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pt.4 | đpt.5
rewrote, edited and proofread chapter five cause I thought it was horseshit and you guys deserved more from me. đ«¶
numb.
you tried to feel numb.
doing everything in your power to push down any kind of emotion that was ready to slip through your mask.
look ahead, stand tall, put one foot in front of the other so no one would know you were wearing a confidence coat that was 2 sizes too small.
don't breathe too loud they'll hear you.
don't step too loud they'll think about your weight.
don't blink too much they'll think you're fluttering your lashes at them.
don't tuck your chin in they'll think you're gross.
gross for what exactly? everything.
don't mess up the stepping pattern or else you'll look like a bumbling idiot as you try to get back on the rhythm.
don't clench your fists they'll think you're mad and unapproachable.
don't smile because you're not in front of a mirror where you can control how much you want to give away.
don't think too hard or else you'll become enraptured with your daydreams and you won't be able to take part in reality.
don't do anything with your lips or else some air will come in and create a sound that sounds similar to a fart. then they'll think you're extra gross.
all these rules you had to follow to 'be normal,' weren't an actual set of rules, but a lifestyle. you wouldn't get collared if you didn't do one of the rules, you wouldn't get yelled at or reprimanded.
you were okay. to your knowledge that is.
on the outside, you probably looked like you had a stick up your ass. always in a rush to get to where you needed to go. like one of those rolling backpack kids back in your world. whenever they would pass they'd take casualties with them. rolling over toes, pencils, teachers- there was nothing in their way they couldn't bulldoze through.
you were just missing the wheels and will of iron it took to be seen with such a⊠whatâs the right word- atrocity, in public, let alone an all-boys school.
underneath the habits and self-induced numbness, past all the anxiety and fear there was a tickle. not an actual tickle, but a sudden feeling you couldn't identify. it wasn't rage or frustration. you weren't sad or envious... you think- it was something gentler than that.
something softer yet just as negative was infesting your heart and mind like a slow-acting poison. poisoning your thought process, your habits, your attitude, and your livelihood.
though the breeze and sunshine walking to class supplied your flesh with warm- there was a chill over your heart. the beams of warmth too short to reach into the many cracks and holes that were created. sometimes you thought there was a bug. a big, juicy parasitic bug that would suck away your hopes and feast on your memories. It had a sweet tooth that was for certain, only targeting happy memories as it kept you with the bad ones.
did you ever have happy memories?
there was nothing you could do about the pestering leech. it wouldn't go away with Kalim's warmth and silver's calm. two sides of the same coin.
but no matter how many times you flipped: heads or tails, heads or tails, heads or tails would never work.
yes, you would smile, you would laugh- put on a poor show to convince yourself and others that there was nothing wrong. Everything was okay deep down and inside your twisted little mind.Â
sometimes, you weren't sure who exactly you were performing for.Â
"why am I scared to laugh" you remembered asking yourself one night, putting down your jester's hat for the evening.Â
looking in the dusty mirror, your eyes carefully roamed your face, ticking off imperfections as you scanned every feature, scrutinizing every fold, and every slight bump on your skin. saving the most obvious imperfection for last, you finally acknowledged the brewing red horn ready to grow on the side of your forehead.
you knew it was a normal thing that teenagers of all ages experienced. but you felt especially helpless now, with the lack of beauty supplies and makeup. but with a quick brush of your hair, the brewing red horn disappeared behind some tresses of hair.
"I look like a demon"
...
"though if it was on my nose, i'd look like rudolph"
there was no punchline. yet the observation- not even an original comparison, made you laugh.Â
A tiny huff puffed from your chest. though the more you imagined yourself with deer ears and a bright lobster red nose, you could feel your thoracic region start to shake. trying to push the sixth sense of judgment the walls were giving you, you forced yourself to laugh. holding onto this artificial laugh as long as you could. you hadn't laughed in a while. hadn't smiled in a minute. you'd barely look at yourself in the mirror most days.
gripping onto the vanity you watched your eyes crinkle and smile stretch. tripping and stumbling over scattered objects in your room you were still clenching your stomach nonetheless.
you felt like a tumbling tornado. clumsily tripping over everything with no set destination or concern for the things in your path. a shoe got kicked up. a pen you remembered liking got stepped and rolled on. a book you read a few nights ago kicked to the door as you set your eyes on your bed. with a few more violent acts towards inanimate objects, you carried your shaking body to bed.
this was it. you were going insane, weren't you?
all you needed was a canvas and paints and you'd truly become insane.
flopping down unceremoniously you let it linger for a second. sighing in contentment as you stared up at the ceiling.
you loved laughing, it was fun! but you were afraid to laugh, to live. remembering Kalim's quote of 'Everything is fun when you make it fun,' you wanted to scoff at his naivety. but Kalim was right.
if you made things miserable for yourself that's how they'll be.
directing your mind back to your head, you blinked owlishly.
oh. you were so caught up in the daydream you forgot you were in the hallways.
peeking through bumping shoulders, you tried looking towards the wall to check the room number.
"shit"
making a giant u-turn with as many 'excuse me's' and 'pardon me's,' you rerouted yourself back to your class. never having walked this way to class you were a bit hesitant. what if you walked by it again? what if someone is watching you and making fun of you for being a daft idiot?
breathe.
but what if you're late for class? crewel will have your hide- skin? doesn't matter what it is cause it'll be his. what if they all laugh when we're late-
we're not late yet it's only-
but when we get to class we'll be late!
perking up when you noticed the assigned numbers to your class, you weaved through the chattering sardines and beelined it to class.
no bell. no expectant crewel. no eyes besides from the easy-to-ignore front row. perfect.
the sigh you were holding in finally set itself free as you adjusted the grip of your books, and you strolled down the isles.
don't walk too fast they'll think you're strange.
but also don't walk too slow so they don't think you're lazy.
head down absent-mindedly adjusting your books, you followed your hand's cue and put your attention on a fixed thing. aka: your books.
but to your relief, you soon found your seat. with a huff, you unloaded the cargo pulled out some loose-leaf paper, and started writing.
writing what? not even you knew. but it made you look busy and that was important.
you didn't lay around in bed all day. you didn't continuously scroll through your phone to distract yourself. you didn't cry at night looking at everyone's socials, wishing it was you having fun. envy bubbling like a nasty tar in your bloodstream as you scorned everyone for having fun when you're miserbale-
"y/n!'
"oow"
sliding in next to you was silver. hair disheveled and tie ever so crooked, though he still looked really good-
pervert a voice whispered. tensing, you looked around and saw no one paying attention to your little corner.
"I tried calling you in the hallway." his boyish smile eased a beat in your rhythmic heart, only for it to take 2 more beats.
"y-you did?" you gulped.
silver nodded as he organized his books. "Yeah, but it's so chaotic and loud I'm guessing you didn't hear me" you nodded in agreement, tongue slipping over itself as you tried conjuring up an excuse.
"I- uh I'm really sorry I didn't hear you. I didn't even know you were there! I was kinda worried about not being elbowed to death." you didn't know why you were chuckling at the end but it felt scene-appropriate. you weren't sure if you believed what you told silver despite it being the truth.
was he going to refute it? was he going to give you a once over and mentally think 'how dare they ignore me' because all the diasomnia students you'd interact with had that very haughty, entitled personality?
 but to your slight dissatisfaction, silver only nodded in understanding.
"I'm real-"
"There's no-"
you both started at the same time, sharing a shy smile at the pause.
"you can go ahead" he nodded. Waving your hands, you disagreed. "you were talking first, I'm sorry, go ahead"
even though you gave the green light, silver still heisted to go. giving the air another few seconds before he started talking.
"there is no need to ask for forgiveness. I understand if you couldn't hear me, I'm not the most vocal after all. if only sebek were here" he mulled the last part. wincing at the name, you wanted to pinch yourself for slipping up. damnit you showed that you didn't like a person he was friends with- he'll hate you now. you're screwed, you screwed yourself. don't you understand that he's probably planning on running to sebek as soon as you leave? then everyone in diasomnia is going to hate you-
you nodded, tiny little yellow sponges in white shirts and red ties ran around your brain as a fire roared throughout- wherever they were inside your head.
you tried to push the flood of incoming thoughts into a box, a big red crate with a crab lock to be exact. you were feeling antsy, looking for anything to focus on besides the silver-haired upperclassman in front of you.Â
sometimes you wish you were a computer. unable to feel and to only run on logic. it seems easier that way.
a thought bubble popped into your brain like an internet pop-up ad.Â
did they even have computers in twisted wonderland? duh of course they do, they have phones after all.
the thought of twisted wonderland's technology started to swarm and hijack your train of thought. effectively taking out the conductor and changing its course.
did they also have an Industrial Revolution like the United States had? what was the start of it? which kingdom had it first? was there something to set off the alleged revolution? How is it the same and how is it different from your world's?
did magic have allay in it? of course, it did. but how did magic make it different than-
"y/n"
snapping your head at the familiar voice. you looked to silver. only able to take in physical information as the new conductor saw a hole in the tracks, pulling the breaks almost immediately.
"you okay there?"
slowly you nodded, as a few members of the hijacking team jumped out of the train- some ideas and questions with it.
"yeah.. sorry about that, kinda got lost in my train of thought there"
nodding with understanding, silver started talking about how he would sometimes start nodding off when he was talking to someone. half paying attention, half trying to save the train- your brain was split in half as you took in all internal and external information.
until you heard the magic words everyone loves to hear: "what were you thinking ab-"
"The Industrial Revolution"
"... pardon?"
anddd you failed, the train fell into the deep deep gorge that the tracks would normally allow the said train to glide over... but alas! they were gone! blown to smithereens as it guided the train into the deep cavern. a big explosion followed soon after.Â
"dont worry about it" you brushed him off. saved by the bell as Crewel stood up, riding crop in hand yelling out orders like a drill sergeant.
silver scooted closer. you scooted back, the original distance between you two doubling. you were focused on writing your name, date etc & etc, on another loose-leaf paper.
the dreamy-eyed second-year made some noises before he knew what he was going to say. he started softly "are you okay"? but then grew slightly louder as unease set in "from... last class? I mean I know yuu told me it was a touchy subject but... i just wanted to check in"
your pencil screeched to a halt as the words 'yuu told me-' chanted in your head. it was the only thing you could focus on because what did he mean 'yuu said-'. "what did yuu say." you spoke, voice stable for the first time that morning.
silver's tongue tied itself as he fixed his hair a bit. "well..." he straightened up slightly, "after you stormed... no, escape is a better word. after you escaped the classroom yuu followed before i could. but crewel ended up stopping me before i could even move. and i asked yuu what happened the next time i saw them and asked how you were doing.. to sum it up: they told me you get nervous around new people soo"
dread set over you like a fast-approaching shadow.
oh no. he thinks you're a weird socially inept loser doesn't he? he thinks you're some kind of loser that doesn't go out weekends, weekdays, any day for all that matter. he probably makes fun of you with sebek. right?
