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anmiruzu · 8 months
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Deuce w/ an honors! reader who doesn't study
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a/n just a thought i had with deuce. *is an honors student who doesn’t study* anyways, i'm taking requests right now both for my event and normally so feel free to request! :3 i beg i feel so motivated rn
-the moment deuce finds out you’re an honors student, he starts enthusiastically bombarding you with questions like: what are your studying habits?, how long have you been in honors?, how do you manage it?, etc, etc.
-you are his goal after all, an honors student with good grades.
-he would ask you for tips and help with his homework. going to the mostro lounge to help him practice for presentations or just helping him with homework in general along with ace became normal.
-then when he tried asking you for tips for studying, you dodged the question having no idea how to answer him as you never studied.
-deuce was suspicious of that and thought you cheated via azuls study guide but quickly shook away the thought knowing you weren’t like that, right?
-when he tried again, he got the same response as last time, you dodging the question.
-so he straight forwardly asks you if you cheated your way into honors using azuls study guide.
-at this you came clean, embarrassed, saying you don’t study. deuce was… really shocked.
“you don’t… study…?”
“no, i don’t” you admit, chuckling nervously.
-he became really envious; you don’t study yet you have good grades and is in honors while he, despite studying a lot, doesn't get good grades. his grades are barely decent despite the amount of hard work he puts in while you, you do that effortlessly.
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suiseisyojo · 8 months
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"Riddle, do you think a shorter hair would fit me? It has crossed my mind for some time now, and I am curious to hear your opinion^^" D/
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With you seated across from him, Riddle lifted his gaze away from the teacup nestled between his fingers and examined your frame—giving your inquiry the rumination it deserved. "Shorter hair? Hm⋯" he trailed off, tilting his head to survey you more accurately, "Of course I do."
It was unbelievably cliche of him that he knew you'd look good in anything.
But he wasn't so naive as to believe that a suitable answer.
"Haircuts and styles are personal things," Riddle began softly, memories of his own childhood coruscating at the back of his mind, "It takes some time before you can find one that's right for you."
As long as you're smiling, Riddle⋯ doesn't care how you present yourself.
The path to self-discovery is unending—he's still discovering things about himself that he suppressed, after all—and if cutting your hair short is a path you want to take, you shouldn't hesitate or hold back.
"So, to reiterate, yes; I do think short hair would fit you," Riddle simpered, bringing the tea back up to his lips, "It'll be cute. You should cut it."
Before you can give any rejoinder back, Riddle adds, deadpanning, "Just don't ask me to help you cut it⋯ and don't ask Che'nya, either. Or any of the first-years. Or—"
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svaints · 1 month
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Pounce on you even.
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positively-mine · 3 months
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You're a girl?!
how they find out & they're reaction
tags: afab, stalking mentioned, no spoilers
a/n: I FORGOT TO QUEUE THE POST 😭😭 also I couldn't find a purple banner so...yeah
series: ❤️ 🧡 🩵 💛 💜 💙 💚
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Vil
Firstly, it's that he's an actor himself and he knows. Part of being an actor includes observing your coworkers and how to make the chemistry between each other work to ensure the success of the media. Whether it's how you interact with the other guys or you're using baggy clothes that are way too big for you, or overall uncomfortable atmosphere (behavior etc.) coming from you when you're around the NRC students. Secondly, it's his eye for detail that is able to put the pieces together and figure you out. No stopping it there I guess 🤷‍♀️
It would be a lie to say that nothing changes. On the contrary, he visits you more often to leave you beauty and skincare products. Oh yeah and he forgot to mention that he "borrowed" your uniforms to make some alterations to them. He may not need to know the reasons why you're keeping it a secret but he'll be damned if he lets you walk around campus with shabby clothes and skip out on your face care routine due to the lack of necessities.
Rook
Stalked. Do I need to say more. He's curious about the student that's unable to use magic and stopping blot after blot. You've piqued his interest and now he needs to quench it. So he decided to follow you around for a while. Which eventually leads him to discover you're a girl. The situation in how he finds out? Well there's many possibilities. You change in a different room, you try not to go to the toilet outside of ramshackle, constantly monitoring you and overhearing what you talk with Grimm. But if anyone asks, he'll say it's hunter's instinct.
