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luxthestrange · 4 months
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TWST Incorrect quotes#671 A barista
Azul decided to promote you from waitress/waiter to barista...for you to have limited time with the customers-...that didn't work out
Yuu, as a barista*Putting whipped cream on a drink*
MobStudent: Um, excuse me, I didn't ask for whipped cream-
Yuu: Oh, you didn't ask for whipped cream?
MobStudent: Nuh-uh
Yuu: Did you say that at the register?
MobStudent: Yeah!
Yuu: Okay, so that means that this isn't your fucking drink, so if you could kindly sit your ass down and I will call you when your drink is ready
Azul*Watching from a distance, with a horrified stare*...Should I just....break their contract?...
Tweels*Both losing it after you shooed the student off*Hehehe!~/HAHAHA!?
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WHUMPTOBER 2022 - Alt Prompt 11 - Stabbed “Here to laugh?” Imagine finding your upperclassman bleeding out in the hallway. That’s just mildly terrifying but at this point it probably surprises you less than it should.
-NO ROMANCE INCLUDED-
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xxfillerxx · 1 year
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Yuu if Malleus overblots:
Everyone: ...
Ace: Well, that's it. We just made Malleus Draconia overblot. The STRONGEST mage here.
Lilia: Indeed, it looks like we're in quite the pickle here. But we must form a plan if we are to overcome this and help save Malleus, this is not the same as the other overblots you youngins have faced before.
Epel: I... really don't know if this seems possible, but we've faced impossible situations before.
Yuu:
Yuu: ...
Yuu: *Starts digging*
Deuce: Uh, Yuu? What are you doing?
Yuu: I'm digging.
Ace: Yeah no shit, but why? Did you come up with a plan already?
Yuu: No, I'm digging my grave.
Silver: This really isn't the time for jokes.
Yuu: I agree! Now if anyone wants to help me, they're welcome to. I've faced 6 overblots, but I'm not fighting THAT. I'm out, I'm not gonna be responsible for a suicide mission. Instead, I'm just gonna be responsible for writing my will before I head into certain death.
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reinbouxsworld · 2 years
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Grim, Idia’s #1 hater
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kami-kun1003 · 4 days
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one thing i have noticed about the twst fandom is that there is a severe lack of Yuus who are genuinely horrible people
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lowkeyclueless5137 · 11 months
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Double isekai au
Diasomnia, Ignihyde, Poemfiore and Scarabia ver.
Yep yep... It's not like I've explained 2 times with 2 different characters... :'3
But here we're gonna refine the wine a bit... :3
I will cover more rules, along with small lil details.
And also the reveal of 4 out of the 7 Yuus that are present in their own double Isekai au.
Also their relationships with the double isekaied twst Boi. :v
We are gonna tackle this in reverse dorm order, because why not? :3c
More under the cut!
Diasomnia: Malleus and Yuu
Much like we all know, this double Isekai features a very dumb Malleus. Like he is academically smart, but at the same time his only functional social braincell is just all over the place. He has been infested with gen Z humor and since discovering his magic in twisted wonderland he thinks he's dollar store sailor moon.
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His Yuu(which yeah, they're named Yuu) is filling the role of chaotic BFF. They also hype Malleus into all the dumb shit possible.
Unlike Malleus, Yuu is more socially capable, although a very messy simp. They would have the guts to propose right then and there for the Scarabia student B. And they don't even try to hide their simp agenda.
Another funny thing was: Malleus had blonde days. Days where he was just a bundle of joy that would skip around and pick flowers. It was absolutely embarrassing and Yuu would bring it up just to mess with him.
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And another thing... Well... There is a reason Yuu has their hair covering half of their face. :v
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Ignihyde: Ortho and Yuuki
Listen... I love this one in particular, mostly because of the Yuu in here(They are named Yuuki) and also the family dynamics.
Yuuki is very protective. Mostly to the point where Ortho finds it annoying. There is a lot of bickering on this theme, but it all dials back to them just sticking for one another. They are the middle children since Otto(the youngest sibling in the crevette household) came into the picture. Ortho tries to be less overprotective over the new sib, but at the same time, both he and yuuki have an agreement to beat up anyone who tries to harm the baby. There's also big sib Yulia, who goes to college aboard. She is a walking entity of sass. U-U.
