project

Metadede (King Dedede/Meta Knight) - Kirby

Gandalf/Sauron - Lord of the Rings

Island Husbands (Ben Linus/John Locke) - Lost

Metromind (Megamind/Metro Man) - Megamind

Sherliam (Sherlock Holmes/William James Moriarty) - Moriarty the Patriot

Bujeet (Buford/Bajeet) - Phineas and Ferb

Grovyle/Dusknoir - Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Time, Darkness, and Sky

Shassie (Shawn Spencer/Carlton “Lassie” Lassiter) - Psych

Rayaari (Raya/Namaari) - Raya and the Last Dragon

Tycutio (Mercutio/Tybalt) - Romeo and Juliet

Sherliam (Sherlock Holmes/James Moriarty) - Sherlock

Obikin (Anakin Skywalker/Obi-Wan Kenobi) - Star Wars

Obimaul (Obi-Wan Kenobi/Darth Maul) - Star Wars

Oncelax (The Onceler/The Lorax) - The Lorax

Owen Harper/Mark Lynch - Torchwood

Lord Hater/Wander - Wander Over Yonder

Gelphie (Elphaba/Galinda) - Wicked

Cruellanita (Cruella de Vil/Anita) - 101 Dalmations

Angelo Lagusa/Nero Vanetti - 91 Days

Discotrain (The Conductor/DJ Grooves) - A Hat in Time

Klapollo (Klavier Gavin/Apollo Justice) - Ace Attorney

Wrightdot (Godot/Phoenix Wright) - Ace Attorney

Kaneda/Tetsuo - Akira

Sydney Bristow/Lauren Reed - Alias

Ellen Ripley/The Xenomorph - Alien

Zadison (Zoe Benson/Madison Montgomery) - American Horror Story: Coven

Sterling Archer/Barry Dylan - Archer

Y’all (The Poll Takers)/Me (The Poll Maker) - askeletonwar

Just Walk Out!/Papyrus - askeletonwar

Londo Mollari/G’kar - Babylon 5

Rampage/Depth Charge - Beast Wars: Transformers

Pinariz (Riz/Pina) - Beastars

Kunieda Aoi/Hildegarde - Beezlebub

Sebagrell (Grell/Sebastian) - Black Butler

Gus Fring/Walter White - Breaking Bad

Spangel (Spike/Angel) - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Spuffy (Spike/Buffy) - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Winteriron (Tony Stark/The Winter Soldier) - Captain America: Civil War

Stucky (Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes) - Captain America: The Winter Soldier

Carulia (Carmen Sandiego/Julia Argent) - Carmen Sandiego

Macavity/Munkustrap - Cats (1998)

Caius Marcius Coriolanus/Tullus Aufidius - Coriolanus

Dean Pelton/Dean Spreck - Community

Shadowghast (Caleb Widogast/Essek Thelyss) - Critical Role

Blumentrio (Caleb Widogast/Eadwulf Grieve/Astrid Becke) -Critical Role

Theopin (Lapin Cadbury/Sir Theobald Gumbar) - D20: A Crown of Candy

Hero/Villain - dannyphantom.exe

Clex (Superman/Lex Luthor) - DC

Babsquinn (Batgirl/Harley Quinn) - DC

Seavil (Jevil/Seam) - Deltarune

Rengoku Kyoujurou/Akaza - Demon Slayer

Mal/Uma - Descendants

Reed800 (Connor/Gavin Reed) - Detroit: Become Human

Ryokira (Akira/Ryo) - Devilman

Maxwil (Maxwell/Wilson) - Don't Starve

Nikki/Mackenzie - Dork Diaries

Gell/Frisky - Dot X

Dr. Horrible/Captain Hammer - Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog

Count Dracula/Jonathan Harker - Dracula

Joan Watson/Jamie Moriarty - Elementary

Zerxus Ilerez/Asmodeus - Exandria Unlimited: Calamity

Gratsu (Natsu Dragneel/Gray Fullbuster) - Fairy Tail

Gary/John - Faith

Peter Griffin/The Chicken - Family Guy

John Crichton/Scorpius - Farscape

Emiya Archer/Cu Chulainn - Fate Stay Night

Angeal Hewley/Genesis Rhapsodos/Sephiroth - Final Fantasy VII

Cidnero (Nero tol Scaeva/Cid Garlond) - Final Fantasy XIV

Willry (Henry Emily/William Afton) - Five Nights at Freddy’s

Victor Frankenstein/The Monster - Frankenstein

Cure Peach/Eas - Fresh Pretty Cure!

Haikaveh (Alhaitham/Kaveh) - Genshin Impact

Sugio (Sugimoto/Ogata) - Golden Kamuy

Nygmobblepot (Edward Nygma/Oswald Cobblepot) - Gotham

Mabifica (Mabel Pines/Pacifica Northwest) - Gravity Falls

Kagehina (Hinata/Kageyama) - Haikyuu!

#mosthomoeroticenemies #contestants

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sunshineandviolets · 4 months

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Into the Unknown.

Happy (late) holidays to @yakov-vasilyev, I was your secret santa <3. Much enjoyed learning all about Devon, esp her relationship with Farah and Bobby! Hope I did your girl justice and this new year has been treating you well!! 🥰🤗💕 Fandom: The Wayhaven Chronicles Characters: Devon Kang x Farah Hauville (& Bobby Marks) @wayhavensecretsanta

The chill of the winter evening would be enough to make time slow down. From the small prickly hedgehogs curled up asleep within a pile of leaves till the warmth of spring was ready to greet them again, to the silent awes and faint twinkle in a young child’s eye as they witnessed their first snowflake. Jack frost nipped at their nose and in return heard the softest giggle as the confusion shifted to intrigue then finally pure wonder.

It was just past 5pm and the sun had already started to set, however the crowds of townspeople on the street still remained as lively as before.- regardless of the loud honks from a vehicle that was on the verge of collapse. The night sky was lit up from the endless colourful string lights that decorated the streets. No order, just chaos spurred all over the surrounded homes.

Devon squinted as she glanced up towards the car’s rear view mirror and grumbled once noticed the increased number of civilians that kept ‘mistaken’ the main road for a damn walkway. Her dark eyes ached with the continuous flash of lights directed towards her. The shine highlighted noticeable dark eye bags that had been one of the few consistent variables in her life thus far. A child or even an naive adult would describe the first snowfall to commence the winter season as ‘magical’ but for someone whose car’s heating would not turn on - despite the amount of times she had punched the button to no reward - Devon was not feeling to share those same reactions as she pulled her coat furthered into herself.

“Only a few more blocks to go”, she thought as she gripped the steering wheel tight and clenched her teeth to forcibly stop the chatter. A few more blocks till she would arrive back to a place that was once familiar and now is but a stranger.

Devon never wanted to become an officer in the first place, that was a position forced upon her as punishment for acts of delinquency. Devon Kang - the woman who had a promising future laid out in front of her when she was growing up. She was meant to gain a successful career as a lawyer, being on top - exceeding far from other’s expectations of her. That was until he came into her life. Took her trust, her heart and had let her lay her armour down, only from him stabbed her from behind. The single revelation of the betrayal from someone she once could call hers, led to her eventual down spiral. A fallen angel , knocked off her pedestal and into a string of bad choices and decisions. Her downfall was his fault. She let him in, to drop her guard and only for him to - urgh. It was his fault.

“ So why can’t I - ? ”

Devon let out a low grunt at the nuisance of the thought of those strikingly blue eyes flashed before her, but it was another that they changed out for. Eyes as bright as the sun that rose up from the darkness, like an unexpected gift from under the tree - the reason why Devon cannot fully regret becoming the detective… if it had meant she got to meet the terrifying surprise that tipped her world upside down.

Thoughts of the sunshine vampire whirled into her mind. A bitter laugh left her as she reminiscenced their first kiss all those months ago. Strange yet needed, as through it’s what she had been missing despite never thinking to look. The vulnerable expression of Farah as she asked her for the kiss - did Farah expect her to say no? Should she have? Any doubt that remained was erased once Devon’s mind shifted to the taste of Farah’s candy scented lip gloss. It happened in almost an instant, yet remained gentle and soft like a touch of a sunny clear day. Felt the sweetness of newly bloomed roses. After they both moved apart, that blissful kiss still lingered on her lips. The deeper she delved in thought about her new girlfriend, the increase of a chill crept along her back. This is new territory for her and one that Devon has yet to believe or understand that she even deserved.

A few moments passed and Devon eventually arrived at the station. It was once a home away from home, but ever since her forced promotion at the agency she had found herself hesitant by the foot of the stone steps. She watched as the light shined brightly through the windows from the cold shadows. She never understood how her old co-workers could just easily stroll in a place and make conversation without a stumble. All it had taken was a single look from Devon and the others would avoid and cower like she had the plague. She certainly never smelt bad - always remained rather pristine and put together with style, she thought whilst she smoothed down her pressed shirt.

