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First Date - Diasomnia
SUMMARY: What would your first date with him be like? I know first dates might not go so well, but let's pretend these are different. ;)
CHARACTERS: Malleus Draconia; Silver; Sebek Zigvolt & Lilia Vanrouge
TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader; Flirting; Kissing
WARNING: None. Except maybe a little spoiler about Silver that he tells in Twisted Halloween: Spectral Soiree
WORD COUNT: An average of 710 words per character.
Heartslabyul / Savanaclaw / Octavinelle / Scarabia / Pomefiore / Ignihyde / Diasomnia
COMMENTS: I think Diasomnia is the hardest dorm to write for me. That's because, apart from Malleus, I don't have many romantic feelings for the others. I like them, I love Lilia, but not in that way. But I still try my best to write something that I think you will like. I just hope it's good enough.
I hope you enjoy ;)
Aaaah, the day has finally arrived. Malleus already wanted to ask you on a date for a long time. But with his status, doing something like that in public wasn't a good idea. Something like that being public knowledge could be bad for him and especially for you. After all, he learned from a young age to deal with rumors and social pressure. Besides, no one in their right mind would mess with him. But not only are you human, you can't even use magic. He doesn't even want to think about how your life could be affected because of him. At least for now.
So your first date would have to be discreet and even a secret. Fortunately, you two are quite fans of secrets. He doesn't tell you where he's going to take you. You only find out when the two of you are already in the front yard of the ruins of an abandoned mansion. If you also like abandoned places like him (and me) you will find that mansion fascinating! If you're not a big fan, maybe you'll be a little scared. But either way, you'll find it a strange and perhaps a little disappointing choice for a first date to say the least.
“Something the matter?” he asks you. You say no, that you're just intrigued and curious to know why he chose that place. He smiles, amused. “Then we must enter, to satisfy your curiosity.” he takes a step in front and extends his hand to you. “Shall we?” You take it and the two walk hand in hand through the undone front yard.
That place make you feel a little unease, so you end up squeezing his hand and taking your other hand to his arm, like hugging it. It makes him happy, knowing that you see him as someone who will protect you.
As soon as you walk through the front doors, you see that, despite being slightly run-down, the interior is magnificent. A mansion so gorgeous that seeing it in ruins even feels like blasphemy. He can see it in your face which makes him laugh. You are still holding hands, so he leads you to the dining room while he tells you a little about the history of that mansion. Nothing too scary. People had to evacuate many years ago and just never came back.
The dining room still had the long table, the chairs, the furniture, a few damaged paintings and even a vase of dead flowers in the middle of the table. He pulls out one of the chairs for you to sit on. This one was in bad shape, but as soon as he touched it, it instantly restored itself. You sit down, and he loves the way you're looking at him, intrigued to know what he's going to do.
Standing beside you and smiling at you, he snaps his fingers. And the entire room is restored with his magic. As if time were turning back to his state of glory. He never took his eyes off you. Your smile is the most beautiful thing in the entire mansion. And you are surprised again when the three ghosts of the Ramshackle Dorm appear as butlers to serve you dinner. Malleus asked them for that favor. Of course, your favourite dishes.
He sits right next to you. “Tell me, is this good enough for a first date? Should I restore the entire mansion and the garden as well?” You tell him how you feel, that it's more than enough, that it's one of the most beautiful things anyone's ever done for you. He takes your hands in his and look you in the eyes “I'm glad this pleases you so much. But something inside me wants a little more than this. I'm looking forward to the day when we'll be just like this, but in my castle and with my grandmother, the queen, getting to know you and seeing you as I do.” and he caresses your cheek.
You tell him how much you look forward to that day too, while smiling and bringing your forehead closer to his. After these touch each other, it's your lips' turn.
It will probably have to be you asking Silver out on a first date to wait for him to do it. Not that he didn't want to ask you, but he's not exactly the best in that department. He can be a little... clueless. You will catch him by surprise with your invitation. “A date? No, it's not that I don't want to go on one with you. It's quite the opposite. I'm sorry I didn't express it in the better way.” He gives you his sweetest smile and blushes a little “I-I would love to go on a date with you.”
When you ask about what you could do on this date, he asks you to let him be the one to prepare everything. Since it's the least he can do for not being the one inviting you. That and since he's from Twisted Wonderland, he might have an easier time figuring out places you can go together.
He's a simple, sweet guy who made the mistake of asking his dad for ideas. Luckily he is aware that bungee jumping would not be a good first date idea. Okay, okay, but after messing with his son for a bit, Lilia still manages to give a good tip: go to a place with animals and work your magic... Not your real magic, dummy.
Well, the only thing he can remember is a picnic. He just hope it's not too boring for you. He doesn't do anything too elaborate. Like I said, he's a simple guy. But the place he chose to take you was beautiful. a small glade in the forest on the edge of a small peaceful river. You can hear the water of the river mixed with the birds singing.
You hold the basket as he spreads out the picnic blanket. And suddenly, at the two opposite ends of the blanket, two little birds appear to help him spread it out. You can't hide your surprise and it makes him smile in amusement. You sit down and start your picnic. And some animals appear while you are distracted by each other.
You begin to notice that new birds of other colours have appeared. Squirrels, with both those big fluffy tails and the short-tailed ones. And rabbits, some gray and some brown. Silver sees the way you look at them, the face of someone who wants to pet them. So he uses his "magic" to make the animals approach him and you. Thanks to it, you can pet all those animals, birds, squirrels and rabbits. You may not realize it, but he smiles while seeing your own smile.
Suddenly, those animals start running away. But you don't know why. Until you hears very heavy footsteps approaching. Silver automatically stands and takes a defensive position in front of you to protect you. From the middle of the trees a big bear appears! You get scared, but Silver doesn't. In fact, he even relaxes a little. The bear itself is not even standing, it is standing on all fours and does not look angry.
Silver turns to you, smiling and extends a hand to you who were still sitting on the blanket. “Do not be afraid. I know this bear.” You look at him in shock. “Everything is fine. She just know I was here and wanted to say hello. Would you like to meet her?” You take his hand and he helps you up. He slowly approaches the bear, without taking his hands off your shoulders. He takes your hand and holds it out to the bear, who sniffs it and then lowers her head to let you pet her. A few seconds later you hear some small grunts near your feet. Cub bears!
His father was right. You were so happy playing with those cute little cubs. And even Mama Bear thought she should help you two out a little bit. She pushes you with her muzzle so you fall into Silver's arms. And you take the opportunity to hug him and tell him how amazing that date was being. And if you kiss him on the cheek, he'll kiss your cheek right back, until the two of you are on each other's lips.
(Lilia may or may not be spying on you two and celebrating in silence.)
How did you do that? All people who know Sebek are incredulous! It took a long time to arrive this moment. And meanwhile, the way he treats you has changed. He still calls you Human, but this time it's more like a pet name, a bit like Malleus calls you Child of Man. And he smiles at you a lot more, although most of the time he still has that serious grimace of his. And how did he invite you on the date?
“HUMAN!” he catches your attention and approaches you. “Can I talk to you for a minute?” The two of you move away from the others to speak more privately. And he starts to blush “I... um...” he takes a deep breath “Would you like to come with me on a date?” You often hear people saying that phrase in another word order, but still you accept, laughing a little. “You... EXCELLENT!” he smiles at you, the kind of smile he only gave Malleus. And says he will pick you up the next afternoon.
He knocks effusively on the door, so much so that it scares you. When you open the door, the first thing you see is a huge bouquet of chrysanthemums in your favourite colours. You pick it up and hold it in your arms. You look at Sebek and... um... I mean he looks very handsome and elegant, but was a suit like that needed for a first date? He looked more like he was in the new Operation Proposal group. Nonetheless, the sight of him in that suit could make you blush. He had a confident smile on his face until he looks at your clothes. Well, he didn't warn you that it was going to be that kind of date. So you dressed for a "normal" one.
“WHAT IS THAT? Don't tell me you don't have date clothes! You should have told me! I would have provided you with the best outfit for the occasion!” You argue with him a bit about there being different types of dates and he didn't specify the type of date because he wanted to surprise you. “*Sigh* You’re right. I apologize for not giving you enough information to choose your outfit correctly.” Fortunately, you had more suitable clothing for the occasion. You go up to your room to change and when you come down, you can see his smug face blush.
He takes you to... Diasomnia. He takes immense pride in his dorm and wanted to get you to the best place possible. He has prepared a room especially for the two of you. With the help of Lilia, Silver and maybe even Malleus. (Let's pretend in this "reality", Malleus isn't that attached to you) And, surprise or not: a candlelit dinner. In this case with green fire. Lilia told him it was a classic.
The main course was a typical traditional Briar Valley dish. But dessert was your favourite. Yes, there were times when he spoke of Malleus. You cannot change it on him. And later, somehow, you ended up talking about his parents. You start to tease him about his mother falling in love with a "mere" human. Couldn't that be a parallel with the two of you as well?
“Do not be ridiculous! I would never fall in love with a mere human! My standers are reasonably higher than that.” And if you ask him why you two are on a date: “Weren't you paying attention to what I was saying? I said that I would never fall in love with a mere human. I cannot believe you identify as one! Do you really believe that a mere human would do everything you've done? There are humans capable of using magic, who would never reach your heels. So, never again believe that you are on such a low level, do you hear me?!”
You smile, more flattered than ever. Which makes him smile too. This is your chance to challenge him to prove how special he really thinks you are. How? How about a kiss? After all, this is a date, isn't it?
The way Lilia asked you out on a date was so... him... that you didn't even know if he was just joking or being serious. Either way, you accepted it. Which seemed to surprise him a little. “Khee hee hee. Very well then. A date shall be.” If you ask when, he'll smirk at you. “You enjoy surprises as well, correct?” then he kisses your cheek and disappears.
You would be expecting him to show up at least the next day, right? And that's why he only appears the day after that. Or rather, the night after that. You hear knocking on your window, you draw the curtains, but you see nothing. Until he suddenly appears upside down outside. After the scare he gave you, you open the window.
“Khee hee. Good evening, prefect.” He looks at the pajamas you have on. “It's not what I expected you to wear for our date, but it sure is different. Khee hee, worry not. I'll give you time to change. I'll wait for you in the living room.” Before he leaves your room, you try to ask him where you are going so you know what to wear. “Um... very well, I'll give you a hint: dress to have fun.” And that's the only clue he gives you. Just in case, you dress in a little more sporty style, but still pretty.
