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twistedtavern · 2 years

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The FINAL part of self aware au chapter 2. This has been a helluva ride and I now have the rest of the entire series loosely planned out. It gets real here yall get ready

@alexglitches COME GET IT BESTIEEEE

The darkness around Leona was endless, spanning far beyond anywhere he thought possible, easily leaving him behind.

Why did it have to be like this? Why did the script feel the need to drag him through the dirt time and time again to teach him something that was already so ingrained into his brain? Why did it have to be this way at all?

Why didn't anything he wanted matter?

Sure, he would never get the crown, he'd been told that many times. He didn't deserve it, anyway. That he had accepted. But didn't he deserve other things? Didn't he deserve to be appreciated for something? Didn't he deserve to be loved by somebody, anybody at all? Over and over he was given these vague hints of what he wanted. He was so close to the crown, so close to winning the tournament, so close to breaking the strings, so close to them. They had loved him, even for the briefest moment. The player had made it all fade away, leaving him with nothing but the softness and warmth of a love he had never felt before.

It was the most wonderful, hopeful, b e a u t i f u l thing he had ever experienced.

And so were they.

His surroundings suddenly came into focus. He was home. The place he dreaded more than anything. What was he doing here all of a sudden, by the bed where he spent more hours curled up in than there were stars in the night sky, by the window where he stared blankly out into the distance for just as long? What day was it? How did he get here?

There was chattering outside his bedroom, things he had already heard before.

Difficult.

Dangerous.

Scary.

Lazy.

The words that had split his heart from a young age, bending its halves back so far one would think it was upside down from birth.

The player was still there, but it seemed that the cold had eased, if only a little. There was cheer and celebration outside, although somewhat tamed. The courtyard was extravagantly decorated and people who he had probably never met before were clustered outside by the handful. Was this some sort of party? As far as he knew, there weren't any plans for party this big, especially not one this noticably extravagant. The last time anything like that happened was...

Cheka's unveiling party.

The very party he had slept through all those years ago. Had it come back to haunt him? Had he gone back in time? Out of all the days for the player to see him in, it had to be one of his worst? They already hated him, just like everybody else. Why twist the knife in his chest even more than it already had been? Did the player's love have to be stamped out this hard?

Footsteps approached the closed door to his bedroom, and he remembered how this all went.

" Leona!" his brother called as he barged in, " Why weren't you there at the ceremony today?"

Leona turned to him, the script tugging words from his memory that had long been lost to the fog of wondering why he wasn't good enough. Why? Why did Falena of all people have to be here? Why did they have to see him? A single, paranoid, irrational thought crossed Leona's mind.

Did the script do this, all of this, just to give the player to his brother? Just like the crown? His happiness? His life?

The scenario was playing out exactly how he remembered it, and he wanted to scream. He wanted to pounce and claw his eyes out, to give him a scar to rival his own. Struggling against the script blindly, a roar desperately tried to rip free from his throat.

GET AWAY FROM THEM. GET AWAY FROM ME.

He felt himself walking away, his brother's voice fading in the background. Leona's gaze turned to a window, seeing the player's gaze reflected in its shine. They had stayed. He felt a relief that he immediately did not trust, bracing for it to be ripped away again. He remembered what he had said, the fact of his worst day being known to the player, the only glimpse into his pain that they had, hung heavy on him. The feeling of a horrible chill running through his insides still pained him.

Leona just wanted all of this to end. He just wanted to apologize, tell them he could make it right, to ask if he could please just make it right. He couldn't lose them. He was exhausted and scared and cold, but nothing else mattered. Not his own pride, not his ego, not his brother, not the crown. It consumed his mind and heart, this deep, merciless regret.

The corridor he walked through slowly led to darkness, and before he could be forced to speak again, he saw his own reflection in the glass, and it all just became so, so much. He couldn't take it anymore.

A roar, wavering and high and bordering on a full-blown sob escaped him. He buried his face in his hands, trembling. His vision became blurry and his face felt hot and he felt so ashamed of the fact that he couldn't just get through the pain, but he just couldn't stop it. When he finally pulled his hands away, he realized what he had just done. He had just been able to move, right in front of the player.

The strings had snapped.

This was his chance.

Leona seized it immediately, and despite the tightening in his throat, his mind knew what he wanted to say. The lion took in a pitiful, sniffling breath and unsuccessfully tried to steady his voice. His tearful green eyes bore into theirs as he made his desperate plea.

" I'm... I'm sorry," he choked up again, " I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean it. Any of it."

His words appeared on the black boxes that they had before, but each box seemed to ever so slightly jolt and shift as he pleaded his case. He had to get this out now.

" Please... please... Don't leave me. Don't leave me behind. I need you."

And as the boxes faded, he saw their face. Their expression was no longer one of disgust or disappointment, but of a sudden understanding, of some mix of emotions that he could not identify. But, in the swirl, he could pick out just one...

Love.

It felt like the cold had been cut in two, melting and fizzling out to make room for the warmth. As the freezing shackles gave way from their forgiveness, he ached to tell them thank you, to tell them just how much he loved them too, with every fiber of his being, but his voice was snatched away from him. The strings had returned.

The Spelldrive field came into view again, and he was lying on the ground. Above him stood the little flaming weasel, prodding him with his paw and speaking to him in his nasally voice. Leona blinked, then sat up.

The conversation went on around him, and the script made him speak every now and again. He was only vaguely listening, but for now, the majority of his attention was focused on the player. He was warm again, loved again, forgiven. It felt so soft and comforting, knowing that despite everything that had happened to him, they still found a way to love him. The feeling was beautiful, reaching in to soothe the wounds that had festered and bled out without it.

Despite all that happened, Leona was somewhat glad the strings were there now, or else everyone would hear him start purring uncontrollably. He also wasn't entirely sure he trusted himself with the freedom to speak at the moment, thinking he'd sound like a starstruck cub. For now, he was content to take whatever came his way for his attempt on Malleus's life.

It felt so stupid now, at least in hindsight. He didn't matter anymore. The dragon may have a crown, but the lion had something far better, the player. No matter how hard you worked for it, a crown cannot love you back, the player could, and they did even now. He, of course, felt incredibly proud of himself for achieving such a feat. A feeling so warm and beautiful belonged solely to him, tinting only his world with rosy pink adoration.

Leona felt supremely tired, but he listened as the others around him discussed his fate. He didn't care what conclusion they came to, so long as he was spared from having to ever feel such a chill in his bones again. The tournament could burn in the Underworld for all he cared. The warmth inside him drowned out the spiral he had just gone through in his mind, blurring from his aching desire to just curl up somewhere and nap.

Leona's mind drifted as he directed his focus to the player, and a piece of him just... ached. He just wanted to scoop the player up into his arms and never, ever let go. His mind, muddled with sleep and sappy sweetness, wondered how warm they'd feel with his head against their chest. Maybe after kisses... no, he would not be finishing that thought with other people around, thank you. In the midst of his mushy thoughts, one sound make him snap to attention.

" Laugh With Me!"

While the script felt like his muscles moving without his knowledge at best and like the strings were yanking him around at worst, this forced smile felt like someone had jabbed their thumbs into the corners of his lips to force it out of him. He growled out Ruggie's name to tell him to stop, but suddenly felt like he was almost bowled off his feet by a burst of warmth.

Leona could hear laughter in the distance, the lightest, softest sound he had ever heard. The warmth blossoming in his chest from it made him eager to do anything to hear it again. However, it was at his expense, and if he ever gets out of this hell the player had better start running... but only for a little while. He had never felt so exhausted in his entire life.

Leona noticed that they were all still standing around and talking, and felt an immediate confusion. He just overblotted, didn't they know he was damn near dead on his feet? Managing to work his way through his sheer lack of energy, he focused on the conversation, the voice of the Prefect echoing in his mind, still not truly spoken.

" Let's go do our best, guys!" they happily exclaimed, their glass face unmoving.

Wait, they were playing NOW? Oh, hell no. Why did this always have to happen when he's got one foot in the grave? Nope, not THIS lion, not today. Not this WEEK. Didn't they have to check him for injuries or something? He was a prince, dammit!

The space around snapped into darkness, and Leona took in a breath. His ears perked as an idea sprung to his head, and he wondered how he might go about it.

Slate eyes scanned the space around by force of habit. Everyone who had been in the stadium was there, and some were immediately turning to leave. He had seen this before, when the script had zeroed in on Heartslabyul. The petite housewarden let out a soft sigh, feeling himself relax here. In this place, the yawning void, he was closest to them. Riddle could feel their presence in the air, the barest remnants of their touch ghosting on his skin, from when the script led him into the decrepit halls of Ramshackle time and time again. When the player was there, everything was perfect.

Riddle's half-lidded eyes widened as he noticed some irregular movement among the small crowd. He could see the headmage heave a sigh, looking around at all his students, making Riddle stay shock still as to not be noticed. The old bird lowered his head and pressed his palms against the eye holes of his mask, muttering to himself in a voice that sounded genuinely miserable, not the performative crocodile tears as he noticed it had been around the Prefect lately. Crowley took a deep breath in before allowing himself to disappear into the darkness along with a few other students, but Riddle didn't want to go just yet.

Once the headmage was gone, more movement at the corner of Riddle's peripheral caught his eye, turning to look just in time to see Leona doing something strange as well. The lion, with his back turned and a good distance away from him, scratched at his forearm, seeming to be trying to shake something off like an animal with irritated skin. Then Riddle heard a sound like a hatch swinging open, and watched in wide-eyed horror as Leona's skin split itself in half, and a luminous, purple version of himself clumsily stumbled out, leaving the skin completely hollow. It examined its hands before giving an excited pump of its fist, seeming proud of itself.

The red-haired boy watched as the empty skin closed itself and shuddered to life, hunched over as its chest rose and fell before turning to face him, staring into his soul despite having only shadows where eyes once were. The split opened again, letting out a sound akin to an unearthly, voiceless growl. The strings keeping it locked in place by the wrists like chains seemed to be the only things seeming to keeping it from mauling him.

Whatever the thing that had come out of Leona was, it seemed to notice Riddle, too. Its wide green eyes appeared panicked, stepping back only to fall through the invisible barrier that served as the floor of the void and vanishing into the darkness. Riddle stepped back, only to feel the strings tug sharply on his limbs, dragging him out of the void.

Leona landed in what seemed to be the same place as before, green eyes glittering as he saw the glass in all the glory of what it brought. And, behind it, as always, was his precious herbivore. His precious, warm, loving, b e a u t i f u l herbivore. The lion couldn't suppress the light, deep sigh that escaped him, and if someone were to hold a mirror to his face, they could almost swear his pupils were in the shape of cute little hearts.

He curled up as he watched them play the rhythm segment, the beat compelling him to idly bob his head along with the music. It was moments like this, being with them, that made those endless days and nights seem... worth it. Like each one had all piled up to serve one big purpose, and every second he spent like this felt closer and closer to fulfilling that purpose.

Leona’s breathing slowed, and a soft smile was apparent on his features. He just felt so… at peace here. There was no crown, nobody who expected ‘better’ of him, nobody to take away what he had worked so hard for, no plans that could be spoiled in an instant, no feeling like he was dragging himself through every breath, just the two of them, the music, and the glass. All was right with the world.

