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islandofsages · 4 months

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Hey ! Can I ask for the Diasomnia boys reacting to a male!Ignihyde!reader who join the gargoyle club (idk if it's name) ?

Like, the reader is really just interest in the gargoyles, and isn't scare of Malleus (or anyone, really. Man is too tired for being scare.)

Ignore it if you don't want to write it.

Have a good day/night ! And happy new year too.

characters: diasomnia boys x male ignihyde reader

tags: platonic, canon compliant, fluff, imagines + scenario format; mentions of malleus in literally everything, lilia being a dad

warnings: none

author's notes: reader is so idgaf energy i love it. also i just remembered the small font feature exists LMAO do tell me if it's too small, i'll change it back to the original size!! if not, i'll change my previous posts to the smaller font. also you have a good day/night too anon ! and happy new year :D

Malleus Draconia

Oh? You want to join the Gargoyle Studies Club? You’re being serious? Oh!

Words cannot describe how happy he is about a fellow gargoyle appreciator though his expression doesn’t really show that

And to think you see him as just another dude… such honor was bestowed upon him…!

He’ll excitedly bring you to every gargoyle he’s found on campus and infodump about them - and you’d write them down somewhere if you’re in the mood

Sometimes you’d find new gargoyles and bring him to them and you start to do likewise

Even outside of club activities you two geek out about gargoyles at times which has earned you two the title of nerds

“Have I told you about the time I’ve met talking gargoyles? I never thought I would see such a day…”

Gargoyles aside, he has times where he confides his personal daily life in you and in turn, he’ll ask you what’s it like being in Ignihyde, etc

After being around each other so much, it feels weird when you guys aren’t together - some people would ask where Malleus is whenever you’re on your own, and vice versa

People found it weird how close an Ignihyde student is to someone from a different dorm too and you’re not sure if you should be flattered or not

But in a sense, Malleus really is your other nerdy half.

Sebek Zigvolt

You?????? Join the club where Malleus is president and is the only member of?????????

“WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU’RE WORTHY OF JOINING SUCH A CLUB?”

Well, for one, the fact that you’re unfazed by his constant yelling and therefore probably too tired to be fazed by anything, consequently making you the perfect companion to Malleus because you wouldn’t react inappropriately to Malleus’ conduct

And that you actually are interested in gargoyles. That too. You tell all this to him

He clutches his head with one hand, debating your logic. You don’t know how and why but he accepts your argument

That doesn’t stop him from monitoring you two’s activities from afar but, again, you couldn’t care less. A sixteen year old’s fanatics is just part of the growing process

Outside of club activities, he interrogates you on what you’ve discussed with Malleus and you just tell him the truth: gargoyles

At some point, he gets so engrossed in your infodump about gargoyles his eyes shine with a new light

Of course, he mentions something about Malleus obviously liking something so interesting and befitting of his status - but he also thanks you for enlightening him on the topic and that he’ll go to you for more information if need be

You’ve converted him. You sometimes see him clutching a book about gargoyles around the school. It’s filled with notes sticking out of the pages. And a portion of that sometimes he’ll run to you to confirm about a fact or two

Maybe it’s safe to say you two are kind of friends now.

Silver

He doesn’t think too much of it other than being glad that Malleus finally has a fellow gargoyle fan he can geek out with

He’d see you and Malleus chatting it up around campus and he can’t stop the tender smile on his face from making an appearance

Sometimes he himself will try to strike up a conversation with you and gargoyle geek aside, he finds that you’re just a pleasant person to talk to and be around

He admits he’s not too close with any of the folks from Ignihyde aside for the Shroud brothers but you brush him off by saying that nobody is really

He also admires how you don’t really let anything get to you. Again, you shrug it off by half-joking that you’re too tired to be scared by anything at this point

He somewhat empathizes with you on that point, grieving over his narcoleptic tendencies with a heavy sigh

You try your best to cheer him up or if you have experience with such things, you give him advice on how to manage it

You then jest that he can tag along with you and Malleus’ club activities whenever he’s free if he wants. The more, the merrier, right?