He tells you it's an excellent choice and how good that outfit looks on you. You walk to the Mirror chamber for, through the looking glass, him to take you to... an Amusement Park. And since it's already night, the park is all lit up with the colours of the rides and food stalls. Coming from a kingdom solely reliant on magic, this sort of things are fascinating to him. And better, since magic is not necessary to have fun there, nothing prevents you from having as much fun as he does.
He will try to take you to the most crazy rides. If you like that, great! You are going to be the bravest couple in the entire park. Which will contrast with how cute you two are on the outside. If you don't like these rides. There is absolutely no problem. He will ride with you wherever you want and feel comfortable riding. The priority is you. If you are having fun, he will be having fun with you. That and, let's face it, this guy probably already did crazier things than riding a roller-coaster. Which means your fun is more important.
After the rides, you have dinner together at one of the food stalls. He offers to pay for everything. Old chivalry. After eating and before leaving, he suggests that the two of you take a look at the prize booths. He would like the two of you to carry away some good memories of that day.
A small plush of a black and pink bat catches your eye and you tell Lilia how much that plush reminds you of him. Not just for the colours (and the size) but also because both are so cute! “Would you like to try to win one? I make a point of paying for your attempts.” he doesn't want you to worry about money, just having fun.
The prize is a target shooting stand. You have to blow up the balloons with a dart. You have three tries, you need to get at least two right to get that bat. But everyone fails. Lilia notices that the prize booth guy is using magic to make you fail, but doesn't comment. Instead, he pretends not to have noticed and offers to win the plush for you himself.
Fooled by his cute appearance, the guy does the same trick on him, but it fails miserably. With just a quick gesture, he hits the three balloons in a row. Which surprises/scares the booth guy. He could get the highest prize, but he just wants the little bat. “Oh, actually I have a proposal for you.” he says with his cute smile. “What if, instead of the highest prize, you gave us those two stuffed bats? Maybe that could also redeem you from using magic against my dear date. Surely you regret using such a low trick?” he's still smiling, but his bright red eyes are menacing.
He got the black bat with pink details for you and a pink bat with black details for himself. Now, he also had something that reminded him of you. “I hope that trick of his didn't make you sad that your attempts failed.” You say maybe at first, but after seeing Lilia in action and scaring that guy, you're even glad you failed the balloons just to see that. “Khee hee hee. Your way of seeing the positive side of things is undoubtedly irresistible.” and he kisses your cheek “Um? Why that face? Were you expecting another kind of kiss?” he smirks, as an invitation to be yourself and get what you want from him.
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"Congratulations. You made me laugh."
#clenching my fist#that smile#that damned smile#your honor i love him#[—#twisted wonderland#twst#twst art#jamil viper#twst jamil#★'-my-art#—]#jamil fluff jamil fluff jamil fluff jamil fluf
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Dancing with Malleus Draconia🌕
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A Sleepy Diasomnia
Notes: Character X Reader, female Reader, Malleus, Silver, Sebek, Lilia, everyone is a romantic relationship, fluff
Warnings: none
You were having trouble sleeping as of late and it was badly affecting your daily life. More often than once did you doze off during lessons, which made all your teachers upset. Your close friend Epel and Jack recommended several ideas for you, yet none of them worked. Taking both of their suggestions you found yourself actually following what your friends recommended.
Once your lessons finished you started running around the school while peeling apples. The running around was suggested by Jack and the apple peeling Epel. it was a skill you actually developed from hanging around the two.
On your run you hear your name being called. Looking over you see:
A, Malleus
B, Silver
C, Sebek
D, Lilia
Clik on the name you would like to be with~
#twst#twisted wonderland#malleus#lilia#sebek#silver#sleepy diasomnia#diasomnia x reader#romantic#fluf#female reader
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Genderbent jack howl x fem twst reader please
Thank you. My angel from above.
♡ Reader is female! Men DNI!!! Pure fluff because Jack is a minor (and the goodest of boys). ♡
*Ahem*
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Quick headcanon about Fem Jack! That I had, she's definitely that one house plant masc lesbian. Just saying...
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♡- Let's start off with the basics. How you pulled this beauty is an absolute mystery, it doesn't matter how attractive of a girl you are, Jack isn't the kind of girl to fall for looks nor is she the kind of girl to swoon over someone because of status.
♡- When you two started dating, she really didn't know what to do???? She has never had a girlfriend before she met you, but she does take it VERY SERIOUSLY, as wolves mate for life, and she wouldn't be dating you if she had doubts.
♡- She may need some help with planning dates. She's not exactly big on dates as Jack prefers to spend quality time together or do acts of service than to go on dates. Her idea of a date is definitely just running together in the morning or going to look at cactuses (Houseplant lesbian I REPEAT- HOUSEPLANT LESBIAN!!!) But if you prefer romantic dates or something cuter (wdym looking at plants isn't cute enough???) She'll try harder and buy you apology plants.
♡- She'll definitely let you pet or cuddle her tail, just not in public. She's a little bit of a tsundere, so she gets more flustered than you think. Having her around is like having your own fucking pillow. Sad? Tail. Rough day? Tail. You're on your period? TAIL. Did somebody make you angry? MOTHER FLUFFING TAIL!!!! But she would let you brush it and snuggle in it as long as you don't do it in public or around the other girls.
♡- Speaking of Periods, she completely understands, she has really bad cramps and it gets in the way of her athletics sometimes. So she has everything ready, chocolate, heating pad, pain killers, tissues, tampons or pads, and a lil comfort plant to make you feel better :D!! (These lesbians and their mf plants-)
♡- Despite how tomboyish Jack is, she definitely still has a feminine side, and she likes to embrace it at times. She's not the best with makeup but she's really good at nails, body care, and skincare (Mama Vil taught her well). But she loves when you ask her to go shopping, because most girls she was around definitely didn't ask her to do many girl things, Vil was the only one who even bothered when they were children, so she loves when you ask. Even if it's not for girl shopping she'll buy a few things regardless (like a small cactus!)
♡- Athletic Beastwomen Gf, she definitely picks you up. Carries her cute gf around like a lil burrito. When she works out in her room, she definitely does those cute gym things gym couples do, her tail wags the whole time it's so cute. But point it out and you will get kicked out, like- IMMEDIATELY.
♡- For my trans girlies, she doesn't care. You love her right? She loves you too. It doesn't bother her, as long as you're loyal and loving she couldn't give a damn, she doesn't judge people based of biological gender or body parts.
♡- Overall 9/10 gf, she loves you and is Overall a very chill gf, just don't do too much PDA or point out her wagging tail, and she's fine. She'll probably try to get you to be athletic like her if you're not already out of pure care for your well being, but she won't force you. But definitely one of the best gfs you could ask for. (She got a -1 point because she loves her cactus more than you, sorry, I don't make the rules, that's how them plant lesbians be.)
#twisted wonderland#twst genderbend#fem twst#twst x female reader#jack howl#jack howl x reader#jack howl headcanons#genderbend#genderbend x reader#twst jack#houseplants#lesbian#plant lesbian#jack howl x yuu#🎀
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Haircut- Ruggie Bucchi x reader (Little bit of angst)
Publishing stories that I either wrote a while back or started writing and never got around to finish. May do a part 2 to some of these if I have time. Self-indulgent Ruggie fic because he has always been one of my fav twst characters and has been on my home screen for the greater part of two years ;;;; he has so much unexplored depth that people tend to look over and I would really like to write a character study on him (that along with a study on Kalim, and maybe a further study on their friendship dynamic...)(I've been doing a lot of analyzing and interpreting metaphors in my classes,,, the lines between school and hobby are blurring aaahhhh)
TW: Poverty, a little bit of blood but not a lot, injury, insecurity, absent parents, death
Ruggie nervously runs his hands along the now shorter, nearly shaved sides of his head, the fluff that ran between his ears and down the back of his head much more prominent and fluffed out. His ears twitch at the sudden summer breeze, unused to being so open to the elements. He no longer has to blow his bangs out of his eyes, the brown that was once a small portion of his hair now making up the majority, the blonde only coming out when he pushes his hair back with his hand.
His hair had never been cut so close to the sides, never been so short before. He keeps catching himself rubbing his hands over the short strands. Even when he was younger and had to cut it, his grandmother would always leave it a little on the shaggier side, cutting it so that he could see and it didn't cover too much of his neck.
It all started when he was about to return to NRC after spending the duration of summer break in his hometown, picking up extra hours because he didn't have to worry about homework, tutoring the neighborhood kids, and helping his grandmother around the house just as he had before he had to go to school. At some point, it got in his eyes so often that he had to continually tie it back out of his eyes, a short, flower like tuft atop his head with spiky strands sticking out of the sides and the rest of his hair cascading down the back of his neck, another hair tie going to putting that in a small ponytail.
He came home that night, sweaty, tired, and thoroughly worn out from the day. He collapsed on one of the wooden chairs that was in the kitchen, sighing as his grandmother walked in, laughing.
"What...?" He frowns, looking up at the woman.
"Ya look like a show horse," His grandmother holds him close, taking both the ties out and watching as his hair falls around his face, completely obscuring his eyes and draping down his neck. "Don't'cha think you should cut it?"
"Ya think I should?" She hums, detangling the strands with her claws as Ruggie sighs and leans into her comforting touch, allowing his eyes to slip closed as she fixes his hair. She pulls away, cupping his face in her hands and blowing on his face, making him squirm.
"Bibi..." He whines as she pulls away, ducking into one of the cabinets under the sink and rummaging around. "Let me get whatever you're lookin' for, I don't want ya to get hurt-"
She huffs, standing from her position with a groan as she brushed off her skirt, old scissors in hand. "Sit." He does as she says, a little unnerved by the familiar look of determination in her eyes as she brandished the object. "Don't you wanna look put together for your little friend back on campus?"
"Friend...?" He flushes.
"The one you're tryin' to court," She says matter-of-factly as Ruggie feels some of his hair be lifted and he hears the familiar snip of the scissors, watching the sandy strands fall to the ground in thick chunks. The blush creeps up his neck and he pouts.
"Bibi, it's not like that at all!" He winces when she grabs both sides of his head and moves him so he's sitting up straight. "They're just a friend of mine, promise."
"Do not lie to me, mister," She says. "I raised you since you were a minute old, I know ya too well for you to try playin' these tricks on me!"
"Right..." He sighs, staring at his clenched fists that sit in his lap. "It's not gonna get anywhere, though. They don't like me like that." He feels a rush of sadness, his heart aching as their smiling face flashes in their mind, quickly followed by the familiar burn of envy when he thinks about them being with anyone else. Nobody had treated him with such kindness before, nobody had listened to his story in earnest, taken in every detail and attached it to his character rather than just writing him off as a petty thief from the slums.