"ah well," you cleared your throat. a lie already on the tip of your tongue "I mean it's like- a yes and no kinda thing. I didn't have a lot of guy friends when I was younger so being thrust" you thrust your hands in emphasis "into an al guys school has been quite the adjustment."
quickly, your mind conjured up a painting of a small house in a meadow filled with wildflowers. it was the only thing you could see for miles. it was a nice house with a straw roof, a smoking brick chimney, and a little garden outback. the only problem with the house is that you blew it up.
 with nuclear missiles.Â
and the intensity of the blast was so strong that it created a small crater in the earth, no traces of the house were left as it's entire existence was reduced to ash and rubble all because of you.
the urge to bash your head into the nearest wall like intruding hornets slipping through a crack in an attic to terrorize a small family. there goes your social life right?? what soil life? you killed it before you could even nurture it!
your mouth and mind were running on autopilot while your conscience went blank.
your mouth was a fountain that spewed water everywhere. trying to get yourself out of the hole you dug yourself- crater, more specifically.
"but uhhh yeah, no you're good! you're different and I'm quite glad I got partnered with you since you're not as..."
"boisterous?" silver quipped.
you nodded. silver chuckled, leaning further away from you. "yeah me too. if I got paired with one of your friends only the sevens know how much damage that'll do to my physical and mental well-being"
you both discreetly looked over at the rest of the class watching as all pairs seemed to be in some kind of chaos. whether it's floyd being impulsive, grim trying to add the wrong chemical into a potion. (you didn't even need to know what they were making to know that whatever he's trying to sneak in- doesn't belong there.)
and you were thanking whatever god the people of twisted wonderland worshipped that you weren't paired with one of the adeuce combo. ace would try to take control of the project, pretending he knew what he was doing while simultaneously giving you backhanded compliments on your intelligence. only to ruin the entire project and somehow find a way to blame you for it.Â
meanwhile, deuce and you would be two peas in a squished pod: not knowing what you're supposed to be doing and ultimately winging it as you tried to match your hot barbie pink potion to crewel's muted blush potion. knowing the both of you, it would end up navy blue and when crewel went to fix it he would add a pinch of fleabane- a literal pinch, and it'd be fixed. embarrassing the both of you for all eternity.
"I wonder which group is gonna blow up the lab first mused quick to shut your lips, you were quick to wish for a sewing kit to forcefully shut you up.
but a small voice whispered 'it's better to take risks than stay comfortable.'
and silver seemed... nice.
silver looked out at the crowd for a moment longer, turning to you he started slowly, "while the yuu, grim, and ace trio seem to be the most obvious choice...." he thought carefully, "epel and deuce seem to be at a loss of what to do and are about 6 shade off. which surprised me since epel is in pomfiore"
"he's actually sh- really-" you started again, taking a moment to think over what you were going to say "I heard that epel's not that great at potions despite being under vil's careful watch...." silver's eyes widened, replying with a soft 'really?' as he looked back to the groups with newfound interest.
you to yourself "never judge a book by its cover" you shrugged, immediately turning to your work. anxiously, you waited for a response.Â
although circumstances are vastly different- is this how people felt when in the talking stage? if so it was a dreadful experience.Â
before your pessimistic thoughts could even start, silver responded with a chuckle, enviably agreeing with your statement. you could almost sweat with relief as an invisible weight got lifted from your shoulders.
silver seems nice...
a new voice, meek and unsteady although louder than the usual pessestimic ones in control. and for once, you allowed yourself to feel the slight comfortable tingle it gave you.
the hope and drive to that you haven't felt or experienced in a while.
you wished to get closer to him.
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đpt 1 | pt 2.
no thoughts just thought about twstâs other mc
you were friends with yuu in your original life. two halves of a whole.
but you were shyer when it came to new people while yuu was more out going. so you couldnât help but watch enviously as yuu started getting friends- a lot of them- right off the bat.
of course you were still best friends, always making time for each other no matter how hard it was to.
once a week you and yuu would spend the whole day together no matter who you ran into.
ace and deuce? great! they joined the party! but you wouldnât even look at them nor talk to them out of pure anxiety.
of course youâd talk to them if they spoke to you first. have a little wave everytime they greeted you.
it took you 1 monthh to be able to be able to greet them on your own.
or! if the infamous leech twins were to interrupt your yuu time you would always cling to them as the two green giants would intimidate you.
didnât help that you could feel their eyes linger on you either. your eyes always meeting theirs if they happened to say something that made you laugh out loud.
of course they picked fun at you for not talking, or barely talking.
âoh? y/n i didnât know you could talkâ
âehhh, i forgot you were hereâ
was something you got on the daily. yuu would laugh it off and sling their arm around your shoulder, telling whomever about how much of a chatter box you were! always finished it off by cooing at you and saying âhow you were shyâ around people, especially guys.
you were in hell to be fair.
although, you were able to make your own friends; like silver. you were the only ones not paired up for the joint potionology lesson.
silver because he was sleeping, and you because yuu was swarmed by their other friends and you went to the bathroom when he announced it was a pair up.
you had counted before and there was an odd number of people. so if you went to the bathroom everyone would have to pair up and when you came back youâd be able to work alone!!
sound proof plan right! turns out one of the leeches snuck into the class when they werenât supposed to so your headcount was slightly off.
when you say next to silver you debated waking him up. looking to yuu nervously they shrugged, motioning you to wake him up.
but he looked so⊠peaceful. so you started doing the work on your own, like how you intended. you kept sneaking peeks at him as the minute hand ticked on.
crewel was too busy with another group (ace and deuce) to really bother with you or silver-
âoh-â
gasping, your head snapped to sliverâs as your startled eyes met his groggy ones. his eyes individually blinking as he yawned.
âare you-â
âwe uh, got paired up for a projectâŠâ
he sat up right, clearly surprised as he looked around. seeing all the pairs hard at work, he looked at your chemistry set with guilt.
âiâm sorry for sleeping, i didnât even know we were paired together. you couldâve woke me upâ
you smiled slightly, shaking your head as you struggled to meet his eyes. âdonât worry about it, i was planning on working alone but counted wrong, and you seemed so peaceful that i didnât have the heart to wake youâ
he sighed, slouching over his seat âi appreciate it, but next time donât be afraid to wake me up, okay?â
you nodded as you flipped the paper to catch him up.
it was nice talking to someone other than yuu for once. someone who wasnât as boisterous and a handful. someone who didnât have trouble follow them like a shadow. yeah it was different, but youâd take any different slice to mix up your mundane life.
you didnât know if it was sliver, or an instant connection, but you both slowly drifted from the topic and started talking about sleep. your lack of and his overabundance of.
âyouâre kidding?? you fell asleep on your horse?? iâm sorry- i shouldnât laughâ your head threw back as you tried holding back your laughter. silver chuckled, cheeks and ears turning a soft peachy hue, he shifted his bangs between his thumb and pointer finger. silver was recounting the tale of when he fell asleep on his horse during an equestrian club practice, causing the horse to run off with him still attached.
opening your eyes a bit, you saw more than one person staring at you. matter of fact, it seemed like almost the whole room was looking in your general direction. instinctively, you shut your mouth and hunched over yourself as you cleared your throat. staring down at the paper, you erased a sentence before re-writing. your body felt like it was on fire as you bit your lip nervously.
fuck, that was humiliating.
âyou should laugh moreâ
your eyes shot up to silvers. he had a slight smile as he looked at you through his bangs, he flicked his eyes down to keep writing which only lasted a moment longer as his eyes fluttered before he lifted his head.
âyou always seem so⊠depressedâ
âouchâ you grumbled, yet he kept going
âyou wouldnât be so alone here if you smiled and laughed more, believe me, you have a wonderful smile and a contagious laughâ
âno shot heâs fucking rizzing meâ you gasped internally as you felt your cheeks get redder. you fought back the urge to fan yourself as you felt your clothing on your skin.
everything seemed too much, the lights, your clothes, the table, his eyes.
âare you okay y/n?â
you nodded, before quickly shaking your head as your breathing picked up.
1,2,3 1,2,3 you repeated to yourself as your fingers took alternating taps against your thumb.
âlet me take you to the nurseâ
âi-im fine, really, thanksâ you blurted out, standing up before beelining it to crewel. even as your legs carried you swiftly through the isles, you felt eyes rake the back of your body, scan every part of your being.
lord you just wanted to burst out into tears. never late to the party, your vision blurred as tears threatened to slip from your waterline down to your cheeks.
change of plans, you walked past crewel who was busy helping yuuâs group to notice you quickly shuffling to the door.
opening it gently, you all but slipped through the crack. closing it softer than you opened it, you side stepped to the wall and just- breathed.
oh you thought it was cute breathing? HAHAHAHHA. wrong
gasping for breathe, you looked down the hallways. once reassuring that itâs all clear you speed walked down the corridor. you heard a door open behind you as you kept your pace, you didnât know where you were going but you needed space.
ây/n!â your body jerked to stop, but you kept walking. you couldnât recognize the voice and you figured âhey thereâs probably like 20 y/nâs here, theyâre probably not talking to me!â
ây/n! wait up!!â
looking back, you saw a blob of brown hair quickly make its way towards you.
slowly, like a deer caught in headlights, you made your way towards the blob. it was probably yuu.
right you were, as the closer they came the more you were able to make out their features.
âheyâ you greeted, waving awkwardly as they slammed into you, arms wrapping around you tightly.
you squirmed uncomfortably, yuu being perceptive got the hint and flung off you like you had a disease.
âprofesor crewel gave me permission to take you to the nurse! of course i had to convince silver not to go with us, but he wouldnât budge! so heâs coming with your stuff after class!â
why they were so preppy after you almost had a panic attack (almost??) annoyed you slightly, yet you couldnât blame them. they didnât know.
silently, you nodded and started walking to the nurse again. you couldnât see it, but yuu was waving to the small group that formed by the door; the first years. yuu only followed you once they all were pulled inside.
the majority of the walk was spent trying to calm yourself down. yuu stayed silent, trapped in their own world to give you time to reflect.
you were about to grab the handle to the nurses office when you noticed yuu walked right past you and the door.