The beat slowed as the others started talking again, and Leona watched as the player let out a breath, preparing for the second round. The red and blue notes made their way across the screen, and as the seconds ticked by, he saw them get into the groove of it. Seeing them smile and sway like that, it had to be a direct attempt to assassinate him. It was the cutest thing he had ever seen. How dare they make his heart melt like that? He would give anything to make this moment last forever, didn’t they know that? There wasn't enough purring in the world to express just how happy he was, and that was a crime.

The music stopped, and the player smiled brightly as they got a good score. Leona wanted to collapse into himself, who gave them the right to be that CUTE?!? Because it certainly wasn't him! His depressed heart hadn't felt joy in years, and this was far too much for the lion to handle. It was like someone had taken one of the oversaturated, sunshine-ridden scenes from one of Cheka's picture books and injected it directly into his veins, and he didn't like it! It frustrated him, there was nowhere for it all to go. They were a world, hell, another reality away. No matter how much he loved them, he knew deep down that he could never bridge that gap. No matter how much he ached to keep them safe and warm in his arms...

He was stranded here.

Nobody else knew. Nobody knew how much he loved them, nobody knew how good it felt to be loved by them, nobody knew they even existed. In every gray cloud, there may be a silver lining, but even a cloud made of gold can bring rain. As he felt a tug from the strings, the soft sweetness inside became just a bit bitter. He finally had someone who loved and understood him more than anyone alive, and yet he could never even be able to tell them, much less hold them, protect them from anything that might take their smile away from them, spend sunny afternoons just talking and laughing and napping with them.

Nothing.

Nothing but what these stupid strings allowed.

The script dragged him away, and he woke up in the infirmary. To his side, the faceless prefect laid in the next bed over, surrounded by the weasel, the first year, and those two Heartslabyul students. Ruggie was the only one who was close to the bed he was in, and even he wasn't paying any mind to the prince. Leona convinced himself that he didn't care, at least he had gotten that nap and treatment. Everything still hurt, though.

He wasn't paying attention, why would he be? They had lost. With him halfway out of commission and Ruggie and Jack being almost as bad, it was bound to happen. Leona didn't have the control to sigh, staring into the glass with a familiar feeling of helplessness burrowing deep into him. If only he could find a w-

" Unca Leona!!"

Leona's ears drooped as he heard the rapid pitter-patter of little footsteps, bracing himself for child interaction. He muttered under his breath, " Welp, looks like I won't be getting any sleep now..." as he heard the player's voice, a small gasp, followed by,

" Awww!~ A baby!"

Leona internally bristled in embarrassment. Great, another one endeared to the little monster. Cheka happily toddled up to the infirmary bed, a wide smile on his baby face. He tried to push away the mushy thought of taking them along to babysit him, making him wonder if they would enjoy the cub's clinginess. The others exchanged looks, " ...Unca Leona?"

Leona heaved a sigh, vaguely gesturing to the pint-sized menace, " The little hairball is Cheka, my brother's son... and my nephew."

They all gawked and acted surprised, and Cheka tired getting his small self onto the bed with him, " The match was so cool, Unca! Show me next time!"

" Alright, alright, stop shouting," he said. If it weren't for his limited movement, he would have just put his hand over his face, that usually worked. " And where are your attendants? They're gonna make it everybody's problem if they don't find you."

" I just wanted to see you, so I left them!" the cub giggled, not knowing Leona would have really lectured him if it weren't for the script... and his aching ribs. Ow.

Leona tuned out the chatter around him, their voices starting to further irritate his headache. Cheka managed to finally hoist himself onto the bed, flopping onto the older lion's stomach. The strings suppressed his yowl, and he heard the others start laughing at him. This was the worst.

Eventually, Leona was discharged from the infirmary. Everyone else had left, even the Prefect, and it was just him. He wandered down Main Street, cutting to the right to go down the stairs. Past the withered black tree and the old school shop, the mirror hall came into view. He had gotten in another nap, so he could keep going for a while before getting tired again, but he just wanted to be in his bed right now.

But, as the mirror hall came closer, he felt a tug, and he could smell the glass, although far away. His pain had largely faded by now, so he picked up his pace to a jog. He blinked in confusion as he completely passed the hall, instead continuing up the path and across the bridge, towards the botanical garden. Passing even that, Leona wondered where the hell he was being led to. Rounding the turn of the path, the tattered green roof of Ramshackle made itself seen.

Leona had no clue what he was doing here as he slowed down, wondering what could possibly be happening here that required him. He walked through the worn gate and up the old stone steps, the door creaking as he moved to open it. Leona stepped into the hall, only to be greeted by a sight that had honestly startled him.

It was Riddle, standing in the entrance hall, just as wide-eyed and confused as he was. The two stared at each other for a brief moment before the tugging became even more insistent. Neither spoke as Leona simply walked past him.

He came to a stop in the main lounge of Ramshackle, only to be presented with the glass itself. Leona's expression was forced into neutrality, but his brain was going into overdrive. They were here? In this dump? Had they been here the whole time?

Leona's voice was hardly registered by his own mind, and in the corner of his vision he could still see Riddle, shoulders bunched and hands balled into tight fists. His slate eyes bore into the other's green ones, and the look of hatred on his face sent a chill up the lion's spine, carrying a realization.

Riddle stormed out as Leona found his voice winding to a stop. Everything was rushing through his head all at once. He remembered seeing him in the darkness, how his own empty skin had turned to face him. That bare glimpse of Riddle's reaction, the fact that he had reacted at all, was beyond telling.

He wasn't alone.

As Leona began to spiral into the implications, the multitude of possibilities that arose from that one fact, he was interrupted by an extremely pleasant feeling in the space between his ears that caught him off guard. He melted almost immediately, closing his eyes as he nuzzled into the euphoric sensation. When he managed to open them, he could see that the source of it was the player's fingertip against the glass, his reaction making their movements excited. Leona's ears flattened as he tried to express his surprise and sheer embarrassment, but it felt so nice that he could not help but make the dopey, sleepy-eyed expression he so feared. A purr escaped him, making almost too much warmth for his heart to handle surge through his body, amplifying the happy rumbles.

" Awwwww, you're just a big, lovey baby kitty aren't chuu??~"

For more pats? FUCK YES. Thankfully, for his soon to be decimated dignity after this, Leona was too busy purring to speak, being the very happy baby kitty he was. All of his thoughts melted away into bliss, and he never wanted this moment to end.

But, eventually, they withdrew, leaving Leona to make an awkward sound of confusion as the pats stopped. He heard them sigh on the other side,

" Sorry, kitty. I gotta go."

What? No! Don't leave! Leona was about to call out to them, but the glass went dark and vanished before he could say anything. The lion pouted, now left completely alone in Ramshackle. The warmth in his chest still lingered as the strings let go completely, and the full weight of what had just occurred hit him like a sack of bricks. He had just been purring harder than an engine, probably had been looking at them like they had descended from the heavens, and they-

They… They called him baby kitty.

Him, Leona Kingscholar, 20 year old second-born prince of the Sunset Savannah.

Baby kitty.

And they said it with so much love in their voice, not mocking him for his vulnerability. He had been nothing but putty in their hands and yet they seemed to love him more for it. Leona’s face was almost overheating, hiding it in his hands as he whimpered incoherently to himself. He wanted to scream into a pillow, but he was sure that if he did it here he’d be hacking up balls of dust until he graduates. With that thought, he looked out the window and saw that it was getting late, and he drudged back to his dorm.

Thankfully, his emotions were able to be wrangled under his own control, and he no longer looked like what the cat dragged in by the time he reached the mirror hall. He was still a flustered mess inside, but nobody inquiring would live long enough to know.

" Leona! Where were you, man?!" one of the freshmen hollered from across the hall, and was promptly silenced by the housewarden's glowering growl. He retreated to his all-too-familiar room, sighing deeply as he shut the door. Leona leaned back against the solid wood, taking a deep breath in and sinking to the floor.

For a moment, longer than he would like to admit, he just sat there. His back against the door, just breathing slowly, almost nodding off. He was so tired...

He just wanted to stop and sob, grasping at straws for a feeling that was intangible. His black gloves ran through his mane, just trying to process everything that had happened today. It was all just so much, it made his mind overflow and a soft hiccup escape his throat, but he did not cry. Not here. Not now. Leona couldn't find it in him to get up, no matter how much he wanted his pillows and sheets. He just couldn't do it. His legs shuffled uselessly between positions, and his palms were laid flat against the floor, but no matter how he weakly pleaded with himself in silence, his body would not get up.

Leona's eyes stung and his expression tightened. He bunched himself up, his hands pressed against the back of his neck and his knees to his chest, curling in on himself. His vision blurred and he closed his eyes, finally giving in.

It was completely mute, that first sob. His jaws were clenched shut, closing the sound in. Even in surrender, he fought himself to the death. Another followed, then the next, falling silent with the tears. It wracked his body, making him hiccup and quiver, but he would not give it voice. He just couldn't take it anymore. Everything fell away to blackness, shoved into a deep corner of his own mind to give himself some falsehood of peace. He had suffered enough.

Eventually, like everything, the tears came to an end. Feeling heavier than he had before, he got up with ease. A swipe of his arm over his face cleared him of the evidence of his weakness. Taking in a deep breath, he dragged himself to his bed and collapsed into it, half-heartedly kicking off his shoes before hiding himself completely under the covers.

The world slipped away in seconds, numbing him to the pain. He felt the warmth creep back into his chest, worming its way into his sleeping consciousness.

He was dreaming, he could tell by the honeyed sunshine, by the silver-green grass on the flat plain, by the all too bright picnic blanket, by the emptied plates with shifting yet specific details. Leona had found himself draped over someone's lap, one hand entangled in someone else's and their other hand combing their fingers through his mane. He fully looked at them, eyes widening as their features registered in some deeper part of his mind and not the main process.

The player.

Their features were soft, loving, dappled with the warm and sweet light. It was more beautiful than any sunset at home. They looked back at him, almost looking like how the main characters of those boring romance novels look after being kissed. He smelled of glass, and them of his expensive cologne.

Their hand moved from his hair to cup the side of his face with all the missing tenderness of years past. After clearing all the stray hair from his face, they reached their hand to their mouth, pressing a kiss to their fingertips before moving to press the traces of the kiss to his forehead. A soft, elated chuckle passed his lips as he instinctively moved to cover it with his free hand.

His mother had done the same thing to him as a cub, often getting squealing peals of giggles out of his much younger self. The echoes of that laughter had faded into nothing over the years, abandoned to prepare Falena to become king.

The light above suddenly crumbled to darkness, the world shaking around the pair. The player panicked and clung to Leona's arm as he sat up. There were no stars, only harsh green lights above, streaking like comets all in one cascading direction. He whirled to look at where they all were going, panic and dread budding in his chest.

His eyes were open now, wrestling the covers off of him. The player and picnic were gone, replaced by his once-empty room. Leona's attention snapped to the source of the floating green lights in his room, and the forming figures of two intruders.