A ping from her phone broke her chain of thought. Devon does not save people's numbers usually. A small contact list, less names to remember - only those that she actually cares about.

Tina Poname, 5:12pm. Seen.

“Dev! You coming to pick your things up or what?”

Tina Poname, 5:13pm. Seen.

“Don’t make me throw your shit in the trash - I will do it 😤”

Devon rolled her eyes, typed out a quick response then shoved the phone back into her coat pocket. Tina’s threats are not some to dismiss.

Devon Kang, 5:13pm. Sent.

“Try it and I will break your plant.”

She sighed whilst taking the steps back into a place that felt more as a distant memory. Devon brushed past individuals that made their way out of the building, ignorant of the pleasantries that were thrown her way.

***

In and out.

That was all it was supposed to be.

Get in, grab her stuff then leave. In and out. As easy as that. So, why was she stood in front of a bare naked pine tree with a box of cheap plastic ornaments in her hands. Devon wrinkled her nose when she remembered Tina’s big and bold pleading eyes. Devon was about to shrug her request off before Tina pulled out her trap card.

“Well this could be a rather difficult task, if you think you won’t be able to handle it then I suppose I could have another - ”

Devon sneered at her past self’s foolishness to fall for such a low blow trick that had landed her to decorate a tree over twice her size. Devon dealt with worse, she knew she didn't need help to assist with such a mindless task. Anyone around her knew better to ask or dealt with the agent’s stone cold glare that could rival Adams.

Like a blur, time sped up whilst Devon concentrated with the decorations. Volunteers, co workers, guests flew around and past her in all directions - but her focus remained on the tree. No time for pointless greetings or goodbyes, she had a system and it would be followed.

The moment she was unable to find the star topper, Devon decided it was a decent time for a break. That and her stomach betrayed her. She headed for the vending machine, typed out the number, tapped her card and waited for her chips.

And waited.

… Still waited.

Devon inched closer with anticipation whilst the bag started to tilt forward and … nothing. It just remained still, mocked her from behind the glass. She kicked at the machine, once or perhaps multiple times, but the chips still refused to budge. How was it that she could shove over an old powerful supernatural, but it was a single bag of chips that held its own against her? At least most people had already left for the day to not see a grown woman’s beef with a mechanical box.

“Oh angel, take it easy on the machine. You are going to leave a dent.”

Devon groaned and the hairs on the back of her neck stiffened up at that dreadful name. Not even needed to glance away from her new inanimate enemy, she already knew exactly who arrived. She let out another low grunt as she gave the machine one last hard kick, yet the chips remained attached on the rack.

“Need some assistance there, before you break company property - oh! I meant your ex - company’s property.” Devon made the fatal mistake and shifted her gaze to glance up at the taller man with his smug grin that pierced a burnt feeling in her chest. Bobby Marks leaned against the vending machine with a journalist pass displayed around his neck.

“Ah great. Just when my headache was thought to have gone” She rolled her eyes and spoke in a neutral tone, “the detective is not present, you have no business here.” “Who said I was here for business and not pleasure?” He winked and Devon just barely managed to hold in another groan. He already used that line once before in the past.

She was tired, she had a very brief moment of weakness and it was late - way too late. Devon was usually quite pragmatic, but in that moment, her mind betrayed her when she held the door open for him. Without a second to process, she felt a rough wet collision between their lips. An overwhelming scent of his cologne scraped against her nose. The kiss itself is as she expected. A fight for control. Urgency or desperation? Doesn’t matter. It was over as quick as it had started. After the sounds of betrayal, almost used once again for nothing more than a scoop - she will not allow herself to fall for that same mistake again.

“But really what a surprise to find you here after your sudden promotion, must be a christmas miracle - “ “It’s the fourth of December.”

Bobby continued as though she never interrupted, “and here I worried that agency of yours had kept you locked up and you’d tragically never see my handsome face again.” Devon noted the venom laced on his tongue at the slight mention of the agency. She managed to array Bobby’s suspicions of her new workplace and unordinary colleagues for the past couple of months, but how long will that secret last? Knowing Bobby for as long as she does, he won’t stop till he figured out the truth.

Devon rolled her eyes again at his comment, but stopped at the sound of a bag drop. Her eyes darted towards the row ‘035’ and that very same chip bag had indeed fallen onto the tray. When her gaze moved towards the control panel, her surprise quickly shifted to a glare towards her conversation partner who was in the process of putting away his card.

“I did not need your help.” Bobby scoffed lightly, “Bold of you to assume these were for you.” He reached down faster enough to beat her for the winning prize. He opened her bag. He took out her chips. With the usual smirk drawn on his face, crunched down on each chip. One by one. However, it did not last as that nauseating smirk faded into a knowing grimace.

Bobby let out a loud cough and tossed the bag onto an empty desk, “Kale? Who on earth would choose to eat kale flavoured chips?” Devon scoffs with a small quirk of a smile “it’s called being healthy, why don’t you try it some time?” Bobby rubbed a hand on the corners of his mouth, “it’s called being pretentious, Kang.”

“Takes one to know one, Marks.”

Bobby took a few steps closer towards Devon, leaned down to match her height “we always had much in common, hadn’t we? Shame truly we don’t spend nearly enough time together anymore to explore - “

Devon was about to snap back at him, if it wasn’t for her surprise wrapped up in all colours of the rainbow.

“Dev!! Honey! I saw your car outside, are you in here?”

Farah’s booming voice echoed through the office, a pleasant chime to the ears. She had a peppy spring to her steps, with her poofy skirt bouncing along with her and colourful rainbow stockings proudly on display. She swung around a small woven tote bag, whilst she skipped with a beaming smile towards Devon.

“You would not believe what I managed to score, and for free as well!” Farah’s excitement could radiate an entire room with how much twinkle would shine from her amber eyes.

Bobby let out a loud cough and Farah’s bounce halted and finally realised his existence in the scene. He was not amused, “We were having a conversation here.” Farah threw him a disinterested gaze up and down with a shrug “emphasis on ‘were’. You are no longer needed - not when the real gift has arrived!” She gives a small twirl of the skirt and sent a wink at Devon. Devon snorted at the man’s insulted face. She hesitated at first but reached over for Farah’s hand and gave it a small squeeze.

Bobby glanced between both women then at their joined hands, gave a slight roll of the eyes before he plastered a tight smile. “Oh! It seems I am getting a call,” He whipped out his phone and very obviously typed out a number. He kept his gaze locked onto Devon as he spoke, “Hello there Harriet, did you miss me?” Devon just scoffed at his antics.

Farah stuck her tongue out at the man when he headed out of the station, then shook her head and sighed, “What a total weirdo. Good thing you totally upgraded from that, right honey?” She glanced towards her with an anxious smile. Farah has always been rather open, going through life, her heart on her sleeve, even a hint of insecurity can easily slip past that smiley façade. However, without the necessity of words, Devon lifted their joined hands to press a faint kiss on her knuckles and those once anxious thoughts simply faded away.

Farah’s cheeks darkened and sputtered out a soft laugh “oh gosh - wow. Gotta say babes, I'm never truly tired of finding these surprises of yours hidden within.” Devon showed a small inch of a smile and Farah’s grin widened, then blinked for a second “Wait, what was I going to say again?” Devon glanced at the tote bag and raised a single brow, Farah clapped her hands “Oh right! Check it.” She opened the bag and revealed a small box of freshly baked mince pies. “Some old human was selling a bunch on the street and she ended up giving me a box with no charge! Must have been hypnotised by my adorable face, haha!” Devon purses her lips in slight confusion, “firstly I am not going to argue about ‘adorableness’ of your face as that’s obviously true to a fact,” Farah blew her a kiss. “But you are a vampire, aren’t you not? You don’t need to eat actual foods.” Farah flapped her hand, “Need? No. But I heard these small pie things are a big deal this time of the year, so I was curious what all the hype was about.” Farah shuffled near, their hands still joined, the sudden closeness caused a warmth to bloom on Devon’s cheeks. “And I thought you might appreciate the snack.”

Devon hadn’t told anyone she was heading to the station. Hadn’t told anyone if she was eating out or staying in. But despite not knowing if they were going to meet, Farah still thought of her. She used her free hand to gently cup her girlfriend’s cheek. Examined her for any possible ulterior motives, tricks or tomfoolery - but what she deduced was nothing but the earnest truth, as she has always been.