It's mostly your average suburbs family.
One thing about Ortho's journey along Yuuki is that he journals things. (as a punishment at the start of the year) And he really doesn't believe the teach will buy his school year adventure. Doesn't help that probably he broke several international laws during that time. Just... Give him a passing mark... :'3
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Another thing is that during their adventure, both Ortho and Yuuki undergo several changes.
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And also one thing in here is that Ortho is alergic to pickles... So Yuuki pretty much uses it as an excuse to make 'he asked for no pickles' meme, with Ortho completely done and over with it.
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Poemfiore: Vil and Kayuu
Yes, again the Isekai goes on at a young age. Truck-kun really has no patience. U-U
Vil in here gets his own slice of bullying pie, much like Ortho did. Mostly since he was looking feminine. Kayuu(Vil's Yuu) is the big sibling with only a year, but even if they are a boxing prodigy, they are a firm believer of peace and diplomacy, which really doesn't help Vil in any way.
Vil's double Isekai has Neige as the poemfiore dormleader. Vil grows in popularity among NRC during his adventures and this prompts Neige to step onto his game, as no one really imposed a challenge to him up until now.
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Also Kayuu learns that sometimes it's OK to punch bitches. Vil drills in their head that they shouldn't be a carpet for people to walk on.
Nonetheless, their relationship is a bit stranded at the start, but with time, they figure it out and are happy siblings.
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Scarabia: Jamil and Yuuana
This took place around the time Jamil got in his head about his role as a servant. Kalim was absolutely devastated to hear that Jamil dissappeared.
In here, Jamil has small snippets of his time back in twst before the Isekai, but tells no one. He had a good family and a younger sibling, Yuuana, who thinks their big bro is the best.
Yuuana is a hit shy, mostly due to the fact that she is mute, but Jamil learned sign for her sake and also got for her birthday a parrot, who was trained to speak certain basics when showed an equivalent in sign. Yuuana named the parrot Coco(from the coconut).
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Thier Isekai adventure has Jamil quickly piecing things together. He figures out quickly what is his origins, but would rather keep the gig of 'oh I'm a magicless hooman isekaied in here with my lil sib and we want home'.
Thing is... Kalim didn't forget about Jamil either, he just cannot really figure out why the magicless boy looks so familiar.
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And here's the first 4 double isekais. :3
Now onto the next 3! :3
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spadeuce · 1 year
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So I saw this cat art in a store today and it looked oddly familiar
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britishassistant · 11 months
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In my brain MalleYuu has the same energy as JonMartin
No I will not elaborate
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diedraechin · 1 year
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#yuu-nii!! #pseudobigbrother
Yuuri looked over at the video monitor on his desk and quickly wrapped up the short email to his manager before pushing back his chair and standing up. He’d taken the monitor out of Riku’s hands when she’d finally given in and headed to bed the night before. Preparations for the Four Continents had been going on for ages, but now that the competition was only a month away, things were just getting busier on her end arranging everything with the international press and foreign officials.
The least Yuuri could do while staying with Riku and Alexi was let them sleep in a little.
He padded down the hallway to the next room and slipped inside. 
Roma was standing up and staring at the door, his foot halfway up to try and climb over the railings. It was probably time for the crib to go. Riku and Alexei knew it as well. They were already discussing replacing it with a futon, which made infinitely more sense to Yuuri. He’d never had a crib growing up at all. Roma put his foot down and held out his arms instead. “Yuu-niii!”
“С утречком. Выспались? (Morning. Did you sleep good?)” Yuuri said as he came in and reached out to lift Roma out of his crib.
Once settled on his hip, Roma immediately shoved his fingers into his mouth and put his head on Yuuri’s shoulder.
“I’m guessing, yes. You know that’s kinda gross, right? You shouldn’t chew on your fingers. But if you’re hungry, we can go and see what we can find.” Yuuri carried him out of the room and set him down as they approached the stairs so he could open the safety gate. Roma grabbed onto Yuuri’s fingers and held on as he took one step down, and then stopped, looked up at Yuuri and made a face before taking another determined step down again.