But even more importantly... nobody else had seen past that. Nobody else had looked him in the eyes and told him that where he came from didn't define his worth, didn't define who he was as a person. That yes, it was a part of him, but it wasn't him.
He was more than a petty thief, more than the slums, more than a deceased mother and absent father. He was Ruggie, and that's all they cared about.
Maybe that's why they were able to capture his closed off heart so easily.
"What makes ya think that?" His grandmother interrupts his train of thought, continuing to cut through his coarse hair, the strands making his neck and back itch until it's nearly unbearable.
"I..." He pauses. "They're smart, and strong, and kind. I-I wouldn't wanna drag them down with me, y'know? They... they deserve more than that."
"If they were really worth this much of your attention, they wouldn't be the kind of person to care about all that," She was right, Ruggie knew that. The prefect wouldn't care to live the kind of life that he had to live, but he didn't want them to. As much as it pained him to say, he wanted for them to not have to fight to live anymore than they already are in Ramshackle.
With a stab of pain to his heart, he realized that he would rather them marry someone like Kalim or Leona- someone with status, wealth, someone that could take care of them and keep them safe, keep them comfortable and happy for the rest of their life.
His grandmother sighs. "If they care about you this much, they'll accept everything about you."
"I-I don't know if they actually care," His gut twists at the thought of them liking him back- a mix of anxiety and excitement that makes him sick to his stomach. He knew it was a lie, though. Of course they cared for him. Of course, after everything they've done...
"They do. They stuck with ya during the Magshift match, didn't they?" She pushes his head down, cutting off another layer of hair from the back. His mind flashes back to that day, the intolerable pain of his throat and lungs being turned to sand, watching parts of his own arm crumble to bits and fall to the ground with drops of his own blood dripping into the dry dirt. And, of course, the prefect pulling him away from Leona, dragging him to safety and holding him in their lap as they tried to get his lungs to function normally, using their blazer to block his face so he wouldn't breathe in any more dust than he already has.
"Breathe, Ruggie," He remembers hearing their soft, shaking voice in his haze, hand rubbing the sides of his throat. "Breathe, please."
And, of course, the other times. Giving him their lunch when they 'weren't hungry', working with him in the Lounge and helping him fight off unruly customers, doing laundry with him, sitting with him while he cried on his eighteenth birthday, the familiar guilt of his life being traded for his mother's filling his heart as it does every year.
They cared. They cared more than anyone besides his grandmother had. That's what scared him the most.
"Listen, kipenzi," The woman's normally gruff voice is soft, taking on a tone that he heard often when he was a little kid. "This person means a lot to ya, I can tell," She resumes, now standing in front of him and cutting his bangs, making him wrinkle his nose and hold in a sneeze. "You're a smart boy, open your eyes and see what's really happening."
"I know I'm bein'..."
"A boy in love. That's what you're bein' right now," She chuckles, taking the hair on the sides of his head off in thick chunks, going shorter than she had with the front and back of his hair. "I know you're not the kind of person to do these things without thinkin', or without fightin' it as much as you can. You've been that way since you were a little boy, y'know?" She chuckles and he closes his eyes, feeling tears well up behind his eyelids. "You're smarter than that, and I know that you know what you're doing."
"I don't-" His voice breaks and he fights the urge to sniffle. Ruggie's face flushed a light pink in embarrassment, crying over a school crush in front of his grandmother, who simply hushes him and wipes his tears with her thumb.
"You do know. You just have to be more confident. I know you can do that. You're my strong, confident little boy," She kisses the space between his eyebrows. "And ya always have been, nobody can change that fact."
"How can I...?" He gulps, trying to hold in his sniffles as she finishes cutting his hair, placing the scissors on the table and pulling him in for a hug, lightly pushing his face into the crook of her neck as he tried to control his breathing, the feeling of doubt that he's become quickly accustomed to muffling any coherent thought he could piece together.
"Do what you always do. That's what attracted them in the first place, no?" He nods as she backs away and hands him a small mirror. He smiles as he looks at his reflection, rubbing the sides and laughing at the rougher texture, playing with his bangs and shaking out the extra hair that may have gotten caught.
He's pulled back to the present, standing in the courtyard brimming with students, new and old. He recognizes some familiar faces; Riddle lecturing some of his new arrivals, the Octavinelle trio practically scaring their new students half to death, Kalim excitedly showing some students around, Epel from Spelldrive club last year adjusting the crown given to the Dorm Leader of Pomefiore every year, Ortho, now donning the Ignihyde Dorm Leader uniform, and the new Dorm Leader and Vice Dorm Leader of Diasomnia, Silver and Sebek, the latter of the two yelling so loud that Ruggie was sure that even the non beastmen could hear him from where he was standing.
His heart leaps when his eyes land on the Prefect, grinning and giving them a wave.
"So," He practically runs up to them, nudging them with his shoulder. "How was summer vacation with the Headmaster?"
They chuckle in response. "Short lived. He sent me to Crewel's after the first two weeks." Ruggie frowns at that, sighing dramatically.
"Oh how terrible~!" They punch him lightly and he laughs. "You seem pretty normal, though, so you weren't tortured or forced to be one of his dogs or anything."
The Prefect nods in response. "You seem pretty normal too, except," They smile, and he feels his heart soar at the sight. "Nice haircut. Trying something different?" He shrugs.
"It's my third year, y'know? Gotta switch things up," He, as if on instinct, pushes his hand along the side of his head.
They smile. "It's cute," He pauses, nearly choking on air as he fights the blush from creeping across his face. "I'm gonna miss the old fluff, though."
"It's still fluffy on top," He simpers, ducking his head. They take the hint and, although hesitant, run their hands through the longer part on top. He bites back a hum of contentment as he feels their delicate touch run along his scalp, brushing over the nearly bare sides before dropping off his head- much sooner than the hyena would have liked.
They smile at him before opening their mouth to say something else, cut off by their first year- well, now second year- friends.
"Prefect! Over here!" The prefect waves at them before turning back to Ruggie. "Hey, so, I have to run. But lets hang out soon, okay? Especially now that you don't have to babysit Leona," They both laugh at that. "See you later, Savanaclaw Dorm Leader."
"Y-yeah, bye!" He watches them run to the former first years, suddenly excited for the school year that lays ahead of him. With a pep to his step, he strides back to the mirror chamber, already planning to decide how he was going to confess.
#twst#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland headcannons#twst headcannons#ruggie bucchi twst#ruggie bucchi x reader#twst ruggie#twst x reader#twisted wonderland x reader#twst angst#twst fanfic#twisted wonderland fanfic#twst fanfiction#twisted wonderland fanfiction
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these prompts are so fucking funny and I absolutely MUST know your answers to the following for any of the Core Four (or if another character speaks to you, go for it)....... 13, 16, 22, 24, 29, 34 and 38
@sparrowmoth THANK YOU SPARROW <33 THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN. i threw some twst in the mix for spice, but its mostly various combos of the rotten ot4. i, uh. wrote a bunch of little drabbles. bon apetit
13. Who would smoke weed in a confessionary?
"I mean, does she have a rule against it?" Ruggie asks, wiggling his fingers. His hair is mussed-- artfully, though Riddle is loathe to admit it-- and his clothes are rumpled. Likely from the manhandling Riddle gave him as he dragged him outside by the wrist a few minutes ago. Ruggie's chin is balanced on his palm, elbow leaning on his bent knees, looking for all purposes like the patron saint of not-giving-a-damn.
"Well--" Riddle puffs his chest out, before deflating in defeat. "No. Not that specifically. But--! You got thrown out of a church!"
Ruggie tips his face towards the sky, squinting in thought. His legs are splayed over the church steps, and the stained glass behind him is bathing him all kinds of colors. It's beautiful; it makes him understand the artists of yore, trying to capture their muse. Riddle hates it with a passion.
"Worth it."
"You are such a bad influence!" Riddle cries. "I mean-- drugs! Illicit substances! In a place of worship!"
"I'm s'possed to confess my crimes, right? What better way than by showin' him exactly what I've been doing?"
Riddle shoves at his shoulder. "You're the worst!"
"Yeah, but Queenie," he sways into Riddle's space, filling the air in front of Riddle's face with warmth, with the smell of him. "Which one of us is out here with me?"
Riddle smacks the back of his head. Ruggie just laughs.
16. Who would be best at drag?
Jay poses dramatically in the mirror, the eyeliner and glitter covering his eyes anything but tasteful. He buries a hand in his hair, fluffing the ends up, pursing his lips in a mockery of coyness.
Behind him, Mal cackles like a hyena. Evie is surveying her work with a critical eye, sweeping him over. Stepping closer to him, she grips him by the straps of his remarkably stupidly short dress. When he's standing still enough for her tastes, she sweeps a necklace from her pocket, glittering silver.
It's cold around his neck. He turns to survey himself again, eyeing the way it brings out the warm tones in his skin. "Oh, yeah," he says, cocking a hip. "I look hot!"
Mal buries her face in her pillow to muffle the hysterical screams of mirth she's giving out. But what does she know, anyway?
22. Who lets the intrusive thoughts win constantly?
Evie eyes herself critically in the pitifully small screen of her phone. She has the camera on, pointed at herself, squinting past pixels and smudges to get a good look at her appearance. She curses herself for forgetting her compact; she's in the trenches at this very fancy, very Auradon party without it.
Well, she needs to reapply her lipstick, that much is obvious. And she should probably excuse herself to the little girl's room to re-do her hair. It's starting to look a little... frizzy. And oh, God, is that a pimple--?!
Carlos shouts, with the kind of rage that levels happy little kingdoms like Auradon, "Oh my God, you did not just drop your fucking pickle into my drink!"
Mal laces her hands behind her head, smirking in self-satisfaction. "Well, you said you didn't want to eat it."
"I don't want to drink it either, you little shit--"
"I can always feed it to you like a baby bird?"
Carlos stands, grabs his water glass, and dumps it over Mal's head. She gasps, her perfectly curled and style hair plastered to her skin. Her eyes are flaring, but she's stifling laughter, even as she launches herself over the table with a shout of, "De Vil--!"
Evie sighs into her hands. Well, at least she's not worried about how she looks, anymore.
24. Who goes to a haunted place only to start yelling at the ghosts to try to challenge them?
"Come on out, little ghosties!" Mal shouts. Jay presses a palm over her mouth, trying and failing to quiet her. She merely grips his palm and yanks it away from her face. "The big, mean, evil faerie is here! Come and get me! I'm not scared of you! My mom's the mistress of all evil, bitches! You're nothing!"