âyuu you passed itâ
âi knowâ
âŠ
âwait you were serious about going to the nurse?â
you shrugged, i mean, what else would you do? crewel would skin you if he found out you skipped.
âi donât wanna be made into a coatâ
yuu chuckled, motioning for you to keep walking with them. looking between an inching away yuu and the red, ânurses officeâ spelled out on the glass door, your feet moved on their own as your hand lingered on the knob.
yuu cheered as they walked back to you before guiding you in the middle of the hallway. far from the nurses door.
âdo you wanna talk about it?â
you groaned, fisting your hair as you remembered what made you spiral. slamming your hands into your face, you grumbled out a response. yuu leaned closer, jokingly telling you to repeat it.
âhe complimented meâ
yuu stopped walking, hands hovering your shoulders as their eyes asked for permission to touch you. nodding, you were met with a gentle impact of their hands on your shoulders as they lightly shaked you.
âyou started crying cause he complimented you??â they laughed, going on and on about your âcrybaby rizz,â and âhow he looked like a kicked puppy because he thought he said something wrong.â
âi- i wasnât crying!â you argued, but you both knew that was a lie as you cried easily at things.
that wasnât the reason though⊠you wanted to tell them, yet when you opened your mouth to tell them what really happened, your throat closed up.
it wasnât he compliment, but the fact that everyone was watching you. every single pair of eyes in that classroom put you under a microscope and inspected you like an amoeba when you laughed.
and the fact that most of them watched you storm out of the classroom in emotional turmoil made you want to claw your eyes out.
you sighed, knees buckling as yuuâs hands kept themselves purchased on your shoulders as you caught yourself.
âare you sure thatâs it? you can tell me anything you knowâ they looked so worried, brows furrowed, smile long gone from their face, and their nose was even crinkled.
but no matter how strong your throat was, it would never be able to withstand the flood gates that opened once yuu said those magic words. âit just⊠everyone was staring at me- and i mean staring. like i was an animal theyâve never seen before at a zoo! last time i checked i wasnât a animal on display! it just made me really conscious about⊠well everythingâ
yuuâs head tilted in thought âdo you know why they were staring? did you do something?â
â⊠i laughedâ
â⊠you⊠laughed?â
you nodded
âwait iâm confused, why the hell would they all look at you thenâ
âRIGHTâ you yelled out, the knots in your back loosening the tiniest amount. no matter hard you tried to wrap your head around it, you laughing shouldnât have been such a spectacle. yet it was.
âiâm never laughing again- OR going to that class again, i cant, ill dieâ you hunched over, curling into yourself as you dig your palms into your eyes as you let out numerous groans and sighs. even shaking your upper body for added effect.
yuu chuckled, patting your hunched over form âwell i think you should laugh more, only for me though! cause i like it when you smile just at me!â
you rolled your eyes, commenting how greedy they were, and how one could get the wrong intentions based on wh-
âno i want you to get the wrong intentions. well, the right ones for me anyways. iâll let silver have you for a bit, but make sure you only smile for me, âkay!â their arm slid down your back before it found the dip in your lower back.
freezing slightly, your eyes slowly trailed from the floor to yuu. their hand laid there for a moment, almost like they were engraining how you felt under their touch in their mind, before they quickly moved their hand back up to your upper back.
keeping you in their grasp, they started yapping as you two kept walking down the hallways.
they didnât bother to wait for you to talk
you couldnât notice, of course, but while yuuâs hand was in the small of your back a certain someone from class had interrupted the moment.
yuu being yuu didnât tell you, as they were already gone when you started walking again.
â
i wrote this on the toilet.
why does no one talk about how AWFUL it would be if someone with social anxiety got transported to twisted wonderland đ
like iâd have ZERO friends, expect for 1 or 2 people cause DAMN
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twst anxiety! reader : *hovering around yuu in gym*
vil : *looks them up and down*
vil : i see what you mean rook. okay, come along you
rook : *pops out from behind a tree, and guides reader towards vil*
twst anxiety! reader : w-where are we going? shouldnât we get yuu?
*turns to see yuu waving at them*
twst anxiety reader under their breathe : fuck
#twisted anxiety đ#wattpad sorry : i got abducted by pomefiore#twisted anxiety reader is basically an honorary member of pomefiore#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#twst#twst x reader
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pt .3 | đpt. 4 | pt. 5
this chapter is disorganized cause i refuse to proofread
there was a festering rot in your heartâŠ.
you couldnât explain it.
you were jealous, you were angry, you were frustrated. most importantly; you were tired.
the days mushed together the more you rotted in bed. your stomach seemed to shrink the less you ate, your eyes began to sag the less you slept.
grim has been a doll, really. always trying to drag you on adventures, always tugging you to go to the monstro with him, or just staying back with you to lay in bed.
the company was much appreciated.
yuu tried to help, they really did⊠but with being so popular there was only so much screen time the protagonist could give you.
there was some resentment.
and there were the reasoning you told yourself;
why didnât they invite you out with them?
your social life isnât their responsibility. they have a life outside of you.
how come they didnât introduce you to their friends? the only ones you knew were adeuce
theyâre allowed to have other friends too, sevens why are you so clingy??
why is it okay for them to do spontaneous plans, yet when you do it itâs a bad time?
theyâre a busy bee, just like youâre supposed to be⊠so they have to work twice as hard when your mental health plummeted.
and yet they do it with a hearty smile a word of understanding. cheering you up momentarily with their kind yet blunt words. telling you to take all the time you mean and that they donât mind any of the work. truly.
maybe it was guilt that stopping you from asking yuu to introduce you to their friends. i mean, they already do so much and yet here you are. a leech.
sucking off their social life, work life, and home life. maybe you werenât made to have any friends? maybe you didnât even deserve to be yuuâs friend.
the muffled sounds of the classroom slowly turned to whispers the more you walked along your brains pathways. the more you discovered more negative things about yourself.
why were you here? there couldâve been anyone else here and yet it was you. if there was someone else here they would be more social, everyone would be having a more fun time, and maybe they could be of use to yuu.
maybe they couldâve played more of a role in the overblots than you, after all you just planned it. the group deciding before hand to not let you in on any of the âdangerous missionsâ that could get you seriously hurt.
yet thatâs how they made friends with each other. if you could make friends that way, you would put the blot in peopleâs stones yourself.
you sighed, head shaking in silent disagreement.
you looked up at the board a few rows in front of you. it was history class, a class you rather enjoyed. albeit the times and dates werenât my your favorites. but just hearing about all the events in the past, all the tragic wars, the culture, how people lived in the olden days with magic.
you could only daydream about being some kind of royalty and having lovers fight over your hand with a magical duel.
your imagination slowly started to slip into the chosen daydream.
ây/n!â treinâs face appears- alarm bells sounded through your head as you teared your eyes away from your textbook and resting them on the angry, old man.
âbecause you love the textbook so much, how about you tell us why kind naâjeri decided to stop the caravans from passing through oasis city for several hundred years after the war of âthe watering holeââ
trein usual scowling face held a hint of amusement, eyebrow quirked up as the top of his lip started curling.
crap. fuck. you knew this. you knew this. after reading about the handsome king naâjeri you know exactly why he did that.
and yet⊠the question was wrong, the information was wrong. king naâjeri didnât not just ban caravans from entering the city, he completely locked the city up. no one could get in or out for several hundred years all because of his paranoia.
yet you froze.
eyes staring back at him in horror as you felt your body heat up. you could physically feel the heat slowly travel along your neck and to your face. where you swore you were turning red with how much you were blushing.
you mouth gaped open a slightly closed, like a fish out of water as your eyes flickered between him and the board. between the board and your textbook.
â you know this y/n.â
no the fuck you didnât.
if you did then you wouldnât be floundering like a fish to get an answer.
and itâs just your luck that the first day you came back to school you would get ambushed by trein. you have gym next and you were surely positive the ghost of vargas was haunting you through the classroomâs window.
YOU KNOW THIS
yet with each passing second more pens stopped and more eyes wandered to you. watching you.
you tightened your fist, suddenly feeling like a monkey in a zoo as all the humans picked and poked at you. laughed and sneered at you.
âu- uhh- uh, king naâjeri.. he ih, decided to close off the city to the car-caravans-â you cleared your throat a phlegm and took a shallow, yet deep breathe.
deep enough for you to calm your nerves, shallow enough to not make your breathe look obvious.
âhe decided to cut off all paths to the kingdom instead of just the kingdom itself. the king was ex-extremely paranoid that the devastation from the war, and another war would happen again if they let outsiders in.â you paused, quick to have your mind catch up.
trein just gave you a nod as the mischief left his face, he opened his mouth to keep going but you werenât done.
âso-â
âgo-
there was an awkward lash of sentence starters.
the boys sitting on either side of you tensed. it was never a good idea to cut off trein. ever. it was never a good idea to talk when he was teaching, let alone talking as that gave you a one way ticket to detention.
you apologized sheepishly, eyes breaking from his as you went to back to mindlessly scanning your textbook. trying to appear busy as you waited for you punishment.
âif you have something to add, then go aheadâ looking up, trein gave you a nod as
âs-soo he didnât just ban caravans from entering the city. in a book i read, they said that he prevented everyone from entering and leaving the city for several hundred years because the paranoia ate at his blood line. there were so many casualties that roughly around 40% of the population was wiped out so to prevent that, the king and the royal family decided to take radical measures..â
âbeautifully put y/n.â he smiled, nodding in approval as a spark ignited through your chest, you fought back a giddy smile. you felt so energized. you content...
your smile faltered.
you canât remember the last time you were so happy.
grabbing your pen, you went to your notepad and started taking notes. started doodling. started doing whatever to distract yourself from the feeling.
ây/n, stay after class for me?â you paused, the grip you had on your thick textbook loosened. curling your fingers against the perked spine, you managed to save it before it crashed down onto your seat.
âye- yea..â looking back, you shared a look with yuu as adeuce around them started chatting.
waving off the trio, you said you were fine and that they didnât have to wait. youâd hate for them to miss lunch.
they started walking off the podium, as ace, yuu, and grim all bantering about something you didnât bother to tune in for.
you werenât involved in the conversation after all.