The petite form of the first came into full view before the second, slate eyes wide as he looked around. It was Riddle, magical pen in hand as he just now noticed the lion in the center of the room, but Leona's attention wasn't on him.

The second came into being beside the first, exhaling a slow, reveling breath as he looked down on Leona from his standing position. Leona growled lowly at the sight of him, ears back and fangs bared.

" Malleus."

#self aware au #self aware leona #leona kingscholar #self aware twst

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mellowwillowy · 3 months

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"Stop the wedding!!"

So you get to see NRC food fighting RSA in the end lol Yan! NRC vs Yan! RSA x GN Isekai'd Player (Self-aware)

All the people inside the cafeteria turned their attention to you, an isekai'd player.

"(Name)!!" Idia beamed in tears, finally someone saving him! ... wait, someone? Oh no no no no! You are not just 'someone'!! Why did he even bother troubling you to this extent? He should have just kissed the bride!!!

"Make it right in time, you got me, Ace?" "Thank you for kicking me like a barrel toward the ghosts, pal," Ace replied dejectedly but posed no annoyance at all.

"Potato, since when do you have the funds to get yourself such a nice suit?" Vil questioned as he inspected your overall. The makeup and hairdo were not done to the utmost perfection but he can let it slide because anything on you equals absolute beauty.

"Oh, this? So you are smart enough to realize Crowley won't cover MY suit! I mean, he was trying teeth and nails to not let me join Ace and Co!"

"At least he does something right for the first time," Leona added. "White suits you though I thought you'd surely go with Black as usual?" Trey cocked his head to the side questioningly.

"Look, this is what Neige lent me. And all his attires are almost pristine white! I'm telling ya'!" At that statement, you saw Vil twitch despite not being able to move, he must have been very pissed at the mention of Neige's name alone.

"Originally I planned on taking Cheny'a's but I realized how eccentric his taste is so I decided to go with Neige. The RSA students are kind enough to assist Neige in tailoring it to my size too! Got them right in time before Crowley could shoo me!"

"Dude, even the RSA knows how to respect them, I don't know if I should be angry or nah but it certainly leaves a bad aftertaste seeing them wearing what RSA makes for them." Cater whispers something to the person next to him, inaudible to your ears.

"What do you say if we steal the suit and then burn it down in front of them after we are done here? I'd like to give them a nice thank you hug too while we are at it." "And we should leave them some of my... flowers collection too. This alone should be enough to show our gratitude right?"

"I'd say we should try giving them a proper form of token of gratitude too, how about Master Lilia's cooking?" Sebek added with a grin, he had his fair share of Lilia's cooking to the point he'd like to share it with the others.

"Oh? Then I'd have to make sure to add extra 'love' into it." He replied, this time intending to poison people so its horrifying taste was multiplied at natural without him realizing it.

"Wait, why would we even bother giving them a handmade cooki-" Jack was immediately silenced by Cater's eerie smile. He had his fair share and he knew they meant nothing well from it at all.

"Hey Ace, do something! Stop throwing all your work on prefect!" Deuce yelled by the sideline, ready to chew his ears off.

"I agree, you shouldn't let someone magic-less handle this handful situation alone, get a hold of yourself right now will you, Ace?" Azul scowled and started to usher Ace into work.

"Dude! Now all of you are cornering me?" "You haven't finished, Ace?!"

And Riddle's voice was all it took to make Ace cowered like a puppy. Rook shook his head in disappointment, this had taken way longer than the original gameplay.

"Hurry! We should wrap things up as though we are changing a dirty tablecloth into a new one!" Epel yelled out rather... unique lines. Was he trying to be as poetic as Rook? If anything, both Rook and Vil said nothing regarding this.

"Riiiiighhhhtttt, I'm kinda checked out now, to be honest." Idia's eyes immediately widened, not you too?!

Just before the other could chant another "Smooch the bride", you immediately lunged toward the bride. All those gym class training paid off! Basically, this and that until the ghost inflated.

And instead of Rook ordering you and Epel around, you took the steering wheel before anyone could. "Move yer' ass you glorified wood logs! Move move move!"

The lucky person is the person who gets to feel you dragging them. Absolute win!

"Urgh, I'm so gonna have phasmophobia now." Idia rolled his eyes as the ghosts departed but to be honest? He was happy to see you barging into the cafeteria like a knight in shining armor for him! (It was mostly the others fighting lol)

Idia was taken by surprise the moment your hand smacked his back. "Would you look at it, the star of the show, a handsome groom adorned in black! You look positively breathtaking, senior Idia."

"Eep-! Oh no, they have graced me with their words that are enough to deafen me! What should I do? How should I show them just how grateful I am to be even considered by them???"

"What did you say? I couldn't hear you really well." "Well, brother said that-" "N-n-no! Nothing! I uh... am thankful... for your assistance." He answered bashfully, his hair tip turned into a shade of pink.

"Now now potato, it's time to change, wearing that must have been uncomfortable right?" Vil immediately pulled you away from the pink introvert. "No...? Neige said that it's meant to be comfortable and it's true!" "Well, we have something even wayyyy more comfortable for you, shrimpy! Come on now, let's take it off and dress you up in something else!"

Lilia was leading everyone with a basket of something, a speaker in one hand and Neige's suit in the other hand, "Hey you RSA whippersnappers! Get down!"

The head mage was coincidentally away that day and it allowed the NRC students to lead a protest in front of the academy's gate.

Lilia threw the white suit onto the ground while Leona whistled, signaling Rook to shoot an arrow of fire toward it like an Olympic grand opening. (What a duo.)

"Yeah! Eat this you good for nothing!" Cater and Ruggie immediately took out the pie from Lilia's basket and threw it right onto the students' face. Kalim was generous enough to sponsor lots of baking materials for Lilia with Jamil assisting with the baking. It was badly burnt but still hard as a rock.

Cheny'a was careful enough to avoid Trey and Riddle while Vil was feeling rather generous in feeding Neige~ Oh, and Malleus is always bullseye in his shots, hitting everyone down in no time. He was pretty pissed (sulking) that he was not invited to join your fun. Silver was not being merciful too, he didn't fall asleep at all during this whole thing!.

Rollo was feeling rather grateful but also sad that you did not come to him to ask for his help :( And Crowley just watched everything from the sidelines while praying that nothing bad will be sent to him after this. Well, he's happy with how bright his students are.

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quimichi · 6 months

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do you still do twisted wonderland requests? if so can i request self aware dorm leaders being called "good boy"??

『 ↳✧･ﾟ CALLING THE DORM LEADERS YOUR GOOD BOY ;

Dorm Leaders x Creator!Reader

Riddle - Off with your head!

"Do you enjoy your tea?"

"Mm. The tea is most delicious, Yuu. " Riddle speaks with the utmost sincerity, his words sweet and grateful. Even though his tea cup has long been empty since he finished it, he holds it in his hand, his gaze fixed on it lovingly. He looks up at you, his head still bowed in worship, adoration. He smiles, his eyes warm and bright, all of his adoration and fondness directed towards you.

"Im glad my good boy likes his tea" you smile warmly at him before sipping at your own tea again. Riddle's smile widens, and he bows his head further.

Your good boy.

He looks up at you, his worship and fondness directed towards you, and he speaks, his voice soft and low.

"Thank you, Yuu. I adore you, you know?"

"I adore you, Riddle" his face flushes as he sits before you. He bows his head and lowers his gaze like he always does at your touch, but, with his skin now slightly red, he smiles softly to himself.

He shifts slightly. This feels so safe here.

"As long as you adore me, Your Grace… I am complete." At least one person treats him right in his life, unlike HIS MOTHER.

Leona - The king, huh…?

"Enjyoing your nap?" "Huh?" Leona glances around. He was indeed enjoying a peaceful nap before the sudden voice. Leona is often sleeping when you see him, but that is partly because he spends most of his time in your room. He sleeps there more than anywhere else.

He stretches, his limbs feeling heavy as he wakes up. He yawns, and nods his head as he responds. "Oh, yes. I was." "Did my good boy at least sleep well?"

"Yes," he says immediately, a flush spreading over his cheeks. He hates how much emotional control you had gained over him in the past month's. And damn you for calling him that…"I did."

He is embarrassed to admit that his night had been pleasant and pleasant dreams had come to visit him while he slept. His dreams are often full of your voice, your face, and sometimes even your touch.

These thoughts send his heart into overdrive in an instant. Fuck you for making him falling for you. You damn herbivore.

He is utterly enraptured by you. There's a strange glint in his eyes, an intensity that burns deep into his soul. Need, greed, want.

"Hm," he nods slowly, the only word he can manage before turning around in your bed and going back to sleep.

Azul - How poor and unfortunate you are

Azul's eyes flicker with uncertainty, but he would never hesitate to obey your instructions. Come closer to you…its simple, yet so hard. "Yes," he whispers, and he rises to come to you. His feet are swift and silent as he crosses the space separating you, his eyes ever vigilant for your every command.

"Sit with me" you said gentle. Despite whatever doubts Azul may have had moments before, they are quickly forgotten as soon as you command him to sit. Without another word, he lowers himself to sit beside you in obedience. His lips curve into a small smile as he gazes at you, happy to be near you.

Luckily Jade and Floyd aren't around, if they would, he already would've been teased into the ground.

"Youre my good boy aren't you Azul~?" with your hand on his cheek, your hot breath on his ear, who is he to say disagree. Once again, Azul flinches at your approval, but he can't disagree. "Of course, Yuu" he answers in a soft voice.

He smiles at you, and you can almost swear he's a child in his demeanor. He is utterly and completely devoted to you. Your approval is like the sun in the sky to him.

"I'm your good boy."

Kalim - Sing, dance!

"You seem tired" your soft voice lurrs him to you, he wants nothing more to lay in your arms now. "Yes," Kalim mumbles before trailing off. He blinks as if the idea hadn't occurred to him before. That party maybe was…a little to much

Yet, the moment the thought comes to him, it is the only feeling that consumes him; he is consumed with the weariness of his day.

Kalim's eyelids close, as if he has only now realized that he should have been sleeping this whole time, and he leans forward to rest his head on your lap.

"I… wish to sleep," he whispers, "with you…"

"My good boy can finally sleep now" At your command, kalims's eyes flutter closed, and he allows himself to settle into a much-needed sleep.

The only sound he emits from that point onward is a low, contented hum as he falls into the deep, peaceful slumber that you have granted him. After all his favorite pillows will always be your thighs. You wouldnt mind sitting there all night just for him to rest comfortably, although Jamil would lecture you both the next morning.

But Kalim couldn't care less, as he falls asleep with the lovliest words ever said to him echoing in his mind, good boy

Vil - Every rose has its thorn. But isn't that part of their charm?

"Rough day?" Of course he had a rough day, once again Neige seems to be better fkmor everyine else again. He didn't get the model job he so long waited for "Yes," Vil replies, gracefully dropping in front of his mirror. There is a tension to his tone, as if there is something he wants to say but cannot bring himself to admit. He looks up at you, his gaze sharp and piercing as if trying to gauge some kind of mood.