He ponders it for a minute and nods. You didn’t think he’d actually accept the offer

“I don’t see a reason to refuse. Sebek and I have accompanied Malleus on his trips before. I’m sure this time around will be more fun with you here.”

And so you all do. You all have a royal time together - and the joy on Silver’s face is especially princely.

Lilia Vanrouge

He sheds (crocodile) tears at the thought of Malleus finally having an additional member in his one-man club more friends

Since you’re chill about it, he is too! As long as you get along with Malleus, everything will be fine and dandy

If anything, he’s a bit impressed by how it takes more than the average amount to gain a reaction out of you

…and a bit concerned. Are you sure you’re getting enough nutrients? His paternal instincts kick in when you tell him you’re too tired to have a reaction to anything

He knows that Ignihyde students are mostly shut-ins but he still advises you and makes sure you get a balanced diet

It’s like he’s adopted yet another son

“Oh, (Y/N), you really ought to take care of yourself more.”

You grow a bit annoyed at him sometimes but you know his intentions are good so you don’t protest

You do feel very loved though. You didn’t expect this much from just joining a club for a topic you’re genuinely interested in

But you have to admit it is kind of hard to come by people who aren’t intimidated by the Malleus Draconia, even if you don’t see it as anything special

What’s special, though, is the affection Lilia holds for you.

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akunyas2 · 9 months

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USED TO BE @AKUNYA ; PLEASE HELP!

first of all - hello! i hope everyone is doing well.

i used to be akunyas on here, and wrote lots of male reader fics and such -

i woke up today to my account being terminated without any warning.

unfortunately, since im an idiot, i never got around to fully backing up all of my written works.

all of my fics are permanently gone from my hands at the moment.

im begging - please, if you have any way of sending my fics to me, please PLEASE send them my way. id love to remake and upload them onto ao3 where they wont get nuked.

reblogs are so appreciated. lots of my fics had a good chunk of notes so im hoping theres someone out there that could access them still.

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ventique18 · 11 months

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Touch zone ~ MalleYuu♂️

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#been itching to draw my m!yuu since forever #i love malleyuu forever #twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #twst yuu #malleus x reader

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bones4thecats · 5 days

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Hello! If you're still doing requests, could I ask for a angst (or fluff if you think that it works better) of Leona, Vil, Malleus, and/or Lilla (if I could do 4) reacting to Male!Reader having the Unique Magic of a Empathic Healer. This spell would allow the reader to heal any and all wounds inflicted on whom he's trying to healing. However, rather than creating blot to patch up the wounds, they are instead transferred onto the Reader, making it like he was the one that got the wound instead. He is well aware of the dangers and still can't stop himself because he hates people being hurt if he had the power to stop it.

I hope that this was good! Thank you for reading it at least!

M! S/O With A Emphatic Healer! UM.

Type of Writing: Request Name: M! S/O With A Emphatic Healer! Unique Magic (UM.) Characters: Leona Kingscholar, Vil Schoenheit, Malleus Draconia, and Lilia Vanrouge Requester: @beawesome04

A/N: This is fairly angsty with fluff at the ending of each, by the way, this is by far one of my best and favorite requests ever received! I loved the prompt and how you described everything! Anyways, I hope you enjoy this!!

P.S.: For Lilia's part, I used his General! Self

⚠️ TW: Swearing, mentions of war and harm ⚠️ Spoilers for: Books 2 and 7 ⚠️

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Male! Reader ; Reader Heals Leona From Overblot

🦁 Leona was sorer than he ever has been in his entire life

🦁 Opening his eyes with a massive groan, he could hear the sounds of crying and whimpers while people both yelled and ordered people in different ways, this large amount of sounds made his ears pucker down towards his skull as his eyesight became clearer

🦁 Looking at the sky, Leona noticed that a small amount of liquid dripped onto his face, making him slightly flinch and fully open his eyes, catching the sight of a large cut forming onto his boyfriend’s forehead

🦁 His eyes widened as he lunged upwards and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest as he asked you what you were doing