âhey y/nâ you looked back up, no, down as you saw deuce in front of you. he had an uneasy look on his face as his arms were tightly holding his books against his chest. a little blush adorning his cheeks as he looked up.
âyouâre more than welcome to come with us to the cafeteria, you know that right?â
puzzled at where this was coming from, your eyes watched the backs of the redhead and the ravenette as they laughed merrily through the doorway.
you looked back at a now determined deuce, âit get that itâs hard to adjust to a nice environment, believe i knowâ his smile faltered.
the eyes were the window to the soul as you saw nothing but compassion, understanding in the murky depths of his blue eyes.
the heat came back as you looked to trein. he was sat down at his desk writing. yet this pen seemed to hover too long in the air to be considered âwriting.â
âi- uh, yeah!â you blurted out, nodding as that was the only thing you could trust yourself doing.
quickly packing up your stuff, you sped down the isle and down the steps and down to deuce.
you shouldâve stayed up there, was the first thought you had once you were in front of the fellow freshman.
fixing your hair, you looked back to trein, whose pen was writing a mile a minute, showing no previous signs of stopping.
âye- yeah! uh, iâll definitely remember that!â you took another deep breath, finding the courage to once again look him in the eye.
it made everything too⊠real for you. your body surged uncomfortably as you once again thanked him. âi appreciate it deuce, trulyâ
the smile on your face felt so natural, so⊠real that you couldnât help but look up at the crimson boy.
you could almost chuckle at how the color of his hair contrasted with the red paint on his face. it looks like they missed a rose.
âuh- ye- yeah! no problem! iâm gonna go nowâ and with that, he ran off.
not before tripping over himself, a loud screech from his sneakers echoing the lecture hall. he looked back bashful, before he sprinted out.
âiâve never seen a boy in this class get so flustered. and me calling on them unprepared doesnât countâ you brought your attention back to trein.
and yet a horrifying thought bubbled in your head.
you didnât pass the bechdel test.
i got lazy. plus i have class el oh el
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pt.2 | đpt.3 | pt.4
im fighting my demons to go to my classes today, so I wrote some more
there was something so... paralyzing about going to class.
after what happened you couldn't budge going back. its been a week yes. but time didn't change emotional residue that stuck and clung to you whenever you thought about leaving the ramshackle.
backpack strapped to your person and hands clenching the straps, you were ready to go to school. yet with each passing second you stood at the door. quiet, contemplating.
you've been through so much worse than this! this is the easy stuff! just open that door, walk to class, sit, learn / day dream, and run back to ramshackle while you waited for your second class.
easy enough right?
wrong.
the splinters in the door didn't seem to move the harder you stared at it. the longer your eyes glazed over each discoloration of the wooden door. yet the more you looked at it the more the handled disappeared and the more wall-like it became.
you could do this. its not like you're going to die. right? "scratch that" you muttered, thinking about how this school has had a handful of overboots in the past few months. who knows if you accidentally trip and fall, having your pencil in the side of your backpack fly out and stab someone in the eye.
causing an overboot.
boom, instant death.
or! what if you got yourself a treat from the cafeteria today (lunch) and accidentally trip?? causing yourself to not only look like a fool in front of the entire school, but maybe you got your treat on one of the leeches!
instant death.
you let out an exasperated sigh. fuck. your hands that were once clutching the straps of your backpack were now rubbing against your eyes aggressively.
you wanted to cry. your mind relenting as your tear ducts sprung into action and steadily glided down your face.
why couldn't you do this one simple thing??
its literally so easy. just move your sorry butt and get to class. it's okay because yuu is there, grim is there....... okay, so yuu and grim are there-
your mind thought back to silver and kalim. ever since you interacted with the two your mind has been in limbos about whether you should call them your friends or not. I mean, should they even be on the podium for a poetical friendship?
what if they didn't want to be your friend? what if this was all some sort of elaborate school wide joke to make you look like a fool? like some kind of loser?
dropping your hands to your side, you started fanning yourself. the insidious thoughts swirling in your mind as they kept spiraling and spiraling. each thought was more outlandish than the last as you tried to breathe.
you had noticed your breathing pick up. trying everything in your power to control your emotions, yet it was useless. each self assured thought battled valiantly against each worry. yet Seth each good thought there were about 10 bad thoughts there to counter.
fuck.
why were you such a failure? its literally class. you dont even have to talk! just go there!
but that's exactly what spooked you enough to throw your bag on the floor. you couldn't be there with all those eyes on you.
with a defeated, angry huff you stormed to the dusty, stripped couch. tears long exchanged for angry growls and grumbles as you plopped yourself on it before standing up. you walked back and forth in front of the couch because you had to do something-anything. you needed to distract yourself from these thoughts.
yet the one thing you wanted to do was so out of reach for you, ... yet it was right there.
you were trapped in a glass house with nothing but your fear keeping the door closed.
"oi what's the the racket!"
you paused your pacing. 'when did I start pacing?' you thought to yourself for a moment. shrugging it off, you looked around to try and find the person who's voice that belonged to.
yet there was no one. no ghosts nor grim-
"what're you doing stand'n there like a chicken? dont'cha got class?" you followed the voice to the stairs. and low and behold was the magnificent grim. paws at his hips with a judge look, right before he yawned.
'cute' you thought with a deep breathe.
your fanning motions slowed down with each step grim descended. you didn't bother listening to his yapping as you walked closer to your furry companion.
"I uh..."
"couldn't do it?" he asked bluntly. your cheeks heated up as you nodded softly, a bit embarrassed that someone as... grim like, could point that out.
he sighs once he's at a step that's eye level with you. he pointed with a smirk "listen, I normally dont do this, but the great and powerful grim must show his henchmen some beevlence"
"benevolence" you corrected
grim rolled his eyes, giving you a deadpan expression "yeah, that's what I said"
you gave him a thin lipped 'uh huh' as he continued.
"so! I'll let you carry the great grim to class!'
'... this little shit is capitalizing on your anxiety to catch a free lift! that little asshole
but then again... free emotional support animal
but it's the principle-
yeah and we're going to be having another meeting with that bird-brain if we dont keep up attendance.'
you battled with yourself for a moment. weighing the pros and cons of using each other. grim would definitely not shut up about it when you're carrying him... but... free hugs.
"oi, why you making faces?"
"sorry, I just got lost in thought" you smiled sheepishly. taking a deep breath, you looked him in the eye. "okay, that works for me"
grim cheered before complaining how tried he was from gym yesterday. yet you faintly recall the feline scouting out a place under the bleachers to take a cat nap under.
yet you also recalled how Vargas found him (you and yuu snitched) and made him run 5 extra laps because of all the new engird he must haveđȘ
you laughed to yourself at the memory. your mood slightly lighting as you shooed off another one of grim's questions.
bending down, grim clambered happily in your arms as you adjusted your hold on him. making your way back to your discarded book bag, you carefully bent down, making sure not to drop the... fat cat.
there was no way to say it nicely.
fluffy? soft? fun-sized?
slinging the bag on your back, you paused for a moment to adjust the straps and the cat in your hold. once were both situated and you were positive weren't going to move, you made your way to the door.
you tried focusing on grim. on his soft fur, random yapping, and even the warmth his ears protruded.
once you were back at your oaky wall, you took a deep breathe. the deepest oe you took all day. closing your eyes, you shot your hand towards the door and aggersivly opened it.
and to your surprise; there was no one there.
no dragon to smite you where you stood
no annoyingly obnoxious person waiting to point out your flaws,
no towering upper class-men ready to stare you down the moment you read on their radar
not even meteor.
there was nothing. and yet you still paused. still hesitated.
your eyes surveyed the courtyard in front of you, searching and scanning for anything besides from trees and distant buildings. anything besides the overgrown weeds and cracked cobblestone.
"oi c'mon, we'll be even later than the late bell! hurry it up!"
jolting at the interruption. you reached for the door before closing it. now you were trapped outside. grim hurried you again, starting to squirm in your arms in annoyance.
your mouth and feet work in unison as you kept your eyes locked on the gate.
"how would you describe yourself grim?"
and you know what, the walk wasn't as bad as you thought.
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its a bit shorter than the rest (so far) but I had to build a bit to the next part.
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hmmm
i like to think that the other yuu (y/n) would also somehow befriend kalim
like- listen.
maybe theyâre wandering around campus while everyone is in class. they were skipping, yet again, because of their anxiety. yuu gave them the advice of walking around the school while everyone was in class so you could get to know the school on your terms.
so you here you were, roaming around the outside portion of school, forcing yourself to walk slowly and take in your surroundings. each footstep followed the pattern of black and white tiles; left white, right black. if your toe went over the black tile your other toe would have to match. if your foot skidded on the tile, your other foot would have to follow in suit.
it was an old habit you had in your old world. you never knew what possessed you to do it, but you couldnât stop once you started.
âtskingâ at the fact that half your foot went over the white diamond, you were preparing to have your other foot follow suit when you felt a sharp jab in between your shoulder blades
âAGHHâ you cried out in pain as you tripped over your feet. with the short time you had, you braced yourself onto your side, where the side of your arm took most of the impact. letting out a shaky breath at the pain, you felt tears escape as you kept your head down looking towards the floor.
fuck. what luck huh.
first the scene in crewels class last week, now this???
the universe is really trying to humble you
there was a crushing weight on top of you that kept pushing your side into the floor. you were debating rolling on your back to cradle your arm, but you didnât want to cause you and the boy to shift positionsâŠ
your face started heating up. just at the thought of anyone seeing you like this made your tummy clench. you can imagine it, the bell ringing, indicating the end of class. all the boys in the classrooms would thunder like wildebeests into the hallway, only to see you pinned to the floor by the mystery man.
oh could you could just kill yo-
âughh- oh sevens! ae you okay?â
the voice cried out from above you, immediately getting off of you. your relieved sigh from the weight being taken away was short lived as you were yanked by your wrist upwards.
you gasped, pain shooting through your ankle as you toppled into the strangers strangely strong arms.
his skin was tanner with white swirls and patterns running up his muscles arms- no stay focused. your ankle? probably broke-
âhello? anyone home? i oh no, i hope you didnât hit your head, ahh im so sorry, letâs get you to the nurse!!â
a soft hand found your shoulder as he set you upright, and there you were forced to meet you assailant.
of course you knew who kalim al-asim was. youâd hear him from classrooms away, and jamil too, the latter usually chasing after the former.