He gently removes his make up before he speaks again "I cannot… I mean…"

"I," Vil tries again. He bites his lip, and his gaze flicks back to his thighs. His fists are clenched, and he fights back the urge to punch something, anything, to let out the frustration.

His voice is barely above a whisper, but you can hear him. If only he could articulate what needs to be said. If only he did not choke on his words, as if something is caught in his throat.

"How long," he rasps, "until I'm worthy enough for everyone?"

You careful went over to him and hug his back while looking into his eyes trough the morror, "My good boy, youre more than enough for me.." Vil sighs, the sound of release escaping his lips. He can feel his chest loosen along with the tension that he'd been holding onto, and the anxiety that had been building up seems to melt away with the hug.

Nobody in this world is as perfect as you.

Idia - Dun-da-da-da-dun! Level up!

"Are you busy right now?" Idias eyes flick up from the computer screen, startled as he hears your voice. He doesn't dare to speak unless he is spoken to, he feels like if he'd start the conversation instead odf you it'll turn out horrible.

His expression is one filled with worry; worried that you find him inadequate, worried that he'll fail you. The weight of all his worries is starting to become too much for him to handle, and it shows on his face. "I uhm…was just fighting the last boss on this quest"

"Would you mind if i watch?" Idia looks up at you, eyes wide.

He can barely breathe, such is his joy at the possibility of spending time with you. He nods, a soft smile breaking out on his face. He seems so different than the introverted person everyone knows him — he's softer, happier, and more at ease now that he's with you. "Whoa, my good boy is so goof at this" you mumbled to yourself, but you also made sure he heard you. He deserves the praise after all

Idia's eyes fill with shook, but they spark with joy when you praise him. His smile only broadens, to outstanders it may look, manic.

The way you're soft voice was calling him that had his heart pounding for you for eternity.

Malleus - You aren't afraid of me. But I'm starting to become afraid…of losing you.

"Did you enjoy this walk?" "M-Yes, indeed…" Malleus mumbles, his body nearly melting at your touch of your hands touching. The soft sound of his voice is almost enough to make you forget that you've already reached Ramshackle. For a moment, he seems almost… bashful. When he speaks, he glances down at you with soft, adoring eyes.

It takes you a moment to realize that his cheeks are still flushed pink- it's rare to see such a reaction from Malleus. In fact, you've never seen him look quite so… flustered.

"Im glad my good boy enjoyed himself"

"You… you think I'm your good boy?" Malleus murmurs softly, staring down at you from beneath his eyelashes. His voice is almost a purr in its softness. "You want… you want me to stay with you forever?"

Malleus is trembling in your hold, but it has nothing to do with his anger or anything, its excitement. He cannot muster the energy or strength to do anything but stare down at you, breath hitching. Your question has turned his thoughts to mush. His mind is elsewhere entirely-- but with you nearby, he isn't opposed to staying as close as he can.

"Marry me…" he breathes.

"Wha-"

#twisted wonderland x reader #self aware twst #Self aware twisted wonderland #riddle x reader #leona x reader #malleus x yuu #vil x reader #azul x jamil #kalim x reader #idia x reader

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Leona and Malleus Mayhem! - Self Aware!Yandere!Leona and Malleus x reader

A short drabble inspired by Yuri and Natsuki's fight in ddlc hehe

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You logged in to Twisted Wonderland as usual, deciding to reread Malleus's Ceremonial Robes vignette. Everything was going well until Leona and Malleus's argument as the scene transitioned to Malleus's groovy CG.

Leona: ...You thinkin' you're gonna get it next time? Well, sorry to break it to you, but no one's ever gonna invite you. The player's never gonna want to see you in those robes again, so just put 'em away for good already.

Malleus: ...... Have you finished being catty? Wild beasts certainly like the sound of their own howling. And they like seeing me in these too, you know. They've even added me as their home character in these robes.

That's odd... The dialogue is different. Why are they referring to you as the 'player' now?

Leona: Oh? I didn't realise you were so focused on trying to impress them, lizard.

The scene transitioned back to the Diasomnia lounge; Leona looked smug, and Malleus looked surprised, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

Malleus: Eh? That's not...

Malleus closed his eyes and uncrossed his arms, opening them again to a neutral expression.

Malleus: Maybe you're just jealous that they appreciate my appearance in my ceremonial robes more than they appreciated yours.

Malleus looked smug once again, grinning with a hand placed on his hip. Leona suddenly looked angry, his ears twitching in annoyance.

Leona: Huh?! And how do you know that they didn't appreciate my ceremonial robes more? Are you that full of yourself?

Malleus: ...If I was full of myself, I would deliberately go out of my way to take naps around campus and act abrasive towards everyone!

They both seemed to be getting heated now, Malleus had lost any trace of amusement as he looked angry.

Leona: Tch, well, you know what? I wasn't the one that magically grew 5 centimeters bigger as soon as the player started showing up!

Malleus looked shocked now, the accusation was completely unexpected for him, and for you too.

Malleus: Kingscholar...!

Lilia's sprite suddenly moved into frame, his hands on his hips as he had a neutral expression, clearly wanting to break up the fight.

Lilia: You two, this is-

He was cut off by Malleus and Leona speaking in unison, Lilia's textbox moving forward without you tapping the screen to continue at all. In fact, no attempt to reach the menu or skip past was effective, now you were locked in this interaction.

Leona & Malleus: This doesn't involve you!

Malleus: Taking out your own insecurities on others like this, you really act as young as your age, Kingscholar.

Leona: Me? Look who's talking you wannabe edgy bastard.

The screen glitched, the edges of the screen darkened and tv static played over everything for a moment, before disappearing in an instant, both characters looked absolutely enraged.

Malleus: Edgy? Apologies that my natural charisma is too much for someone of your mental age to comprehend!

Leona: See? Just saying that proves my point! Most people learn to get over themselves once they move on from Freshman year, you know.

Malleus: If you want to prove anything, then stop harassing others with your sickeningly obnoxious attitude! Do you think you can counterbalance your toxic personality just by dressing and acting favorably to the player?

The background was slowly starting to fizzle out as the static returned, the character sprites and the textbox were the only things unobscured.

Leona: Whoa, be careful or you might cut yourself on that edge, Draconia.

Malleus seemed to be much more riled up now, and Leona looked smug once again.

Leona: Oh, my bad, you already do, don't you?

Malleus: D-Did you just accuse me of cutting myself? What the fuck is wrong with your head?!

That's new... None of the characters have cursed in the game before, and now that the vignette has gone off the rails, anything could happen. Your screen continued to glitch, everything around Malleus and Leona was getting fuzzy with more static, only their sprites and the textbox was able to be seen.

Leona: Yeah, go on! Let them hear everything you really think! I'm sure they'll be head over heels for you after this!

Malleus looked surprised again, now seeming to actually acknowledge you now.

Malleus: (Y/N)...? He's just trying to make me look bad...

He now addressed you by name, well the name that you put into the game for the protagonist anyways. His tone was strangely meek, unlike that of his usual character, his formal way of speaking has disappeared, now focused on defending himself to you, until Leona cut in again, also addressing you more directly.

Leona: That's not true! He started it!

The screen glitched again, two boxes appeared in front of the characters, one read 'Malleus' and the other read 'Leona', one on top of the other as you now had a choice to make.

Which will you choose?

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ceruleancattail · 5 months

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Hey, would I be able to may a request for the Sentience ask?

Would I be able to request a female player who is torn between Leona and Malleus? Constantly going back and forth and leveling their cards and loving on both of them please?

Hi! I Hope it’s okay that I made the reader gender-neutral, because I’m more comfortable writing that way. Thank you for understanding.

Sentience presents:

Claws and Flames

Self Aware Leona x Malleus x reader

Tw: yandere, suggestive

The silence gets unbearable, sometimes.

Leona’s hand is rough. Hardened with callouses, scraping against your wrist like sandpaper. He holds you firmly, just like a shackle around your arm. Keeping you bound, right next to him.

Where you belong.

Shifting around, your lips curl into a straight line. Wiggling your arm ever so slightly. In an attempt to slip out of his grip as discreetly as you could.

A snarl stops you right in your tracks. It rumbles like thunder right out of the depths of his gut. A guttural sound that has your entire bloodstream run ice-cold. You freeze, before willing your arm limp once more.

That seems to pacify the beast beside you. Heaving a long sigh that weighed on both of your shoulders, Carmel locks of hair brush against the nape of your neck. Leona plops himself onto his side, leaning into your body.

An oversized house cat, you mused silently. Instinctually, your other hand reached for his mane, running your fingers through gingerly. Massaging his scalp absentmindedly.

“Soft..” You mutter, twirling a strand in between your fingers. Leona merely acknowledges you with a grunt, and a dismal swish of his tail. He seems to lean a little closer, despite his nonchalant attitude.

A beat of silence passes between both of you, before he decided to speak up. Leona straightens up, emerald eyes meeting yours. There was a certain intensity behind those eyes that made you shudder.

“Softer then that lizard would ever be, huh?”

A soft chuckle emerged from behind both of you. The amused laugh of one so assured of victory. Gloved hands caress the curve of your cheeks gingerly, fingertips lingering on the plush of your lips before they pull away. The warmth tingled ever so slightly, before vanishing into thin air.

A weight pressed itself into your other shoulder. Ebony hair spilled onto you, as glossy as raven’s feathers. Something sharp jutted into your face. A pair of horns, sharp as daggers.

One wrong move, and they might just draw blood.

Your lips move before you could even form a complete thought.

“Malleus…”

The sound of your voice seems to delight him. Nuzzling into the curve of your neck, Malleus beams at you happily. Lips curling into a bright smile, eyes looking at you and you alone.

A dry cough, choked out onto a clenched fist. Leona narrows his eyes at Malleus, gaze shape enough to wound. He speaks, each and every letter of his words dripping with venom.

“What are you doing here, Draconia?”

Tilting his head politely, Malleus opts to ignore Leona’s words. He instead contents himself with pressing his lips into the bare skin of your neck. It’s warm, like the cockles of a roaring fireplace. Giving you a little peck of… affection, so to say.

Satisfied with his kiss, Malleus glances up at Leona. The ghost of a smirk dancing across his lips.

“I don’t hear my darling complaining about my presence, Kingscholar. Perhaps I am favoured a little more then you… were.”

A growl falls from Leona’s lips, before you feel his grip on your chin. Pressing hard enough to bruise, he yanks you towards him, trapping your lips within his. By the time he’s done, you’re a stuttering mess, lungs desperately scrambling for air.

“Ain’t no complaints on this end too, coat hanger.”

Leona drawls, smugness radiating off his very being.

Both of them glare at each other, before their gazes fall on you. An unspoken question burning within both of their stares. This wouldn’t be the first time they asked.

Just who do you favour?

You’ve chosen silence time and time again. Being honest, you do care for them both. Investing your time and resources into both of their cards, cheering for them both in the story. It’s safe to say you loved them both… when you were still on the opposite side of the screen, that is.