" I- I just wanted you to be okay… " " Y'know what your unique magic does to you, Y/N! I may be okay, but you'd be damaged just as badly, you dumbass! " " It's better me than you. " " No! It was my fault for letting my emotions control me so easily, not yours! "

🦁 Leona furrowed his eyebrows as you began to crack and start crying as he held you closely, then he noticed that you had quite a few bruises and burns from no doubt healing others and him

🦁 As his eyesight began to slosh over with tears of his own, he gripped your tighter, minding where you had injuries. And as he noticed you begin to sob harder, his tail wrapped around your leg protectively

" Leona- I mean, Housewarden? " " What? " " Is he alright? " " He'll be fine… but he might need to heal himself. I’ll take 'em to the nurse. " " You better get fixed up yourself, Leona! " " Yeah, yeah… "

🦁 Looking down at your frail form, Leona sighed internally. What did he, a lazy and arrogant second-born prince, do to deserve your caring and comforting self?

Male! Reader ; Reader Helps Heal Others From A Poison-Blast

👑 Vil knew that you cared for others, and he also would scold you whenever you would end up in some bad spots because of your care for others. But this was too far

👑 He understood that other students outside of certain dorms, Pomefiore and Diasomnia, weren’t the best when it comes to handling poisons and other dangerous concoctions, but this was officially topping any kind of incident he had ever seen before

👑 A second-year had accidentally splashed something into their cauldron which resulted in a poisonous 'bomb' that had affected multiple of the members in their class

👑 And because you hated seeing people being hurt, you had jumped in and began to help others with the poison by using your unique magic

👑 This healed them, but resulted in the poisoning affecting you instead

👑 Now Vil was staring down as you as you drank multiple poison-antidotes in order for your body to heal more naturally

" What were you thinking, Y/N? " " I’m sorry, Vil. But, I couldn’t just watch as they suffered from such pain. You know what my weaknesses are! "

👑 Sighing and running his hands down your bandage-wrapped arms as he sat down next to you, Vil began to hum a small tune that he had heard over the radio a few days prior

👑 He knew you liked this song, and you smiled gently and grabbed his hand, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles. Vil just looked into your eyes and loosened his stance slightly

" Just- don’t get over your head like this again, please… " " I promise on my collection of photo-albums of us. " " Good answer, Meine Liebe. "

( Meine Liebe = German for "My Love" )

Male! Reader ; Healing Yuu From Leona’s Overblot

🐉 Malleus was not amused when you jumped into the battle against Leona’s overblot state and began to try healing others, as he knew how dangerous your unique magic was to yourself

🐉 He then began to use his magic to levitate others into the healer’s direction, but he tried to get them away from you

🐉 Unfortunately, you had found the injure-ridden magicless prefect, Yuu Sei, on the ground and you began to use your magic faster than Riddle would be to behead someone for taking his strawberry tart

🐉 He looked around and noticed that Yuu was waking as your once-clean frame was being tattered with bruises and scratches alike all from the human

🐉 When he finally was able to pull you away from everyone else, he began to use his own magic to heal you, his eyebrows furrowed as he silently worked away on each cut, bruise, and injury alike

🐉 Once finished, he looked into your eyes and sighed deeply before embracing you tightly as he burrowed his face into your neck and took in your scent

" Why…? " " Why what, Mal? " " Why risk your own life for a human's? " " You and I both know that Yuu has value. One beyond many of us', they make me want to protect them more than any other mortal, well- besides Sebek and Silver, I suppose. "

🐉 He watched as you began to debate with yourself as your injuries faded away second-by-second. A small smile overtook his features as he hugged you again and you embraced him back

" I love you, my Healing Beauty. " " And I love you, my Darling Prince. "

( Men can be beautiful too. Bite me. )

Male! Reader ; Healing Him During the Fae v. Human War

🦇 Groaning in pain as he held his side while you hid beside him, Lilia felt the slight amount of blood begin to fall from his midsection. These damned mortals were getting more powerful by the second