“You are forever on my mind, honey. I hope you know that. If not, I do not mind getting to remind you every second of every day.” Left speechless, Devon responded with a slow nod. She leaned up slightly for a gentle kiss with a short breath of relief that escaped her lips. Farah’s leg propped up with her arms around Devon’s waist, kept her close and near. A picturesque portrait with the newly decorated tree behind the blossoming couple and seemingly Devon finally found the star.

All she wishes for this Christmas season is not to lose her shooting star anytime soon.

The End.

#the wayhaven chronicles #wayhavensecretsanta #farah hauville #farah x detective #twc fic #twc edit #my writings #my edits #my fav thing is when people have a designated tag for their oc #so much fun just looking through to find little details #aka the kale chips haha #anyways i had such a blast writing Devon!!#love me a grumpy intimidating woman with a soft spot

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chenyann · 1 year

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Mini hats filled with roses!

Riddle Rosehearts

Rumor: seems like riddle planned a little something but a certain hedgehog steals your attention but what's this riddle also embarrasses himself!?

Rumor warning: gn!reader, crack, ooc(?), fluff, spelling errors, sfw.

Keys:1,615

Ads:Day 01 on the twisted Christmas event[event calendar here!]There is also a little hare and sparrow who are inspired by 2 of my mutuals, not my favorite thing but I worked with it. My editor was acting silly last night so it been delayed-

"Why do we have to do this again?" You Muttered as you stepped over on the roses making sure not to kill their everlasting beauty that curled into itself and withered. The once warm season turned much colder and the colors became more glum, you had been minding your own business before riddle asked you to follow him outside, at first you thought he just wanted to chat with you like how he always would but the way he handed you a basket and walked off to the maze beckoning you to follow him said otherwise.

"Rule 266: give the hedgehogs clothing when the season gets cold. Since you were the one to finish your raspberry tart last on the unbirthday party, you are the one who has to help" Riddle said, not even looking at you. "What does a tart have to do with-'' Before you can finish your sentence riddle spoke again, "Rule 267: if you fail to finish your unbirthday tart first you will have to help with rule 266." You hummed, thinking about how you should've pulled a grim and ate your tart in one bite. How can he even remember that many rules, you can't even remember if you had homework today. Well of course he would remember such things, it's a part of who he is. He strives to be on top of the class, activities that have nothing to do with studies were a waste, papers are finished within the first hour. That's just how riddle always been, even before the overblot he worked hard for the queen and his studies. The only thing that really changed is that he won't behead someone if they make a little mistake, or so you thought: other things changed after riddles overblot, like how he has been holding his teapot temper, how he has been kinder for others and how he always been sneaking glances towards you, how he always seems to have you in his mind when at an unbirthday, how he seems to smile at the thought of you. Things changed about him, things he never expected like how he will "overlook" some rules you broke by mistake. Some people didn't notice while others did, those 'others' were two 3rd years, one a childhood friend while the other was a phone addicted prep.

The grass cracked and crunched under your feet, the cold season had made the grass frosty and hard. You can see your breath in the air as you peek your mouth over the scarf riddle kindly given to you, it looks similar to riddles but not the same; riddles had a rosebud covered in thorns at the bottom, while yours was a fully bloomed rose. Perhaps they were matching scarfs? No, it's likely it was a coincidence…… Your thoughts pop like a bubble when riddle announced yall were there.

You stare at riddle questioning what you're meant to do, he walks toward the cage and before opening it he looks at you “sit down please.” He commanded somewhat kindly, you obey and sit down looking at the cage. Before it opened you could faintly hear the squeals of the hedgehogs,the loud creak of the cage echoed in the air and they all came scampering out. “They must like you” he mumbled just enough for you to hear, although you've been to many unbirthdays you never really got to interact with the hedgehogs and flamingos. You looked up at the rose haired boy and saw a smile on his face, it was slightly covered with his scarf. “hm '' you hummed in response to busy playing with the spiky animals, “we should get started now before it gets too cold” you muttered trying to get a very cuddly hedgehog off your wrist. “You're right.” Riddle said as he sat down beside you, making sure he didn't accidentally sit on one of the hedgehogs. Dropping the basket beside yourself and handing the cuddly hedgehog to riddle, you started rummaging through it finding something for the hedgehog, while you did that riddle was trying to maintain the crazy hedgehog; it just kept on trying to crawl on you and it would thrash around every time he pulls it away from you! That hedgehog is preposterous if it thinks that he will let it come cuddle up to you just like that.

“Ah, I found one” you exclaimed, you pulled out a neon green hat and looked back at riddle.“oh yall seem to getting along” you stare at riddle and the hedgehog with a small smile, riddle had the hedgehog covered in his scarf (mainly to tie it up) and he was holding it like a small baby (to keep it from jumping towards you) “yeah…..” Riddle muttered as he watched you beckon him to hand over the hedgehog, he reluctantly handed it over. Glaring at the small animal when it started cuddling you, you didn't make it better: you started cooing and saying words of affirmation to the smug hedgehog. Oh how riddle envied that animal, how that animal got to be in your hold, how you speak so kindly to it. He huffs as he thinks, lost in his endless thoughts he didn't notice how you were already dressing up the hedgehogs while they stayed in a single file line waiting for their turn. “where do I put them?” You ask while holding all of the hedgehogs in the basket that was once filled with clothing, “oh, the cage” riddle said watching that cuddly hedgehog as it tried to climb on your arm, you got up slowly with the basket and walked carefully to the cage making sure not to slip. You sat the basket down letting the hedgehogs crawl into the cage, you scooting the especially affectionate hedgehog towards the cage. Riddle sat there and watched how softly you handled the hedgehogs, he looked at you with rose tinted eyes. “We should go now before it starts snowing.” you interrupted. The sudden disturbance to the silence made riddle quite surprised.

He bolted up quickly causing him to slide on the frosty ground and fall butt first, looking around frantically knowing he can't just play it off. He felt his face tingling and the warmth on his cheeks, scarf discarded from the fall. He felt the embarrassment finally sink after he heard your booming laughter, it echoed in the maze and made the hedgehogs scatter in the cage. Before he knew it he was laughing too, laughing at his own stupidity. Minutes passed and yall were still in y'alls laughing fit, before you reached your hand down to help him. He took your gesture locking hands with you, he is grateful you didn't look down upon him but rather smiled upon him. You didn't see him as someone higher or lower but someone on the same rank. Slowly you pulled him up back to his feet, but his scarf was sadly covered in wet frost and damp dirt. You questioned whether or not you really wanted to give him your scarf, but then again it wasn't really yours to begin with: he was the one who gave it to you, not the other way around.

You pondered on it and decided that it was his anyway “here…” you said as you pushed the scarf in his hands, “no.” He stated sternly, “no? I'M GIVING YOU SOMETHING AND YOU DENY!?” Riddle sat there a bit stunned on how fast that switched up before slowly grabbing the scarf, “that's what I thought” you mumbled, riddle grabbed the other scarf from the ground and gave it to you. You looked at him with a face filled with confusion and you looked somewhat offended “why are you giving me that scarf?” He didn't say anything as he quietly held your hand with the scarf in the middle, the only thing that could have been heard were the scattering of the hedgehogs and the flapping of what yall presumed was a bird. “You will get lost without anyone guiding you through the maze and I don't want one of us slipping again…” was the only thing riddle said before walking you back to heartslabyul, the frost on the ground made the grass crunch as you walked in silence together.

Yall made it back to the dorm and Riddle told you to wait while he made something warm for y'all, “Do yall have hot chocolate?” You asked, Riddle nodded and hurried into the kitchen. “Oh trey, what are you doing here?” Trey looked to his side to see Riddle standing there with his arms folded. “Riddle, I was just getting some tea,” Trey answered, showing Riddle his cup. Riddle walked towards the cabinet and grabbed two mugs slowly making his way to where they kept the tea and hot chocolate. “By the way, what were you doing outside?” the green haired male asked nonchalantly, “the prefect was just helping me with rule 267” he said while pouring the hot water in the mugs."Isn't Rule 267: You should never wear a pink hat on a Wednesday afternoon?" Trey asked, Riddle kept to himself, pouring the hot chocolate mix for y'all, before he stepped out the doorway and back to the lounge he spoke. "It must have slipped my mind."

Little did they know a small sparrow and a hare was watching them. “What do you think, pando? '' the hare asked, and the sparrow answered, “I think they have a crush on each other. What about you, cherry?” “ I think so too, I hope they can see it soon” the hare exhaled before she spoke again “we should get going now..” and just like that the animals went off.

#twst fanfic #riddle rosehearts #riddle x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #twst oneshot #twst scenarios #twst wonderland #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #twst

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catiecat1320 · 6 months

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New Random Oneshot that I forgot to post here!