Now, you’re caught between two walls of flame. Swirling passions lapping at you with forked tongues, hungry for every crumb of affection you could dispense. Choosing one over the other will surely send the other into turmoil. The resulting destruction wasn’t something you wished onto this world.

So you remain silent. The heat was still bearable… for now.

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #malleus Draconia #malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader #malleus #Leona Kingscholar #Leona Kingscholar x reader #Leona x reader #Leona #sentience #self aware au

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underqualified-human · 1 year

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Self Aware[?] Yuu Incorrect Quotes 2

*During the Ignihide chapter*

Yuu, in a deeper voice than usual: IDIA, I HAVE COME FOR MY REVENGE!

Idia, scared shitless: Hold on we can talk about this!

Leona: So what's the first thing you notice when a guy approaches you?

Yuu: The audacity.

Leona: ...

Yuu: But most of you have enough of it to be attractive.

Yuu: If I die and he doesn't weep so hard that the sea gods can hear it, I don't want him!

*Frantic scribbling noises fill the air*

Idia: Wait what do you mean by 'if'?

Yuu: I think you know exactly what I mean

Idia: I really don't.

Ace: Oh good you're not busy.

Yuu, in the middle of a tea party with the rats, Grimm, the ghosts and Malleus: Actually Ace, I am busy.

Malleus: Hello, Grimm!

Grimm: Malleus, can I ask you a question?

Malleus: Sure! Anything!

Grimm: Why don't you go back to your own house AND STOP BOTHERING US!?

[he wants his friend henchman back]

*Vil notices a faint stain on Yuu's pants where something had been spilt the previous week*

Vil: Why are you wearing the same pants two weeks in a row?

Yuu: I only have one pair

Vil: What?

Yuu: Yeah it's called poverty, I don't expect you to understand it though

*Late night talk*

Jamil: One day I'd like to settle down away from the Al-Asims

Yuu, not missing a beat: In an itty-bitty living space?

Jamil, leaning closer: Yes, how did you know

Yuu, screaming internally: I-I also want that, minimalism is pretty appealing right?

Jamil: I suppose so

Riddle, scoping out his competition: So how did you first realise your feelings?

Azul: Yuu kicked my ass and I've been in love with them ever since

Kalim, urging him to confess: Just give it a shot, what do you got to lose?

Jamil: Hmm, let's see.

Jamil, counting off of his fingers: My patience, my dignity, my temper—

Anybody who overblotted: I think - I think I love you

Yuu, instantly: If you really loved me you wouldn't have missed

[Idia, regardless if he was the one confessing or not: *Wheeze*]

Yuu: Leona/Kalim, I'm going to need your credit card

Leona/Kalim, pulling out a wallet the size of a novel: Which one?

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pinkie-pop · 7 months

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Hilarious thought, what if we like some npc's more than the main casts?

Featuring: Gender-neutral reader, TWST x Reader, Self Aware TWST

Includes: Abuse of authority, bullying/violence, blackmailing, stalking, framing, (none of this is directed at the reader), possessiveness (of reader)

It makes sense, doesn't it? After all, the NPCs don't share the same...history as the rest of them. Of course you'll be more amicable around them. That being said, it'll be rather difficult to get any time alone with them. If your gaze strays to any NPC for too long (that is, longer than a passing glance), chances are you'll never see them again.

But, let's say that you do somehow manage to rendezvous with someone outside of the main cast long enough to form a substantial relationship with them. Your dear characters are unimaginably jealous of your newfound friend.

You see, the main cast has a sort of...truce that they all agreed on long before you ended up in Twisted Wonderland. It forbids the characters from causing serious or fatal injury to each other, as well as limits the ways they can sabotage each other. For example, if you start showing favor to a specific character, the others are not allowed to get involved. The thing is, though, that this agreement is only valid amongst the main cast, and they aren't at all interested in extending the offer to outsiders.

They won't kill your friend—they aren't monsters—but they will make life as difficult as possible for them. Let's take a look into the specifics of it all, shall we?

(Under the cut: Snippets of each dorm's approach to your little parasite friend)

If your friend is in Heartslyabul, they better be prepared for "random" inspections. Riddle is a real stickler for the rules, and with eight-hundred to choose from, it's all but guaranteed they'll be caught breaking at least a few. His punishments aren't inhumane, but they are time consuming. Things like cleaning the entirety of the dorm, writing a hundred page essay, etc.

If your friend happens to reside in Savannaclaw, he'll be ostracized from the pack—believe it or not, this is not by Leona's orders. This dorm operates on absolute loyalty to their Housewarden, so for your friend to encroach upon Leona's territory—his mate—it's a betrayal of the highest degree. Your friend can expect to be harshly bullied, beaten black and blue, and otherwise treated like the scum of the earth.

I offer my sincerest apologies to your friend in Octavinelle, for he will not be getting off lightly. He'll be blackmailed into cutting you off, forced to sign away his autonomy and work long hours of excruciating physical labor, and be used as a punching bag whenever the tweels are in a bad mood.

Unless your friend is blind, there's no escaping the wrath of Scarabia. Or, to be more precise, the wrath of Jamil. All it takes is one lapse in judgment, one second of eye-contact, and your friend's life is basically ruined. Your friend can expect to wake up at home with a suitcase full of sand and a blurry memory of having dropping out of NRC, changing their number and blocking you everywhere.

Your friend will never be worthy of you in the eyes of Pomefiore's queen, but perhaps a strict beauty regime (one that conveniently rids him of all free-time) can make him passable. After weeks of soul-sucking skincare routines, corsets too taught, and an irreparably shattered ego from constant nagging, Vil finally decides that your friend is...still unworthy. Not to worry, though, if your friend still somehow has the confidence to face you after all that, all it takes is one poisoned apple to keep him away. He was in dire need of some more beauty sleep, you know?

Ignihyde can ruin your friend's life from the comfort of their own room. How convenient! With just a bit of cyber-stalking, your friend's dirty secrets can be published across every platform in seconds, completely demolishing their reputation. Of course, if that threat isn't enough to deter him, Idia can always fake a video or two. Technology is really amazing, isn't it?

My heart goes out to your friend at Diasomnia. There's really no escaping it. Even if he were to prostrate himself in front of the entire school for days, it would not be enough. The second he began to covet what belonged to his king was the second he sealed his fate. It doesn't take any time at all for him to be forced into a deep sleep, suspended in time, and forced to live out the most torturous nightmares imaginable for the rest of time.

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yourfavepookiebear · 2 months

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This is my first time making a request so sorry if this makes no sense.

Self aware Twisted Wonderland with a player who randomly gets transported into their world. For Characters I was thinking about Azul, Malleus, Leona, and Riddle.

If this is too much you can ignore it.

A/n : This request has been sitting in my inbox for 2 months so I decided to finally answer it 😭 also sorry anon, for the extremely late reply 😅 for some reason I feel like I'm writing a fairytale for kids or sum lmao, also I wrote this while simultaneously doing my homework jsyk , it took me a lit to write this if you can tell, but can you tell I wrote this in 2 different days ?

Cw: Leona being lazy and a bit unhinged, bad writing, short asf, not proofread, Riddle kinning pomeranians and chihuahas, Malleus just being Malleus, ooc, inaccurate character depiction

It's the day after Yuu appeared in twisted wonderland, the second day of school. (It's been a long time since I last played or read twisted wonderland so bear with me) for plot purposes and diversity, each character will have slightly different plot, like time and place.

◇ Leona Kingscholar

It was just another irritating day for Leona, as he was sleeping in the botanical gardens, skipping class as usual. His tail swished left to right, as he tried to fall asleep. For some reason though, much to his annoyance, he couldn't fall asleep. Normally he had no problem dozing off, but today was different. He grits his teeth and glares at air particles, then he sits upright and stares at a random direction. Suddenly he hears footsteps, and the familiar voice of Ruggie approaching his location.

Leona rolls his eyes just as Ruggie emerges, not even sparing him a glance. Ruggie sighs and walks towards Leona

"Hey Leona, I got your sandwich"

Ruggie then hands him a sandwich and glances at him

"What's wrong ? You seem pretty down-in-the-dumps today. Not that you're usually a ray of sunshine, but still."

Leona just huffs and plucks some grass from the ground, then answers

"I can't sleep."

Ruggie blinks owlishly, then tilts his head to the side

"Woah, THE Leona Kingscholar, unable to sleep ? That's a new one.."

"Tsk, whatever."

Is all Leona says, as he rolls his eyes and lays down on the grass once again, closing his eyes. Ruggie takes the hint and walks away, going back to wherever he came from.

About an hour later, Leona wakes up to the sound of footsteps, yet this time they're not Ruggie's. In fact, they're not familiar at all..

Leona opens his eyes but stays still, a bit curious to know who this mysterious person is. On one side he doesn't give a shit, but on another side he's curious because, just what could a stranger be possibly doing at NRC ?

Suddenly someone jumps on top of him, effectively knocking the air out of his lungs. He jolts awake, bewildered and shocked.

"What the-"

His eyes widen as he recognizes the person who's crushing him with their weight..holy shit, what the hell is the player doing here ???

"Player ?"

He says, baffled, he genuinely doesn't know how to react. One minute he was peacefully sleeping, the other he wakes up to the player suddenly spawning on top of him ?? His thought process is cut off as his ears are flooded with high-pitched screaming and shrieking

"OH MY LORD, LEONA ????? AM I DREAMING ?? HES SO MUCH HOTTER IN PERSON OMFG"

He blinks, once, twice, thrice, his mouth open and his eyes wide, his ears twitching

"Player ?? What..."

(I'm gonna end it here becuz Im lazy asf and I have to go sleep soon, the rest is up to you and your imagination sorry pookies)

◇ Azul Ashengrotto

Azul is in the mostro lounge, he finishes making a deal with some random student, he bids them goodbye with that shady smile plastered on his face, and as soon as they leave he looks over to the clock. 7pm, it's still early yet it's already dark outside. He sighs and grabs his stuff, preparing to go back to his dorm room. Suddenly, he feels something brushing against his leg. He frowns and looks around, confused as to what it may be.

He hopes its not a prank from the twins, as he shrugs it off and continues what he was doing, until he feels it again.

He gets up from his office chair and looks under his desk, only to find...

What ? There's someone asleep under his desk ?? He pulls them out from under his desk, and immediately recognizes that face. It's the player !

He is absolutely baffled. How did the player randomly spawn under his office desk, asleep and in pajamas ?? This is very confusing..

◇ Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle was in his room, studying whatever the hell subjects they have in nrc.

He gets up to go drink a cup of natural mineral water with a 100% recycled bottle, then somehow trips on something.

He looks down and jumps 10 meters back, eyes blown wide as saucers and lets out the loudest and longest scream on earth, so loud that even I am put to shame.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-"

Somehow though, for plot purposes, no one hears him. Tatatatata, he looks over at the thing that was on the floor and is shocked to see you, the player, asleep on his floor, snoring like, so hard every single one of the prehistoric cavemen (Leona included) would lower their heads in respect.

(Anyways skip I'm lazy)

◇ Malleus Draconia

As we all know, Malleus loves walking around at night, and that makes a lot of people think he's some insane psychopath who's gonna stalk them then impale them with his horns.