“Pretty sure I’m supposed to carry you down the stairs, Roma.”
Roma muttered a cute little no and then took another determined step down, squeezing Yuuri’s fingers with his.
It took forever, but eventually they reached the bottom of the stairs and Roma beamed at him before demanding to be picked up and carried around the house as they took care of some morning essentials.
Eventually, though, they made their way into the kitchen and Yuuri put his phone on the counter to play some music quietly, setting Roma down, and fully expecting him to toddle off to his toys to wreck destruction with his blocks or whatever. The toys were all within sight of the kitchen; it was his normal morning routine. Roma didn’t go anywhere, however, grabbing onto Yuuri’s pajama pants with his fist and bouncing to the music instead while babbling something that Yuuri couldn’t quite follow.
“Yeah, it’s good. Much better than papa’s music.” It took a bit of maneuvering around him, and at least two mini dance breaks with Roma, but Yuuri got breakfast going and then pulled out the container of strawberries he’d bought the day before. “Want one?”
He cleaned and cut the head off one of the strawberries, sticking the cut off bit in his own mouth to get the small remains of the berry and prepped a few more before picking up Roma and offering one to him. Roma grabbed the berry and started chewing on it, a bit of strawberry juice and drool dribbling down his chin.
“You are both gross and cute. Why are children both gross and cute? Probably so we don’t try and put you up on ebay.” He grabbed a clean kitchen cloth from the drawer and wiped Roma’s face.
“Yuu-nii! Dance!”
Yuuri spun around quickly, setting off a wave of giggles from Roma. “Yuu-nii! Again!”
Laughing, Yuuri held out another strawberry. “How about another strawberry first and dancing second?”
Roma grabbed the berry from Yuuri’s hand and took a little bite. “Oishi!”
The shutter sound of a camera app made Yuuri look over his shoulder to where Alexei was standing near the entrance to the kitchen area, smiling.
“Has he eaten?” Alexei asked.
Yuuri shook his head. “Just a couple of berries.”
“There’s natto in the fridge.”
“納豆わ好き?(You like natto?)” Yuuri turned to look at Roma who bobbed his head. “Nato.”
“Riku is doing a good job if she’s making you feed him natto in the morning. Don't let papa get away with not stirring it one hundred times. Natto must be stirred one hundred times.” Yuuri snickered.
“How is he my child?” Alexei looked around the kitchen. “What’s for breakfast?”
“Fish. Soup. Rice. The usual,” Yuuri replied.
“How are you my child?” Alexei griped.
Yuuri shrugged. “Guess I’ll just have to ask my parents about that one.”
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bigbrainbiology · 1 year
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"You got a smooth brain up there?"
- AU where Mika embraces being a vampire, dresses like an 18th century pirate, and insults all the peasants <3
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hydranomago · 2 years
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★ Akira exhibiting 中二病/‘Chuunibyou’ (it’s a feat that he doesn’t laugh when everyone else does) 
1st segment: 
Akira: (dramatic) Damn it... my wrist hurts. It’s probably because I practiced too much yesterday. The real match is after this. If I go on like this, it’ll be bad. (dramatic exit) 
Alan: (immediate tsukkomi) What the hell did Akira say so suddenly? Wasn't he dancing even just now during the opening? 
Mizue: (shook by unhinged Akira) 
Alan: (forcefully bringing things back to normal) But Akira loves gaming, so I believe he’ll channel all his passion into these matches. 
2nd segment:
Miura (plays: Higekiri opposite Akira’s Hizamaru in Touken Ranbu) and Akira have a ‘phone call’ on stage. As the ‘senior’ role, Miura gives Akira encouragement and ‘sends’ him a special item which would help him win the games. 
Special item reveal: wrist bandage  [Stage sound effect] 
Alan: (entering tsukkomi mode) Don’t play the ‘don!’ sound effect here. 
Akira: (entering into chuunibyou mode again) Not bad. 