It’s Shadow Angst inspired by the song “You Are My Sunshine” that I put together on a whim and edited at 6 in the morning while riding my bus :)

Read Below ⬇️

Shadow tiptoed through the halls of the Space Colony: ARK, padded paws ensuring that his steps stayed silent. Despite making this trip many times now, the sterile metal halls still managed to daunt him, making him feel out of place.

But Maria had said that it was okay. And the promise of seeing her again made him feel better, so silently, as not to wake her, he advanced.

The door creaked as it swung open, causing Shadow to wince. Maria, sat up on the bed, turned her head immediately, breaking out into a smile at the little hybrid in the doorway. “Hey, Shadow! I was waiting for you!”

He frowned at that as he hopped on her bed. “But Professor says you should be sleeping.”

“And you should too, silly. I’m fine, Grandfather worries too much.” Maria pouted, pulling him closer. Shadow couldn’t help but curl up at her side, relishing her warmth, sensitive ears picking up on her heartbeat.

“Hey,” Maria chirped, causing him to look up. “Are you sleepy?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Do you want a lullaby?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Anything for my Shadow. I’ll sing you the song I learned today,” she happily replied, gently combing her fingers through Shadow’s quills in a way that made him melt. The night tugged at the edges of his mind as Maria’s soothing voice rang out.

“You are my sunshine,

My only sunshine.

You make me happy,

When skies are gray.

You’ll never know, dear,

How much I love you.

Please don’t take my sunshine away…”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Maria had relapsed.

She lay on her bed, sound asleep, a machine pulling breaths into her.

It hurt to see her like this.

Why couldn’t he help?

He was supposed to help.

Silent, unconscious tears slid down Shadow’s face as he did the only thing he could think to do: he hopped on her bed— carefully, gently— and curled up at her side, positioned in such a way that he could hear her heartbeat.

(She didn’t used to be so cold.)

Rhythmic and alive, it helped calm him down considerably, reminding him of a time years prior.

A quiet, sad voice drifted through the ARK, echoing off once daunting walls.

“You are my sunshine,

My only sunshine…”

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Gunshots.

He should have seen it coming.

He did see it coming.

But he couldn’t stop it.

Stuck in place.

Frozen as red bloomed on blue, as brilliant eyes dimmed, as everything crumbled around him.

Blood, too much blood.

It was wrong, so wrong.

So wrong.

He screamed.

“Maria!”

“Sonic!”

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Shadow walked numbly through the halls of the hospital, its sterile white walls taunting his every step.

This wasn’t happening.

It wasn’t.

But as much as he tried to deny it, the past events refused to change. His memories refused to go.

As much as he tried to walk away, he found himself back here. Unable— Unwilling— to face reality, yet one step away from it.

He took a shallow breath, resting his hand on the handle. Better now than never.

The door creaked as it opened, revealing a somber sight.

Sonic the Hedgehog, the world’s greatest hero, lay in the bed, deathly pale and more still than he’s ever been. A ventilator was strapped to his muzzle, breathing for him when he could not.

Just like Maria.

Just like her, Sonic had been shot for one reason only: to save Shadow.

A sacrifice. One that should have never happened.

The hybrid found himself crying again, the situation all too traumatically familiar.

So he did the one thing he could think to do: he curled up beside the bed and— careful to avoid the wound— put his head on Sonic’s chest, listening for the soft pulse of Sonic’s heart.

Memories came flooding back, along with tears, and a song from long ago.

A choked voice, shaking with jumbled emotions, could be heard throughout the hospital, singing.

“You are my sunshine,

My only sunshine.

You make me happy,

When skies are gray.

You’ll never know, dear,

How much I love you.

Please don’t take my sunshine away…

Please don’t take

My sunshine away…”

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #maria robotnik #sonadow #< implied #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 #cross posted on ao3 #angst #writers on tumblr #writeblr #writing #CatieCatWorks

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Dangerous and Delightful — Chapter 9 — Into the forest

— PAIRING: Sebastian Sallow x F!Reader

— SYNOPSIS: Sebastian is a purveyor of forbidden artefacts, a dark arts researcher, and a curse-breaker for hire. Ominis, desperate to save him from himself, hires Reader in secret to persuade him, by any means necessary, to leave his illegal activities behind.

— WARNINGS: none

— WORDCOUNT: 3.6k

— TAGLIST: @bloofinntoona @sarcasticpluviophile @estrotica

Sebastian woke up early the next day, but this time not by accident. He hardly slept that night, in fact, his mind returning again and again to their planned walk. He ran through so many mad, bad, delightful scenarios. So many dreams and wishes. So many ways he could make a fool of himself…

Sunrise found him bent over the desk, half-dressed, his head resting in his hands. A half-finished letter lay in front of him. It wasn’t anything important, just a few lines to Caractacus Burke: a coded message to let him know he had decided to disappear for a while until the Aurors forgot about him. Writing to Burke himself might, of course, be intercepted, so he wrote to a friend of a friend and asked them to convey the message. Sebastian picked it up, read through it distractedly, then put it in the top drawer of the desk.

He turned his head and focused on the sounds of the house. Aside from the crowing of the rooster in the coop and the odd little cracks of furniture as the rising sun warmed the air, there were no other noises — she hadn’t woken yet.

Sebastian got up and slowly put his vest on, and walking almost on his tiptoes stepped out. The living room was dark, as it typically was. A cold breeze came from the open window in the kitchen, left that way because Sweetie visited last night and had taken a nap by the fireplace — and nobody would dare lock him inside.

He closed the window in the kitchen first, then went to pour himself a glass of water from the ewer on the table.

The mugs were arranged in their little hooks above the dish rack, and he took his time to look at them. All mismatched, he noticed. Plain ones in lacquered white clay hung beside pretty flower-shaped cups made to resemble blooming lilies, petals curling out to form a handle. Others with elaborate illustrations, like bunnies in fancy dress at a garden picnic, or hedgehogs going to school. Some were chipped, others in good condition, and a few looked brand new — probably gifts or souvenirs from the rare trips she took. It made him smile…

He poured himself a tall cool glass and took his time drinking it, feeling as the water woke him up. The kitchen was small, everything so cramped together... He’d never had the chance to observe it too closely as whenever they were here, he’d only ever look at her — this was, in fact, the first time he was here alone.

It had its own form of organised chaos, and he could appreciate that… The dishes were all in their place, spices in their corner, kettles left on the unlit stove and other knickknacks fitted in wherever. There was a glaringly empty spot in the centre of the shelf above the sink, like a tooth gap, and if memory served there used to be a bottle last time he was there — red or pink or orange, something bright. Sebastian shrugged to himself and drank the rest of the water.

He crossed the living room afterwards and found himself in front of the mirror, the largest one in the house. His hair was a little ruffled, his cravat was askew, and his collar could do with some ironing… He fixed whatever he could, brushing his hair with his fingers and straightening his clothes again, then walked back, this time heading to her room.

The little hallway that led into it was as dark as last time and just as cold and quiet.

He wondered why she chose the most tucked-away part of the house for her bedroom. He wondered if she had any windows in her room, in fact, to let the sunshine and the warmth in. He wondered what it all looked like, aside from the little he had peeked at the day before…

Sebastian knocked on her door, barely making a tap on the wood. A little thudding sound came from inside. He knocked again.

“Hello?” came her muffled voice.

“Hello,” he said at the door. “Did I wake you?”

“No, I was just —”

He couldn’t make out what she said after that, but he could hear her step closer. The handle squeaked and turned and, through a sliver of an opening, he saw her.

“Good morning,” he said, whispering it this time. A smile beamed on his face. From the little he could see of her, she appeared to be dressed in something blue with white lace at the collar, probably a robe.

“Good morning,” she said, clinging to the door. He couldn’t tell if she was smiling or cringing behind it, but her face was tense with something. “I’m not late, am I?”

“Not at all,” he said. “We can leave whenever you like. I just… just…”

“Wondered whether I’d forgotten?” she chuckled.

“Wanted to see you,” he smiled.

“I should be ready soon. Only…” She paused and looked behind her, then back at him with that same nervousness. “Would you mind going back to your room?”

He was stunned for a second. “Of course not, but… why?”

She bit her lip, perhaps thinking of a convenient lie to tell, but she went instead for vagary. “I left something in the living room.”

He turned his head as if he could see it from there — he couldn’t — then turned back to her. “Why don’t you tell me what it is and I could bring it for you.”

“What? No,” she laughed, “absolutely not.”

“Oh,” he said, discouraged.

It was expected, of course. She may have been generous with her home and her company, but she was far from a frivolous lady. He almost agreed to leave, but then a thought — perhaps indecent and invasive — came to him.

“You know, while living together, we might inevitably encounter awkward situations…”

“Y-yes?”

“Some might even prove to be… unavoidable.”

“Well, this one is very avoidable.”