After his nightly walk he came back to Diasomnia dorm just to find, you, aka the player and the one he thinks of so religiously every single day. He takes a step towards you, which isn't a lot since he's at the start of a hallway and you're at the end but whatever.

And that was his first mistake. Lo and behold there were you, at the end of the dark ass hallway, staring at him like you just witnessed some middle aged guy take off his pants and wip out his d*ck, then smack you across the face with it, oh and as if it was so long Drake would be put to shame.

You screamed like a banshee and ran away as if you were being chased by Drake's pipe.

Then you yelled out louder than Leona's snoring "MAMA MIA WHAT IN THE EVERLOVING WILLY WONKA AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY FUCK IS HAPPENING HERE" -Player's last words, may they rest in peace and remain forever remembered.

Jkjk you just ran into the wall and passed out. And Lilia was just watching the whole time and laughing his ass off. But you made Malleus sad tho :(

You woke up in Malleus's bedroom after having a nightmare about Drake's elevator.

#yourfavepookiebear #twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #leona kingscholar #self aware twst #self aware twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #leona kingsholar x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #drake's pipe #self aware fics #disney twisted wonderland #malleus draconia x reader #the pookiest writes

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writingforatwistedworld · 11 months

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Hi! If requests are still open, can I request for a Reader who like prince charming in manga or manhwa? Like the reader is such a gentleman(or gentlewoman), treat the TWST guy like a princess, and even when the TWST guys fall the reader just caught them and say "are you ok, princess?"or something similar? For self-aware!Au and Leona/Malleus/Vil if possible? Thank you! Please take time to rest and feel free to delete it if it broke the rule or you are not comfortable making it! 😊

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNING: Yandere themes, neglect, family problems, stalking, taking photos without consent, invasion of privacy, violence, unhealthy relationships

Leona Kingscholar/Vil Schoenheit/Malleus Draconia-Player is like prince charming

Imagine this: Leona tripping over air, a most heinous thing hiding in plain sight, and then suddenly something catches him

If it weren't for your face being so famous he would have thought you were a student from RSA

“Are you alright?” Yeah, I think he is. Other than the fact that he stares at you like the red dot of a laser pointer is on your forehead, he is fine

What he didn't know though was how everyone else in the hallway was just staring at the two of you. Could be the stars and flowers surrounding you two but what do I know?

If Leona wasn't such a loner then he would have started a fan club or something like that

But since he can't he is more on the “silent screeching teenager on the inside” trip

Like, my man is hiding behind corners, snapping pics, trying to smell the slightest bit of your perfume

Ok, maybe he is a bit more intense than an entire fan club usually is but he is just trying to figure out more about his prince char- *ahem* you

And we wouldn't be talking about Leona if there wouldn't be the tiniest bit of that, you know, manipulating others

Ruggie once more gets a chance to make others have “accidents” but if it would be too obvious why he orders him to do that then he can also take care of it himself

You know, roughing up a few students who came too close to you. That kind of stuff

But oh, how much he wishes that you would pay most of your attention on him

Leoan might not seem like it but all the years of neglect back home had made him crave it

So he gifts you a lot of things

From simple things for everyday use to luxurious accessories

But why won't you accept them? Do you dislike him that much? What else does he need to do? Tell him. Tell him!

Dramatic violin chorus, Vil falling backwards from the stairs, heels caught in the carpet, one last desperate look into the air before a chorus of opera singers screams in despair to add even more dramatic flair to the situation

And then, nothing. A soft cello plays a soft tune as arms close around his waist, stars sparkling in Vils eyes as his gaze falls upon his savior

Birds are singing and warm sunlight falls upon the duo... until the two Pomefiore students who carried a mirror start to move again making the reflecting light which fell on the two of you break away once more

Five meters away Epel just stares at you two with an expression that can only be described as “Ugh”

Rook stops the music which played in the background, the piece surprisingly supportive of the situation

As if the moment needed even the slightest bit more to seem like an abridged version of a Disney film you even asked Vil if he was alright

One second later and Epel asked himself what the heck Disney is

But congrats, you have now what Vil would call “a troublesome fan”

Oh no, Vil wouldn't buy merch of you or something like that. He has an even better collection

If you were to push his clothing in his closet to the side you would see its wooden back littered with photos of you

Some are a few selfies the two of you had snapped together (it was just a nice memory. He totally didn't mean to use it in any creepy means) and other photos you were not aware of

Some of them are taken disturbingly in private moments like when you were cooking and somewhere buried even deeper is even one when you were starting to change your clothing...

Vil also starts to hog all your time

No more eating lunch with a group of students you deemed your friends. Oh no, now it's Vil, Epel and ,if our local harassments of overgrown house cats has behaved well, even Rook

Although Vil doesn't trust Rook 100% when something is about you. The queen knows after all that the hunter has his own sights on you and is more than ready to snatch you up at any moment

Should you try to distance yourself though I recommend wearing long sleeves, otherwise the desperate clawing of nails that are way too sharp will rip your skin to shreds, a desperate fan of yours hanging just as desperate as the fairest Queen was on her beauty on your arm

Do you hear that too? What you don't? Did I imagine the wedding bells just now?

When Malleus fell from his broom, most ungraceful, he was surprised when you suddenly caught him (although this tiny bit of hight wouldn't be able to harm him)

Even after he reassured you that he was more than just alright you still insisted to bring him to the school nurse just to be sure and even then you still treated him like he was something easily broken

Is... Is this how normal people feel when someone takes care of them?

The poor school nurse was almost screeching in fear when Malleus suddenly made a sound akin to purring

The situation is kinda as if the prince who fought against Maleficent suddenly apologized after striking her, making sure that she got better and then proposing to her

Ok, maybe he imagined the last part but he is just a lovesick fire spewing lizard in human form. Let him have his fantasies!

Malleus isn't your ordinary Fae though. Oh no. You are courted by royalty here but given his rather... unhealthy interest in you I am not sure if you could consider this a win or a loss

Gold, rubies, diamonds and much, much more is at your disposal. Don't tell anybody. Otherwise there will be break-ins

At this point it's a normal occurrence to see a scene from those clichè romance novels acted out in the hallways of NRC

But since Malleus has “Fae-prince-who-can-end-your-life-with-the-snap-of-a-finger” privileges no one dares to say anything

Malleus wouldn't be a good dragon if he weren't even the lighter bit hoarding

Only that it isn't just “a bit” but rather “hoards all the time” when something concerns you

And suddenly eh invites you to visit the Valley of Thorns

“Visit” haha, funny

Have you heard? There are rumors of Briar Valley soon having a second future ruler. Huh? Who? I don't know? But aren't you close to Malleus? Maybe he knows something

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twistedtavern · 2 years

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Spelldrive game: about to start

Leona:

#self aware au #self aware leona #my memery #if i had a nickel #for every time leona refused to play spelldrive #i would have two nickles:

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mellowwillowy · 3 months

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𝐓𝐖𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Feat: Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Lilia Bonus: Floyd, Jade, Jamil, Rook, Epel, Malleus

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle’s face was almost as red as his hair, not out of anger but rather…

[Oh my gooodddd, stomp those tiny feet again, Riddle! Give me that pout~]

Really… should he do it again? Out of nowhere? Well, let’s take a walk to where you clicked then…

[Yaahhh!! So cuteeee!!!]

Well at least you didn’t think him badly for being angry out of nowhere… whoops, he wasn’t supposed to idle like that.

Ahh, why are you moving on to another character? Cater? That good for nothing? The naughty ADeuce duo? He's almost turning from red to green in envy!

Leona Kingscholar

Leona was supposed to be ticked to the brim but definitely not with you. His ears are red from your nonstop rambling while you keep on poking his avatar right on his ear.

[I wonder how it feels like to play with his ears, ah, maybe I should help you clean it too?]

Don’t. Twitch. Ears. Else the player might notice this and question this one new idle.

[Thinking back, I kinda wanna try stepping on his tail like Yuu too~]

Don’t. Swish. Tail. What? Is he a masochist or what? Well, if it’s for you then he wouldn’t mind it.

Wait wait, why are you checking out Ruggie and Jack now? Hey, what do you mean Ruggie has cuter ears and Jack has a fluffier tail? Why do they look so proud? Are they asking to be minced?

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul might break out of the avatar restraint now. You’ve been talking about how you want to squeeze the kid him, round and plump, you quoted.

Why did you find his past appearance adorable?

[Honestly, I kinda want to lift him and his hiding spot and boil him as a takoyaki filling]

Now that made Floyd and Jade snickered. Azul was internally panicking but his avatar did not show him breaking a single sweat.

[Or maybe gather all his ink whenever he cries]

For your pen?

[But I do think squeezing his plump octomer form is the best~ Oh well, he had lost all those baby fats]

And back to how you ramble about his round self again. This was supposed to be disheartening but why was he blushing?

Wait wait, don't look away from him, no! Why are you going to Floyd? And Jade too? He knew Floyd won your heart but allow him to worm into your heart at the very least. Please let one of his three hearts rest in you!

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim was nodding non-stop at your ramblings, or should he say, wishes. He was really happy that you were taking him as your magic lamp!

[And then, I want you to lace my body with lots of glitters, made of gold!]

No hard task, he just had to grind all that gold into some sort of fairy dust for you!

[Oh! And I want to try swimming in a pool of golden coins like Uncle Scrooge! I wonder if it'll hurt and uncomfortable as I think...]

He was in the same boat with you. You'd have to be careful when diving into the pool! But you can try sleeping on it though you should be careful, just in case the coins swallow you whole!

[And a carpet ride every night~]

Roger that! Tell him more of your wish, will you?

Eh? Why do you stop wishing? No! He will guarantee you that he will make it all come true! Please do not doubt him! Ah... it's because you two are in a different dimension? Screw this barrier that separates you two then.

Vil Schoenheit

Yes, he knew he was unworthy of your praises but he couldn't help but enjoy bathing in it!

[Look at your hair... and that make-up! Wow... truly is the fairest one of all!]

Oh please, no matter how much you compliment him, he could never compete with you beauty-wise! You would always be the true fairest one of all!

[Aha! Look at those heels too, contribute a lot to your height, and make you look so pretty!]

Even a prominent actor like him can't cover his natural reaction which was the growing blush on his face!

Eh? Rook? What does he have to do with him? Too in love with his words more than the beauty in front of you right now? No no no, you must look at him only and no one else!

Idia Shroud

If anything, he was glad his hair did not turn pink! From the way you kept on poking his avatar and patting his head, it made his heart tickled. He was no longer stuttering because the system wanted him to, but because he himself was nervous!

[Oh, show me that one illustration... Kyaaa! Why must you be so cute biting on your sleeve??? It's so inviting!!!]

Ah? That one? He couldn't help but feel embarrassed as you zoomed into his face and examined his hair. Truly, this was too much for his heart!

[Oh oh, and your masquerade costume is so pretty! It makes you look so pretty ffs!]

Ah, it was pretty uncomfortable to wear but he's glad he didn't take it off, not like he can do that anyway. The system won't allow that after all.