Mizue: (second hand embarrassment, curling and cringing, still elegant af) 
Alan: That ‘call’ was live from Fukuoka? The whole conversation was a bit off; I wonder if it’s the fault of an unstable line, or Akira’s fault. 
MC: (laughing) Please don’t investigate this any longer. 
Mizue: (still recovering) 
Alan: For the wrist band to arrive only now though, would it be too late for the team? 
Akira: (dramatically caressing wrist band) 
Mizue: (recovered) Well, it was a good scene. But at the start Akira’s reactions to Miura were kind of stilted; like “ah I see”. 
Alan: (agreeing) 
Akira: (sweetly) Oi, I can hear you. 
Alan: (cutely) Yes? 
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luxthestrange · 2 years
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TWST Incorrect quotes#40 Truth stings
Dorm Leaders: Bad things keep happening to me like I have bad luck or something. Yuu: Boys-Sweethearts~, you don’t have bad luck. The reason bad things happen to you is because you’re all assholes(Who don't go to therapy)
Dorm Leaders: 
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conspirartist · 1 year
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Since I started playing Twisted Wonderland I thought I should show you guys my take on Yuu. Whom I play as a very tired young adult, who's perpetually unimpressed with the cast's shenanigans.
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olivia-anderson-fanfic · 10 months
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Yuu can do it!
Part 24
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There was a long, tense moment, as everyone eyed each other up. Wondering if this was all worth it. The Yuus and Deuce were largely unconfrontational, but Grim seemed up for a fight (which was why Kuroki used his recently-freed hands to grab him and tug the monster into his chest). Delinquent A and Delinquent B’s eyes both zeroed in on Ito, and they tensed, but then they realized that the only thing Ito had was a very unwieldy milk jug and seemed to decide that they could risk it.
Delinquent B shoved Deuce.
And, it seems, that Deuce’s trick to carry many bags did not account for him being shoved.
The eggs fell to the ground, and there was a collective wince at the audible crack of the fragile things inside breaking.
“Man, you can’t break eggs in this economy,” Enma complained quietly, kneeling to pick up the bag and check the damage.
Deuce, however, was strangely silent.
And then he looked up, his eyes narrowed dangerously. “You sure like picking fights, huh? You knew your egg was broken earlier, and yet you still tried to fight us over it despite the fact that it wouldn’t have helped. And now you’ve broken our eggs.”
“That’s even,” said Delinquent A.
“I’m not great at math, but I don’t think one and six are equal,” Deuce said. He smiled, but it wasn’t kind. “Pay for the eggs. And apologize to the chickens.”
Ito’s eyebrows knit together. Did Deuce just say…? They traded glances with Enma and Kuroki, who looked just as confused as they did. Then, because surely they had to have heard wrong, the Yuus looked at Delinquent A and B, who looked just as thrown off… huh. Deuce really had said that.
“Dude…” said Delinquent B, reeling enough from the strange phrase their friend had just uttered to almost sound apologetic: “They’re still in the bag. They haven’t touched the ground. You can still eat ‘em.”
“Yeah! Honestly, you should be thanking us for saving you the trouble of breaking them!” Delinquent A chimed in, elbowing his friend in the side playfully.
“Oh, so now broken eggs are fine as long as they’re in the container,” Kuroki muttered, bitterly, so quiet that Ito barely heard him despite the fact that their friend was pressed against their back, just barely peeking at the brewing fight over their shoulder.
Ito pressed their lips together thinly to hide a smile.
Deuce mumbled something that Ito actually didn’t catch, but they did catch the way that his fists clenched.
Delinquent A raised an eyebrow. “What’d you say?”
“I. Said. That this is no laughing matter, assholes.”
The Yuus all frowned at each other.
And then, as one, they backed up a step.
This did not seem to make the delinquents any calmer.
“Why do you get to decide what matters to us, huh? You see those?” He pointed at the bag of eggs in Enma’s hand. Enma didn’t seem particularly happy about the attention being brought back toward him. “They were going to turn into a delicious tart to make up for not gettin’ to hatch into chickens! But now they can’t!”
The Yuus shared another look, but this one was much less wary and much more Wait, WHAT?
“Uh,” said Enma, visibly thrown. “They’re still edible –.”