🦇 Hopefully the others were doing just as well as before… he cannot afford to lose any more men in this treacherous war

🦇 He turned as he heard you move and roll your uniform’s sleeves up as you pushed your butterfly mask aside and began to chant your small unique spell’s name

" Y/N… what- what are you doing?! You know what that damned spell does to you! " " I don’t care at the moment, Lilia. Your health matters more. " " Bullshit! Y/N, I’ll be fine, just step aside and let me- " " Lilia. As your spouse I will heal you, no matter what. "

🦇 Giving in as you stared at him deadly, Lilia watched as your arms began to glow with many symbols of healing, from ones ranging from those in the burning Savannah to ones in your homeland of Briar Valley

🦇 He then watched as the pain began to fade from his side, but he also noticed how you began to look faint. And you’d be lying if you said you weren’t feeling bad

" Love, I'm fine now. The bleeding isn’t as bad as before, it should heal faster… take a break- please. " " Alright… "

🦇 Laying back on the tree, Lilia tore open a satchel that was once thrown aside by one of the previous human soldiers, he ran towards you and began to apply both alcohol to his and yours minor wound that was slightly leaking blood before wrapping them in gauze

" Alright, we should be fine now. Do you feel better, Mango? " " Yeah, thanks Lils. " " No problem, Dearest. "

( Fun facts: Butterflies symbolize rebirth, transformation, and the delicate balance between life and death & Mangos are one of a bat’s favorite fruits )

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malleusdraconiasbf · 2 months

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True Love’s Kiss

M!reader x Malleus Draconia, Reader is partially inspired by Stephan from the Maleficant movies.

A small hair ornament was the last he possessed of him; it had a peculiar shape, resembling one of a butterfly‘s, made of the finest of silvers and its rims decorated with the rarest of jewels. He had hidden it out of plain sight, placing it deep inside the drawer by his desk. This way, He had thought, he would never have to set his eyes on the cursed object again— one tainted with the past, because after all, Malleus didn’t like the bittersweet feeling of nostalgia.

His hand rested on the handle of the drawer— feeling the cold and smooth surface on his bare skin. Malleus gave it a final thought before pulling it open, he was greeted with the usual sight; notes and books.

Suddenly a small object fluttered out of the drawer. When the hair ornaments had not just flown, but even landed on the shoulder of the prince, saying that he was surprised was an understatement. As if it had a mind of its own, the silver butterfly landed, flapping its wings twice before flying in the direction where the door stood. When it noticed Malleus hadn’t done what it wanted, it stopped midtrack before flying back — pulling on his sleeve in the direction it was originally heading. Malleus stared perplex, unknowing what to do, while the butterfly mustered up all its strength to pull on his sleeve one last time. As if feeling its desperation, Malleus decides to do as instructed and followed the sentient hair ornament.

It led a path, one he wasn’t sure where it would bring him. He walks carefully, taking in his surroundings. The sun had already set, and darkness had already blanketed all across its lands; the only remaining light source on this path being that of the butterflys, as it shimmered alongside the moon and the stars.

Unexpectedly the journey came to a halt, the hair ornament landed back on Malleus’ shoulder. The building in front of him was one he had never seen before— Its age and history showing within the condition the prince found it in, nature had already attempted to return and break its material back to what it once was. Malleus reaches out, before gently pushing the gate open.

Vines, flowers, and ivy had already decorated the cathedral-like building— it was unmistakably a place that had very few visitors, but he didn't mind, he liked the solace in places such as this. He had thought of this as nothing more than another abandoned building he would explore.

The sound of his footsteps was the only thing to be heard. There was a narrow path that led to the main entrance. Without much force, the door pried open revealing its insides. Just like the exterior, the interior was pleasant to look at. Many intricate frescoes adorned the walls and ceiling, each painted with care and thought by a skilled artisan.

The space within was vast— high-vaulted ceilings held up by towering pillars; a combination of both created a sense of grandeur and awe. Malleus was taken aback, as this place did not look to be abandoned. Fresh flowers decorated the hall, smelling intoxicatingly sweet.