Obviously stopped stalking you. I mean he may have weird habits but he draws the line at being a pervert. When it's just the two of you, uses more feminine pronouns (I think some french words change depending on the gender they're referring to, if not pls correct me 🙏) Doesn't make it awkward at all with you. Nothing much changes except for the fact that he's more protective of you and suspicious of other people's intent on approaching you. Stalks them instead to figure out their motive..
Epel
Sweet boy thought that you were also a victim of pretty face syndrome. Maybe that's why he found it easier to talk with you and hang out. Don't be surprised that he's always trying to sit with you during lunch. What he didn't expect however was that when he was walking over to your table, he overheard you talking to Grimm. The context? I will leave it to your imagination. But poor Epel was stunned. So you were a girl. He's kind of upset that you didn't tell him but what can he do. Now he's having mixed feelings too because it was understandable that you had a feminine face. But he's alone in it, again.
He does treat you with more respect. His mom didn't raise him like some beast, and if she caught wind of how he's been treating you...yikes. But what she doesn't know wouldn't hurt her. Does get more protective of you as well. He's on guard when he sees other students talking to you or when guys approach you. This is his chance to prove how reliable and a gentleman he can be. Essentially takes up the big brother role.
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equestriagirl16 · 1 year
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MC: *petting Malleus while he kneels on the ground with his head in their lap*
Random student: Psssh, how pathetic. A soon to be king practically on a weak little human’s leash. I fear for the future of this world.
Malleus: *appearing behind them* Oh how pathetic. Ignorant scum not knowing how to mind their own business. If you’re so worried I can assure you, the future would be much brighter without you in it.
Random student: *shitting bricks*
Malleus: *returns to his spot peacefully like nothing happened*
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hanafubukki · 1 year
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This is so freaking adorable. Look at riddle and his tsum and how happy he is and that look in his eyes 💕💕
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LMFAOOO THE WAY THIS MADE ME LAUGH I LOVE IT. We love seeing you both red, my dear 💕💕
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That’s so adorable. He wants to praise it you can tell and look how tsum is smiling. I just want to squeeze it
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startheimpactfangirl · 2 months
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TWST FANDOM HELP. So I'm looking for an twst x reader fic that's on here. Basically just all the twst characters as dads and how many kids they'd have, I can't for the life of me find this fic.
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voasprofile · 1 year
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replaced au pt 2
loosely (and by that I mean literally like one scene was taken out of it)based on a movie that came out recently guess what it is and you'll get nothing
gn reader but was referred to as 'minx' can that be used to refer to people who are gn or male alligned
cause for me minx means a cunning person, almost like calling someone a fox
but apparently google says a minx is a 'an impudent, cunning, or boldly flirtatious girl or young woman.'
so if you're not comfortable being referred as a minx scroll away
female yuu
nb! reader
forgor to mention that characters may also be ooc
also rushed so maybe shitty
damn a lot of my fics are rushed I just noticed
replaced au pt 1
malleus couldn't believe it, he just couldn't!
after saving the seven overblot victims from dying, without a prize or even that much appreciation
she was suddenly branded a villain?
malleus knows humans can be just as possessive as anyone of them here, but was that really the case?
but his suspicion really arose when the people once could be called her friends weren't acting consistent
one day acting like the ground y/n walks in were as pure as a newborn baby's soul
others acting like y/n was any other student
those incidents, and the headaches the nrc population has been dealing with. especially the first years
some days leona too is suspicious some days he could care less
the lazy days, he's bothered with the smell of dried roses and cinnamon
this discourages him to go to populated areas, as it concentrates there 
other days he himself is drowned in such scent
but really who cares it's just a scent
leona hasn't been attending any of his classes, going to populated areas including the open area in his dorm in days 
the headaches from the perfume was gone. god who even wears that much perfume
so he finally went out, he didn't know where to go but somewhere no one was would satisfy him
he walked and walked until it lead him to a familiar trail, ramshackle
he quickly turned back, no use in getting associated with people like that
but a few feet away from him was a bastard, a horned one that is
"what are you doing here?" the bastard asked
"nothing just leaving" he muttered passing him, they were again a few feet apart when he heard the aggravating voice again
"do you believe her?" malleus had asked
truthfully it had slipped his mind, but when the horned one asked about it, he remembered the incident that took place a month ago
"who?" he turned around to see malleus already facing him
"y/n, do you not find anything suspicious?" malleus asked tilting his head to the side
"no" he turned ready to leave as this situation was bothering him
"I did, do you not find the first years once around yuu acting strange? the inconsistencies? the headaches? nothing really?" malleus pressed
getting fed up he answered "yes, I did find something strange. but why would I tell you? do you have something that's useful or interesting for me?"