"Big?" Jay asks, raising an eyebrow.
Mal whirls on him, jabbing a finger to his chest. "Say that again, and I'll turn you into a ghost."
He holds up his hands in surrender, but his grin gives up the game. "Girl, you like me way too much for that."
"Girl?"
"What, you want me to call you pet names in front of the ghosties? What would you prefer? Baby? Sweetheart?" He slowly wraps his arms around her middle, nosing against her cheek as she hisses putridly at him. "Honey-bunches? Schnookums?"
She guffaws, shoving his face away with her hand. "You're gonna wish you were a ghost by the time I'm done with you, asshole!" She squirms, but he holds steady. When a ghost-- an actor in a morphsuit, as far as he can tell-- jerks out at them, she jumps about a foot in the air with a two-toned, piercing shriek.
She calms, cheeks blazing pink as she stares at the actor in embarrassment. As if it's, like, cringe of her to fall for the whole game of a haunted house?
"Come on, miss evil-faeirie, let's not get thrown out of the haunted house, yeah?"
She snarls at him again, but holds his hand all the way to the end.
29. Who gets arrested the quickest?
Worth it, Evie mouths. She's visible through the window of the cop car, cheek spattered with a splash of dark blood. She looks utterly at home, sighing in lazy contentment. Then, with a start, she sits up, opening the door.
"Puppy? Take my bag, will you?" She says, handing him her blue, sequined purse. He takes it, nearly pitching forward from the sheer unexpected weight. He let's out a loud, annoyed groan, hefting it up. It clinks audibly.
"How many knives?"
"In there? Oh, honey, too many to count."
The cop comes around the corner, slamming the door shut. Evie laughs into her palm, eyes little half-moon circles of mirth. He says, "I don't want to see you again, Grimhilde."
Sickly sweet, Evie drawls, "Of course not, officer."
34. Who’s been accused of murder?
The lunch table goes deathly quiet. Jay meets Evie's eyes first, then Carlos', then Mal's. As one, they turn to face Chad Charming. He's holding his lunch tray defiantly, sticking his chin out with an arrogant swagger.
"Dude. You realize nobody can die on the Isle, right?"
Chad balks at them. "Really? Oh, thank God. So you haven't killed anyone! I was starting to get worried."
"What?" Evie says. "Worried?"
Mal says, "Do you really think a bunch of Villain Kid's wouldn't take advantage of the fact that corpses don't last?"
Chad's starting to go chalky white.
Evie balances her chin on her hand, sighing wistfully. "I miss being able to get kill the creepy men. It was cathartic, you know?"
"One time I threw Harry into the sea," Carlos adds, tapping away at his phone.
Chad's eyes are shuttered with open fear. Swallowing visibly, he manages, "But not you, Jay?"
He raises an eyebrow. "Why do you think Carlos threw Harry into the sea?"
38. Who accidentally ate 400mg worth of edibles?
"I'm fine," Carlos slurs, sinking into the couch. It's a considerable feat, considering that, before, he'd been sunk so far into it that you could barely see him. He's dressed in one of Jay's sweatshirts, hood pulled up over his head and drawstring tight. His cheeks are flushed and his pupils are blown wide, and he keeps blinking, slowly, and then startling up.
"Yeah, I'm gonna be honest, you really don't seem fine." Mal replies. "Why does it smell like weed? Is that why you're like this?"
"Did you know," Carlos says sharply, with the kind of abrupt cadence of someone deeply inconvenienced, "that cannabis can be cooked into baked goods?"
"Uh oh, you're being a smartass." She presses the back of her hand to his forehead, and he whines. "Very ominous. Never a good sign."
"Shut the fuck up," he mutters, yanking the nearest blanket over his head.
Mal leans over the back of the couch, pitching herself forward. The couch digs into her stomach, her feet hovering off the ground as her face lands in the mess of blankets and pillows on the couch. It's almost nestlike, honestly. She pulls herself up onto her elbows, legs dangling free.
"Did the puppy eat too many pot brownies?" She cooes, reaching out to tap condescendingly at where she thinks his cheek is. He snarls wordlessly. She snorts. "Stay here. I'll get your dumbass some water and food. It'll sober you up."
As she turns toward the kitchen, so weakly she can barely hear it, there's a soft hiss of, "Thanks."
#i think sometimes i need to get just contextless banter and shenanigans out of my system so they dont bleed into my melodramatic novels#so thank you for this#descendants#twisted wonderland#riddleruggie#rotten ot4#carvie#marlos#jal#jayvie#my writing*
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, D!!!!!!
Summary: Today is D's birthday and Takemichi wants to make sure that they have a special day. **note: NOT TWST RELATED. Takemichi is from Tokyo Revengers.
WC: 1593
Tags: fluff, one shot, self insert for D because I said so (but technically gn!reader), Takemichi Hanagaki, established relationship, scary movies, building a fort, cutesie uwu happy bday ;P
© please do not copy and or repost my work as your own, my brain is massive and these are my thoughts.
a/n: TO MY BELOVED BESTIE, @demonichikikomori ♥ I hope you have a wonderful day today, or if you sleep all day, I hope your night is just as wonderful. You're the first fanfic writer I found that I enjoyed and I think you deserve the absolute best in this world. I am forever grateful for your friendship, your company, your time. I'm very, very happy to have you here on this fucked up planet for another year. Thank you for being a wonderful friend to me, I just hope that I can always be as wonderful to you. You are forever in my heart and I could kiss you (no homo, homo ♥) I love you so much. HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (and ps I wrote Takemichi because I cannot write a Ruggie fic to the gold standard Ruggie writer, pls forgive me)
“What are you doing here?” you asked, very confused seeing the person standing in front of you. “What do you mean what are you doing here? It’s your birthday?! I wanted to spend it with my favorite person,” Takemichi said, smiling back at you. “I figured maybe we could… hang out and watch a movie or something,” he said scratching the back of his head.
“It’s just my birthday, it’s nothing special. It’s just like every other day,” you said sharply. The expression leaving Takemichi’s face almost seemed hurt by your words. “Hey, don’t say that,” he said, taking your hand to hold. “This is my favorite day, because it is a day solely for you.” His genuine smile was pure as you stared back at him. You hated how sincerely sweet he was sometimes, but also greatly appreciated it. His words always found you at the right time, bringing you an immense amount of comfort.
You moved out of the doorway and let him inside. “You are so cheesy sometimes, you know that?” you playfully teased. Your words must’ve embarrassed him, or maybe he was already on edge before coming over. He was always in his head, thinking about what ifs and whys, even though you constantly told him to stop. “Oh, uh, yeah I guess so,” he said with a shy smile and looked off somewhere else in the room.
“Sooo, what movie did you want to watch? I’m not super into movies-” you started to say before he cut you off. “True! But you ARE into scary spooky things, and I have your favorite thing. The Strangers,” he said with a cheeky grin and holding up the movie box in his hands. You looked at him, both amazed by his choice of movie and utterly confused. “Are you… sure you want to watch it? I thought you hated scary movies?” you asked with a small laugh.
Takemichi straightened himself up, almost like becoming a new person. “I can handle it, I know it’s just a movie,” he said reassuringly. Something told you this wasn’t reassuring at all, but more so a cry for help. Maybe he wanted you to change your mind and pick a different movie, but the Strangers was your favorite so why would you.
“Ok, if you say so,” you said with a chuckle. You walked into the kitchen to grab a snack for you both while you watched the movie, while Takemichi made his way to the living room to get the movie setup. “What do you want to drink?” you shouted to him from the kitchen. A few moments passed with no answer, so you shouted again. Still no answer. You walked back to look in the living room, he was so entranced in setting up the living room for the movie he hadn’t heard you call to him.
“Takemichi?” you said quietly, even more confused seeing what he was doing. He was fluffing pillows, arranging them on the couch almost to… build a fort? Your voice surprised him, making him smile and laugh nervously. “Sorry, I wanted to watch in a fort… cause I think it’d be fun. And ya know, if you get scared, I am right there for you to hold,” he said. The cheeky grin across his face was adorable. Building a fort, in your living room, to watch a movie together, all because it was your birthday.
“Uhuh, is that really why you want a fort? Because you think I’ll be the one scared?” you asked amusingly with a laugh. Takemichi put his hand on his chest and dropped his jaw. “Are you saying you don’t want to build a fort with me? How could you…” he said sarcastically. You rolled your eyes at him and walked towards the kitchen again. You were going to make a treat for you two to have during the movie, your go-to buttered popcorn with some cheddar flavoring up top. Takemichi would always joke about how simple the snack was, but you loved it, so why not have it for the movie.
You put your popcorn in the microwave, turning it on and leaning on the counter behind you while you waited for it to finish. After a few minutes, the popping stopped, and you haphazardly took the bag out of the microwave. The bag was hot, so you carefully opened it and dumped the buttered popcorn into a large bowl. You opened one of your cabinets, looking through your slew of spices and powders for your white cheddar popcorn powder. Once in hand, you sprinkled a good helping on the popcorn and lightly tossed the popcorn in the bowl to coat it over all the pieces. You grabbed you and Takemichi both a drink from the fridge, gathering it all in your hands carefully and taking it to the living room.
You came back to the living room to see that in the short amount of time you were gone, he had finished the small fort, using the throw blankets on the couch to make the covering and moving your furniture a bit to create the sides of the fort. He was something else. “Wow, I feel like I’m not turning 21 but maybe turning 7 again today,” you laughed. Takemichi looked up at you, smiling from ear to ear while he tried to help take the drinks and popcorn bowl from you. “I have the movie ready to start, but I just wanted to make a safe spot for you, ya know… cause it’s a scary movie and I don’t want you to be afraid,” he said plopping down on the floor that he had covered with more blankets and pillows.
You found a cozy spot in the fort Takemichi had made for you both, snuggling up beside him as he turned the movie on with the remote. As the movie starts and the beginning starts to play, you look over at Takemichi. He seems anxious, does he get scared easily? “Hey, babe, have you ever seen this before?” you asked, popping some popcorn into your mouth. Takemichi laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head again. “Uh, well, no… not exactly. This is the first time watching it,” he said with a small chuckle. You nodded your head slowly in response.
“Inspired.. by true events?” Takemichi asked, turning to you for confirmation. The expression on his face looked so concerned. That’s when it hit you, he is an actual baby watching scary movies. He is not going to make it through this movie at all. “Yes, it is.. Is that ok?” you asked teasingly. Takemichi grabbed the pillow beside him and held it in front of him. “Yes? Why wouldn’t it be, it’s not like it’s happening to us so.. It’s fine,” he answered in a not so reassuring tone.