“So you mean to say that if I needed help, you would not offer it to me, simply because it would prove awkward?”

She opened her mouth to reply, but froze. It was an unfair thing to say, he knew that — she could neither agree with nor deny him. She was trapped. Before she decided what to say, Sebastian leaned in closer to the door, his hands braced on either side, and pressed on.

“You let me live in the same house as you, sleep under the same roof as you,” he said quietly. “What could you possibly request of me that would be more improper than what I have already asked for, and you provided?”

“I…”

“This is already an indecent arrangement. Especially for an unmarried lady, like you, and an unmarried gentleman, like me,” he grinned. “Could what you have forgotten in the living room realistically be more indecent?”

It was a manipulation worthy of an alter ego like that of Vivian Macmillan. Sebastian was shocked at himself, but he couldn’t stop smiling, and he blamed the pompous aristocratic pure-blood persona he invented yesterday for this turn of personality.

She was quiet. Her eyes narrowed, and for a moment he was afraid he’d overstepped and now she was angry with him, or at least tired of his flirtations — but beneath her tired morning scowl, she was thinking.

“Alright,” she said at length, in a suspiciously placid tone. “Look somewhere around the fireplace. I’ve left my woollen stockings there to warm them up before our walk.”

If Sebastian was taken aback, he didn’t show it. He smiled brightly and stepped away, almost hopping to the living room.

In the morning gloom, it was difficult to make out what was where, and it didn’t help that the place was small and cluttered with all manner of things, but he followed her instructions and searched around the fireplace. There was nothing above it, nothing in front, and there were so many layers and patterns of blankets on the armchairs that a pair of stockings might as well be camouflaged.

Eventually, he spotted them: they were laid out over a plump red footstool. Sebastian wasn’t all too familiar with ladies’ lingerie, so he picked them up with care as if they were two snakes ready to bite. They were dark grey and felt softer than they looked, weaved with a vertical pattern of stripes. Judging by the length of them, it seemed as if they’d reach up to somewhere above her knees... His heart stuttered at realising this, and he caught himself thinking of nothing else.

“Sebastian?” he heard her call from her room. “Have you found them yet?”

His first instinct was to say “yes”, but he wanted to wait a moment longer. He rubbed the material of one stocking between his fingers, gliding the layers against each other. Then, he brought it to his mouth and breathed it in: plain wool, fresh soap, a bit of leftover warmth from the dying fire, and something else among it all that he hoped was the scent of her. With a fond smile, he teased the top edge open and kissed the inside, right where it would meet her thigh.

“Sebastian!”

“Coming!”

She visibly trembled as they stepped out the front door and closed it behind them. Sebastian locked it with a simple spell while she wrapped her coat tighter around her, closing it high at her neck.

“I can’t remember the last time I was awake this early,” she groaned, looking into the distance at the sleepy village. The sun was just above the horizon, but a light layer of fog yet hung in the air.

“Can’t say I’m very fond of mornings either,” chuckled Sebastian as he turned toward her. “But for some reason, it feels right to do it here…”

They began walking together, their steps awkward at first but falling in harmony within minutes.

“Are you certain we shouldn’t have had breakfast first?” she asked

“Absolutely. I find it much better to have a walk on an empty stomach. Gets the blood flowing in all the right places.”

The corner of her lip turned up and she gave him a sideways glance, but said nothing.

So, she was grumpy when she hadn’t eaten… Sebastian made a mental note of it.

“Where do you wish to walk?” he asked. They were already going slowly up the street toward the right.

“I’m happy to let you choose.”

“The forest, then. I quite enjoyed it yesterday.”

“Forest it is,” she smiled.

So they continued walking in the same direction, passing by her neighbour’s homes. The only sound around them was the tapping of their boots against the stone.

“That’s where the Royers live,” she said, pointing out a house on the edge of the village, on the other side of the road. “Muggles, and very curious by nature.”

“I see.”

“They don’t get along with the Patenaudes. Honestly, it’s best if you try to avoid both families.”

“I intend to avoid as many people as possible,” he smiled.

She chuckled and kept walking, looking forward. Her hands were stuffed in her coat pockets and her lips were pursed. Sebastian could tell that she was thinking something…

“What is it?” he asked.

“I suppose you wish to leave as soon as possible, don’t you? Return to London, or go somewhere abroad to do… the sort of things you do.”

“I’ve only been here two days…”

“And you already plan to leave, don’t you?”

“And if I am?”

“Nothing,” she shrugged, looking down at the cobblestones that began to be covered with leaves. They had passed the edge of the village by now and were almost in the forest. Birdsong started to fill the air.

Sebastian looked at her from the corner of his eye. There were so many things that could have bothered her about his plans, but he didn’t dare guess what… He was almost afraid to explore the idea in detail. He tried to summon back the arrogant persona of Vivian, or of another wizard that would shamelessly take from a witch’s generosity and not feel anything about it. Or who would live with a witch they found so sweet and tender and not succumb to some unfathomable hunger, not consume her flesh and blood and bone and all.

“Well, I am living here without compensation,” smiled Sebastian. “I feel guilty enough as it is.”

“So you would stay longer if I made you pay for it?” she asked with a smirk.

“That depends entirely on the nature of the charge,” he said, letting the flirtation linger in the air.

She took a deep breath but decided at the last moment not to respond, walking instead quietly with her eyes to the forest ground. Her boots kicked the leaves playfully as if she were walking through a shallow puddle.

Sebastian looked at her… He wondered what had been on the edge of her lips, what was going through her mind right now, what she would ask for, if she allowed herself to. A smile crawled on his lips as he imagined himself repaying her in his own way, but he quickly pushed it down.

“What would you like that to be, if you don’t mind me asking?” he continued. “If you could make me reward you in any way, what would it be?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” she said, still looking down.

“Really? Nothing?” There was laughter in his voice, but also a hint of disappointment.

“I have no need of anything,” she said. The discussion now had taken an existentialist air.

Her indifferent attitude bothered him. “What about what you want?” he insisted. His whole life had been defined by it: needing, wanting — and, when he got the chance to, taking. It was what moved him, what motivated him, what got him out of bed each morning. It was life itself. He could not accept that she denied it to herself.

“What I want?” She pursed her lips as they kept walking. The village was out of sight by now, hidden by the trees. “I can’t say I want anything in particular…”

“That’s a lie,” he said, keeping his tone gentle, even playful, but firm. He wanted her to know that he did not believe her.

She shrugged and smiled awkwardly up at him. The path was shadowed, but the risen sun spotted the ground with light before them. Slowly, she looked up from her boots up to the crowns of the trees as they covered the sky, and she let her head hang back. The air was warmer now, and she had taken her hands out of her pockets and folded them behind her. With the same forgotten smile on her face, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and let the drops of sunlight trail across her skin.

Sebastian’s head was tilted slightly as he looked at her, his lips coming to mimic her soft smile without him realising. She seemed to be in a world all of her own just then — a world completely without him in it. She opened her eyes after a few more steps and looked ahead, paying attention to where she was going again.

“You must know how inadequate I feel,” he said quietly, not ready to let the conversation go.

“You shouldn’t feel inadequate at all,” she said. “I want nothing, I need nothing… But, I will say I do envy you.”

“For what?”

“For your passion…”

Sebastian almost laughed, but there was nothing to laugh about. Her earlier serenity was now replaced with a bitter sadness, a longing, even though she kept her smile. And yet he felt more encouraged now after hearing it, like a window was left open for him — but what he wanted to do once he crawled inside, he did not yet know.

“It sounds to me as if you do need something,” he smiled. Something I could give you.

“I doubt that,” she laughed.

Sebastian did not allow himself to be discouraged. “Think about it…”

She looked up at him briefly and caught his easy smile, but chose to say nothing in return. By now, they had reached the end of the path, where the old cobblestones gave way to naked earth.

“I suppose this is where we turn back,” said Sebastian.

“No need. There’s another path a few feet that way, to the left. It would lead us back. Come on,” she said, stepping through the trees and into the forest’s depths, “there’s something I’d like to buy at the tavern before going back home.”

Sebastian followed her, winding through the forest, tripping now and again against a tree root or some fallen twigs. His eyes kept slipping down for a hint of ankle whenever she raised the hem of her skirt, but her boots hid everything. The muffled sounds of scuttering creatures tickled through the air, softer and more cautious than their graceless steps, but still noticeable.

“Look, a squirrel!” she said, pointing out to a russet one perched on a branch as she kept walking.

“Oh, I see it,” he said with a wide smile. “We passed by two rabbits earlier, did you notice?”

“No! When? I didn’t see.”

“Two brown ones, near their burrow I think.”

“Very sweet,” she said, beaming back at him.

He almost thought they were lost, but soon after that another path opened up, just as she said. If she hadn’t led him to it, he would have completely missed it.