“Now,” Deuce said, ignoring him. He let the rest of the bags cascade to the floor, visibly preparing himself for a fight. “You’re either goin’ to fuckin’ pay us back for those eggs, or I’m going to make your faces even uglier.”
Ouch, Deuce, don’t bring their faces into this, that’s just rude, Ito thought.
They weren’t particularly interested in voicing this thought at the moment, though.
Mostly because Deuce launched himself at the nearest delinquent, yelling “Square up, shitheads! I’m going to hit you six times – one for each of those chickens you killed!”
He proceeded to punch them far more than six times.
“Welp,” said Kuroki, squeezing Ito’s arm tighter as a nose crunched beneath Deuce’s fist, looking somewhere between grossed out and terrified. Definitely nothing good. “Yikes, I guess.”
“Uh… do you want help, Deuce-kun?” Enma offered, though he didn’t look all that enthusiastic at the prospect.
Ito nodded. “We can hold them down or something if you want.”
“I can handle them,” Deuce said, briefly lifting a hand to wave them off. Then, the hand curled into a tight fist and slammed into Delinquent A’s jaw. Something seemed to occur to him, eventually, though, because he glanced back briefly. “Oh! Can you take the bags?”
Enma did so. Didn’t want to mess up any of the other ingredients if they could avoid it, they supposed. Who knows, maybe it would send Deuce into another feral rage if the cream got damaged.
(Ito would have helped Enma pick things up, but the moment they tried to step in Deuce’s direction, Kuroki made a pitiful squeaking noise, and they sighed and resigned themselves to being a shield.)
“Oooooh, looks like they’ve unlocked Beserker Mode,” Grim commented.
Kuroki nodded his agreement, however warily. “Those two really have a talent for pissing off the best people in our friend group.”
Ito shrugged, heat rising to their cheeks. “Whatever. Tell us what happened while we were at work?”
“Sure.”
Enma waved the pair of them over to sit under a shaded tree, and Kuroki pulled out a couple of chestnuts he had snagged in case he ever needed to keep Grim occupied, and the three of them started catching each other up on what they missed. Really, the three of them looked like any group of teenagers you might see, gossiping under a tree… if it weren’t for Deuce beating up two people in the background, of course.
But if you ignore something, it’s basically not happening.
Ito nodded along as Kuroki explained the prank Trey had played on them. “That’s a good one. I’m going to use that later.”
Enma snickered. “Can’t believe you fell for it, though.”
“You should have seen him,” Kuroki said, pouting a little. “He was so convincing. Like, no tells whatsoever.”
Ito smiled and rested an arm over his shoulders. “Aw, poor baby,” they cooed.
“Shut up. I’ll bite you again.”
“Would I get double rabies?”
“Rabies squared, actually,” Enma chimed in.
Ito hummed in acknowledgment of his theory. But disregarded it with a wave of their hand.
Enma gave a mock gasp of offense.
Someone else gasped. Deuce had kicked one of the delinquents (it was hard to tell which was which at that point) in the ribs.
“Oof,” Enma said, popping another chestnut in his mouth. “We should probably stop him. I don’t wanna catch a case.”
“Hm,” said Ito, thinking it over. “I wonder if we have rights here. Probably not, we don’t exist. Damn. Yeah. Okay.” And then they tossed the last chestnut at Deuce’s head. It bounced off harmlessly, of course, but the hit did seem to knock him out of it.
Deuce frowned a little and looked up, rubbing the back of his head, and the delinquents took this as their chance to run.
Deuce looked like he had half a mind to run after them.
Enma picked up Grim and launched him at the boy, much to the monster’s chagrin. And Deuce’s, since he was beamed over the head by a flying projectile.
The both of them fell to the floor in a heap.
Either pulled out of his anger enough to decide that chasing the delinquents wasn’t worth it, or just not willing to see what the Yuus would throw at him this time if he didn’t let them go, he laid stretched out on the ground.
… while glaring at the delinquents’ backs and yelling about how the delinquents should “apologize a hundred times over the next time you eat eggs!” Which. Okay. Sure. Ito was just going to roll with this.