Suddenly the butterfly left his side again— flying toward the heart of the building. It landed on an object of peculiar shape, wrapped in a dark velvet fabric. Without much thought, Malleus approaches the object— each step careful as not to crush the bouquets of fresh orchids and lilies laying on the ground. His pale hand that seemed to illuminate under the moonlight, reaches out for the velvet before removing it in one swift motion.

Malleus’ eyes widen, an unexpected face appeared; one he was familiar with and had grown fond of in the past, one that was especially strange to see under these circumstances. Behind the glass panel was the face of his beloved— no this couldn’t be. It had been nearly five centuries— surely a mere human wouldn’t be intact for that long, not in this condition. It was as if the one within the coffin was in a deep state of slumber; nothing pointed to the cause of death, nothing was decomposing, not a single sign of discomfort that he might’ve had before his death lingered in his face nor in his aura— it was truly as if he was just asleep.

Malleus’ thoughts were interrupted with a loud thud. The sentient hair ornament had flown against the glass, as if not learning a lesson it continued flying against it, only to be rejected again and again. “Do you wish to return to your owner?” he asked even tho he knew the answer; after all this was everything that (M/n) left behind for him, this very piece of jewelry. Magical clouds began circling the coffin, Malleus motioned with his finger before lifting the case with a spell. Immediately, the butterfly rushes to (M/n)’s side— nuzzling against the crook of his neck as if it searched for a warmth the corpse couldn't provide.

Before him stood evidence that the hatred Malleus bore deep within his heart, whom he directed at this individual, had emerged from a false accusation : It wasn't (M/n) who parted with him, it was death himself who had taken him by force.

As he watched the butterfly readjust it's position, Malleus’ heart grew numb, his mind hazy and his body heavy. He now wished (M/n) had lived the life he had imagined for him: One where he got to witness all the wonders of life, achieve all the goals he had told him about on that faithful night under the night sky, and most importantly, one where his body grew and changed alongside him.

But this (M/n) laying so lifelessly before Malleus, looked no older than when he last saw him.

Malleus sits down on the edge of the coffin— his head hung low. He had known for a long time that it was impossible for (M/n) to return, after all it's been centuries, but now he was being forced to face it head on, the tiny amount of hope he had, borne by denial was crushed.

“Child of man, I wasn't able to bid you farewell during our last meeting, so I shall make it up to you this time..” He spoke, his voice echoing throughout the halls in an eerie manner. The prince leans down, gently tucking (M/n)’s hair before placing a soft kiss on his forehead. “Rest well, my dear (M/n)” he whispers, before pulling away.

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#malleus draconia #twst malleus #m!reader #x reader #twisted wonderland #malleus x reader #diasomnia #twst maleficia #twst malenoa #lilia vanrouge #twst lilia #disney twst #twst yuu #light angst #angst #no fluff #twst x reader #twst x yuu #twst silver

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it-happened-one-fic · 4 months

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His Fake Date - Ruggie

Author Notes: I honestly hold the idea of Ruggie tricking himself into feelings via the whole fake dating scenario dear to me. It's probably why the only two fics I've written for Ruggie (this one and the Strictly NRC Dancing one) make use of this trope. And, now that I'm thinking about it, I should write more for Ruggie. With that said, this fic doesn't have a song inspiration and, as per usual, reader is gender-neutral. I hope you enjoy!

Type: Gender-neutral reader/ fluff/ romantic/ slight pining

Word count: 1080

Ruggie had an understanding with you. You and him were the two poorest students at NRC and that was why the two of you had formed a sort of odd duo.

And it had all started with a simplistic bargain that Ruggie himself had come up with.

Every time Sam’s offered a couple’s deal, the two of you would go and hit up his store as a fake couple.

True, it was a lie, but that hardly bothered Ruggie. After all, if Sam was going to have that sort of unfair sale at school filled to the brim with terminal bachelors and minimal couples, then Ruggie didn’t see how a little deceit could truly be viewed as wrong.