“It’s more narrow than the other one,” she said, her boots clicking on cobblestones once more, “but it’s shorter, I think.”

Sebastian was amused that, although he’d been the one to practically drag her out of the house so early in the morning, she now led the way, and quite leisurely too. It shouldn’t have surprised him, he reasoned: she knew the area far better than he did.

In almost no time, they had reached the village again. He found it hard to tell exactly where they were at first, but when he saw the tavern, he recognised it right away.

“Oh, it’s open! We’re lucky.”

“But we haven’t got any money,” said Sebastian as he caught up with her.

“That’s alright,” she winked.

He didn’t understand until they went inside. Sebastian kept a bit of a distance while she chatted with the owner, Mr John Cheese, a cheerful but mellow old man with a bushy moustache and alarmingly red cheeks. His flat cap did little to conceal his thinning grey hair.

The young lady asked for two meat pies and a bottle of red wine.

“And do you have any milk?”

“Dairyman hasn’t come around yet,” he said with his high, frail voice. “Usually comes ‘round at ‘bout 9, and t’isn’t even 8 in the mornin’ yet.”

“I doubt I’ll come around later. Ah well, that’s alright.”

“Y’sure?”

“Yes, I’ve enough for breakfast today.”

“Fer you and the feller?” the old man chuckled.

Sebastian couldn’t see the girl’s face, but he could hear the tight, impatient smile in her voice. “Yes, yes, for both me and my tenant.”

“How much yer charging him?”

“Why?” she asked cheekily. “You’re looking to take his place?”

“No,” the old man laughed. “I’m happy where I am.”

They chatted a bit more while he wrapped the things up for her, and then she bid her goodbyes. She turned and waved to Mr Cheese as she joined Sebastian again.

“Good day t’you!”

“You too, Mr Cheese. Thank you for the pies. Good day!”

The door swung closed behind them with a chime of the bell, and they began walking back home.

“Funny old barkeep,” said Sebastian.

“Yes, too funny,” she said, seeming less amused. “He thinks because he’s old he can afford to say whatever he wants. The cheek, to ask how much I’m charging you… How crude.”

“He let you have those for free?” he asked, pointing to the pies and the wine.

“No, I’ll pay him when I next pass by… Besides, it’s not as if he doesn’t know where I live. Everyone knows everyone here.”

They were soon back at the house — the closer they got, the faster she walked, almost leaving Sebastian trailing behind.

“Take these inside would you, please?” she said, handing the food to him.

“Of course,” he said as he went to open the door. “Should I get breakfast ready?”

“Yes yes, please, I’ll be right in,” she said. She closed the little wooden gate behind them, then turned toward the garden where the chickens were clucking loudly. “Oh my girls, my girls!” he heard her say as she went to open the coop. “I’m late, I know. Awww, has mother abandoned you? Has mother been bad?”

Sebastian laughed and stepped inside while she went to get the chicken feed.

Breakfast was heavier than usual, but they got through it faster and in a more lively mood.

“I wasn’t so taken with the idea at first,” she said when they were almost done eating, finishing up with marmalade on toast. “But I see the appeal of it…”

“You mean the morning walk?”

“Yes. It really wakes one up...”

“So you’d like to do more of it?” he grinned, leaning forward with his elbows on the table.

“Well, I can’t promise that,” she smiled, sitting back leisurely. “Do you intend to go every morning?”

“That depends…”

“On what?”

“On you.”

“How?” she laughed. “You could very well go without me, like yesterday.”

Sebastian kept his smile, but said nothing right away. He played with the spoon in his half-empty cup of tea, silver circling the porcelain with a chime.

They finished their breakfast in that silence, and cleaned up together. Afterwards, she disappeared somewhere in the garden while Sebastian went to his room to finish the letter for Burke.

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fluffle-writes · 1 year

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Night Raven Cemetery AU - Meet Heartslabyul!

Part 2 of the Night Raven Cemetery AU. This stars the Heartslabyul squad, I hope you enjoy! And feel free to let me know what you think about the AU!

CW - Death - Death Mentions - Graphic Depictions of Violence - Descriptions of Rotting - Angst

The Heartslabyul sector of the Cemetery houses vast fields of blooming, red roses and beautiful pathways and well-kept graves and tombstones. There's an emphasis on cleanliness and rule following in the area, and it's quickly learned that it's for one's own good that you follow such rules...

This area is a homage to the great rose Kingdom, the architecture of fountains and the abundant flowers throughout the gardens all sporting a sea of bright red not quite shaking the coldness that comes so naturally to places that hold so much death and sadness...

I wonder... Who may we meet in such a place...

Riddle Rosehearts - Banshee

A fearsome spirit of a young man who roams the rose mazes that contain the graves of those hailing from the kingdom of Roses. He appears around the Cemetery in somewhat of a pattern, which only really differs during significant events or changes in weather. Regardless, his movements can be fairly predictable if you learn the rules that he follows, which result in him being easy to avoid or find depending on your goals.

One of the most important rules that all must follow is the rule that the mazes must remain silent between 9pm and 12pm every weekend. During this time, all that can be heard is the distraught screams and cries of a single voice - recognisable as that of the banshee. If anyone else is to speak during this time, then they'd better run unless they wish to lose their heads…

Riddle is most likely to attack people who are loud, even if their mannerisms are cheerful and kind hearted. It's always the loud ones who get on his nerves first, although the quickest way to get on his bad side is to break a nonsensical rule or argue against them, even if you didn't know the rule in the first place.

His aggression is easily settled by offerings of tarts or tea, as long as they are allowed at that time. He definitely favours sweets, despite denying that fact if it’s ever brought up while he’s around. Other ways to placate him include: Gifting him red roses (white will anger him further), playing with hedgehogs that may appear on your path, or even singing him the crocodile song!

Most, if not all, of his victims tried to tackle him alone. While he isn’t fast, he’s certainly swift and powerful in his judgement with a ‘punish now, speak later’ attitude. If they’re lucky, his victims may come out alive with bruises or cuts around their neck. However, in the case of someone breaking a particularly important rule (such as causing a ruckus during the three hour silence each night) their bodies are often found by ther coworkers the next day… They never do manage to figure out where the heads go, though...

The last thing most of his victims ever hear is his shrill cry of ‘OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!’

When he takes his visible form, he may often be covered in thorny roses, with blackened blood leaking from wherever the thorns appear to pierce skin. His clothing is regal, and holds an air of power despite their tattered state as if they had been torn by thorns akin to the ones coating his papery white skin. Records in the morgue state that his corpse was found entangled in thorns of rose bushes in the middle of winter, and he had died of hypothermia hours before he had been found.

Whenever he’s present, regardless of whether or not Riddle has made himself visible or is angry, there’s always an unsettling coldness that can be felt (particularly around one’s neck)

Once he grows close to a person, he may choose to follow them closely on some days. You’ll usually be able to tell that he’s there by the frigid air, even on sunny days.

Sometimes, albeit very rarely, you may be able to observe him from a distance. He’ll play and run through the rose bushes as he hadn’t been able to do as a child. Seeing his smile will bring a feeling of deep grief to the hearts of anyone that sees it - a deep-rooted feeling borne from his tragically early death.

His control over the spirits of the Rose Kingdom is born from his desperation to have some level of control after his death, with the three hours of silence enforced to allow him to cry out and mourn all who have died by his hand with only the silence of nightfall to accompany the harrowing sound.

Trey Clover - Poltergeist

This poltergeist boasts an intimidating appearance, being fairly tall and often enshrouded by shadows with piercing eyes that follow you around. Weaker, smaller, or more mild-mannered people are most likely to spot him in their peripheral vision. Especially before the banshee approaches where they are or if they're unknowingly breaking one of his many rules. He's hard to find if you want to single him out, but there isn't much reason to actively attempt to avoid him unless he finds your behaviour particularly entertaining...

Trey is far more docile than some other spectres that stalk amongst the rose bushes of Heartslabyul - although that's not to say that he's completely harmless...

Those who may find treats unattended, or a spread of delectable tarts and pastries, and decide to help themselves may just earn his ire if he's not repaid for such casual thievery.

This particular poltergeist is a master of illusionary tricks. He'll drive his prey mad with sounds that they'll belive to be in their head, shadowy movements out the corners of their eyes, things swapping places and changing colours so subtly that they can't tell if it's actually happening or if they're making it all up in their heads...

Those who get it worst are the ones who are openly malicious. Be it disrespecting graves, talking ill of the dead, or mocking those weaker than themselves where he may be able to see - these victims are most likely to disappear the moment they're caught alone in the Rose gardens.