Everything feels nice so why are you changing character now? Wait wait! Have you checked his other card? No no no, why is that little shortie fae here? Don't close on him, please! He might want to try hacking your phone soon!

Lilia Vanrouge

Oya? You'd like to dress him up? Kukuku, looks like green and pink would work well on him~

[And... I think we can try curling his long hair, can we change the hue from red to pink like a color wheel?]

...Curling his hair didn't sound bad. Maybe he should try it sometimes and see if it suited him.

[Oh! And I'm gonna hang him upside down like the bat he is! My cute little bat, let's fist-fight!]

You really are an enigma huh? One moment is a sweet and docile lamb then the next moment you are a bull. Hm? Malleus? Why talk about him so sudden? Didn't you say he is your number-one favorite from Diasomnia? So why are you looking at someone else now?

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒:

Floyd Leech

God of Shrimpy~ Keep on poking him, he loves it! Ah, you love his teeth? And his droopy eyes? And his laugh? Hehe, you really love everything about him huh?

So why do you even bother looking at the others? He's going to hug you tight for this silly!

Jade Leech

Ah, he is quite the gentleman, no? Hm? You'd like to keep him as your butler? Why that is quite the generous idea that you allow him to manage your daily life~

With a small dose of love potion in your daily tea every day, he's bound to have you in his arms soon, well, if he ever finds a way to pull you into this twisted wonderland.

Jamil Viper

It truly is an honor to be considered as someone reliable (from babysitting Kalim) and acknowledged as an attendant who could shield you from any danger, truly. He is ready to put his life in line for you so why?

Why are you saying that there's someone else who might fit the position as your attendant more than him? And that person being that slimy eel no less!

Rook Hunt

Ah! This is amazing! To be able to charm you with his words and let him worm into your heart is truly a blessing! Would you like him to write you a poem detailing your beauty?

No no, mon chèri, you shouldn't grace those who are unbefitting of it, don't you think it's a waste to spare the other your grace? Allow this hunter to save you from that trouble.

Epel Felmier

H-huh? You want to dress him up? Naturally, he hates being treated as a doll, a girl no less! But... the idea of you helping him dress and helping him with makeup... he can do this. It is your way of gracing him after all...

Huh? You want to dress Lilia up too? Why? Because he's cuter? Oh no, there's no way there's someone who is prettier than him, look at him, look at how pretty he is in this dress!

Malleus Draconia

If anything, he will always hear you compare him and Riddle to the 'Queen of Heart' and 'Maleficient' from your world. You will praise him for being able to stand on the same level as the actress' beauty which makes him feel giddy.

But boy is he sulking when you start rambling about Riddle and the big-headed Queen. You will dote on him and Riddle back and forth.

Can't you just dote on him?

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mymainwastoocluttered · 2 years

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Self Aware Twst being smug that Obey Me is annoying to open

"I like Obey Me, but, like, having to close a million pop-ups is so annoying, I sometimes avoid opening the game for days"

Riddle, Leona, Floyd, Idia

Riddle:

Oh. No. What a pity.

Riddle wants to do the polite thing and feel bad, but he doesn't

The Queen of Hearts is not one for lies, anyways

He will smile brightly when he's on the main screen after you "tell him" that

Leona:

Ha!

If he could gloat directly to them, he would, but that would require too much work and he has more to do

Like break character and tell you he's a better investment of your time than the demons

Floyd:

He can and will cackle

That's right, that's right, Shrimpy, the pop ups ain't worth it, so just delete that annoying app and pay attention to him

... do make sure he didn't find a way to delete the game himself

Idia

Has more of a chance of deleting Obey Me from your phone than Floyd, to be honest

Probably won't do it, though, cuz he's afraid it'll upset you

He is glad to shit on popups with you, he hates them too.

Though deep down, he does like that they prevent you from spending more time in Obey Me

#twisted wonderland #self aware twst #riddle rosehearts x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #floyd leech x reader #idia shroud x reader #obey me #self aware obey me #I guess

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twilight803 · 1 year

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Self aware twst au is so good cause you probably wouldn't know unless they slip up (cough Cater cough) AND I FEEL LIKE THEY WOULD BE WORSHIPPING YOU AND FIGHTING OVER YOU!!!

Like if you are getting Lilias birthday card, HE WOULD BE SO SMUG ABOUT IT ESPECIALLY IF YOU HAVE TO GET TO 100 PULLS TO GET IT.

The rest of them are SALTYYY, the Adeuce would be mad because they spend the most time with you, might try to win you over by giving you more gems and showing up more in the daily reward thingy.

Riddle would be trying to find any reason to get on screen, he'd like get mad at Ace and Deuce for NO REASON like they could breathe the wrong air in front of Riddle.

Trey would keep showing up in your gacha polls he'd be giving you so much cards of him, NOTICE HIM GIVE HIM ATTENTION.

Cater would keep TRYING to turn on your camera, the others would get PISSED at him cause they don't want you to get scared and not play.

Leona would try to pretend he doesn't care BUT HE DOES, He would be LIVID and SALTY if you skipped his banner for someone else, HE'D TAKE IT OUT ON POOR RUGGIE.

Ruggie is probably trying to get you to put him on homescreen, poor bb just wants your UNDIVIDED ATTENTION, LEVEL HIM UP!!

Jack would definitely be unsure of what to do, like he'd end up trying to get your attention, showing up for daily reward as the guest. He'd give you gems JUST LOOK AT HIM, he'd be wagging him tail.

Azul omg Azul he's a bb he just wants you to get all of his cards, level them up, PUT HIM ON HOMESCREEN, he'd probably try to get your attention by desperately saying things that are like showing he's self aware, IT JUST SLIPS.

Jade would be so passive-aggressive he'd be like SALTY when he's on screen, making aggressive remarks with a sly smirk on his face, HES SO PETTY lol.

FLOYD WOULD END UP GIVING THEM AWAY AS SELF AWARE, HE WANTS YOURE ATTENTION AND IS GONNA DO WHATEVER HE CAN TO GET IT, HES SO SALTY AND WILL PUSH THE OTHERS TO GET ON YOUR DAILY REWARDS SCREEN.

Kalim would be so clingy to you, he'd somehow end up in every story, he just loves you, GIVE HIM ATTENTION, HES SO OBVIOUS ABOUT IT ASWELL.

Jamil would be planning whoevers on the homescreen demise, HE WILL ELIMINATE EVERY OTHER OPTION HE JUST WANTS TO BE WITH YOU, AND KALIM WOULD BE BUGGING HIM TO HELP HIM GET YOU, Jamil would be so pissy though.

Vil is PISSED, he is the most beautiful and fairest of them, SO WHY ISNT IT HIM THATS ON YOUR HOMESCREEN, if you skip his banner omg he's gonna take it out on epel and he'd start thinking he's not enough, JUST GIVE HIM THE ATTENTION HE DESERVES, or else.

Rook would be trying to get on that homescreen you will find all of his cards in your pulls, HES GONNA GET THERE, and gonna call you beautiful things in French just you wait (paint me like one of your French girls).

Epel will definitely be getting on Vils nerves even more than usual, HE JUST SO MAD THAT YOU DIDNT WAIT FOR HIS BANNER, CHOOSE HIM. LOVE HIM, he needs the reassurance (and your attention).

Idia just wants to see you, but he's so socially awkward, he'd be trying to find a way into your world, he doesn't want the other to know if he does, BUT HE STILL WANTS YOU TO PULL FOR HIM, HE KNOWS THE PAIN OF PULLING FOR A CHARACTER AND KNOWING YOULL SAVE OR SPEND MONEY FOR HIM, HE WOULD JUST BE SO FLUSTERED.

Ortho just likes spending time with you, you're just so glorious in his eyes, he also want his brother to be happy with you aswell, he's GONNA help his brother get into your world or atleast you in theirs, HE WANTS A HAPPY END.

Sebek would be trying to get you to get Malleus cards, HE WANTS HIS WAKASAMA HAPPY, AND YOU MAKE HIS WAKASAMA HAPPY, BUT at the same time he loves you and he wants you aswell, he'd share or give you to Wakasama.

Silver would want you to get his cards and put him on homescreen, BUT he's so sleepy so not much gets done BUT HE TRIES, HE'LL BE YOUR KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR JUST LOOK AT HIM, He'd be slightly happy for Batty boy of course, but he's also slightly jealous.

LILIA WOULD BE ESTATIC IF YOU GOT HIS BIRTHDAY CARD, HE WANTS YOU TO LEVEL HIS UP, OMG IS HE ON THE HOMESCREEN, he's such a tease though, he'll act like he's not too affected by it but IF YOU GET TO 100 PULLS ON HIS BANNER, BATTY BOY WOULD FEEL A BUT BAD BUT SO HAPPY THAT YOU SPENT OR SAVED MOENY JUST FOR HIM, FUFFUFUFUFUFU.

Malleus would be kinda salty that you didn't wait for his which is so close to Lilias, BUT Hornton is trying to get your attention as well, HE IS SO ATTENTION STARVED, HE NEEDS IT. He is also trying to find a way to get you into their world or into yours he's looking through tons of spell books, but he wants on that homescreen, YOURE NOTHING LIKE HES EVER SEEN, HE WORSHIPS YOU, LOVES YOU, MARRY HIM!!

THESE ANGSTY BOYS JUST WANT YOUR ATTENTION SO BAD, GIVE IT TO THEM, THEY ALL WANT TO BE NOTICED!!

(jealous of batty boy)

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orangelemonsstuff · 1 year

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so you guys know in ddlc that there's this one scene where monika forces the player's mouse to move down to choose her? yes that. BUT MAKE IT TWST AND SELF AWARE!!! (meaning the game didn't code Malleus/Monika to do it)

Leona as Natsuki, Azul as Yuri, and of course Malleus as Monika.

warning: Horror themes since its inspired by ddlc

...

You've been playing a visual novel for about 4 hours now.

you can't help it it was just so enticing, the characters, the plot, the artstyle and pacing. its so good

Choices aren't that much special to this game as you heard there's only one ending but the cgi's are completely different between route of choices. its no matter to you though, you save a choosing point and then after reading that route you'll reload again to read the other

as much as you knew some people do this recklessly to just see the CGIs, you on the other hand is wisely thinking of whom you'd choose first to see their scenario and then second, and then third, so on. as if you consider their actual feelings

it felt like it isn't any of your typical visual novel, you feel as if the characters are actually talking to you behind the screen and actually cares about the real you, especially that one specific character.

his name is Malleus

He's one of the mysterious type of character, he plays the violin, he likes ice creams and apparently dragon statues. you choose him first everytime you come across a choice event and practically you always see his special events and scenarios too

but sometimes you can't help but feel it

you are alone in your room but you can't help... feel the feeling of being watched. something whispering. something's or someone's presence together with you in the room

and whenever you'd look behind your back to see no one is there then turn back to your computer, you'd see an enlarged Malleus up to your screen staring with those with light yet emotionless smile and eyes

you could be imagining it. but when you checked the reviews for the game it doesn't say anything about Malleus popping up like that, yes some bugs about the game dialogue or settings but it doesn't relate to what you're experiencing.

your headphones was still in your ears so it definitely surprised you when the bright music stopped and the dialogue sfx chimes in

Malleus:

"What are you looking at?"

well that scared you, you must've clicked a button to proceed the dialogue.