And then, lo and behold, Azul got the same sales idea. A couple deal. So Ruggie could see only one reasonable course of action. Collect his fake significant other and have a nice meal for their fake date.

After all, it was your five-month anniversary.

The trickiest part of this whole scheme was actually selling the couple's gimmick. Your first run-through had been a disaster from start to finish, and you’d barely made it out of Sam’s with the goods.

So your scheme has grown. Convince everyone, yes, everyone, that the two of you were a real couple.

Which was why Ruggie had started swinging by your class bearing random homemade gifts. Then he started studying with you. And then the two of you started having lunch together. And now, at long last, he’d spent almost all of the free time in his day just lounging around Ramshackle dorm, doing nothing more than chatting with you.

The two of you had gone from unlikely partners to fast friends. Now it wasn’t odd for you two to share a single lunch or a book, should you be studying.

You’d come over to Savannaclaw simply to help him out, and he’d sometimes help you out with your dorm’s upkeep.

By now, there was only one person who knew the two of you weren’t the real deal. Leona.

Ruggie didn’t know how he knew, but the eternally smug and sleepy lion beastman had figured out your gig in record time. And yes, he’d mocked it.

He even followed the two of you to Sam’s store when a sale would crop up to watch the two of you try once more to fool the shopkeeper. And though Sam didn’t believe the relationship was genuine, no matter how many sappy nicknames Ruggie sprinkled in, he also couldn’t refute it.

Ruggie assumed that was why Leona followed along. Simply to watch in amusement as Ruggie steamrolled his way into a pretty hefty sale before sauntering out of the store with you on his arm.

But Leona was also the reason Ruggie knew things were getting out of hand.

It had been a seemingly normal day, with you chipping in and helping out with the laundry. You’d both been laughing and folding Leona’s clothes before you had bid both the housewarden and your fake boyfriend a warm farewell.

Ruggie had waved you out with a smile, unaware of any risk, until he turned and spotted Leona grinning all too smugly at him. That was how he knew something was amiss.

And Leona hadn’t made him wait for it. Instead, the smug lion simply reclined back on his bed. Presumably getting ready to take yet another nap, but managing to squeeze in one final amused comment, “You know, if I didn’t know better, I might actually buy you and the herbivore were the real deal now.”

Those words had given Ruggie pause.

No, they’d given him more than a pause. They’d given him a full-on stop that had him having to seek the refuge of his room to think this all out.

You and him…. The real deal?

The young man couldn’t deny that it was a rather nice thought that definitely gave him the warm fuzzies.

But when had it reached this point? When had he gone from totally faking the relationship to possibly having an inkling of a feeling for you? Ruggie could feel the frown decorating his face as he called himself out on his own crap while simultaneously walking back to his room.

Inkling of a feeling? More like an all-out crush on his fake date.

He’d gone from scamming the businessmen around NRC to quite literally scamming himself into feelings. And now he was in deep.

And what was worse was that it had taken Leona pointing it out for him to notice! How long had he been flirting around with you and actually meaning it?

The very thought of calling you ‘Pumpkin’ now was all but mortifying.

A soft knock on his door had him perking up, his ears lifting slightly as he called out, “Yeah?”

His door opened, revealing you standing there with a slightly sheepish smile, “Hey, sorry about this. I totally forgot I was wearing your bandana thingie.”

You held out the yellow fabric with an embarrassed smile that had him grinning slightly because he recalled exactly what had happened. He’d looped it around you while laughing about how he couldn’t let his ‘Pumpkin’ catch cold from the chilly breeze that had been coming in through Leona’s massive window.

A cheesy moment that Ruggie now regretted every second of. And even so, he found himself taking your hands and curling your fingers back over his bandana as you looked up at him wide-eyed.

“Keep it. You’ll get cold on the way home if you don’t, and I’ve got more,” He managed a bright grin despite how horribly mushy he felt as you blinked up at him in silent surprise.

“Are you sure?” A tiny part of him died at your question.

Yes, he was sure. Please don’t question why he was letting you take something of his, which he would normally never do, and please don’t read into it.