âhuh, thatâs weird, iâve never seen you beforeâ he tilted his head in confusion, a split second later his face lit up like a thousand christmas lights as he connected dots.
âoh! you must be a new transfer student!
(i said he connected dots, i never said he connected the right ones)
iâm kalim al-asim! im the housewarden of scarabia! and you areâŠâ
he looked at you expectingly, his scarlet eyes honing in on yours. you wouldâve thought he was trying to peek into your soul if it werenât for the ever growing smile on his face.
âuh⊠y/nâ you didnât have the heart to tell him you werenât new.
you shifted uncomfortably, eyes flicking to his crest as you fiddled with your hands behind your back. despite your nervous deposition your mind was racing.
what if he was there to bully yiu?
if you kept pressure off your foot then just maybe it wonât be black and blue and swollen like a pufferfish.
oh god what if a camera crew jumps out from behind the corner telling you you just got fucked
oh god what if the entire school is in on it-
âhey, you okay there?â
snapping your head up, you met kalimâs worried expression. his eyes no longer like that of a predatorâs stalking its prey, but of someone who was genuinely worried about you.
was this the leap of faith yuu was talking about?
1,2,3 fuck it
âuh, no actuallyâ fuck you wanted to run. yet like an anchor at the bottom of the sea, your foot stopped you from setting sail. you were stuck in your own situation.
âoh sevens, i knew it! here iâll take you to the nurse!â
âOWâ
you yelled when his hand tugged you in the opposite direction. you thought he got burnt by how fast his hand detached itself from yours.
âsorryâ you mumbled, rubbing your brushing arm firmly. you werenât sure why, but a little pressure made it not hurt so much- you winced, rubbing motions stopping immediately as you cursed yourself mentally.
âthereâs no no reason to apologize, at the most i should be the one saying sorry, you did get hurt by me after allâ his face shifted to a guilty one as he eyed your ankle, then your arm, and back to your face.
you sighed, running your free hand through your hair as you let out an exasperated sigh. âhow about this, we call it even if you can take me to the nursesâ you pointed to your ankle âthink i sprained itâ you mumbled out once you realized you were ordering THE house warden of scarabia around.
you were gonna get snipped, werenât you?
bye bye y/n! died before they could live!
ânonesense!â he shouted, causing you to flinch slightly at the closeness and loudness. he let out a small sorry as he smiled sheepishly âi knocked into you while riding this guyâ he pointed behind him as his expression quickly grew to one of amazement.
âoh! you havenât seen my magic carpet! heâs-â
ânot behind youâ you muttered, peeking behind him left and right. and yet, there was only him and you in the deserted hallway.
(you checked behind you as well just to confirm your claim.)
âWHATâ kalim shouted, again. this time not apologizing as he was too busy freaking out about his lost carpet.
âjamilâs gonna kill meâ he whined.
âif you want i could help lookâ you pressed your nails into your fists as you asked. boy were you talkative today!
ânah, youâd only be dead weight with that ankle of yours, donât worry about it!â
⊠this is why you donât talkâŠ
âoh! how about this, when i find it iâll let you ride it so you can go to the nurses office!â
âŠyou were getting dizzy, first he calls you dead weight now heâs offering to âcarryâ⊠carrying? said weight on his so called carpet.
you couldnât keep up with him.
nodding dumbly, you hobbled to the door side of the corridor as kalim jumped through the hole that acted as a window that outlooks the courtyard.
searching high and low, you couldnât help but laugh as you watched the heir turn into an acrobat as he climbed trees, jumped over rocks and somehow managed to climb on top of the gazeboâs roof.
âdonât fall! i donât want us to having matching ankles!â you mused, laughing lightly as he turned to you, waved, almost fell off, and flailed to get his balance back all in the span of 10 seconds.
a few minutes passed when you heard him yell out. prying your attention from your nails, you were face to face kalim.
âshit!â you flinched as kalim almost ran into you a second time. although he tried to keep it hidden behind his back, the large carpet peeked over his shoulder at you, before folding in on itself.
âthis is my friend, y/n! câmon donât be shy buddy. theyâre shy just like you, see?â kalim encouraged the carpet from behind his back. yet every-time he tried facing it, the carpet would stay glued to his back until they started playing an intense game of âpeek-a-booâ
laughing at their antics, the carpet unfolded its wings and with a flap, it flew into the sky, effectively knocking kalim over and onto his butt.
âHAHAHSHAHâ you threw your head back as you slapped your good legâs knee.
what felt like a few seconds mustâve been a few minutes of you laughing none stop that you didnât even notice the two in front of you.
calming down from your ab inducing fit of laughter, you started fanning yourself as you had a nasty habit of blushing when you laughed. your eyes were closed in concentration as you let the last of it out of your system.
âboy you guys are sure a riot, lord i canât remember laughing that hard in a long time- whatâ
kalim, with his ass still on the floor was just staring at you. you didnât dare name the emotion as you tensed up again.
âiâm sorry for laughing-â
springing up like a rocket, he celebrated with his carpet. what the fuck.
âthere you go! no longer doom and gloom! you should laugh more! â
extending a hand to you, he grinned, his face flushed and breathing slightly erratic that the normal eye wouldnât have been able to spot it. yet you did, you always did.
you looked at his hand for a moment, then to his face, then to his hand, which he opened a bit more towards you to get you to take it.
what felt like a pause in time was probably more of a minute as you just looked between the two.
âfuckâ you growled out lowly, closing your eyes as you thrusted your hand into his. you kept your eyes shut as he yanked you up to the point your feet touched off the ground.
bracing for another hard impact, you were met with the soft, fuzzy fabric of the carpet.
âohâ you said lightly, ungracefully fixing your positioned to where your good leg was extended and your bad ankle was resting over your good leg. your arms keeping you up right.
âneat huhâ you looked at kalim as the front carpet dipped a bit to let him on. he sat in front of you as he shifted his position to face you.
âdo you mindâ he looked at your ankle as the carpet started flowing. too impressed with that fact that youâre on a giant fucking carpet, you shook your head no.
the light touch onto your sore ankle caused a hiss to escape you as your head snapped towards an apologetic kalim.
he wasnât sorry for too long as he kept softly poking your ankle, before he dramatically sighed. shaking his head, he said âyep, itâs sprained alright.â
groaning, you leaned back in annoyance. but with the lack of personal awareness made you forget that this is in fact not! a car.
so down you went. your world turning upside down as you felt your legs lift. and soon enough you would nose dive into the concrete.
welp this was it ladies and gentlemen. youâve had a god run.
our father who art in heaven-
a hand lashed out and gripped your arms before pulling you back up. where you were met, once again, face to face with the al-asim heir.
breathing heavily, you stared at him wide-eyed through the tresses of your hair.
ânot gonna lie, i thought you were gonna let me fallâ you joked, gulping as you looked behind you at your almost murder scene.
pushing down the sudden dread, you looked back to kalim who wore an almost serious expression
âonly a fool would drop a girl like youâ
he smiled slightly, cheeks growing in hue as he looked away from you shyly. his back was now towards you as he told the carpet where to go.
the complete one-eighty left you gagged as you you just stared at him, gob-smacked that he had the AUDACITY to use that moment to quote a meme.
shaking your head slightly, you looked behind you as you extended your arms back, hands trailing through the carpet. stopping once you thought it was a suitable distance from the edge. leaning back, you enjoyed the ride
â
i was gonna write this sooner but i had to finish my assignment el oh el
i love this y/n smđ«¶
y/n is actually me
yes i did that on purpose
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people twisted anxiety readerđ butts heads with:
floyd: wayyy too unpredictable, itâs scary. sometimes it feels like heâs looking through you. but heâs also known for picking on shorter students and you really appreciate not getting bullied thanks xoxo
ruggie: heâs sneaky, not above lying, and you have to be careful around him. someone with anxietyâs worst nightmare cause heâs lowkey manipulative
jamil: ⊠itâs lowkey awkward ngl. reader tries to help jamil out with some tasks (being a good neighbor is a good way to get friends, right?) jamil gave them a backhanded compliment which sat with reader wrong. theyâre currently holding a grudge against him
rook : heâs. everywhere. he reads you so accurately it frightens you. makes you think how he knew about your quirksâŠ
sebek: too loud, too pretentious, too proud- heâs a NIGHTMARE to deal with. if you correct him on a problem he WILL loudly exclaim how youâre wrong and heâs right!! essentially embarrassing you in front of the entire class⊠only for it to be wrong, just like you said⊠hm đ
ace : i mean⊠heâs ace, what do you expect? âi didnât know you could talk!đčđčâ đ§đ»đ§đ» makes you feel like a number in the headcount and not a person. even when yâall get to know each other better you still hold a grudge đ€
epel : for the same exact reason as ace. he definitely snickers at aceâs jokes, whilst making some of his own, too. seems a bit two faced to you?? but thereâs an air around him that just makes you⊠uncomfortable, wary even. (itâs that pomefiore air iâm telling you)
riddle: âif you just applied yourselfâ đ«đ he has good intentions- but this is not an opposites attract kinda thang. but!! if you guys have an interest in common (anatomy, human sciences or whatever) then youâd at least be able to have common grounds. but riddle gets pissed when you canât just do it, but he also knows that whatever you got going on isnât your fault persay. itâs just how he grew up, he tries to be understanding but youâre both just⊠really different
azul: heâs schemey and always looks at you with a conflicted expression, youâre not sure why though⊠sometimes you feel like heâs disgusted by you :,( but then heâll turn around and be a little too friendly??? you also donât like what he did to grim. so automatic â
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riddle : how are you today?
đ reader : did you know that a lot of fat is so stubborn because you have to get rid of fatty tissues that surround internal organs?
riddle : ⊠i think you mean visceral fat, but iâm glad that our anatomy tutoring paid off. also visceral fat isnât necessarily stubborn-
*they talk anatomy for hours*
#i told this to my sister whil drunk#she did not know that#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#twisted anxiety đ
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Hiii this is the first time Iâve sent in an ask so Iâm a little nervous but your work especially twisted anxietyđ just makes me feralâ€ïž (also feel free to delete this if I make you uncomfortable)
But twstđreader being good at sing has got me in a choke hold, it feels very princess coded lol
I mean đreader has grim, so they have an animal companion, they can singđ¶, they have a âprinceâ the twst boys+yuu and they have a curse! anxietyâŒïž
This idea has just been giving me so much brain-rot I had to share it with you<3, and donât forget to take care of yourself because I know how hard making & writing is so have a nice day/night
WELCOME ANON đ«¶
and dont worry!! im not uncomfortable in any way, and I apperciate you looking out for my comfortably, truly.
and im so glad you like twisted anxiety!!đ
but holy shit I never thought about reader being princess coded CAUSE YOU'RE SO RIGHT???