"I believe that y/n had deceived everyone in the school, and yuu is suffering for it" he replies
damn the one he likes was suffering because he bumped into the newcomer
so he caves "the whole school is covered in this scent, I suspect the one causing the headaches and weird behaviour,  the more people in the area the more dense the scent is" he paused
"like a diluted love potion" 
leona was smart. he may not attend classes, but somehow he still get good grades. so how did he only notice now
a certain minx smirked from the dorm near them
the two planned to go to the headmaster about this
malleus wanting someone with authority to properly locate the problem and punish who did it
leona not wanting to handle it his own
but right now leona was waiting for malleus near the headmasters office, he was late. and this time he did knew where the event was happening
after a few minutes leona got impatient and started to look for him
'damn him, planning this whole thing, dragging me along. then had the guts to leave me waiting?'
he stormed over to the cafeteria, that's where most people are at this hour
his eyes scan the room, landing on one particular table
there, a particularly love sick fae and the newcomer acting as if they were dating the two months they've known each other
but what really bothered him was y/n sent a knowing smirk to him, and went back to being all sweet and gross to the person leona was supposed to be with in the headmasters room
so leona left, maybe it was because of the headache, maybe it was because he felt pity to the ramshackle prefect
someone was knocking on the door, yuu thought that maybe y/n has a visitor so being a good roommate she opened the door
it was leona, so she was sure that it was for y/n
"oh, y/n's out right now" she whispered closing the door
but his foot prevented that
"yuu look, I don't know how to apologize properly. so I'm sorry" he took a big breath before continuing "the new comer love potioned most the school to get in our heads and manipulated us"
the scene escalates as yuu finally breaks
that's why they're villainizing her?
hours of comforting yuu, leona let's her rest
after that hellish month, he can't even comprehend how tired she must be
ending in a comfortable position of him laying on the sofa, and yuu on his chest
"yuu?" he asks thinking she'd be asleep "hmm?" she mumbles
"aren't you angry?" he asks "you know, malleus knew about the potion, he knew about the lies." he slid in
"what?" she couldn't believe it, how could he?
they were friends, now he sides with them knowing that?
"yeah, earlier I went to the cafeteria and saw them acting like a couple" he says 
y'know honesty is the best policy, so he should be honest with her. sort of
"how could he do that to you? I thought you two were close friends" he continues
"I guess we were" she mutters nuzzling her face more into his chest, just wanting to rest
"he really fucked up, I mean your special. but people refuse to see it." he whispers
"you were honest, kind, patient. forget about him, let's expose their lies" he says
"can I even do that? I mean the whole school is at their disposal" she wants to yes, but she doesn't want to lose to a wannabe like y/n
"trust me, I'll make them pay for what they did to you" he says caressing her hair, lulling her to sleep
waking up, she feels the most refreshed she's been in weeks. maybe it's because leona comforted her, or because she slept with him. but whatever
asking about his plan now, she was worried. what if it doesn't work?
but listening to it now, oh it's gonna work alright
"I learnt this yesterday, the staff isn't under their potion, so that's an advantage to us. also there are days where the potion is weak, we'll have to strike then" he says
"but for now, let's collect evidence against her" so that week consisted of yuu following y/n around to catch them doing shady things
but as the days go on, she feels disheartened. literally nothing happened, in fact her previous friends look happier with them than they ever did with her
so she tells herself this is the last day, maybe leona was wrong. there was no potion
following them into an abandoned hall of the school, they enter a room. a library with miscellaneous things as it was used as a storage room of sorts
so she hid behind one of the book shelf, when a strong smell of roses and cinnamon attacks their nose
she held her nose and peeked, what could cause such strong smell
it was y/n filling up a bottle with the contents of an old cauldron, smiling to themselves
yuu took that opportunity to record the whole thing, and stayed back to get a sample of it
once done she immediately met up with leona to tell him what she caught
"then I saw them filling up a spray bottle with the potion, do you think that this will be enough?" she asks him
"this is perfect, you're amazing yuu" he smiles at her
oh no, don't blush don't blush don't blush
"thank you" she smiles back
as yuu was getting evidence, leona was looking to see if the potion was weak today. it was
so the two marched up to the headmages office to tell him everything
to their luck the staff were holding a meeting
their lies, the potion, the hell they put yuu through. with evidence of course, presenting them the video, and the sample
"oh my, to think they would do such thing" crewel mutters
"could you lead us to that room?" crowley asks
crowley was normally laid back, but this this is not okay
the staff went to the room were the potion was brewed, and there they were
standing over a cauldron brewing more, they're assuming after running out
they got startled, dropping the container
"professors! haha what are you doing here" they said fidgeting almost immediately
"puppy step aside, we'll have to inspect the potion you're making" crewel says
y/n trembles. no this cannot happen, they almost won!