Mostly because they didn’t have much time to process all of that. Kuroki rushed over to where Deuce and Grim were splayed out on the ground.
“Are you okay?!”
Deuce sighed and nodded. “Yeah.”
“I was talking to Grim,” Kuroki muttered. But he was lying. Ito watched as Kuroki’s gaze flicked over Deuce, searching for any hints that the boy might be covering up an injury, before turning his full attention to Grim.
Who was complaining about how awful he felt. Not because he actually felt all that hurt or anything, just because he liked complaining. Kuroki’s shoulders relaxed minutely.
He picked up the monster and cradled ‘the poor thing’ like a baby despite this. “I’m sorry the mean man did that to you.”
Grim sniffed. He made sure that Enma was looking, and then pointedly turned his head away.
Enma rolled his eyes.
Ito made their way over to Deuce to make sure he hadn’t hurt himself in the process of beating the shit out of those two guys. “Hey, Grim, remember that Enma got a bunch of tuna for you.”
Grim gasped quietly. He turned back to Enma and gave him a pleading look, the world’s most cat-like puppy dog eyes being put to use.
Enma rolled his eyes. Again. Much harder than the first time.
Ito didn’t pay their friends too much mind. Bickering was pretty much their love language. And they were more concerned about other things, really. They carefully took Deuce’s hands in their own, peeling back the gloves he always wore, searching for bruised or – god forbid – bleeding knuckles… only to find far more than they had been expecting. Not bruised knuckles, or at least not just that (because that was there, too, it was an inevitability when you do a lot of punching), but also an array of old scars and a thumb that was just ever so slightly out of place, healed wrong.
They glanced up at Deuce, and found him looking down at the red blooming across the back of his fingers, horror dawning on his expression.
The boy yanked his hands away from them, and they let him go without any fuss. They weren’t too fond of blood, frankly. Enough so that they had opted to never take off their gloves because, between friends who got into fights every ten minutes and a house as dangerous as theirs, they had decided they’d rather not risk it.
Deuce didn’t seem too concerned about the blood, though. He balled his hands into fists and shoved them against his eyes, looking very much like he would have been willing to try and punch himself now.
“Fuck,” he hissed. “Shit. Fuck. Damn it.”
Grim eyed him warily. “What happened now?”
Deuce heaved his shoulders in a deep sigh. “I… I promised that I would be an honors student this time.”
Kuroki opened his mouth, very obviously about to point out just how unlikely that would have been regardless of this little blowup, but then he looked up from Grim and saw that Deuce was actually devastated, and the words died in his throat.
He visibly hesitated for just a moment more before reaching out and punching him in the shoulder. Lightly. Awkwardly. “C’mon, man, it’s just one fight, it’s not that serious. And no adults even saw, you’re fine.”
“‘Just one fight’,” Deuce scoffed. He dragged his hands away from his face, and his eyes were rimmed red. Both because some of the blood had smeared on the skin by his eyes, and because of the frustrated tears threatening to fall. “It’s not like that. It’s… what if I go back?”
“... back?” Enma asked.
Deuce snorted, however halfheartedly. “Right. Sometimes I forget we’ve only just met…” He motioned, vaguely, to the tree they had just been sitting under. “Alright, well, guess we should all sit down for a minute. This… may be a long story, I don’t know, I’ve never really had to explain it, y’know?”
So, they all took a seat under the tree. Enma offered Deuce a handkerchief for his face and hands. Ito wasn’t really sure where he’d gotten it, but they had long since decided not to question things. And Enma seemed like the kind of guy to always have a handkerchief on hand, anyways.
Deuce leaned back against a tree with a deep sigh.
“I… when I was in middle school, I was basically a ‘classic delinquent’. Skipped all of my classes, constantly got into fights, disrespected teachers, hung around stereotypical bad influences, bleached my hair half to death, rode my magical wheel all over the place, and...” He glanced at the three who were hanging onto his every word, and grimaced. His eyes fell to his hands. His grip tightened on Enma’s now-bloody handkerchief. “I was really shitty. I even used my magic to mess with people that couldn’t do it.”