I DONT KNOW WHY THIS HASNT OCCURRED TO ME
THINKING ABOUT MANAGER đ READER AT THE VDC FOR SOME REASON ATTRACTING ROYAL SWORD STUDENTS????
yeah đ is very closed off, not looking at people in favor of the ground, hovering around other manager yuu and the rest of the nrc squad.
but that just makes the rsa students go đïžđïž
reader is freaked out and starting to get paranoid that everyone is watching them and that there must be something wrong with them. is there something on their face? does this uniform make them look fat? is there sweat stains on their back?? arm pits?? oh god can they see their underwear?? and they're clinging to yuu like a life line
(yuu doesn't mind because they're just happy that reader is clinging to them so yuu can keep an eye on them heheđ€)
of course vil sets reader off to cool down because he can't have their manager bring anxiety to the rest of the performers. so they go to get food!
until they bump into an rsa student...
"oh sorry, I didn't see you there!" all while they're staring at you like this:
LIKE SIR BACK AWAY!!
reader coming back to the vdc crew with a thousand yard stare as they're clutching a churro.
OR
going back to singing reader,
maybe they're in their little hiding place the woods just letting their feelings out. maybe they go a little too far and wonder onto RSA property (hypothetically because I dont know how far away the schools are. but if it's far... they take a magical little short cut that chenya uses to sneak on over đ€)
or maybe rsa guys are doing a 'test of courage' and are sneaking tot he woods of nrc. MAYBE THEY'RE EVEN PLAYING A SCHOOL PRANK TO START A PRANKING WAR-
but one of you are in the wrong woods and the rsa guys hear and see you singing. while yes, 75% of the population is some kind of nobility they know that there aren't any princesses here. especially on sage island.
but maybe you are?? because you're a girl, you're singing about true love, the animals seem to like you, you're wearing a.. dress? a robe, even. and you look so good đ
and when they see you- oh no! you saw them first!
its like the fucking hunt from snow white HASDBIWEUFB they're chasing after you and you're literally trying not to scream or cry
oh god everything is so much more amplified. and luckily you escape and race into ramshackle like your life depend on it (because it did.)
AND OH MY GOD YOU ALMOST GOT MURDERED!!!
but the rsa boys are gushing and spreading rumors of a beautiful ghostly girl who sings for her true love in the forest... BROTHER WHAT ARE WE TALKING ABOUT???
so much lore to the twisted anxiety saga, and so little motivation to map and write it all out đ
#ANON YOURE TRULY A GENIUS#CAN I POP THROUGH THE SCREEN RQ AND GIVE YOU A FAT SMOOCH#twisted anxiety đ#twst x reader#tiyoinâs cuties ăă චă#tiyoin đ#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland x reader#ive lowkey gotta make a solid plan for twisted anxiety because ive just been going off of impulse HASHDAIUDB
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rook's day dreams pt.1
twisted anxiety! y/n : y-you okay there rook ?
rook : oui, merci- for your concern, though i was merrily entertaining my fantasies
rooks daydreams :
#twisted anxiety đ#rook x reader#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#tiyoin đ#rook hunt x reader
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i'm curious about yuu đ and their friendship before twisted wonderland. does he genuinely have feelings for the reader or is he just playing with the people that likes them?
oh itâs definitely both BXJAHAHDJ
yuu just wants to watch the world burn, but theyâre also forcing reader into a âtough love situationâ
yuu really wants to see reader succeed!! while they donât mind readerâs hovering since theyâre besties for now they do want them to spread their wings.
but hereâs the thing. in this âseriesâ yuu is more⊠controlling, then the canonical yuu. mainly because of the âintrovert extrovertâ roles theyâre categorized into when theyâre in public.
while reader is more out going with the right people, yuu is⊠yuu, effortless charm and that hidden script reader wants so. badly.
also yuu has a crush on reader đ€ thatâs just how the cookie crumbles ya know đ€ itâs always been there in their old world, but now that theyâre in this world yuu can have them all for themselves⊠in a romantically sense anyways.
but hereâs the thing, when reader starts to spread her wings and make connections, theyâre not going to always be around yuu anymore. opting to strengthen maybe 1 or 2 friendships theyâre able to get and spend time helping those friendships flourish.
it goes from 100 to 45 real quick for yuu and itâs head-spinning for them. and you know what. yuu doesnât like the mug on that guy. heâs getting a little too close to you, so you gotta be careful okay!
did you hear that â[insert character] has a really weird / toxic trait you donât vibe with at all and yuu knows that and purposefully tells you???â oh, yuu just heard it from the grape vine⊠letâs get food now!!
yuu is a devious little shit in this đ
because if you have $100, are you gonna show the world? OFC NOT!! youâll keep it to yourself and spend it how you want. but there will also be signsâŠ
so yuu is basically lowkey hoarding reader, but also letting them grow enough that it helps reader⊠but theyâre also lowkey stunting that growth to keep reader.
OH MY GOD IMAGINE YUU SMIRKING AT [insert guy that clearly like them] when reader allows yuu to physically guide them through the hallways. giving them a âwish this was you, huhâ face
reader quite literally SHADOWING yuu in social situations while the other characters are gripping the table in anger thinking: that should be me
reader allowing yuuâs leg and shoulder to touch theirs as theyâre sitting down. and yet⊠when the boy(s?) try to do it reader jerks away like they have the plague đ
reader whispering something into yuuâs ear which causes them to burst out into howling laughter, everyone urging reader to say it out loud or for yuu to share. but then yâall both give each other, the look, then you speak (!!) âcanât, itâs a super secretâșïžâ
âŠbrotha whatđ§đ»
yuuâs honest reaction to the chaos theyâre spreading:
yuu is going to be very devious in this series
run reader!! run!!
#thereâs no place to run đ€#YALL WERE ADMITED TO NRC FOR A REASONđŁïžđŁïžđŁïž#twisted anxiety đ#twisted wonderland x reader#tiyoinâs cuties ăă චă
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Does Rook ever just "watch" twisted anxiety reader ?? I feel like he just enjoys the reactions that comes out of the reader.
the moment rook noticed reader slow down during PE was when he got a new targetđ€
(rook is gonna get introduced very soon!)
it was enviable becoming rook's next watch target. silly reader! did you really think you'd be safe from people's watchful eyes in the sanctuary of ramshackle? your room?
non non non!
ofc rook loves to watch yuu. he finds them as beautiful as a stem of grass. how they go whichever way the wind takes them with gusto and elegance. how no matter how violently the wind whips them around they'll always be surrounded, always be supported by their fellow blades of grass. winter may be hard, like the obstacles they face! they may get stepped on, trampled and abused. but they'll always stand tall no matter what the cruelness of winter throttles at them. and when the spring rolls around, there's more blades of grass this time. they all get stronger and stronger, forever nonyielding to any adversities.
as much as they were a fortress, they were also a home. insects and bugs alike call grassy plains home. what may seem like meters to us could be miles for them. the grass are smaller trees, rook would joke in French whenever he got the chance.
overbold after overbold, rook was more surprised than the last at their perseverance, just like that of a single blade of grass.
and yet, you were something else entirely.
you were a donkey.
non non non!! that is something you should be ashamed of!
donkeys are de toute beauté creatures! (rook is actually more offended than you were when you got upset he compared you to a donkey)
listen dear y/n! donkeys are peaceful creatures that do not need your narrow mindedness around them. they're doing their best and that's more than anyone else can do.
would you rather be friends with a show horse or a donkey?
if you say show horse rook can see why. they're beautiful, elegant, majestic creatures compared to the latter. they're the models of the mammal species.
and yet, show horses are vain, egoistical divas who are known to kick and prank their trainers. quite literally bite the hand that feeds them.
yes you feel good being around it, but when push comes to shove, they care more about their manes than yours.
donkeys, to others, may be less physically appealing than the mighty knights stead, and yet by live stock handlers are much more beloved.
donkeys, albeit enthused creatures, are sensitive, kind, are known to make incredibly strong bonds. they're loyal creatures, once befriending a donkey you have a friend for life. where you walk they walk, when you cry they cry.
donkey's do not have manes so they do not care for them.
donkeys are very social animals, it is strongly advised of rhyme to not be solo as they become incredibly distressed and depressed when not in the company of their loved ones.
and dear reader, he must call you a donkey because have you SEEN your-
*rook is thrown in horny jail*
but rook is definitely one to appreciate the hidden gems of the world. and with his (and vil's) help he could make you shine! hiding uncut gems is an addictive feeling, but being able to shape and mend those rocks into crystals- that's what rook loves.
he wants everyone else to see the beauty that is you the beauty that you keep locked away in a hidden tower inside your heart. thick vines and unkept underbrush scatter along the walls of stone, titanium, and glass guard your tower.
rook will do what he must to get that box inside the tower, under the bed. he will do whatever it takes to open that box and show the world it's contents.
so why don't you join him for lunch? dear y/n.
and if the world turns it away he'll happily nuzzle it. as you always say: more for me!
uh, but to answer the question: yes. rook does watch twisted anxiety reader. it's apart of his schedule. he especially loves their unpredictability.
you have a class today, will you make it? or will you skip it again? if you skip it, then that's okay!
there's a few times where you've made him pause to think. but there were other times you were so painfully predictable. so painfully predictable that he felt perverted when he guessed the time you were gonna go to the library. only to see you walk in through the heavy oak doors not a second too late nor early.
and oh my god he loves watching reader's reactions. this mf would keep a track sheet đ
would you continue playing the role of l'agneau, or would you let your fangs peek through your wooly disguise in hopes that the others wouldn't realize.
rook (and admittedly a few others) want to put you under a microscope.
poor reader would never leave ramshackle again if they found out! it works out for rook that the reader thinks they're unremarkable, it really does. cause it keeps them 'grounded' and in their own little buule! so he doesn't have to worry about any outside forces or them thinking a little too hard about their shadow.