As the movie continued, it was obvious he was getting more and more paranoid with every minute. Watching the movie must’ve been torture for him, but he was adament that he was going to watch it because it was your favorite and today was your birthday. Every few minutes, even if nothing was really happening, was like a jumpscare for him. It was entertaining hearing him talk to the characters on the tv as if they could hear his advice on what not to do. It was a very adorable sight, if you were being honest. By the time the movie was over, Takemichi was gripping the pillow in his arms so tight that fluffing it would never put it back to the way it was. His eyes were wide and he was clenching his jaw so tight from all the anxiety he was having.
“Are you going to be okay?” you asked playfully. He let out a long sigh before completely laying on the floor and putting the pillow over his face. “I am going to take that as a no,” you laughed as you poked his side. You could hear his muffled ughhhhh from under the pillow. You leaned down close to the pillow so you could whisper to him. “Do you want me to protect you next time, you can sit in my lap and I’ll hold you,” you whispered teasingly. He pulled the pillow off his face and gave you a look that could kill. His pouty, angry face was even more adorable than his normal face. “I swear, I am not a big baby,” he said, puffing his bottom lip out. “I know you’re not,” you said as you leaned down to give him a kiss on his pouting lips.
“Happy birthday, butthead, I love you very much,” he said as you leaned away from him. He made your heart very happy and you loved that he took the time out of his day to make your day special.
Suddenly, a few knocks were at your door. “AHHH!!” Takemichi shouted as he jumped up, accidentally spilling the remainder of the popcorn on the floor. He was glaring at the door, his eyes wide and his expression nothing but anxiety once again. “It’s fine, nothing’s wrong. It’s probably just my neighbors or something. They know it’s my birthday,” you reassured him as you walked towards the front door.
“Please, please, please do not open that door… What if it’s like the movie?!” he said, his eyes still wide as ever as he watched you grab the door handle. “Oh come on, babe. There’s nothing to be afraid of,” you laughed as you opened the door slowly.
#~.tokrev#special birthday gift to me bestie#demonichikikomori#takemichi x reader#takemichi fluff#i hope you love this as much as i love you#D IS WONDERFUL AND I LOVE HER VERY MUCH#IF YOU HATE D THEN I HATE YOU#SHE IS MY RIDE OR DIE#I WILL PULL OUT THE GAT FOR HER#I WOULD FIGHT SOMEONE IN A WAFFLE HOUSE PARKING LOT FOR HER
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Silver have you ever lived on Destiny Island? I think there’s a messy hair brunette in red that you should meet.
#twisted wonderland#twst silver#Why do you look like Riku from KH2 with his hair shorter but not as slightly fluffed like in dream drop distance?#Quick we need another student to look like Sora#Also Silver you’re great but you need to socialize more
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because elvira would canonically rather die than forced to be out in a desert without her suit + a new piece of wakandan tech for funsies
#idk if i get it across well enough#but she has some fat??#i also hate the fact her waist is so thin#smth smth bast being linked to cats but also children???#boom. motherly figure.#shes also agitated hence the fluffed up tail#🐈⬛ — the black panther#twst oc#twisted wonderland oc#twst original character#twisted wonderland original character#oc#original character#artists on tumblr#grim's art
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Househusband Twst ♡ Savanaclaw Husbands
We have reached the penultimate dorm for my Househusband! Twst series!! Let’s proceed with domestic Savanaclaw o(≧∇≦o)
♡ The laziest househusband ever. You can’t overlook Leona’s numerous “nap breaks” or the fact that he pays Ruggie to do most of his work. But you already knew that when you married him, no?? And despite Leona’s work ethic, you will always come home to a comfortable house. Leona can promise you that.
♡ Sleeping in the same bed as him is nice. The bedroom is the one part of the house which Leona will clean by himself—the two of you deserve a good night’s sleep!! The bed will be soft, the pillows will be fluffed, and it will be so difficult to leave for work. Mostly because your husband is holding on to you like a clingy cat. The first ten minutes of your morning routine will be spent convincing Leona to let you get out of his arms bed Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)
♡ Compared to other spouses, Leona would have the audacity to just order food or to give you lunch money. But when he does cook, you’re in for a treat. He’s good at preparing meat and he only buys high-quality ingredients for you!! (Good luck convincing him to cook veggies, though) Leona doesn’t believe in the “home-cooked food made with love” sentimentality but he does it for you anyway~
♡ If there is one domestic duty which Leona won’t slack on, it’s taking care of your kids. The thought of having children with you is extremely significant to Leona and he will take responsibility for it. He’ll take naps with your little brats and use his Unique Magic to make personal sandboxes for them, brushing off their childish delight at King’s Roar. You once came home to find your bed transformed into a pillow fort, with Leona sleeping inside it and your lion babies declaring him King of the Pillow Savannah!! ((o(^∇^)o))
♡ Leona may not be a perfect househusband, but it’s the little things that show you just how much he cares about your marriage. He will listen to your work ramblings and make you rest take naps with him. He will demand your cuddles and company on your days off. Late at night, when you’re finally in bed, Leona will pull you close and let you fall asleep in his embrace. Tch, the househusband life is so troublesome but for you, it’s worth it.
♡ As if the role of a househusband isn’t already unbelievably taxing, Ruggie still has the energy to take on more jobs as co-provider for your family. You can tell him that taking care of your home is enough, but Ruggie wants to contribute to your financial security as well. It lightens your workload and responsibilities!!
♡ Having said this, being your househusband is still Ruggie’s full-time occupation and number one priority!! He is the one who will wake you up each morning, keep track of your budget, and be on the lookout for grocery sales. Armed with his trusty Broom-kun, Ruggie will clean the entire house in no time flat—then he will offer his cleaning services to other households. “Shishishi I did a good job today!!”
♡ Appreciate Ruggie’s cooking!! From wild vegetable soup to sauteed dandelions, he can cook a variety of creative dishes inspired by his grandmother’s techniques. Ruggie is also keen to attend lots of parties and neighborhood events for the free food. He brought lots of Tupperware containers for that reason!! He can thank Kalim for the week-long break from kitchen duty ^o^
♡ It will take a lot of time and family-planning for you to start having kids. As much as he’d love to have a family with you right now, Ruggie wants to make sure that he is prepared for it. Fatherhood is a demanding addition to his domestic duties—when that happens, he will stop accepting part-time jobs in order to raise your kids. Your little hyena children will be so cute, helping Ruggie around the house and trying to sneak candies from the pantry!! :3
♡ The both of you will be absolutely exhausted by the end of each day. It’s going to be a battle of who still has the energy to take care of their spouse—be the victor and let Ruggie rest tonight!! You of all people know how hard he works for your sake, and he deserves a reward. Give him lots of affection, buy doughnuts on your way home, and remind him that it is important to take a break. The both of you are working hard to give each other a happy future and you can do it together!! (=´∀｀)人(´∀｀=)
♡ Being a househusband, it is important for Jack to stay in shape!! It helps that his daily chores keep him physically active. Cleaning the house, carrying groceries, lifting furniture, going out for errands—it all counts as a full-body workout ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ
♡ He takes his job very seriously. Jack will wake up super early to start preparing your breakfast and bento; on his more indulgent days, he will cook something sweet like your favorite dessert or his favorite pear compote. He will be the one to wake you up and remind you of any forgotten items on your way out. He’ll even walk you to the front door as you leave for work!! “Have a good day…stay safe—what?? My ears are down because I’m letting them rest!!”
♡ Jack’s choice of home decor is more simplistic. Your interior is affordable, pretty enough, and not so crowded that it gets in your way. Though you do have lots of potted cacti adorning the furniture—don’t their small prickly bodies and little flowers make for good decorations?? Jack will take care of his numerous cacti children like a proud parent!! And maybe someday, he will be raising a few little wolf children of your own <3
♡ While your coworkers don’t know much about Jack, they have a very good impression of him. Remember that time a blizzard struck your area while you were at work?? Jack picked you up from your office to ensure a safe trip home!! (He brought an extra coat and scarf for you, too) Or what about the time you injured your ankle at the office?? Jack showed up as soon as possible and carried you home!! *coworkers swoon in background*
♡ You must have been blessed by the Great Seven to have such a responsible and devoted househusband like Jack. Despite his tsundere speech, you can tell by his actions that he puts so much love and effort into taking care of you and your home. Give him lots of praise and thanks, even if he tries to reject it. You know that it makes him happy!! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) ♡
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My Savanaclaw brainrot was so bad....... I’m pretty proud of this one and the previous part :’3 I hope you enjoyed reading these and pls stay tuned for the finale of my Househusband! Twst series!! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡
Heartslabyul ๑ Savanaclaw ๑ Octavinelle ๑ Scarabia ๑ Pomefiore ๑ Ignihyde ๑ Diasomnia
Tag a Savanaclaw stan!! @tsunonotarou @churrosnt @leonameowzz @aivy-saur @theblackbirdsgemimagines @twisted-crumpets @tinyfantasminha @twstwonderlandstuff
#leona kingscholar#ruggie bucchi#jack howl#twst leona#twst ruggie#twst jack#twst#twisted wonderland#g/n reader#jessamine-writing
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Meanwhile with Malleus
SUMMARY: You spent a lot of time with Malleus while the others fought ghosts. What could have happened in all that time? You needed to sleep before the party. And maybe he taught you how to play the organ.
CHARACTERS: Malleus Draconia x Reader 🐉🦐
TAGS: Fluff, GN Reader, Cuddles, Flirting, Kissing
WARNING: Spoilers from Twisted Halloween: Spectral Soiree
WORD COUNT: 2.830 words
COMMENTS: The truth is that I started writing this a few weeks (maybe months) ago and it has been on hold for a long time. As this event returned to the Eng Server I decided to finish it and post it in October.
I hope you enjoy 💚
After all that Halloween week, the Magicam Monsters and that parade, you were dead tired. You just wanted to rest after all that. But someone knocks on the door of Ramshackle Dorm.
“Tsunotarou?!” You didn't know whether to show that you were happy to see him or to ask if anything was wrong.
“Child of Man,” Malleus speaks with a smile “I'm here to invite you and the rest of the Ramshackle Dorm residents to an Halloween party at the Spectral Realm.”
You don't seem as happy about the idea as he thought you would be. And you were confused too. “A Halloween party? At the... what's the Spectral Realm?”
He briefly tells you about the ghosts and the party he plans to throw with the other NRC students at the Spectral Realm.
“I don't know if I can handle another party, Tsunotarou.” you say sadly “I'm really so tired.”