their eyes shot from crewel to the other's in the group
who could have known? was it apart of the staff? was it a student? it was yuu!
y/n glared at her
this bitch, how dare she
at a last attempt of escape y/n tipped the cauldron hoping for it to splash on all of them
but before it could really splash, crowley had stopped the liquid mid air and tying them up with his whip
how could they have lost? everything was at their hands! they could've won!
they slumped, giving up. what could they even do now?
heading back to the headmages office, sending anyone who knew how to brew an anti-love potion to a closed classroom then handing it out to every single student
crowley called for a dormleader meeting and that's where he explained everything
everyone was aghast how dare that vile-
he also explains now that they are going through a trial, as a citizen of this world and as an adult. due to the severity of the crime
no they were not imprisoned, but was sent to a secluded building with 24 hours surveillance camera, and a therapist
no they were not satisfied, a month was wasted because of them. but they guess that it's fine, they are in isolation and away from everyone after all
yuu had never been spammed irl
but I guess there's a first for everything. they remember it all the way they ostracized her, almost like they forced her into isolation
but leonas words were stuck in her mind
aren't you angry?
yes I am
you were honest, kind, patient.
yes I was
forget about him
I will
and so she did
she forgave all those who were under the potion, but malleus, oh malleus she could never forgive. even in her dying breath
he betrayed her, why should she forgive him?
she won't
a lazy lion smirks knowing this
I am brewing sum mf angst in my wattpad my works thing. I am in a angsty roll goddamn who hurt me. I'm so tired from school and like there's no cute guys there, and literally no one caught my eye guy or girl
ooh also I forgot to mention this is based on the movie school for good and evil(is that the title i forgor) in netflix
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nightshade-clown · 5 months
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I got the idea of a Twisted Wonderland DDLC AU (so original, I know) and it just won't leave my head AAAAAA-
For the casts, I would put Kalim, Idia, Riddle and Malleus, since they all fits the personalities of the ddlc girls.
However, I'm not sure if I want the one to have the fourth wall sentience to be Malleus (in this case, it would be like in the game) or Riddle (in that case, it would be kind of a twist) mainly because of the "No Image Riddle" bug, where people would make jokes about it being like DDLC.
Also, for the MC, idk if I want it to be Yuu (because MC being MC makes sense), Jamil (since he's close to Kalim, he could be dragged into the club by him), or just make up a character who is childhood friend with Kalim (probably would do that if I decided to do a x reader fanfic of it)
If I wasn't too busy with school, personal projects, and had enough motivation, I would absolutely go ahead and write a fanfiction about it right now tbh, but for now, I'll just post that and other random ideas I might have about this AU x)
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arashrita · 8 months
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HC: You are Natasha Romanoff's daughter
Sweet Ms. Romanoff who is solving everyone's problems. Mysterious Ms. Romanoff who is everyone's favourite. Feisty Ms. Romanoff who doesn't fear anyone and will kick anyone's ass. Selfless Ms. Romanoff who is ready to sacrifice for her loved ones. Sneaky Ms. Romaoff who can kill with looks. Magicless, just a normal human Ms. Romanoff with an awesome skill-set and a brilliant mind. Beautiful Ms. Romanoff who is just like her mother Natasha Romanoff.
Grim: You are not too bad as a hench-human, ya know.
Ace: How come you manage to look so cool all the time?
Deuce: Y-you are super cool!
Cater: Take a pic with me.
Trey: You are an enigma.
Riddle: You never fail to surprise me.
Leona: Tch, herbivore, you really are something, huh?