The only remains anyone's been able to find are scribbled out images of the missing person. These drawings - or 'doodles' if you will - are to be sent to the crematorium upon being found. We don't want a repeat of Clover Incident IV...

Of course, he may be reasoned with. He'll often offer those who have only toed the line of his temper chances to redeem themselves in the forms of hastily scribbled lists and rough drawings. Complete tasks and fetch items for him and he'll become far more docile than before...

It's odd how often the items he asks for are always cooking ingredients...

His visible form differs depending on how he feels towards the person he is visible to.

To strangers and enemies, he is a messy, writing mass of scribbles taking humanoid form that looks just a little bit wrong. Perhaps some parts of his torso bulge out a bit too far, perhaps his arms or neck are too long. The difference for these two groups are his eyes - a honey-like golden shine to a warm, curious gaze often meets newcomers... Whereas his enemies get the cold, withering stare tainted with a red all too close to the colour of blood...

Friends will see a truer form. A young boy will stand before them, still intimidatingly large in size, however part of that is attributed to what covers him. Swathes of herbs and greenery burst forth from him as vines wrap around his arms and clovers form a clover-shaped mark on his face... What was once enshrouded by the cloak of his powers is shown clearly to those he may trust. Just ignore the black ink that leaks from where the stems meet his skin. None who ask about it are ever met with a kind fate...

You'll know he's there when you pick up a scent floating on the wind. The smell of burnt pastries and charred herbs can be picked up on no matter how much he likes a person, choking those who stay around him for too long with the overwhelming scent.

He may sometimes be encountered in the main living quarters on the cemetery, mostly in the kitchen. You shouldn't use the oven or stove tops when he's around, as it can be garuntee that any attempt to turn on the device will result in the poltergeist immediately switching it back off and making the air hum until it feels as if your eardrums are about to implode. (Although this only seems to happen to people he grows fond of.)

Observing him from afar may show him in a new light, head turned up to look at clouds lazily rolling across the sky, or looking at each and every detail of a rose cupped in his hands as he takes a moment to drift into the calm that can settle over the cemetery when everything is quiet.

If a living person who he's fond of attracts the ire of Riddle, its likely that they may be seen together. Any time they've been spotted at such times, they've both fled from any witnesses. The person always dies the next day in the same, brutal way as all the others. Trey goes missing for up to six months after any of these occurrences.

Cater Diamond - Oni

One of the more odd spirits found in the gardens of Heartslabyul. This spirit will often cause a ruckus in the presence of people - be they visitors or the usual Groundskeepers for the area. Several warnings have been issued to newer staff members to not record any acts of the Oni (or any spirits in general) as it seems that such attention may only encourage such behaviour. We're lucky that this particular Oni is far less violent that other spirits of the same type... Then again, it's not like he isn't dangerous. This is Night Raven Cemetery, after all...

Cater is the spirit in Heartslabyul that's most likely to cause a ruckus. Throwing around a red substance that we all like to hope is paint (but never test for fear that we may be wrong), pushing and shoving workers so they may stumble into rose bushes or fountains, and simply badgering anyone he feels like bothering for attention. These acts are always paired with cheeky laughter, although it's important to note that people who are subject to these pranks are usually not harmed too seriously.

Unlike what some may think, ignoring him is a one-way trip to a shitty time. Anyone who tries to turn their head and stay quiet whenever met by his pranks will have the treatment change from teasing, to overbearing, to relentless, to downright murderous.

Cater likes flashier tricks and pranks when it comes to messing with mortals. Anything that makes him stand out and makes people look at him! He's seen workers come and go - they're all temporary, ever-changing and he's unlikely to get attached as quickly as others seem to...

Ignore him enough and you'll soon learn that Cater doesn't quite limit himself on what may be too far with his little 'pranks' - pushing the boundaries over and over while seemingly no longer caring if he gets a satisfying reaction from his victims.

His tricks will morph into deadly 'accidents.' Knives being dropped down on someone from high up, toppled structures that land where they were standing just moments before. Even if they do start reacting at this point, and let's be honest who wouldn't, Cater isn't one to stop once he's finally able to have some fun.

A few workers have been landed in the infirmary due to his behaviour, and it's suspected that many of the 'accidents' around the Heartslabyul grounds are his doing - although there's no concrete evidence to support those suspicions...

His visible form is quite unique in the sense that... it's almost like there's multiple copies of the Oni in front of you - diamond markings on a sickly pale face as multiple forms merge together and mesh in and out of one-another. He's constantly shifting and moving, one moment towering over you with a cruel grin and another, looking up at you with eyes that look too sad, too human, too young.

His form is much more honest if he's fond of you - showing up in pictures with a peppy smile (even if the warping and twisting within the image is a thing of nightmares. At least he's happy!)

The scent that follows him is nauseating, as if someone tried to disguise the smell of diseased, rotting meat with candies and cakes that only festered and grew into an intoxicating stench of choking sweetness and disgusting rot. It's only too overwhelming when he's close enough to touch you, and it seems that he enjoys your struggles when he grapples onto you for the fun of it.

If you're sneaky enough, you may catch a glimpse of a moment that feels... almost personal. Just the young boy standing alone to look out to the distance, and humming a gentle, yet unrecognisable melody. It's likely the most human-looking form anyone will ever see from him. And the last thing they'll ever see.

He's the only notable Heartslabyul spirit that doesn't quite latch onto living companions. He simply acts as if his favourite little victim never existed as he moves onto the next one. He's never been observed becoming close to the living since the disappearance of that man who worked the gardens when he first took form...

Ace Trappola - Poltergeist

This little shit is an avid trickster around the gardens, albeit far less dangerous and violent than the resident Oni. He's one of the newer spirits in the cemetery - having taken form within the last year compared so his 'seniors', some of which who have remained in the gardens for decades. Being one of the younger spirits makes him more volatile when someone attracts his ire, so it's advised that newer staff members avoid him when they can to avoid such issues.

Ace is a tricky ghost, managing to get close to people without them noticing his presence until he decides to make himself known - be it by shoving his hand into their back and sending a brief freezing sensation through their neck, poking their sides to make them flinch, or yelling suddenly when it's quiet to see them jump.

(He does have a tell for when he's nearby though, with the wind picking up and ruffling nearby plants and shrubbery in a way that it creates a sound almost akin to laughter.)

Similar to Cater, Ace craves the reactions of his prey (as is common among prankster type ghosts) and will also become more pushy if someone refuses to acknowledge him. However, Ace's differences start in how he approaches these particular people - instead seeing if they may react to him messing with other people nearby, or perhaps to other tricks and surprises he can muster up - instead of the desperate violence that the Oni's actions may develop into.

Instead, Ace's victims are often those who antagonise the poltergeist. Be it disrespecting graves while he's around, implying that he's powerless because he's young and can only pull juvenile pranks, or even going as far as to mention how nobody ever seems to come to visit him...

These people sign themselves up for a living hell the moment they cross these lines. And you'll know when it happens - when the wind picks up so much that you have to battle against it, and the coldness whips against your skin like daggers gliding across it.

His cold touches will become jabs of icy pain throughout their body leaving a lasting chill that they can't seem to shake for hours - as if they had been sat out in a blizzard with no forms of protection. The playful jabs to the side that once tickled slightly will feel like their sides had been gouged out with a blunt weapon, even when there's no wounds to be seen, the pain remaining for days. These victims may even find themselves waking up standing outside whenever it rains at night, soaked to the bone and likely to suffer from a cold the next day.

Most who are subject to this treatment don't actually die, instead being driven away from the island and quitting their jobs. Ace has already managed to drive away many employees of the cemetery, all of whom had been muttering about the pay not being worth that hell and rubbing at wounds that never even existed in the first place.

No deaths have been reported to have been caused by this spirit... However, its suspected that the disappearances of the cleaning crew who dumped that bucket of dirty water on Yuu may be caused by the poltergeist.

His visible form can be seen by anyone he decides to prank, being one of the more 'normal' looking ghosts in the cemetery - which van be attributed to the fact that he still clings to his old identity from when he was alive. There are still marks left by his death, of course. The ring around his neck where a viscous, black ink leaks from what looks like a wound (as if his head had been separated from his body at some point) is an example of such marks.

Befriending the poltergeist can actually end up being rather easy if you know what to do. If you take a pack or two of playing cards with you to the rose gardens, and chances are he'll seek you out himself. Playing games with him and sharing card tricks is the fastest, and best, way to befriend the spirit.

Don't be surprised if he chases off others who may want to join, it's a normal behaviour for younger ghosts to be possessive of mortals they grow fond of.

Befriending Ace will cause some changes around you - the constant soft breeze and feeling of eyes watching you constantly being the biggest changes. Its almost as if he has his eyes on you, even if he isn't visible...

He gets... Protective, to say the least...