#twisted anxiety đ#rook is a freak#rook hunt beauty's no. 1 defender has to roll up his sleeves for this challenge#rook might actually be in love? idk but he feel in love while watching you be yourself behind closed blinds#can you tell my adhd got the better of međ#rook hunt jade leech and trey clover are all the same breed of freak#trey just grew up more normal but dont let the specs fool you#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#vil x reader#rook x reader#rook hunt x reader#tiyoinâs cuties ăă චă
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Now I'm thinking about twisted anxiety reader being able to sing really well. I feel like there could be some very interesting/funny moments (4 us not reader).
Reader probably only sings in a reclusive area like a forest around the dorm
I wanna say that the forest already has haunting rumors about it ,and when someone (jade or rook) hears reader singing they think that the "ghost" is up and active again. So students start doing a "test of courage" type thing.
I put Jade or Rook being the one to hear reader cuz they're really the only ones that would really be in that area without a reason.
I also know they're intelligent enough to know it's not a ghost ,but start the rumor anyways cuz they want to know who's singing. And it becomes this big thing the school trying to figure out.
Cut to reader losing her mind cuz she like "wow, I didn't know people thought it was that bad. How am I supposed to live, laugh, love ever again??"
When in reality they were just memorized by reader's singing. And they really want to find out who it is.
Bonus points if they film it and sent it to the group chat you posted about earlier. And reader just has to be like đ§ââïž "whattt???? No way!! đ€·ââïžđ€·ââïž a random voice in the woods đ±đ±"
I'm sorry for sending 2 long asks back 2 back ,but twisted anxiety just gets my head going.
Also if you don't like being sent stuff like this just tell me and I won't send any more. I don't want to over step at all. These are just like head cannons I give to reader ,cuz I just love making things worse for her. Can't let her know what peace is
YOU
hOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET IN MY HEAD đ«”
iâm going to give you the fattest smooch alive you donât understand. AND I LOVE IT WHEN I GET LONG ASKS!!! so please! ask away i donât mind, i actually get really flattered that people want to share with me their long, detailed thoughts !! i was actually nervous people wouldnât like my long responses đ
no cause thatâs ALWAYS one troupe i ALWAYS go back to.
i was thinking about making them a singer, REALLY I WAS- but i had second thoughts cause i thought people wouldnât like it / maybe people would think its too⊠y-nie or im trying to make twisted anxiety reader too much, ya know
BUT OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU MEAH MWAH (also dw i got your other ask and fully plan on answering it, this one was just at the top of my inbox đ«¶đ«¶)
but oh my god,,,, HEAR ME OUT;
twisted anxiety reader getting pent up because they. have. no. outlet.
none.
maybe they played a sport in their old world, but no longer canât because seriously?? going up against beastmen, mermen, fae and just,,, men?! absolutely not.
they canât do anything fun in ramshackle because of the ghosts can and will find a way to stick their noses into your business. also hello??? no privacy at ramshackleđđ
honestly, twisted anxiety reader doesnât have any friends so they canât blow off steam that way either. and going to the gym is out of the question because 1. anxiety 2.gym bros- and working out at home is⊠different.
so there has to be a way to let off steam⊠good thing twisted anxiety reader dilly dallied in everything!!
they want to sing but arenât confident enough to join the pop music club, and the walls to ramshackle are paper thin.
thereâs absolutely no where you can go.
and yet⊠every time you glance at the forest. you canât help but wonderâŠđ€
AND IVE ALWAYS IMAGINED READER SINGING
âeverything staysâ from adventure time
âlove all mineâ by mitski
ârises the moonâ by liana flores
âsky fallâ by adele
âmemoryâ from cats
âlistenâ by beyoncĂ©
âhopelessly devotedâ by olivia newton-john
oh my god i have to make a separate post for this before i completely rot and accidentally write a whole chapter because iâve been WAITING to write about this and iâd feel bad about making this SUPER LONG
but i canât imagine rook going for a sunset âhikeâ (âŠsure, letâs go with that) and hearing you. belting your little heart to âhopelessly devotedâ HAGFJAIWOFOSOWOFOAPEIFOZOQFOXOD
ROOK IS AWE STRUCK
such passion! such devotion! how marvelously beautiful! rook is stunned.
of course after you finish singing he can hear you moan and groan about trivial things but- rook hunt was not a hunt if he didnât appreciate the gift the forest provided.
and yet, the carful hunter made a careless mistake. cursing silently, he glared at the twig his boots stepped on before he snapped his head up to the clearing up ahead.
ah, you fled.
to say rook was⊠upset was an understatement. yes he was able to marvel in your voice, but he lost the privilege to listen to more, to observe from afar.
the strange songs you sang and possibly wrote (what he doesnât know wonât hurt him) are gone with the wind and the high step of your foot as you vanished into thin air.
rook could easily hunt you down, but he stopped himself after a slight muscle twitch. non non! he was the enjoyer of beauty! not the hunter! yes he hunted beauty but it would go against his very being to trap it instead of let it fly free and continue its song.
so let this be your little secret, okay.
jade would def walk into you singing âeverything staysâ
OR OR ROOK N JADE BOTH TAG TEAMING READER IN THE CHAT SAYING HOW THEY WISH TO MEET THIS BEAUTIFUL VOICED GOREST âNYMPHâ SO THEY CAN HEAR MORE OF THEIR SONGS
readers just like;
đ
âtime to find a new locationâïžâ
*thereâs no where those two wonât be able to find you fyi*
TWISTED ANXIETY READER WILL NEVER KNOW PEACEâŒïžâŒïž NOT AS LONG AS IM HEREâŒïžâŒïž
please send more headcanons i love reading them đđ»đđ»
babes this is me n u rn:
#MWAH MEAH MWAH ALL THE HUGS AND KISSES FOR YOU FOR SHARING THE SAME BRAIN CELLS AS ME HENCE ALLOWING ME TO WRITE ABOUT IT MWAH MWAH#guys⊠if i added this to twisted anxietyâŠ.#guys if this became canonâŠ#hopefully yâall wonât get mad cause i wanna đ€đ#twisted anxiety đ#tiyoinâs cuties ăă චă
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I see your anxious reader and raise you this. Depressed, anxious, ADHD, mild autistic reader. :)))) my life is a living hell! :))))))))) *shakes and stemming violently*
đ«” YOU
you get it.
i donât have autism (i think, gotta get that checked, but itâs highly suspected that i have audhd -from my lovely therapistđ«¶) so i donât want to misrepresent it or offend anyone. but youâre literally the strongest soldier out there. like im struggling with just the 3 and my life is already a hellscape.
but as someone with all of the top 3 let me tell you- they were HUGE influences on how twisted anxiety reader acts.
is reader going to have a special fixation? yes! but will it be on an object⊠possibly no, but ITâS GONNA BE ON PEOPLE.
theyâve already considered grim a âsafe person catâ and subconsciously think of him as an emotional support animal (like i did with my late dog) so you can expect more of grim and reader!!
Is reader gonna self destruct as soon as they feel like experienced ârejection?â ABSOLUTELY, theyâll pull away at the slightest chance their vulnerability was seen as âtoo muchâ or if the person got uncomfortable
and obviously by the title reader is socially anxious. but because of recent events iâve found a deeper level of experiences with it and reader is about to hit a new plight of events!!
but imagining reader with the 4 horsemen of the mental illness (thatâs what i call them cause everytime i got diagnosed w smthn i swore i heard the trumpets of death) their life would be sooo much harder. just because thereâs so many contradictions between them.
reader needs a schedule to feel organized but they canât keep to the schedule because all their dopamine went into creating said schedule. and theyâre procrastinating.
reader wants to talk to someone but they just realized eye contact is too much for them. but they were taught to look at people when talking or itâs rude so theyâre just đïžđïž staring
reader had a surge of energy, of dopamine and they were out-going, friendly, talkative- everything was going right, but then the next day theyâre hit with a huge slump. ofc reader is in despair because see they can do better, be better!
and it frustrates them to no end.
reader at the monstro cringing at the food they were given. you bet it tastes amazing! but the side dish is looking at you weird, and itâs touching the main dish⊠no! itâs not a problem, not at all! but⊠thereâs an uncomfortable feeling youâre experiencing, and you do everything in your power not to be rude.
ofc reader gets embarrassed by this. theyâre acting like theyâre 5!! but⊠the food is contaminated and you canât eat it âpureâ anymore. and donât get the reader started on the texture of the veggies, it makes them shudder. like itâs good! but thereâs smthn about it.
reader who notices everything but forces themselves to have tunnel vision because everything is just too much.
iâm taking this one after myself, but when reader is nervous they have a sign. ofc rook was able to decipher it in a split second, but theyâll always scratch their nose or rub their hands together like theyâre plotting smthn
yeah, plotting of to escape!
reader who wants to fit in soo badly, but no matter what they do they always feel like an odd ball. but when they hang out with the odd balls they still donât fell, quite right. reader is gonna experience a constant limbo of âwhere do i belong? why canât i fit in anywhere?â.
HAHAHAHA READER BEING ABLE TO REMEMBER THINGS TO THE SLIGHTEST DETAIL WHEN THEY WANT TO BUT ASK THEM TO REMEMBER SMTHN IMPORTANT N THEY GO BLANK
but donât worry anon, our lovely twisted anxiety reader is gonna go through it đ
#tiyoinâs cuties ăă චă#twisted anxiety đ#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader
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Tiyoin the voices got to me again. I was scrolling tho tik tok and came across a video ,and it reminded me that you mentioned reader doing a sport before attending twst in the singing au. Wanna give a guess what sport I saw??
It was âšfigure skatingâš. Just imagine it for a sec. Do I know anything about skating?? No. But the idea of anxiety reader being one is beautiful. Especially since skating isnt a confrontation sports like soccer and, reader doesn't have to be in contact with someone while performing their act.
I see reader starting the sport when they were young. They may have seen it as a way to put themselves out there while doing something they enjoy and find relaxing. They didn't compete in big contests with thousands of people watching (girlie would not make it). They would only get to county or district level of the contest B4 the nerves got to them. Most likely self sabotages at the end so they wouldn't have to seen and judged by so many. Reader does has a few gold medals tho. Yuu has been their personal cheerleader for a few years now. Going to as many contests as he can to just support reader and know they're not alone.
âšNowâš
What if there is a different competition (w/o a overblot hopefully) which a sport is picked randomly. Whether you want it to be a school vs school, dorm vs dorm or maybe grade vs grade you can decide. I think it could work with any of them. Like they pick a few people to represent their side and to complete. The ones that physically compete get prizes (đ°) and the others get bragging rights and a đ pizza party or smth like that idk.