Ruggie: You should be in Savanaclaw!
Jack: You are...cool.
Azul: You are full of surprises.
Jade: Ah, you certainly aren't a damsel in distress.
Floyd: Shrimpyy~ you are really cool~
Kalim: You are mesmerizing.
Jamil: Shocking.
Vil: You are very beautiful.
Rook: Mon trickster~ you really are the best.
Epel: Where did you learn those?
Idia: Y-you are so smart!
Lilia: Feisty~ I see!
Silver: Will you teach me your moves?
Sebek: Huh, you are not so useless for a magicless human.
Malleus: Ah, such a noble lady you are.
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ariusthething · 2 days
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Someone make a Savannaclaw rook x male reader right now (I’m going to die without it)
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irisinthemoon · 1 year
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Until I Found You, Pt. 5
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[Pt. 1], [Pt. 2], [Pt. 3], [Pt. 4], [Pt. 5], [Pt. 6]
Warning: F!reader, little but of angst, mentions of Rollo's brother, will have a scene from the movie 'The Hunchback of Notre Dame' but at the very beginning, nothing to detailed. long shopping trips, fluff
Characters: Rollo, Eliott (Oc), Jules (Oc), characters from 'The Hunchback of Notre Dame', one or two random Oc's
Summery: With only a day left for the week long festival to begin, you go help Rollo with a few last minutes preparation along with buying outfits for the closing ball. However, a weird vision leaves you perplex and worried.
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Where were you? One moment you had been chatting with Rollo as you helped him plant a few purple flowers in preparation for the Masquerade. The next, you found your mind drifting into a hazy enclosure, bringing you here, standing in what seemed to be the City of Flowers but older. You could see the Bell of Salvation in all its glory, even the familiar path you took with Rollo to go into the city was there.
Frowning, you tried to move your body, but it remained stuck in the same place. You couldn’t even speak or call out to anyone. Suddenly, the image of the city shifted to the inside of the Bell Tower, where you and Rollo ate breakfast every day. 
To your surprise, this time, someone was there in contrast to when you first appeared into the gray and white City of Flowers. It was a young man, he had a hunched back and it was clear he looked different from other people you have met. He was wearing a tunic of sorts, hair cut in a way that covered his face with his bangs. He was gazing at the city below, a whimsical smile on his face. 
You smiled at that, it was nice seeing others appreciate the city you have grown to love. 
But just as quick the smile went away when a man, older from what you could tell, walked into the room. His face was contorted in a permanent scowl, as if he had taken a bite out of a lemon and the taste never left. Immediately you felt something off about him. 
“Remember what I taught you, Quasimodo. You are deformed.”
“I am deformed.”
“And you are ugly”
“And I am ugly.”
Anger formed in your chest, the way this man was talking to the other boy, Quasimodo was just horrible. But no one deserved to be treated this way, especially for things that they had no control over. Everyone was different in their own ways, but that didn’t make them worth any less then others. 
Once again you tried to speak, but your mouth would not do so, even your body remained motionless. You could only watch helplessly as Quasimodo was berated. Just as the older guy finished, the black and white images in front of you once again became hazy. A wave of dizziness took over your body, causing you to stagger forward and into a pit of darkness.
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“{name]...[name]....[name!]”
Snapping your eyes open, you gasp in surprise. The colorful flowers and banners greeted your sights instead of the gray and blacks from before. Just beyond, you could see the Bell Tower, no sight of Quasimodo. The familiar cool hands you have come to welcome pull you out of your thoughts.
Green invades your vision, worried eyes stare at you for a moment, the flowers that Rollo had been planting momentarily forgotten. “[Name], are you alright? You were staring into empty space for a while.” He asked, holding your shoulders in a gentle grip. Swallowing the lump on your throat, you nod meekly. 
“Y-Yeah, just thinking about something…” You trailed off, not knowing what else to say. Rollo frowns, worry begins showing into his face more clearly. He places the palm of his hand to your forehead, “You don’t feel warm, can you stand up?” You nodded, and with his help rose to your feet. “Let’s go inside and take a break, I can always send someone else to take care of this.” 
It wasn’t heat that affected you, this you knew because you weren’t even wearing the school’s uniform. Because of the warm day, you decided to just wear the gym’s uniform much like Rollo was doing now. The gym uniform allowed you to keep cool and not overheat. 