“Yeah...” Grim says “I mean, even if there's a feast, I still need to rest to have the energy to eat more.”
“Besides.” you look at the clock “Halloween is almost over.”
“Oh, don't worry about that little detail.” Malleus smiles and snaps his fingers. You stop listening to the clock ticking and when you look at the clock again it's eleven fifty-nine.
“Can you stop time?” you say almost in a whisper.
“You should know by now that I am capable of doing many things.” he smirk “But this spell is only affecting the Sage's Island. And about your tiredness, I'll let everyone else sleep until the party preparations are done, I can arrange a quiet place for you to rest in the Spectral Realm if you like.”
“We already sleep with ghosts so it shouldn't make much difference, right (Y/N)?” Grim says.
You sigh and end up accepting it. Malleus smile gladly and then looks at your tired posture.
“If you are also very tired from walking all day, I don't mind helping you.”
“Would you carry me in your arms?” you ask partly jokingly, partly hoping he would say yes.
He laughs, loving your boldness. “Are you sure you want to make such request?”
“Is that a no?”
“No, it is not a No. Fu fu. Honestly answering your question, yes, I would carry you if you needed. And yes, I would carry you to the Spectral Realm.” he smiles amusedly at you.
“Oh come on, just jump to his arms already or something!” Grim complains. “And do everyone a favour and get that room.”
You blush, Malleus laughs. “In fact, we should go. I don't want to keep Lilia waiting any longer. May I?” He asks you.
You nod and he picks you up, bridal style. One hand behind your knees and the other on your back. As easily as if you weighed nothing. Inevitably, you need to support yourself by putting your arms around his neck and your faces get very close. He’s smiling and his eyes looking at you affectionately.
“OI!” Grim complains again “My paws are hurting too. I also want to be carried.”
Malleus laughs again. “That can be arranged.” He turns his back to Grim and wraps his draconic tail around the little beast's waist. “MRAH!” And picks his up. “You are able to come by yourselves, correct?” he asks the three ghosts who have been watching in secret from you.
When you arrive at the Mirror chamber, Lilia was there waiting for you all. He just didn't expect Malleus to bring Grim with his tail and you in his arms. First Lilia worries.
“Oh! Did something happened? Did (Y/N) get hurt on your way here?”
You get even more embarrassed. Mainly because you knew that Malleus would tell Lilia the truth.
“Fu fu fu. Don't fret, Lilia.” Malleus smiles, like he's glad Lilia saw the two of you like this. “Child of Man is just really tired of walking all day and asked me if I could carry them.”
Lilia looks at you and gives you his sly smile. “Oh, truly? Fu fu fu. How daring for a human.”
“Can we go to that ghost world already?!” you hear Grim's voice complaining. “This is not that comfortable you know.” Malleus flicks his tail to the side, revealing to Lilia a Grim caught in a black dragon's tail. And Lilia starts to laugh heartily, almost bringing tears to his eyes.
Malleus only put you back on the ground when you arrived at the Sparkling Chamber. You took a moment to admire the place. But it didn't take long for you and Grim to start yawning.
“Ah, yes. I promised you that I would find you a place to rest.” Malleus remembers.
“Indeed, (Y/N) must rest.” Lilia says “I sure know how harmful lack of sleep can be to a human. If I'm not mistaken, I think there are some rooms beyond this Chamber that you can use.”
Malleus would go with you to find a room while Lilia started getting the chamber ready for the party.
You found a good one, but it had no furniture or what little it had was broken. You comment on trying to find another one, but Malleus says that won't be necessary. With a snap of his fingers the room is cleaned and the furniture repaired.
In one corner of the small room was an antique carved pine single bed. The sheets were white and the cover a pale purple. Similar to Malleus' own bed in Diasomnia. Grim jumped to the foot of the bed and was asleep in seconds. You, on the other hand, look a little unease.
“I can change your clothes to pajamas with magic if it makes you more comfortable.” Malleus suggests.
You say that would help a lot, so he gestures and your Halloween costume changes to pale green pajamas. It was comfortable, like the bed you sit on. But even so, there was still something that didn't leave you completely at ease.
“I know I sleep in a dorm with ghosts now.” You explain. “But I only sleep well today because I've gotten used to them and the dorm has had some improvements. But I almost couldn't sleep the first few nights. I don't know if I'll be able to fall asleep here.”
“I see. Would you feel more rested if I stayed by your side until you fell asleep?” He was smiling, like he was sure you were going to say no.
When you say yes, he is taken aback for a moment. His bright green eyes looking at you wide open in astonishment. But then he remembered who he was talking to and laughed with the greatest of joys. He smiled warmly at you. “You know, I believe some children want company to fall asleep so that person can protect them from me. This is... an interesting... no, delightful turn of events. I dare say”
You open the sheets and lie down. After placing them on top of you and settling down on the bed, Malleus sits down beside you. He could use magic to put you to sleep, but he didn't want to. He wanted to see if you genuinely felt comfortable around him to the point where you could fall asleep.
“Briar Valley has many lullabies.” He tells you, with the softest of voices. “Sleep and dreams are deeply embedded in our culture. Would you like me to sing you one of our lullabies? Allowed me to guess, your answer is yes.”
“You can't make a proposal like that and expect me to say no.” You say with a soft smile and already with your eyes closed.
Malleus chuckles and happily fulfills your request. He sings to you in a sweet tone, that becomes even more affectionate when he looks at your sleepy smile.
When he finishes, you are already fast asleep. He is smiling looking at you and take one of his hands to your head. But stop before touching you, hesitating. As if he's afraid that the moment he touches you, you'll startle awake. But even so, he took the risk.
He puts his hand on your head, stroking your hair. And you don't wake up. Actually, your smile comes back slightly. He is so happy about it. And he decides to risk it just one more time.
He leans over you and kisses your forehead. And you were still sleeping. “Dream of me. As I dream of you.”
He stayed with you for a while longer. Before he finally left to assist with the party preparations, he did two things. First, he cast another spell so that outside noises wouldn't disturb your sleep. And second, he put a paper on your bedside table in case you wake up earlier than necessary. It said that since you had no way of knowing if you slept too much or too little, because time was still, you didn't have to worry that he would wake you up when the time came.
And that is what happened. You feel a kiss on your cheek and a familiar voice in a sweet tone saying your name. You open your eyes to find Malleus's bright green ones looking at you, over a sweet smile.
“We hear that the other students have already woken up and are on their way here.” Malleus explains, sitting on your bed watching you stretch. “So we figured you should have gotten enough rest too. Did you sleep well?”
“I did. Thank you so much.” you sit on the bed.
“For asking?” He seems confused that you would thank him so much for something so trivial.
“No. For what you've done. For fixing the room, giving me a comfortable bed and mostly staying with me until I fall asleep. I probably wouldn't have been able to sleep here without you.” You hear snoring at the foot of your bed, behind Malleus who was facing you. “Unlike Grim.”
Malleus seems very happy about what you said. And there was something he really wanted to ask you. “Do you happen to remember what you dreamed? People dream every night, but sometimes they forget about them and that's why they think they didn't dream that night.”
A dream? You think. And yes, you remember! But you say it was a silly dream. When the truth is, you're slightly embarrassed.
“I've heard that the silly dreams can be the most meaningful.” Malleus says. “I would love to hear about yours. But if it's something you don't want to tell me, I understand. Dreams can be extremely personal.”
You think about it. It was no dream that I couldn't tell anyone. It was even...cute. So you decide to tell him.
You remember you were in a forest, for some reason. You lived there? You had lots of animal friends and you remember singing and dancing with them. What you were singing... you recognize... it was the lullaby Malleus sang to you. There was an owl wearing the cape of the Houseworden of Diasomnia, a rabbit in each black boot with green heels, and a squirrel with a small pillbox hat, balancing on top of the owl's head.
When you finish describing this part, both you and Malleus are laughing. “I wouldn't be surprised if I ever witness the same scenario with Silver's clothes.” Malleus comments between laughs. But you hadn't finished telling the dream yet.
As you danced with the animals, someone appeared behind you and continued singing and dancing with you, making that song a duet. When you turn around, you find Malleus.
“Did I scared you?” He asks about the Malleus in the dream. He was smiling, but you knew that wasn't his real smile. It was a smile that hid some apprehension.
“No, of course not. I was very happy to meet you there.” He looked like you had lifted a weight off his shoulders with just those words of yours. The next thing you remember is dancing with Malleus in a ballroom. and what you were wearing was constantly changing color because... Two Lilias? Were arguing about whether you should be wearing green or purple.
And with that the two of you started laughing again. Malleus said you should tell that last part to Lilia, he'll love it.
“I dreamed of flying tuna cans.” Grim said, to prove that he too was already awake. "But I couldn't catch any. It was a nightmare.”
“Fret not, Grim. There will be plenty of food for you when everyone arrives and the party begins.” Malleus assured him. “And now that you two are awake, I should change your clothes back.” He wave his hand and Grim's hat and cap come back, but this time they're green instead of purple.
He gets up from your bed and holds out his hand to you, like one of those gentleman helping you out of the carriage. You give him your hand and get out of the bed. Then he surprises you by spinning you, like the dance move.
When the spin ends your clothes have changed. But not like Grim's that stayed the same, just changing the colour. Your clothes were also green now, where once were purple, but they weren't the same as the ones the ghosts gave you. It looks like an improved version, with more details and accessories. Malleus looked at you as if admiring you and proud of his work.
“How do I look?” you ask.
“Wonderful.” He simply says with a smile, as if it were an obvious truth.
He offers you his arm for you to walk arm in arm into the Sparkling Hall. He tells you about the plans for the party as you walk down the hall and explains about the mirror ball. And when he tells you that he plans to play the organ during the party you are so excited and curious that you ask him if he could play something for you.
He smiles. “I think there will be no problem. I may even take this opportunity to practice.” He takes you to the organ and asks you to sit next to him while he plays.
It's no surprise that he plays beautifully. You look at him playing which practically hypnotizes you. Your ears appreciate music while your eyes appreciate him.
He looks at you smiling, as if he knew you were looking at him the whole time. He lets you get flattered, he loves seeing you like that, before asking you: “You can play?”
“Organ? Oh no, I don't.”
“Would you like to try? We have plenty of time until the guests arrive. I can teach you a simple melody.”
You accept his offer. He smiles happily.
“I'm glad. I'm eager to hear you play. Even if it is a basic song. However, forgive me if this is an impolite question, but would you mind sitting on my lap while I teach you? it will be easier for me to show you the keys and the correct way to move your fingers from a similar perspective as yours.”