Anyways, Yuu is like *puppy eyes* pls reader đđwe poor. And reader knows Yuu is only asking cuz they they really need the money and he would never make them do smth that would harm them. Yuus real motive is maybe this will help reader make friends or less be less anxious around their classmates. And he knows Reader is gonna win cuz none of the others skate.
The only ones in NRC that I can see being able to skate to a degree is Rook, Jade or Ortho maybe Epel too. He probably hated it till his grandma said only strong people could skate cuz it's hard. I think his home town is gets snow right? Can't recall rn.
Depending on which VS is picked the outfit and preforment is gonna be a easy choice or the hardest thing in the whole contest. Maybe a duet gets thrown in there. âđđïž
Overall reader is âšstressedâš rightfully so. The creeps are recording, admirers admirering, rivals showing up left and right. Reader gonna need a nap after everything that's happened.
Another 3-5 am ask woooo. Sorry if there is any spelling errors. Why do the best ideas always come when I'm tired đ©. I can send u a tik tok I saw that inspired me if u want. Also I don't mean to mention Rook in every ask he just shows up w/o asking. Like my fav is Malleus and I haven't send a single idea with him.
Maybe it's cuz Rooks a Sagittarius and I'm a Gemini. They are sister signs. That's probably why he lives in my head rent free. I hope a good night.
MEL- I NEED TO KISS YOU BRAIN RIGHT NOW!!
especially with the death of YOI: adolescence... a sad day for anime lovers' everywhere (im on desktop so i can't do any emojis </3)
I actually had a really big skating phase. still do and would love to have prof. lessons. i wanted to do it so. badly. my parents said 'no' and that it was too late for me, so i mourn that. believe it or not, i was in soccer and almost did it in college.
but the ice feeling so freeing whenever reader steps onto it. they're not worried about sweating because of ice, and they can move how the want when they want.
reader would 100 PERCENT self sabotage themselves. filling their head with nonsense and because of all those thoughts (especially) 'dont miss this spin, dont miss this spin' only to miss it because they were focusing on whether they would 'miss the spin or not')
but in their home world, reader is phenomenal!! they're amazing! they got scouted by amazing coaches who wanted to tap into their raw potential, who were impressed by reader's hard work and drive... but reader always finds a away to miss things up for themselves.
OH MY GOD AHHH SPORTING COMPETETIONS WERE ALWAYS MY FAVORITE ARCS IN SHOWS
ITS LIKE THEIR OWN MINI OLYMPICS HAHAHA (reader: wdym you guys dont have olympics?)
ofc there's a pre sign up and auditions. reader is thinking and mulling it over. because trying out for the boys team is very different than the girl's team, is co-ed even allowed?? this is an all boys school after all!
(yuu brings crowley to their audition to convince him to give them student-ship so they can compete and WRECK those snot-nosed princes.)
maybe there's a partner skate? and you know that the admirers of reader that can skate and sign. the. fuck. up.
I WANT SKATER JADE!! I WANT IT I WANT IT I WANT IT!! but home boy would probably not be able to skate at the level of reader just because he's og a fish and if he started skating when he turned human then he'd only have a year of experience </3
but lets just say there's a sports thing they have... not club but dedicated for this event... then i can see jade being somewhat on reader's level. but there's still a difference unfortunately
ROOK HUNT SKATED OUT OF THE WOMB!! ortho could professionally skate sine... 5 minutes ago? like c'mon guys get on his level.
though i can see rook rather being an observer. he also called it 'ice dancing' because that's what it is to him. but if rook trying out for this instead of his usual sweep of archery, all to stop some... he doesn't have a word for the level of disgust he'd have if he saw you dancing with a slimy no name.
plus he will be able to experience your growth! not just as a skater but as a person! he can also get closer to you!
vil. vil can! ice dance. he needed to learn it for a film and he's always liked the feeling of being on the ice. which makes pomefiore the contenders for being on the team / being reader's partner during partner categories.
epel would want ot learn hockey but was forced into ice skating by his grandma HAHAH she'd say that he can learn to play hockey after he's mastered the ice or something. it's something he's NOT proud of- but (if this is the point where him and reader are on good terms) then he'll happily play up him being a skating pro.
i can also see vil forcing epel into skating for the school. like wdym ice skating is for girls? get your ass on the ice NOW
SILVER AND LILIA WOULD ALSO BE ICE SKATERS AHHH. but it's a bit dangerous for silver to be on the ice but if it means helping support his friend then he's gung ho about it! just... please keep an eye on him in case he starts falling (he's usually good about that. making it to the sides before he was able to face plant on the ice. but lilia is always present in case of such emergencies (and if the designated watchers arent able to get to him in time))
lilia has dabbled in a bit of everything. so if you see him whip out a quad (with only a little bit of stumbling, as he complains about his bones again) he'll act like it's not hard (it's not- for him)
BUT IF MALLEUS WANTS TO GET INTO THAT ICE SKATING ACTION THEN HE'LL SPEND HOURS AT IT. the prince bale to do things a bit differently than everyone since he's.. ya knw, thee malleus draconia.
crowley ; you can barly even skate! why are you at the try outs!
malleus :... give me a week (and the mofo MEANS IT)
and dw i get random spouts of 'rook hunter-itis too. I DONT MIND YOU BRINGING HIM UP CAUSE I LOVE HIM- AND MALLEUS AHHHH)
#tiyoin đ#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#twisted anxiety đ#mel <3
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hi hi! i'm a very anxious person but when my friends need me? oh you best believe i will order for you and complain when you asked for no pickles.
do you think twisted anxiety reader would be the same? they struggle now to be of help to yuu and grim, but picture early book 6? grim attacked yuu and is gone for the week. yuu is strong yes, and it was only a scratch, but it must have taken a toll on them to be attacked by their best catfriend and then not being able to see them. they still go to class but they go home as soon as the bell rings and talks only when necessary. there's a vacant look in their eyes.
yuu is popular and is bound to have people going to them at all times, public they can't evade forever. while exiting the classroom, a random npc goes to chat with them and while yuu would humor them any other time, now they can barely pay attention to the corridor and reader. the npc is persistent on chatting even though yuu's body language tells them to fuck off. yuu does not utter a single word, and keeps walking with reader trailing behind them. would reader intervene for yuu?
(english is not my first language so sorry if it's hard to read :c )
HELLO MY LOVE đ«¶
EVERY TIME SOME SAYS ENGLISH ISN'T THEIR FIRST LANGUAGE THEY ALWAYS CREATE BANGERS- AND I KNOW BANGERS MAN. AND THIS IS ONE OF THEM
but no you're so right. maybe the over blot's are starting to catch up with yuu. especially after grim accidentally hurting them and the whole styx drama. in the game we can't see if yuu is affected by any of the overblots. we don't see them get properly.. compensated. although vil and leona's are different since they helped out with ramshackle.
but đ yuu is NOT having a great time. and only reader is there to witness it, to help them through it. like jekyll and hyde, yuu is all smiles and sunshine during the day when out and about. but as soon as they get home... once they step into ramshackle.. it's a different story.
they're feeling the angst, they're telling reader how sometimes they can't even look the over blotter's in the eyes sometimes. especially azul and leona because all yuu can see is their more animalistic eyes that serve as a reminder to what they really are.
how they sometimes flinch from their enemies, now friends. how they always keep their guard up around the beast folk who were involved with the overblots.
yuu is... angry. how dare these teenage boy's do this to them, how dare they pretend like nothing happened. but what makes this all worse is that they understand that pretending like nothing happened brings back a sense of control, of normalcy for the victims.
yes the whispers in the hall seem to dim, but never silence. but with the encouragement of Crowley they become more controlled, no longer hallway chatter as people are making light of the situation.
"say that one more time and I'll over blot" "uh oh! looks like Reese has some blot on his shirt!"
and it's always 'poor house wardens this, poor house wardens that-'
WHAT ABOUT YUU??? they're always- always at the brunt of the over blot's and they don't even have magic!!
some days, when yuu doesn't have enough energy to spare their other friends, they silently haunt reader. staying by their side like an otter, only breaking apart for the few classes they have apart. and as soon as the bell rings and reader is done gathering their belongs and making a beeline for the door- yuu is already there, waiting outside the door. a brief moment of eye contact before they fall in line with each other.
if grim is there and trying to bug yuu, reader is there to play buffer. trying to distract the cat-monster as yuu gives them a grateful glance. but if he isn't, then it's silence between you two.
I think the reader doesn't like silence because if they aren't talking to someone then their thoughts catch up to them. but if it's for yuu? what's a little suffering if it's for a friend right?
if some of the first years pop up and try to drag yuu away, yuu will usually be able to fight their own battles, giving them a charming smile and saying that they'll join them some other time. sometimes it works, other times it doesn't. and when it doesn't reader has to take a deep breathe, and force themselves out of their two-person bubble.
they'll either irish goodbye the the lot, playing the bad guy as they're seen stealing yuu away. or say some kind of comment to one of the more prideful members to get them to start a inter-group conflict while reader and yuu slip away. or just lie, lying's good too.
but đ reader would do anything, for their friend's.
one time, I was at the gym with my sister and this guy came and asked if we were using the machine and turned that into trying to hit on my sister- LITERALLY ENCAGING HER AGAINST THE WALL AND 2 MACHINES. and I humored it for the rest of my set because I know she can take care of herself, but when nothing was working I pulled my phone out uttering some bullshit that we needed to leave now. ofc she didn't even realize I was lying until I told her. but you'd be surprised how many guys can't. get. a. hint.
so reader saving the day from yuu getting hit on by an npc, or one whose yapping so much they don't even realize yuu is inching away is a common occurrence. with a quick '1,2,3 fuck it,' reader is rolling up their sleeves, marching over while creating a fake text from the ghosts and- "yuu we gotta go! grim has destroyed the curtains again!" and with a tug of their arm reader is dragging yuu away.
and- god forbid the npc follows, saying that they weren't done... is when reader becomes 'uncharacteristically' snippy. "unless you want to help clean cat vomit from the curtains, you're welcome to join us" you see a dust cloud in his place from how fast he ran.
yuu lets out a chuckle, looping their arm around yours as they lean their head on your shoulder. a small 'thanks' as they make their way back to good ol' ramshackle.
(there have been a few cases where the npc does offer to help. but yuu pulls out a smile and says 'next time')
#I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE CAN'T TAKE A HINT#chuu <3#twisted anxiety đ#tiyoinâs cuties ăă චă#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland x reader
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