“I’m fine Rollo, really, just a little disoriented. It’s been a while since I came outside properly.” You try to give him one of your usual smiles, but you can tell it isn’t working. He still looks worried, something in your chest flips. “I’ve been cooped up in my room for almost the entire week trying to finish off Prince Malleus’s costume, just this morning I managed to finish his hat.”
“You should have told me if it was going to take you this long to finish, I would have sent over people to help you.” You shake your head, “It’s fine! I volunteer for the job anyways! Plus, the important thing is that I finished it on time.” Pulling his purple handkerchief out of his black pant pockets, Rollo covers the lower part of his face.  
“You should not put your health at risk for someone like Draconia,” Then, he takes a piece of your hair and fiddles with it. “Take care of yourself, I know I have told you this more than once but please be careful, things here aren't the same as they were in your old world.” Placing the piece of hair behind your ear, he sighs. 
You pressed your lips together, should you tell him what you saw? You wanted to but, you also weren’t sure how he would react to it. Heck, you didn’t even know what it was or what it meant. For all you knew, it could be just your tired mind playing tricks on you. Taking hold of his hand before he fully pull away, you grasp it into both your hands and really give him a genuine smile. 
“I’m fine Rollo, really. I just needed to catch fresh air and as I mentioned, I was just thinking about the festivities and let my mind drift away.” Giving a gentle squeeze, you let go and crouched down to pick up the flowers you were planting earlier. Rollo stays quiet, a light blush on his cheeks which you right off as the heat of the sun has its effects on him.
“C’mon, let's finish planting these flowers so we can spend the rest of our Sunday choosing a costume for the Masquerade ball. I wanna be able to hang out with Jules, Eliott, and you.” Digging a fresh hole for the flowers, you hum in delight. You hear how Rollo sighs but follows your steps. 
The vision you saw nagging at the back of your mind.
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Frowning, you sigh and shake your head. No, that one didn’t fit at all. Placing the dress back you keep browsing the gown section. Rollo was a few feet away with Jules as both of them looked at different Masquerade outfits. Eliott was with you, he had already selected his outfit and was currently helping you choose a dress. 
After the two of you finished planting the flowers, you insisted on taking a quick shower in order to go to the city’s boutique with Jules and Eliott to pick a costume for the ball. Now the four of you found yourselves here, spending the rest of your Sunday evening before being flooded with duties tomorrow with the welcoming ceremony and performances. 
Tomorrow was the start of the one week celebration that ended with a Masquerade Ball to end it. You were a little nervous, after all, this was your first Masquerade, not just here at NBC but in your entire life. You may be the daughter of famous people, but they hardly let you go out anywhere.
And even if you could, you had no friends to go with.
“So, enjoyed your little date with Mr. President?” Startled, you turn to glare at Eliott who had a shit eating smirk. “Fuck! Don’t sneak on me like that!”
“Language.” Rollo’s warning voice is directed to the two of you, his eyes looking at the two costumes Jules is holding. You don’t need him looking towards your direction to know he is directing that more towards you. You chuckle nervously and nod, even if he didn’t see it, and turn back to Eliott.
“We didn’t have a date. I saw him planting flowers by himself and decided to be a good student and friend by helping him.” You stated, crossing your arms over your chest. Eliott continued to smirk, clearly not believing you. 
“Sure, whatever you say Mrs. Flamm.” 
You hit him with one of the hand fans nearby. Face full-blown red, you casted a look over your shoulder to ensure that Rollo and Jules were facing the other direction before hitting Eliott again, this time harder. “Shut it! I don’t need him to hear that!”
“Aw, c’mon [name]! It’s so clear you both like each other!”
“Just because I like him doesn't mean he shares those feelings!” 
Rollo saw you as a friend, you were sure of it. He was open about his emotions to not only you but to also Jules and Eliott. You were no special exception, plus, from what Jules told you; Rollo didn’t have any other friends other than the two of them before coming here. You had been added into his circle because he was helping you in your stay in Twisted Wonderland. 
It had not been intentional to fall for him. At the beginning you saw him as a good classmate, someone who was responsible and was willing to help you despite not knowing who you were. Then you started to see him as a friend, someone you could count in despite him being busy with his own stuff. He always lended a helping hand and never asked for anything in return.