You try to say you don't mind without showing how happy you really are. However, it's not that easy, and he laughs with delight that you not only don't mind but are happy with the suggestion.
You sit on his lap and hear a soft sound on the floor behind you. You glance back and Malleus tries to hide his draconic tail whose tip was happily wagging. You don't hide your giggle. Your back finds his chest, his hands cover yours to indicate the keys you should play and he begins to teach you a simple but beautiful song.
After a few minutes, you forget the world. It's just you, Malleus and the organ. You fail a few notes and he corrects you with a laugh. When you get it right you hear him congratulating you and saying you're doing well. And all the while you can feel the affection he has for you, the gentle way he holds your hands, the sweet way he talks to you even when you miss the notes. Until you end up reaching the end of the song.
“Wonderful.” Malleus says with a sweet and dreamy voice “That was the most beautiful play I ever heard.”
“But I failed so many notes.” You remember him, smiling.
“I'm very aware of that. But it was the first thing I heard you play. So it will always be special to me from now on.” he takes his hands out of yours and hugs you around the waist. And lay his head on your shoulder. “You will always be special to me.” he whispers in your ear, and kiss your cheek.
You hear that sound of his tail wagging happily on the ground behind you again.
If you decide to tip your head back, tell him how you feel about him and allow him to kiss your lips, you will receive the most loving kiss and he will hug you tighter.
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For the prompts, perhaps either J,U, or W for twst Vil? You can decide which one you like best!
I ended up going with J, it’s the one I vibed with the most. Enjoy!
Warnings: yandere, doll play, emotional manipulation, implied kidnapping
It was easier before the vanity was installed.
Before the vanity was installed, when Vil brushed your hair or did your makeup, you didn’t have to see it. You could look out into the distance, or not focus on it, or pretend you were somewhere else entirely. But now, with the mirror right there, right in front of you, you couldn’t help but look. That’s such a horrible thing too, isn’t it? Because you could see it now, you could never pull your eyes away from it. If you had been able to in the first place, it never would’ve hurt this bad.
“Such lovely hair. I knew that the switch in the conditioner would help with the grease. It’s so soft now… And you’re so much gentler when I do this now.” Vil has a calm, serene expression on his face. He enjoyed dressing you up, taking care of you like this. You were a prized possession, a porcelain doll, to be kept safe and clean. At first, you had tried to fight Vil when he trapped you here. He had you kept in this room, filled with wonderful clothes and jewelry and accessories, but it wasn’t what you wanted. What you wanted was to go home, but…
You tried to push the thoughts of what happened the last time you tried to run away. It didn’t matter. After all, now you were good. And because you were good, Vil took you out. As much as he loved to show you off as well. It was nice, even though you were stuck at Vil’s arm, to go out and see people. Vil even would indulge you in going to visit your friends on occasion, with your perfect boyfriend coming along right beside you. It was a bit painful to hear from them about how good you looked ever since you started dating Vil, but you did your best to ignore it. After all, you were allowed freedom.
Today was special though. Today you got to see your high school friends. It seems so far away now, to even think about school, but you were so excited. You never got privileges like this. For that, you didn’t even care about whatever your “payment” for Vil’s kindness would be tonight, you would pay it all the same.
“You seem happier than usual. Don’t sway so much.” He said, grabbing your shoulder as he continued to work on your hair. He gasped, immediately spitting out an apology. It was hard, this chair had no back, and it was hard to keep “practicing your posture” for so long.
“Ah, I guess I’m just excited. It’s been a long time since I’ve been out like this.” You replied. You looked in the mirror to watch Vil’s face, only to see it contort a bit. You immediately tried to recover, looking up at Vil the best you could. “It’ll be really exciting to show everyone what a nice couple we are, right? I don’t think they ever expected this, so it’ll be a little bit of a surprise.” You said. Vil paused for a moment, fluffing your hair a bit before putting the hairbrush down, looking at you with a look of… Something in his eyes.
“You’re really excited about this, aren’t you dearest?” Vil asked, a bit teasingly. You sighed as you turned and looked at him, for real this time instead of just attempting to crane your head, smiling as you saw Vil’s face. He seemed calmer, at least.
“Yeah, I guess so. It’s been a while since we’ve been out together. I know you’ve been so busy…” You told him, looking away a little. Your eyes always betrayed you. You didn’t care if you went out with Vil, you’d actually prefer if you weren’t with him at all. But you couldn’t stand being locked in this room like a doll. You’d be outside, even if it was in shackles. It was better than sitting in this doll house.
“Hmm… Alright then. We’ll skip and have a date night then. Won’t that be so much more romantic?” Vil decided suddenly, starting to walk away from you to go to the outfit he had laid out on the bed, grabbing it to put away and pick out something else.
“W-Wait, what are you doing?” You asked, looking at Vil, entirely bewildered. Skip? But you had been planning this for months! For once, it was the one time the two of you were doing what you wanted, and it was the only chance you had to see some of your closest friends since Vil had taken you!
“Well, you can’t go on a date night dressed like that. I need to find something good for an event like that, but not something that won’t go with your hair, I spent so much time on it…” Vil replied, looking back at you a few times and he looked through your closet. All clothes chosen by him, of course. You hated them. They all felt like doll clothes, too much for someone like you.
“W-We can’t just cancel at the last minute, that would be rude Vil.” You tried to reason, but Vil only rolled his eyes.
“Watch your tone.” He scolded, and immediately you felt yourself recoil. But still, you couldn’t just let this happen. Not again. You couldn’t just be torn away from your friends again. So, you snapped. And you snapped hard.
“You’re just jealous of my friends! You’re jealous of everyone! You keep me here as your doll, but you won’t even allow me one bit of happiness!” You told him. It was the first time you had fought back in… A while. You didn’t think you were asking for much. You were pleading for Vil to let you out. You were saying that you were going to leave him. You just wanted to be able to see your friends, even one last time.
Vil paused at your words, freezing in the closet in a way that made you freeze up as well. But then, he laughed. God, you hated his laugh by now.
“Jealousy? You think this is simple jealousy?” Vil asked. He easily stepped out of the closet and walked over to you. You swallowed, wanting to move, to run, to do anything, but all you could do was stand there as he wrapped an arm around you, the other taking your chin into his hand and tilting your face up to look at him. “I wish it was that simple. You stole my heart and now you have to take responsibility.” He hummed. You took a step back, as if to try and free yourself, but you only succeeded in bumping into the vanity, Vil humming and he leaned down and starting to press light, lip stained kisses against your neck.
“You will take responsibility, won’t you? You wouldn’t lie to me about something so important.” He always knew how to tug at your heart, to take whatever little care you had for him and use it to his advantage and your detriment. Sometimes, you wondered if Vil even wanted a partner, or if he was just happy playing house with his doll. You nodded weakly, feeling Vil smile against your neck.
“Good. I think perhaps we should have a night in. After all, you seem to be awfully… Emotional tonight. It would be good to have a night with just the two of us.” He said. As you felt your hopes dashed and fluttering from your heart, you stole another glance. It feels like all you ever do anymore is steal glances from that wretched mirror, the curiosity of what may be there all too great to handle.
But all you saw was a smile of Vil’s lips, and a look in his eyes that he was all too satisfied with his favorite doll.
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Twst Rarepair Week ~NRC Staff Edition~ (Day #2)
Index
① Gardening (Divus Crewel/Ashton Vargas)
② Injury (Dire Crowley/Ashton Vargas)
③ Letters (Mozus Trein/Ashton Vargas)
④ Jealousy (Dire Crowley/Mozus Trein)
⑤ Jewelry (Mozus Trein/Sam)
⑥ Call (Dire Crowley/Sam)
⑦ Protection (Ashton Vargas/Sam)
+ Injury +
(Dire Crowley/Ashton Vargas)
“So, what’s this I hear about an accident in the botanical gardens?”
“Oh! Headmaster, isn’t this a surprise!”
The masked man in question snorted and crossed his arms at the reception: a carefree, hale and chipper greeting of another. Presently separating the two was a drawn sickbay curtain in Night Raven College’s infirmary.
The call he’d received earlier from Professor Crewel was enough to put a damper on the headmaster’s otherwise unremarkable day. The costs associated with maintaining an on-campus green zone were exorbitant enough as is; the repair of damage to structures was bound to be astronomical.
Furthermore, there were other losses to account for--precious species of magical plants uprooted by the kerfuffle. The very thought was enough to rob his plumage of its healthy sheen.
Crowley clutched at either cheek and made to shake his head. Begone, horrid thoughts! He’d have to relay this to the board sooner than later; in the meantime he must do what any professional would... follow procedure.
“Pardon the intrusion,” he threw out a taloned hand to grasp at the partition. The one fraction of a second and a practiced flick of the wrist--the effort with which the curtain fell by the wayside--seemed trifling compared to the sheer magnitude of the scene that welcomed his sights.
Granted, although he had been the one to hire him, Dire Crowley never expected there would come a time he’d have the opportunity to gaze upon the very vaunted pride and joy of one Ashton Vargas.
Crowley swallowed, struck deaf and mum to external stimuli.
It stood to reason that his would boast impressive muscles, no doubt. Being up close was another matter, a rare chance to marvel at uncommon definition, at chiseled and sculpted flesh--!
The coach cleared his throat as he made inquest. “...Alright? I’m all ears.”
That, thank the Seven, served to snap the previously unresponsive Crowley from his reverie. Realization gave way to self-censure; his cheeks burned a piquant rose as he bit back the urge to swear.
“Right, yes,” he began, feathers fluffed as he unceremoniously deposited himself upon a nearby chair. “You know the drill, Coach Vargas....”
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500 Words until “I Love You” - Octavinelle's Comfort Dish
TWST Ship Week 2021 prompt: Domestic (Day 6)
Nobody likes being sick. That includes Jade.
He didn't like curling up in a fetal position with an upset stomach. His sheet felt gross with sweat and vomit that he threw up when he felt the bathroom was too long of a journey. He felt hot but he was shivering at the same time and the blanket didn't help at all.
The door to the bedroom was opened but Jade could barely hear the sound. But he can smell a bit. A familiar scent.
"You're awake?" A hand suddenly touched his sweaty forehead. Jade opened his eyes slowly and smiled weakly at his dearest.
"Trey..." he mumbled. Wow, even his voice sounded hoarse.
Trey smiled back. "How are you feeling?"
Jade groaned. "Five... Out of ten... Maybe..."
Trey nodded. "A bit better than this morning?" Jade nodded slowly to avoid any sudden headache.
"You think you can get up for me?" Trey asked.