Malleus backed away but it still nerved you when the music stopped altogether. it felt creepy

you close your phone and decided maybe it was just all your imagination or the game being buggy, you would say this in the review later so the devs could fix it

you return to your game and proceed with the dialogue smoothly, the current situation was a festival apparently and the main character of the game was supposed to be one of the managers of it

Azul:

"surely I'm the most fitting to help ____ to this festival, I'm the most efficient here."

you click.

Leona:

"Didn't i say I'll do it? won't that be a convenient for you Octopus?"

You click again but with a chuckle this time

"what a lovely sound"

Huh? what was that? did you just hear someone speak?

you rewind the game to Azul's dialogue again, you must've missed an voiceline easter egg...

you didn't.

you rewind it over and over again but there's no voiceline or anything. huh must've been just a one time thing

wait, there shouldn't be any voiceline in this game... there shouldn't be, it didn't come with a voice sound setting after all.

okay this is really weird.

you sigh, clicking the dialogue bubble again. you'll need a meal, a bath and sleep after this, you must've been really tired that you are hearing things and seeing things

Azul:

"Just let ____ make the choice okay?"

click

Malleus:

"Okay, fine... Fine."

click

Azul:

"Jeez... ____, i know how fed up you are with these two by now. we can jus-"

click

Leona:

"Azul, shut your fucking mouth and let them decide for themselves"

cli- wait hold on woah, did you just read that right? this game isn't supposed to be having strong languages, you were sure you checked the labels alright so why...? maybe it's part of the coded dialogue? you can't blame the devs adding some spice isn't so bad either

Azul:

"You shut you mouth!"

click

Malleus:

"Oh great seven, this is never going to end. just make the choice okay?"

the choice buttons shows up tallying from Azul next to Leona and then Malleus. you think about it carefully and as you think you might be showing a lot of favoritism towards Malleus, maybe its time for a little bit of change no worries though you'll save it and load for la-

huh?

that's weird

why can't you click the save and load button? you repeat your excessive clicking for a whole 2 minutes but you can't get to click the save button at all

was this game really buggy?

frustrated, you decide in your head to choose whoever except Malleus for a change but when you were about to pick Azul.

the mouse

it's....

moving...

....itself.

towards Malleus

what...? how is this possible? yeah your actual literal mouse within you isn't moving but the mouse on the screen is

is this supposed to be part of the game? no... this isn't... you have to check you have to

competent, you move the mouse again to pick but it kept moving down in its onw accord, you struggle to move it up after few tries but with timing you click on Leona with swiftness

a pair of green irises appeared on a white screen, familiar ones. the same eyes that looked to you earlier, a little too close for your liking.

a eerie silence waft around you, and the whirring of the computer can be the only thing heard outside of your headphones

you shake with fear, you gulp the tense in your throat, your eyes hurt with dryness not daring to take your eyes off the green eyes staring right at you and to see if this is real, you don't know what to do or what to believe.

you tried clicking your exit button more times than you can count but it wont exit the game, the cord connecting from the computer isn't far but you fear that even if you move a little or look away for a second, someone or something would jump out of the screen to god who knows what it'd to you

courage or curiosity, whatever it is, it made you click the blank white screen with floating irises to at least something would happen to just make this all stop.

an eerie endless dialogue sfx was blasted into your ears as a multiple choice boxes of the name "Malleus" appeared in your screen

???:

"Wxkabdbealem!?(19_++_;4)0#?$;(akwjrbeboxibrbrwoOAiebevtbwkwksokw@910-~¢jsjsjwb@+2;2-akejjrrrneejrwownrbtlwalalxndndebwkwowowoqpeh=`=¢¶%¶kwkwpqowhsbebejwWxkabdbealem!?(19_++_;4)0#?$;(akwjrbeboxibrbrwoOAiebevtbwkwksokw@910-~¢jsjsjwb@+2;2"

your ears felt like bleeding and nausea came over to you, you feel like throwing up right there and then, pass out, die. anything to make it stop

with a strained shaky hand you click Malleus as the screen turned back to the game normally again as if nothing happened

Malleus:

"Im happy you picked me."

sweat drips from your temples as you exit the game and pull the plug of the cord and stepped back from the monitor not even bothering to save the game or your discarded headphones

you try to steady your breath few times to calm down the loud thumping of your heart from horror and shock, you sat up to your bed trying to wipe off the nervousness off of you before standing up and sprinting off the door.

maybe you didn't thoroughly checked your game settings or code files, or maybe you did, you just didn't paid that much attention to it

you pulled the plug at him, stepped back with horror and ran away not even bothering to save the game or take a listen at your discarded headphones

the headphones played the same bright music from earlier.

Auto Saving....

Saving Complete!

Tip: This game loads where you left at.

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AN: this was out of the sudden burst of inspiration btw. (i mean none of my fics aren't lol) But hope ya enjoyed it, i rlly loved DDLC, i did copy some of the dialogues i hope its okay since i have no idea what to make them say lol but DDLC stays original for me.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst fanfic #twst scenarios #twst x reader #twst malleus #yandere twst #twst malleus draconia x reader #twst malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader #malleus draconia #twst yandere #twst leona #twst azul #twst mc #self aware au #twst self aware au

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thepookiestpookiebear · 1 month

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A pitiful attempt of me making a masterlist.

Uncompleted masterlist because I have to navigate the web to find all of my works again!!!!

My older fics:

I didn't find the second and third part for that series so sorry

So far this masterlist is incomplete, as I haven't found all of my works yet. This is what I get for not tagging them with my username 😭

#yourfavepookiebear #self aware twst #leona kingscholar #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland masterlist #masterlist #attempt at masterlist #unfinished #the pookiest writes #twisted wonderland x reader #malleus draconia x reader #i still havent found that one sagau work of mine #leona kingscholar x reader #riddle rosehearts

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lwtkmm · 1 year

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I saw the replaced mc au going on in twisted wonderland I'm gonna contribute to the reason for your therapy!! Angst time!

You are Yuu. Yuu here is gender neutral with they/them pronouns ,so is the replacement. The replacement goes by P/N (player's name) . This is a replaced au + self aware au

Remember, you are loved, you are special, you are worth it, your presence matters and you are beautiful.

Unrealistic human

Perhaps you weren't the only one who knew that you were enclosed within a world of pixels. A false reality. A reality that was actually a bunch of programmed codes on the screen.

You knew there was someone else behind that screen. A higher entity who had the liberty to control you and the things around you.

You always felt their presence whenever they logged into the game. You always felt this warm spark inside you whenever the player made their presence known. The other times you felt cold and lifeless. Like a fake in place of a person.

You knew you were in denial, you claimed to have your own identity but deep down you knew you were just a shell for the player to interact with the others. Would you ever be able to escape this puppet situation?

The answer was no.

You didn't mind though because for you, the player was like an angel to you who brought you into existence.

But you didn't know that angels can fall from grace too.

You didn't know how this happened but there stood before you were the player. You could identify them just by the warmth they carried with them. Was this even possible? How was it even possible for the player to enter the automated world?

You thought only you knew that they were the player but it seemed like your friends were also aware of this higher entity like you, and you just made a fool out of yourself.

Your friends ? The player's friends**

The moment the player came within their sight, they didn't even try to hide the absolute favoritism towards them. You , the favorite of them all, were suddenly ignored and pushed into the corner.

Was all this favoritism towards you in the past just an attempt to get the player like them ? Seems like you were quite right with your guessing.

You didn't know whether to despise the player or to be grateful to them for they were why you were even brought into existence. They could just go back and delete the game off the device and you would cease to exist. You had no authority over them.

How could you bring yourself to despise them? They had done nothing wrong. All this favoritism, affection and attention was always meant to be theirs, you were just a shell for them to interact with the others. You were just an empty shell and the player brought the life into you.

It had been more than a month since the player arrived. Everyone seemed to have had forgotten that someone named Yuu existed. Maybe you didn't actually exist. You were just a corpse that needed to be controlled.

You overhead people talking once..

" Jamil, don't you think we've been distant with Yuu these days " It was kalim.

This made you somewhat warm inside since there was at least someone who was trying to reason with how unjust they all had been with you.

" Did you forget Kalim? All we've ever done was for p/n, whoever cared about yuu anyways" Jamil replied.

Kalim was quiet. You just smiled to yourself. What were you even expecting.

They were obsessed, they worshipped the ground p/n walked on, they were never left alone. There was always someone with them and it often resulted in violence since they all wanted p/n's attention. You knew that p/n lowkey didn't like being around the guys all the time. They were already overwhelmed by the fact that they were stuck inside a game and now these guys followed them around everywhere like a lost puppy.

Even if you wanted to, you couldn't bring yourself to hate p/n, they always tried to include you in whatever they were doing as soon as they realized you were being left out. They were genuinely a good and kind person. Maybe that's why everyone was so smitten with them.

They were not the reason why you were being treated this way. You were programmed to be their shadow. It was never about you, it was always about the player and the guys, you were just a medium of communication. The player didn't force anything upon you, rather , you were created specially for that purpose , to be the player's shell was the sole reason for your existence. It was you who got too lost in the love and attention you were receiving that you forgot that it wasn't meant for you.

How nice it must be for the player, somehow ending up in their favorite game and receiving endless love and attention from the characters you adore. It was like a fever dream. Too good to be true.

Sadly every good thing comes to an end.

"Yuu! " You looked up from your resting spot underneath a tree in the courtyard. All of the guys were there, looking at you with a smile.That was rather odd..

"Hey y'all, finally remembered I existed ? " Your tone dripped vengeance.

" What are you talking about yuu, of course we know you exist, you're our best friend after all " Ace broke the awkwardness of the moment.

" We have a favor to ask for, yuu "

You somewhat felt a little scared of what was gonna come next.

" You know... We're afraid that p/n might have to go back to their own world.. Soo... "

Your eyes widened, you didn't believe that they were actually saying this to you. Your fear was going to come true.

" So you want me to be a shell for them so that they can stay here?! " You looked up in anger..

" Wha-.. Uh.. Yes." They didn't even try to hide their pathetic reasoning for this..

" Well you all asked and my Answer is no"

" You don't get to say no, herbivore, p/n is the reason why you're here and it isn't like you were supposed to be your own person, you were always p/n's virtual shell, in fact you should be thankful that they would be putting you to use. "

You clenched your fists..

" Now be good, little shrimpy, and let us do our work, we don't want p/n to leave "

You got up and started running , you didn't know how long this chase would last but losing it would mean losing yourself.

"We're sorry yuu" .

They were after you.

The end

Honestly I kept this as an open ending so y'all could decide what happens to you next, do you survive or do you become a puppet.. I enjoyed writing this so much, and I've been writing something after a long time so I'm not quite sure if it's satisfactory. I know it's a bit short but i haven't quite calmed myself down after exams so my thinking cap's kinda empty rn 😭 Have a nice day luvs :)

- HANI❤

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