You didn’t know when you started to think of him as more than a friend. You had no clue when admiring his skills turned into admiring him in general. Or how you would wait for him to walk to class, eat together, even borrowing his sweaters and shirts. 
Eliott groaned, “Great Seven, you have that lovey dovey look on your face.” He pokes your cheek, “You only get that look on your face when talking or thinking of Rollo.” Swatting his hand away, you sigh and go back to the dresses. A minute goes by and you believe Eliott has dropped the subject as he is typing on his phone. 
“Alright that's it!” Grabbing your arm, the peach haired color boy pulls you towards a section farther from the one Rollo and Jules were in. “W-What are you doing?!” From the corner of your eyes, you could see Jules do the same thing Eliot was doing, Rollo looking like a startled cat. “I am going to help you with that sad love life of yours! Starting with finding a dress that will leave Rollo’s jaw on the ground!”
“What?!”
And you were whisked away with no say in the situation at all. 
The next two hours or two were spent with Eliott throwing dresses your way, approving of some and disapproving of others. A worker even had to come and help you at a certain point with all the dresses Eliott had chosen. Your feet were sore from standing up, and you were hungry. You had once wished to know the feeling of going on a shopping spree with a friend, now you are not so sure if you wanted to do it again. 
Pinching your nose bridge, with your index finger and thumb, you let out an irritated huff. “Hold still, I need to check if this color goes well with your skin tone.” Eliott placed a dress next to your body, humming while deep in thought. “Sometimes I forget that you were a former member of the Fashion club.” You said tiredly. He gives you a grin, “Former president of the club dear.”
“Yeah, yeah…are we almost done?” 
“Nope.”
You groaned. Your fingers itched to grab your phone and call Rollo for help. Surely, he has noticed your lack of absence by now. Glancing towards the right corner of the boutique, your gaze landed on a purple dress close to the window display. Eliott had gone to return the blue dress he had pulled from the nearby rack. “Excuse me, can you bring me that dress over there?”
The worker looked to the direction you were pointing and nodded with an excited smile. “My, what an excellent choice you made! I will go fetch it for you in a moment dear!” The worker, a lady who seemed to be in her late twenties, walked with a hop to her step towards the dress. Something about the dress called to you, maybe it was the purple skirt or the corset. 
“Here you go, miss!” By the time the lady had come back, Eliott had returned, in his hands he had another dress that he immediately discarded in one of the nearby racks and gently took the dress the lady had gotten for you. “This one! Oh, this is the one!” Without a moment's notice, he shoved you into one of the changing rooms with the dress.
With a huff, you sigh and roll your eyes before looking at the gown in your hands. The fabric was silky and very beautiful. The purple wasn’t too bright or too dull, it was just perfect. Once more, you took off your clothes and began slipping into the dress. You gasp in how easy it was to put it on, the material taking the shape of your body. 
For one, the dress didn’t feel rough or itchy. 
Looking at yourself in the mirror, you could only stare in amazement. The dress really fit you, it made you look different. “Do you need help zipping the dress dear?” The lady asked from outside the changing room. Looking away, you call back. “Yes please!” In fluid motions, the lady enters and gives you another smile. 
Closing the curtain behind her, she tells you to turn around and pulls up the zipper. “There! And look at you!” Once more, you gaze into the mirror and can’t believe that the person standing in front of it is you. “Let’s go show it to your friend.” She pulls you along, albeit a lot gentler than Eliott.
“Wow…” Is the first thing Eliott says, his eyes wide in shock. You glance away, feeling flustered with all the staring. Fiddling with the dresses’ sleeves, you do a mini twirl. “So, does this fit your fancy?” You ask jokingly. Eliott nods, a big and bright smile on his lips. “This one is the one!” Taking you by the hand, he twirls you again. 
You giggle, content that your friend managed to find a dress for you. Even though you would have been fine with any dress. “Alright, we will be taking this dress ma’am!” Eliott says to the lady. “Very well, when you are ready, take it to the front then.” And with that, she takes her leave with a content smile. “Does this mean we are done?” You asked hopefully.
Eliott grins, “Nope! We still need to buy other accessories and shoes!”
You let out a defeated groan.
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“This is the first and last time I ever go shopping with Eliott…” You grumbled, biting into the tender chicken. Rollo sighs tiredly, the cup of coffee he had ordered halfway done. After another hour of looking for shoes, jewelry, and a mask to go with the dress, the four of you were done for the day. “You were the one who wanted to bring them.”