But despite panicking internally, Ruggie managed to play it cool. He was a first-rate scammer after all, and that took acting talent.

“Yeah, I’ll just filch another one from Leona’s closet. And what kind of boyfriend would I be if I let my love get chilled,” He let out a snicker and you smiled. Relaxing immediately as you bought his excuse.

After just another brief moment, you left once more with his scarf in tow, and he let out a sigh.

Falling for his fake date….. Well, it could certainly be worse.

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certified-boyliker · 9 months

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t4t relationship with azul

this guy is the guy who hates everything about his body

he has a black binder, but loses it all the time (denies losing it)

you usually find it in your room, though, so you high-tail it over to octavinelle and give your bf his binder

you're the honorary bodyguard of azul, because if anyone wants to be an asshole, you will be there to kick their ass

jade and floyd honestly step back and let you do what you want

and then you go over and happily kiss your bf's cheek while he's blushing brightly

ever since you two got together, it's rare for you two both be in your own dorms. usually you're over at octavinelle, but sometimes he's over at ramshackle

and sometimes you guys do less than appropriate things when you guys stay over together

but most of the time, you're tracing his skin, and he's looking through spreadsheets and sales and such

sometimes, you have to drag him to bathe and let him show himself to you

he'll shyly move his arms as you start to run your hands over him, intimately touching, sometimes kissing

and then you towel off and head to bed

he likes being held by you the most

#twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #x reader #xreader #ftm reader #m reader #— ❝ now presenting ❞

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ferris-the-wheel · 6 months

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Hii! Hope you arehaving a goodday :)

Can we please please PLEASE get 💓❤️🖤 with Riddle where reader is unaware of the yandere tendencies in his bedroom after his overblot as an established relationship??

Ask and you shall receive! Thanks for the request, anon! And thank you for asking, I'm having a pretty good day so far 😊 I hope your day is going good as well!

gn!reader x yan!Riddle Rosehearts

ೃ⁀➷ 💓/❤️/🖤 (+ 💚 bc yandere)

ೃ⁀➷ You/your pronouns

ೃ⁀➷ Not proofread

ೃ⁀➷ Established relationship

TW: Yandere content, controlling behavior, manipulation, guilt tripping, a bit suggestive (nothing really past making out)

You turned the corridor and nearly ran into an Octavinelle student, dodging out of the way. He stopped in surprise and stumbled backward, dropping a pile of books he had been carrying. The books scattered around him and he stood up quickly. "I'm so sorry!" He said, stooping to retrieve his books.

"That was my fault too." You admitted. "Here, let me help you." You helped pick up the books. Once all the books were piled up into his arms, the stack was taller than his head. It was a wonder how he hadn't run into anyone or anything sooner.

"Um... do you want me to help carry those?" You asked. He gave a grateful "Yes, please," and you picked up half of the books, which weren't as heavy as you'd expected. "Lead the way." You said. He nodded and led you down toward the library.

. . .

"You sure like to read." You remarked as he finished returning the books.. He gave a comical sigh. "Nope, not really. They're all history books that Trein had us read for the test tomorrow." He said. You laughed with a sheepish smile. "Man, I have Trein first thing tomorrow and I haven't really reviewed at all. How screwed am I?" You asked.

"No chance from what I heard from Azul." He lamented. You spent a few minutes chatting, exchanging hopefully helpful information before he looked at his watch and sighed.

"I gotta go, sorry. Thanks for the help." You nodded, returning his wave as he left. I should probably have Riddle help me out. At least then I might stand a chance, you thought to yourself.

. . .

"Hey, Ace. Do you know where Riddle is?" You asked. Your lowerclassman shrugged from his sprawled out position on one of the lounge's couch. Deuce was sitting on another one nearby, his eyes scanning a book.

"Raging Riddle? No clue." Ace said, grinning probably because of the nickname. "Hey, want to hang out?" You shook your head. "No, not right now. I need to ask Riddle something. Do you know where Trey or Cater are?" You asked, hoping that they might know where Riddle was.