If you see him from a distance, he may not notice you, and you'll be able to see him fiddling with whatever playing cards he's managed to snag from unsuspecting workers. He's often playing some sort of game or trying to get this one trick right that he's never quite managed to do...

Ignore the tears he keeps wiping away...

Out of all the spirits in this sector, he's the only one who will actively fight against the banshee to protect mortals, where others would usually back down or turn a cheek. The first time he failed to protect someone from Riddle, the hurricanes made it nearly impossible to work in the nearby areas of the cemetery. He's mellowed out now that he's grown used to the actions of the banshee, but issues may continue to arise if he gets as attached again.

Deuce Spade - Revenant

Deuce is another young spirit, but a lot more melancholy and well behaved unless he's accompanied by the troublesome poltergeist Ace. It seems that most of the time, when encountered alone, the Revenant is docile, just silently observing. But his anger, when it rears it's ugly head, is explosive and destructive. The landscaping team has already had to rebuild a few pathways... Avoid talking to this one, but if you must, then remain kind and patient. else you may meet a grisly fate...

Deuce is well behaved and often trails after Ace or Trey, as he is the current youngest spirit within the Heartslabyul gardens. Whenever he causes issues, it's likely that Ace isn't too far away. you'll likely be jostled or shoved by the revenant - although when he's angry the aches can become bruises or breaks.

He seems to prefer kinder or sweeter members of staff - those who respect animals around the gardens and visitors who may be around. Delinquents are the one he's most likely to bother with nudges, that turn to pushes, that turn into shoves that are just slightly too close to the edge of a pond...

If they continue with callousness and mistreatment of others even after his warnings, he's much more likely to become more terribly violent and enraged. What once were shoves become a barrage of punches and kicks.

The worst injuries from this spirit were sustained by a gardener that threatened a bird's nest in one of the bushes in the gardens - the injuries made him unrecognisable if it hadn't been for his name badge. So don't harm any birds eggs unless you want your funeral to be closed casket ceremony...

Having him nearby makes your heart race and muscles tense, as if there's a lurking danger or a fight about to break out. The uncontrollable tenseness and discomfort as if your fight-or-flight response has taken hold of your being only intensifies with his anger.

His visible form is almost... Forgettable? You definitely feel like you see his face when you look at him, but when you look away, all you can recall is the colour of his eyes boring into you and the dark smudge dripping from one eye like blood... It's almost as if the memory of his face has faded so much that it's lost from his current appearance.

When he's angry, though, hair that was once midnight blue pales into a shocking pale blonde and becomes completely untamed, and the green of his eyes intensifies into an enraged gaze that makes it feel as if there's a crushing weight on top of you - with them being the only visible feature on his face.

Be kind to him, and be kind to the gardens, then you'll have a fairly docile spectre who may even manage to fend off other, more threatening spirits. (Although, he may learn the hard way just how strong Riddle is if you cross the most powerful ghost in the gardens. He may be loyal in defending you, but he is not all-powerful. let's make sure that's not a lesson that he has to learn any time soon.)

When he thinks he's alone, you may be able to spot him fiddling with a handful of flowers, weaving them together into flower crowns. And if he's fond enough of you, he'll probably even gift you one, with a soft murmur about how his mother taught him how to make them.

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iphigeniainaulis · 1 year

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Eternal Lovers

Character: Isaac Prompts: Masks that come off only once you meet your soulmate | Masks which represent one’s true self

A little something for dear @cheese-ception (the Ikemen Flash Exchange (@flash-exchange) 🌙

Once upon a time there was a town on the very top of Milky Mount. Snow white trees surrounded its walls like a giant seashell full of pearls and diamonds. The sky there was painted in deep sapphire, and the emerald grass held the scent of heather and cornflowers. But it wasn't nature that the place was famous for. The most intriguing part of the town was its citizens as each and everyone of them wore a mask that was a reflection of their own soul.

You’d never been able to see your mask in the mirror. Yet, something inside you whispered that it wasn’t that awful. Some people, indeed, avoided you, covering their eyes in a hurry. Others grumbled in displeasure, crossing the street to hide in the shadows. Most of them, however, welcomed you with a sweet smile. You did the same, listening to their complaints, calming, caring, helping. Every morning you woke up the citizens, ringing the bells of the Golden Tower. Every day you harvested wheat and warmed up water in the rivers, watched after sunflower fields soaked with yellow. And every evening you went back home, getting rare words of gratitude from the locals who seemed no more interested in you. It was okay. You still loved them deeply for they were your only family. But the night fell, and it wasn't gentle. The feeling of eternal loneliness came all over you again and again, reminding you how those people praised you only for as long as they needed something from you. There wasn't a single soul that appreciated you for just the way you were.

Until one day.

A mysterious astronomer settled down in the town. You saw him once or twice from behind. His soft cherry hair resembled the summer sky before the sunset, the skin was more pale than the crescent moon. He used to walk with a slouch, always so fast and anxious. It was strange, almost cute, and made you chuckle in delight. One evening you saw his slender figure in the apple orchard.

It's already so dark and chilly. He will catch a cold if sitting here like this.

You coughed loudly and deliberately stepped on a withered branch to introduce your presence, but the astronomer was sleeping peacefully, leaning his back against the apple tree. Sneaking from behind, you gently touched the man’s shoulder. When it didn't work as well, you hugged the tree trunk and started to shake it vigorously.

“Open your eyes, sleepyhead! Or you may gravitate to the ground.”

One red apple fell from the tree and landed on the unlucky astronomer’s head. He jumped on his feet, moaning in pain.

“For God’s sake, my name is Isaac, not a ‘sleepyhead’! And I wasn't going to gravi…W-what? What did you —”

Isaac turned to you in haste and caught nothing but the haze of your laughter. He took the red fruit from the ground and stared at it both in disbelief and excitement.

That was how your strange friendship began to bloom. You never met face to face but could feel when one of you was near the other. Every day you brought freshly baked pies and hot tea to Isaac’s door, and every evening you lit colorful lanterns on the streets in case he felt the need to study late at night. Isaac, in his turn, obediently followed you after the growing dusk, protecting you from the dangers waiting in the darkening allies. And sent you baskets full of red apples where you sometimes could find little hedgehog, Harry, always sleepy and clumsy, just like his owner.

It was a month after your first meeting. The sapphire sky was covered with pearl clouds, and little drops of rain were hitting the roofs like a wooden mallet touching a xylophone, filling the streets with the crystal music of autumn.

You wanted to hide from the weather in your cozy cottage when you saw a familiar basket full of apples at the doorsteps. As usual, a spiny friend of yours was sobbing right there, surrounded by red juicy apples.

“Harry, you little wretch! Isaac will get worried when he finds out you’re not with him.”

Suddenly, noisy sounds of someone’s sharp breath came from behind, giving you chills. After all, it was dark, it was rainy, and nobody was there to save you except your own self. So, you raised your hand in defense, turning back and hitting the stranger’s face.

The person most certainly didn't expect that from you and after a few seconds of desperate attempts to restore the balance dropped on the wet grass. The light from lanterns revealed his soft cherry curls that were previously hidden behind the hood.

“I’m so sorry” – you ran towards the man, watching ruefully how the dirt painted circles on his white shirt – “if only I could help–”

“As you always do. Even though they don't deserve your kindness.” He’d been avoiding your gaze all those days, but now his eyes, tender and clever, were studying your face through the slits of the mask. His mask. The most beautiful creation you’d ever seen.

Probably, your intense gaze embarrassed Isaac because he quickly turned away.

“I-I didn't mean to scare you! Harry was nowhere to be seen, so I decided to go and search for him,” he mumbled softly.

“It's alright!”, you were quick to assure him. ”I just didn't expect to see you here…talking.”

Your words surely didn't help. He lowered his gaze and looked even more embarrassed than ever. Probably, you thought, it was your first and last conversation. But before you could think of any way to smooth over the awkwardness of the situation, Isaac started speaking again.

“I wanted to say something but never had enough courage to approach you. This town, it’s…I’ve felt so lonely here. They all think that I’m strange and avoid me. You’re the only one who appreciates me for what I am. Before meeting with you I struggled to find my destiny, but your light and warmth showed me the way. You make me feel safe and loved. I…I want to give something to you in return. I–”

He was in desperate need of air, cheeks crimson red as if from fever.

“…I just want t-to be with you.”

“Nobody cares for me in this town. They’ll miss me only when they lose me. You’re the only one who values and guides me through the darkness. I just want to be with you, Isaac.”

You reached out to each other, sharing the same sky, the same pain and the same love. The moment your hands met, two masks dropped on the ground. One sparkled with the abiding faith and loyalty of the elegant Moon. And the other one captured the dazzling beauty and burning passion of the shining Sun.

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