“Sounds like you were a nightmare,” Grim commented.
He got swatted. Several times. By each Yuu.
But Deuce just laughed, even if it was a little bitter, and waved them off. “No, he’s right. I was awful.”
“But you’re better now,” Ito offered.
(Grim started to make a so-so motion with his paw, but lowered it back to the ground when he got a couple of glares for his sass. Usually, they were all happy to indulge their pet’s more chaotic nature, at least on some level, but it really wasn’t helping when their friend was intent on pouring his heart out.)
Deuce shook his head. “I’m not, though. I didn’t even really do it because I wanted to. I just… a couple of months ago, I heard my mom talking to my nana on the phone, and she was crying. ‘Did I raise him wrong? Would things have been better if I had stayed with him? Did he need both parents? What do I do?’ And…” He gritted his teeth, swiping at his face. “She thought it was her fault! It wasn’t! I did all of that! But she was blaming herself for all the dumb shit I did, and I – I didn’t know what to do.”
Ito hummed their understanding. “So, being an ‘honors student’ was what you came up with.”
He nodded, slowly. “When the carriage for the prestigious Night Raven College came for me, my mom looked… so happy. I’ve never – I didn’t –...” He made a quiet sound of frustration. “I… I never want her to cry again, especially not because of me. So, I told myself, I was going to be a kid she could be proud of, y’know?”
“I’m sure you are,” Kuroki tried.
“Maybe I could be if I wasn’t pulling shit like this all the time,” Deuce muttered bitterly. “I mean, I’ve been here two days and I’ve already almost gotten expelled once and I’ve been in three fucking fights. I couldn’t even make myself pay attention in half of my classes! I’m just going to fall back into being a delinquent, and I’m going to get expelled, and then what? How am I supposed to go home knowing that I failed the one fucking thing I told myself I was going to do? How will I look my mom in the eye knowing that I keep upsetting her?”
Enma held his hands up placatingly. “Hey, don’t spiral yet. You’re not expelled, that’s not a problem, okay? Just – like, I don’t know – breathe deep breaths or something.”
Deuce sighed. Which was kind of a deep breath, if you squint. Or… don’t listen closely.
Grim slunk over and rested his furry chin on Deuce’s leg, a clumsy attempt at comfort but a genuine one. “I mean, does being an ‘honor student’ really mean you have to take everything people throw at you?”
“You’re…” Kuroki hesitated, mulling over what he wanted to say. “You’re not a bad person for not wanting to be hurt. It’s natural. Being hurt kinda… um… hurts.”
Deuce frowned, just slightly, considering this.
“Don’t get me wrong,” Kuroki said. “You should have held back a little, you beat the shit out of those guys, even when they were already down, and that wasn’t necessary –”
“Mmm, nah. Could’ve done a few more punches,” Grim said.
“– but fighting back was understandable. Even good students get mad, you know.”
Enma sighed. Ito noticed that his own eyes were strangely misty, and that he was looking at Deuce with a complicated kind of expression. Like he wasn’t really seeing him. Not quite. “I’m not going to be all ‘violence is bad’, you’re not stupid enough to not know that. What you did was wrong.”
Deuce grimaced.
“But.” He gave a small smile. “You slipped up. You know you slipped up. You’re mad about it. That’s good.”
“Doesn’t feel that good.”
“Change always kind of sucks, that’s just how it is. Trust me, we get that, more than you even know. But, as long as you feel bad about messing up like this, you’re good, right? Because then you’ll keep trying to change. So it doesn’t suck so much, at least. And if you keep trying, you’ll do it.”
Ito nodded. “It’s good that you have something that you care enough to fight for. I’m sure your mom is proud of you. You’re a sweet kid.”
Deuce blushed. “I could be sweeter.”
“Yeah, but then we wouldn’t be friends,” Ito said.
Enma, Kuroki, and Grim all nodded their agreement. Vehemently.
“It’d be boring,” Enma said.
“Lame,” Kuroki agreed.
“Probably annoying, too,” Grim added.
“Okay okay, I get it,” Deuce laughed, finally genuine in his amusement, a tiny smile making its way across his face.