Jade scrunched his eyes but still tried. His movement was sloppy and he nearly slipped if it weren't for Trey holding him. Trey fluffed his pillow and put it against the head of the bed frame. Jade let out a sigh when he was able to lean back. Trey then took out a folded table, setting it above Jade's lap then put a tray on top of it.
Jade had to smile. "Mushroom seafood soup?"
Trey chuckled, sitting on a chair next to the bed. "The simplest dish you served back in Mostro Lounge, isn't it?"
"It is true." Jade took a spoonful into his mouth. He sighed. "It tastes just like back then."
"I've been practicing."
"You've done well." Jade kept eating the soup. It was strange how he was hungry. Aren't sick people usually had a hard time eating? But he couldn't stop eating this. The spices and seafood bits (prawn and squid) blended perfectly and the temperature was warm enough to not burn his tongue. Eating this gave such a nostalgic feels. Reminding him of his high school days, back when the trio was still together not separated like now. But he didn't feel lonely, because his high school sweetheart, Trey, ended up marrying him.
He didn't leave a single drop of the soup that warmed his stomach and heart. Trey gently patted his lips with some tissue to clean the extra drips.
"Thank you," Jade said, "It was delicious."
Trey smiled. "Anytime." He set the tray aside on the nightstand and folded the table again. He tucked Jade under the blanket again, running his hand through the long teal hair, humming a soft lullaby.
Jade's eyes felt heavy again and slowly closed. He felt something soft pressed on his forehead, followed by a whisper of. "Get well soon, Jade. I love you."
Jade hummed, a silent 'I love you too' before he went unconscious.
When he woke up the second time, Trey was still on the chair, snoring softly, his hand holding on Jade's. That sight alone was enough to cure him somehow.
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Ghost Bride themed request: Instead of Idia being at risk of being whisked away to Unholy matrimony, it is instead the reader, A.KA the boys of your choices crush, being whisked away to a ghostly honeymoon. Would at least like to see Kalim for this but any boy that you think would mount a daring and romantic rescue. Please and thank you
COMMENTS: Well, I decided to write for 4 characters. One of them being Kalim. For the others I didn't want to choose one from the Overblot Boys because I'm thinking of doing a similar post with them in the future. And when I saw the list of students I thought that the most fun to write would be some of the most impulsive and those most likely to be unable/unwilling to lie. So I chose Deuce, Jack and Floyd.
I will admit it was fun to write. 🙂
I hope you all enjoy 💐
CHARACTERS: Deuce Spade; Jack Howl; Floyd Leech & Kalim Al-Asim
TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader; Love Confessions
WARNING: Spoilers from The Phantom Bride event
WORD COUNT: An average of 450 words per character.
CONTEXT: Someone was kidnapped to marry some ghost princess and might end up turning into a ghost too. And they just found out that someone was you.
A mix of panic and fury is what Deuce felt when he found out what had happened or could happen to you.
There was a Housewardens meeting about what happened, so Deuce wasn't present. And so he went to his Housewarden to ask Riddle that whatever the plan was, please get him involved.
They end up forming a small group to rescue you. Deuce being part of it. On the way to you the others end up staying behind to stop the ghost guards from getting in the way of Deuce. And he ends up being the only one to appear in the ceremony room.
Deuce screams at everyone to stop the wedding. But with his feelings on the surface, instead of trying to reason and persuade the ghosts, he threatens them. It was as if he was willing to fight the world and beyond for you.
Unfortunately, the guards are in the majority and manage to trap him and cause him to drop his magic pen.
He's furious, but he can't break free. The wedding goes on and the only thing that occurs to him, in the midst of despair, is to tell the truth.
“(Y/N)! You don't want to marry her do you?” You answer him that of course not, but the princess says anything about you don't know what you're saying. “You're the one who doesn't know what you're saying! What if they already love someone else? What if someone else already loves them?” The princess asks what he's talking about and his answer is for you and not for the princess. “I LOVE YOU, (Y/N)!” and then he talks to the princess again, with tears in his eyes “Please, don't take them away...”
The princess petrifies. She might be delusional, but even she can't ignore a declaration like that. She even mentions that she feels a little jealous of you. That one of the things she dreams about the most is that someone loves her so much that they make a declaration like that to her too.
And that's what drives the ghost guard who loves her to declare himself to her. And all that ending with her finding out she loved him happens.
After everything and they freed you, Deuce couldn't care less about the princess and the ghosts. He hugs you desperately, as if he's afraid they'll take you again.
He is embarrassed by the loving declaration he made to you. But he can't go back now.
Jack is more worried and scared than angry. He's more concerned with you being hurt and your well-being than with getting revenge on the ghosts. But he won't back down from a fight.
There was a Housewardens meeting about what happened, so Jack wasn't present. And so he went to his Housewarden to ask Leona that whatever the plan was, please get him involved.
Leona'd probably tell Jack that he could even do all the work if he wanted to. And he decides to do just that. He is a man... young man of action.
He will turn into a wolf and burst into the building. He won't stop until he gets to you and he'll get rid of anyone who gets in his way. And he will break down the doors still in his wolf form.
Everyone's like "A WOLF?!" And you're like "Jack?"
In his wolf form and with magic he can defeat any ghost that tries to stop him. And that's why that ghost guard turns into a giant to finally stop Jack.
Without being able to move anymore, the only thing left for him to do is try to talk to the princess and the guards. And for that he transforms himself back into a beastman. Surprising all ghosts. And piquing the curiosity of Princess Eliza. She asks him why he was there.
“To stop this wedding!” She asks, overjoyed and flattered if he's there for her. But he can't take that opportunity to lie, because he doesn't like to lie. “No! It's not for you that I'm here. It's for the person you kidnapped.” she starts to say that she didn't kidnap anyone. “Of course you did! Do you think (Y/N) wants to be here?!” An argument between the two of you and the ghosts starts, but that doesn't matter at the end. “JUST LET THEM GO!” he barks completely out of patience “They deserve better than you!” Everybody gasps at his boldness.
The ghost that held him starts defending the princess. Ending up revealing his feelings for her. And all that ending with her finding out she loved him happens.
The ghosts set you and Jack free. He runs to you to hug you, relieved that you're okay and that it's all over. You ask him about what he said. About you deserving better. And he decides to just tell you the truth.
He reveals that the whole thing about stopping the marriage was because he liked you. That a person like you deserves the best that anyone can offer. And he promises you that he will do his best to be the person you deserve.
Floyd hears that someone was kidnapped by that princess to marry her and such, but he couldn't care less. At least not until he hears your name.
At that moment he stops. Approach the students who were talking about that and ask what you have to do with that story.
The students, frightened, tell him what happened. But they quickly regret being the bearers of bad news because Floyd's expression quickly goes from just a curious face to that serious and terrifying expression of his. And he ends the conversation by calmly asking where you were.
And the ghosts worst nightmare enters the building. He was just annoyed at first that you'd been kidnapped. But then he starts having fun fighting the ghosts. To the point of becoming practically sadistic. Which terrified the ghosts even more.
The last time Princess Elisa was in such danger was when she was killed. So all the ghosts prepare in the ceremonial hall to protect her. You see them all panicking without knowing why. Not even the princess knows why.
He enters the room breaking down the door with a kick and a creepy smile on his face. “Peekaboo~” And the guards attack him. Now you see why they were so scared. Floyd was having fun at first, but then complained that facing the same kind of ghost was getting boring.
Then one of the ghost guards became a giant to face him. And Floyd smiled again. Unfortunately for him, the ghost managed to get him to drop the magic pen and trap him. The Princess asks what a monster like him was doing there.
“I study here, smartass.” everyone gasped offended. She says he can go back to study there after the wedding. “Yeah, but nah. That won't do.” she asks why not “Because I won't let you marry my Koebi-chan.” She gets confused by that nickname, but when she realizes he was talking about you, she starts defending herself. “Whatevs. HEY KOEBI-CHAN! Do you want to marry this spoiled brat?” You try to contain your laughter and answer no. “See? Now stop this crap before my patience runs out for good.” The giant ghost who is grabbing him orders him to stop talking to the princess like that. “Why? She's gettin' on my nerves. Don't tell me you have a crush on her, HA HA HA”
The ghost starts by trying to deny it, until he finally decides to confess to her once and for all. And all that ending with her finding out she loved him happens.
After the ghosts free the two of you, they beg you to take Floyd with you. You ask him why he did that. “You didn't hear me? I said I wasn't going to let her marry you.” you ask him why “Because I don't want you to marry someone you don't want to. Well, the truth is, I don't want you to marry anyone but me, but I let you choose.”
PANIC!!! OH GREAT SEVEN WHAT DOES HE DO?!
If Jamil is in the room, he himself is trying not to panic while trying to calm Kalim's panic. If only the Housewardens were in the room, one of the others will have to calm him down.
Kalim will do anything to save you, pay whatever it takes! Just someone tell him what to do.
Unfortunately, without an answer on what to do, he returns to Scarabia in a very worried state. Unknown to Jamil, Kalim has gone to the treasure room to be alone. But carpet went to keep him company.
He begins by thanking carpet for the company, while it tries to tell him that it can help save you. But as slow as Kalim can be, he only realizes later and even thinks the idea was his own.
He dashes out of Scarabia with carpet towards the hall where the wedding is taking place. And to get there, he ends up breaking a window since it's faster than going through the door.
He grabs you still on top of the flying carpet, to try to simply get you out of there, but the ghost guards manage to hit the carpet and make you fall. You fell with Kalim embracing you so you wouldn't be hurt.
And it's when the guards force the two of you apart that he starts to speak. He screams at them to stop the marriage because it's wrong. That one person cannot be forced to marry another.
But Princess Eliza says she needs to marry someone “princely”. Somehow, for some reason, she seas that in you.
“But why? Is that a rule? Because it shouldn't be! You should marry the one you love and not someone others think you should marry. Whether that person is a princess or a thief. Be someone you've known for years...” he points to the ghost guards “...or...” he looks at you “someone who just showed up in your life out of the blue and without warning. And who in just a few weeks became the most important person in your life.” he smiles at you, as if he forgets everything else around.
Princess Eliza stopped listening after that about the guards. And all that ending with her finding out she loved one of her guards happens.
In the end, Kalim gets emotional with the princess's marriage to the guard. Forgiving and forgetting the whole thing about your kidnapping. Chances are he's the type of person to cry at a wedding.
And he takes that opportunity to declare himself to you. Because that opened his eyes and he can't keep hiding his feelings anymore.
He couldn't stand the idea of you marrying someone else, because he started dreaming of marrying you.
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