“Yeah, well I thought it would have been a fun shopping trip. Not us turning into mannequins.” Leaning back onto the chair of the booth, you stretch your tired and sore legs. Great seven, the amount of high heels you had to try on before setting on a silver pair had you crying on the inside. 
“And to top it off, Jules and Eliott ran off with our outfits!” You continued to rant. Your two so called friends had made sure to pay for the costumes at different times so you wouldn’t see what the other chose. Then after they were all in the boxes, they ran off spouting some bullshit about doing a last minute errand. “When I see that peach-haired bastard I will kick his ass until next week.”
Rollo chuckles weakly, and wow, he must be running low on energy if he didn’t even reprimand you because of your language. Not that you blamed him, after a long day of shopping, the both of you decided to stop at Rollo’s favorite restaurant and eat before going back on campus. The food was your reward for such a long and exhausting day. Finishing the rest of your food in silence, you let your mind wonder about the activities planned tomorrow.
“You will be welcoming the people from NRC and RSA tomorrow right?” You asked, Rollo nods, a new cup of coffee in his hands. “Yes, Jules and Eliott will be accompanying me.” That means that you wouldn’t be able to have your usual routine of breakfast and morning walk. “Guess we won’t be able to see each other until the afternoon.” Maybe it had been your tiredness or just the excitement running through your body that gave you the courage to lay your head on his shoulder.
Rollo stiffened, but relaxed after a few seconds. Hesitantly, he held your hand, his cup of coffee on the table. “Hey…can I join you guys in showing the guests around?” Rollo hums, “Don’t you have to perform the welcome and opening ceremony?”
“Well, yeah, but I mean after I do that. I won’t have anything to do after the performance and I don’t feel like going to the food stands or playing the local games without you or the other guys.” Pressing your cheek against his shoulder, you take a peek at him. “Plus, I wanna meet Yuu and Grim.”
Placing his hand on top of your head, he gives you a gentle pat. “Very well, once you finish with the welcome and opening ceremony we will wait for you at the entrance of the battle arena.”  
“Why would you wait for me there?”
His lips quirk up just a bit, “Because the first place I will take the guests is to the battle arena to see the performances.” You let his words sink in, your tired mind slowly processing the information he was giving you. “Ah! Right! The whole point of calling it a welcome ceremony is because we are trying to make them feel welcome and the opening ceremony is to officially begin the week-long celebration.” Dear lord, you must be tired as hell if you managed to forget that small yet important piece of information. Grumbling under your breath, you leaned in further into Rollo. 
The third year boy stayed still, his green eyes on your figure. Fondness in his eyes as he watched your eyelids flutter shut, the activities of today taking their toll on you. Pulling you close to him, he gazes out of the window of the booth you sat in. Tomorrow would be Monday, the official start of the week-long celebration of the Masquerade. 
Meaning that Malleus Draconia will be there. 
At this, he frowns. He would have preferred it if you wouldn’t join him on touring the City Of Flowers to the guests. Just the thought of Draconia being near you along with those hooligans from NRC and RSA made him shiver in disgust. When it came to magic, he didn’t like it when it was near you. 
But he wouldn’t prevent you from wanting to learn more about it. Rollo isn’t the type of person that oppressed others just because he didn’t like something. Looking back to your sleeping face, he felt a pinch of guilt. He knew that what he was about to do on the day of the ball would hurt you. Not physically, but you would feel betrayed. And while that also hurt him, he just couldn’t let it go.
The image of his brother, crying for help as he reached out towards him was engraved into his memory. During dark nights, he would stay awake, not being able to sleep without his face appearing in his dreams. He had vowed to get justice for what happened to him, starting by eradicating the very thing that killed him.
Something that could also kill you.
He will do what he has to do in order to protect you, even if it means hurting the city he has grown to love. And maybe you will hate him, resent him for his actions, but that was fine. As long as you lived in a safe world, then everything was fine.
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Soo...
How yall feelin about a Swan Lake AU??? I haven't seen it done yet so I might make it if yall like the idea-
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─ A wish the heart didnt make ─ 
 Let me introduce my twst oc, Yuu Serse. 
She’s inspired by Circe in the Disney Villains Novel, The Odd Sisters.
More to come about her, this is just the beginning. 
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