Ito knocked their shoulder against Deuce’s lightly, grinning. “Now. I’m not really sure why the things you fight for are so different. Like. Your mom versus eggs, but –.”
“Eggs are good!” He said, playfully offended. “They taste good when you make food with them, and if you don’t then you get these cute little baby chicks! What’s not to like?!”
There was laughter, as Deuce had clearly expected, but it was tinged with a kind of awkwardness. Because, now that The Moment was over, it was kind of their duty to tell him, but how do you even go about that?
“... I’m gonna tell him,” Kuroki said, eyes alight with way too much amusement.
“Don’t you dare,” Ito hissed.
But he was not the one who they should have been most concerned about:
“Those eggs were unfertilized, they never would have turned into chicks, anyways,” Enma said bluntly.
“WHAT?!”
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blotlcss-a · 2 years
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“You wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid.”
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wolfiesmoon · 2 months
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New lipstick
geto x fem!reader, gojo x fem!reader (seperately)
@yuu-kumeii here's your free exposure ig🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄 (do u even remember this)
watch me write two lipstick mark related fics almost in a row rrrrrah!!!
(Let's pretend gojo doesn't use infinity when alone with you in non dangerous situations, you'll see why)
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ੈ♡₊˚ Gojo Satoru
"You're being really suspicious right now." Gojo narrowed his sparkling eyes at you.
"What could you possibly be talking about..." you smiled innocently. He was definitely onto you, though. You decided to buy a new shade of lipstick a few days ago, and you kinda want to see how it looks against Gojo's skin.
"I've never seen you wear that lipstick." He noted.
"Wait, you can actually tell the difference?! Are you, like, a woman in disguise or something?!" You asked half jokingly, half seriously. It was actually impressive he could immediately tell.
"I'm not a woman, but... I know everything. Duh." He rolled his eyes playfully. What a cheeky little brat.
"Okay then, Gojo Satoru the all-knowing. How about you tell me if this lipstick suits your undertone." you pulled him down before he could say anything in response, kissing him right on the lips.
"Woah there. Well, I'll need a mirror for that, won't I darli-" he decided to be sassy. Wrong choice.
You kissed him on the lips again to shut him up.
"You can check after I'm done with you." you peppered kisses on both his cheeks and he gasped with a sudden realisation.
"I knew it! You were totally planning this!" Gojo called you out, but did you really care? Exactly, you had a mission to accomplish. And that was making sure every inch of Gojo's face was covered in kisses.
"You're not letting me go, are you? Not that I mind." Gojo smirked confidently at you. God, you're going to wipe that smirk off his face so hard.
ੈ♡₊˚ Geto Suguru
"Suguruuuuu..." you whined at your boyfriend, who was just sitting next to you and dutifully reading. Ignoring you.
It feels like he's been ignoring you for that book all day. What could possibly be in that book that's more interesting than his girlfriend?
He hummed at you to show you he actually isn't ignoring you, but he didn't even look your way. Fine then. You have a perfect way of catching his attention, anyways.
You went to the bathroom to apply some bright lipstick. He can't ignore you when his face is full of lipstick marks, can he?
You went back to the living room, where Geto was still casually reading and silently pressed a big, long kiss to his left cheek. You didn't see it, but he smiled knowingly at this.
"Oh, come here, you." He immediately closed the book and grabbed your face to kiss you back. He had a playful smirk on his face at this point.
Yes, that's right, he should be kissing you. But you're nowhere near done with him.
You lean up to kiss his forehead, and then both of his temples. Hehe, he's starting to look much better now.
"Woah. You're really staking your claim on me, aren't you?" Geto seemed more amused than anything.
"Maybe... I wouldn't... be doing this... if you actually paid attention to me and not that book." You kissed him in between words, making sure that lipstick is absolutely everywhere.
"You know, at first I didn't even notice you were trying to catch my attention. But then I just wanted to see how long you would last before doing something like th-hmmm!" you shut him up with a kiss REAL quick.
"Jerk." you pulled away from the kiss, crossing your arms.
"But I'm your jerk, though." he didn't seem mad at all. Quite the opposite.
Oh, you'll show him the real jerk.
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