Deuce looked up. "I'm not sure where Trey or Cayer are, but if you're looking for Riddle, try his room first. I saw him going in that direction earlier." Ace tossed one of the pillows from the couch at Deuce. "Aww, why'd you ruin the fun?" Deuce frowned, looking ready to say something back.

You left before you could witness the two start arguing. You decided to take Deuce's advice and check Riddle's room first. Once you reached his room, you knocked on the door. A few moments later, you heard him say, "Come in."

You entered his room, making sure to close the door behind you. You saw him sitting at his desk, some open books in front of him. "Hey, Riddle. I have a question." You said, deciding to get straight to the point. He turned around to face you. "Actually, I have a question of my own to ask." He stated.

You stopped in surprise but nodded. "Alright, then. What's up?" He stood up and crossed his arms with a scowl, which made it immediately clear that he was irritated. You began mentally running through the things you'd done during the day and anything that you could have forgotten. Your mind blanked.

"Who was that guy you were speaking with earlier?" He asked. You nearly laughed out loud upon realizing that he was talking about your earlier interaction in the library. "Oh, I don't know him. He just needed help carrying books to the library." You said. "You saw that?"

"I happened to be in the library checking out a book. But that's not the point." Riddle stated, his face reddening. He turned his head away slightly.

"You seemed to enjoy his company enough to continue talking to him. Not including laughing at whatever it was he said— though I hardly suspect it was that funny." Riddle commented.

"We only talked for like five minutes. We were talking about the upcoming test in Trein's class tomorrow, that's all." You said, not really understanding why he was acting so jealous all of a sudden. "Oh, that reminds me, I ne—" You started, but he interrupted again.

"No, I understand. You prefer a stranger's company to mine." He said, looking sad and turning away dejectedly. You felt a wave of guilt wash over you. "That's not it at all! If I'd known you were there, I would have went over and hung out with you." You said, moving closer to him and putting a hand on his shoulder.

He turned back toward you, appearing to feel better after your reassurance. "If that's the case, promise me something." He said. You nodded, trying to better his mood. "Whatever helps you feel better." You said.

"Promise me not to talk to anyone outside of Heartslabyul without running it by me first. Unless it's project or club related." He said. You assumed he was joking, due to the absurdity of his request. "You almost got me there, but I think you should leave the jokes to Ace." You laughed.

Riddle's mouth immediately turned into a frown. "That wasn't a joke. Promise me." He insisted. Your surprise must have shown on your face because he said, "What? Is it really that's unreasonable?"

"Yeah, a little bit." You remarked, taking your hand off his shoulder. "Do you really want to talk to other guys that much? I thought you loved me." He said, his mood souring again. "No, I do love you. Just... let me think about it, alright?" You pleaded, trying to appease his bad mood.

Riddle sighed and nodded. "Fine, I suppose." You instantly felt relieved that the ridiculous conversation was over. You hugged him, which he gladly returned. You felt his lips press a kiss onto your cheek near your mouth.

"You love me, right?" He asked, his hands falling to rest on your hips. You weren't used to the sudden boldness of his affection, but you weren't complaining. "Of course." You said.

He nodded as though he was satisfied with your response. "You'll always choose me before anyone else?" He prompted. Before you could give a proper answer, he kissed you on the lips, his tongue entering your mouth. You wrapped your arms around his waist. You felt your breath hitch as he reached a hand down your pants.

"Always." You said, your heart skipping a beat as he backed you up against a wall, pressing closer to you. His fingers traced light patterns on your upper thigh. He kissed you again, this time leaving a small trail of light kisses on your neck. He leaned up to whisper something in your ear.

"How about you show me?"

Guess who's done? Me. Because I'm just amazing like that lol. I hope you guys enjoyed this post; this type of content is a bit new for me, so I hope I did alright! 😅

In case you couldn't tell, I prioritize requests over WIPs, so requests get done fairly quickly. Thanks once more for the request, anon! Bye for now, you lovely people! 🧡

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akunya · 2 years

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"sour mood."

pairings: floyd leech x m!reader

summary: you should know better by now - avoiding floyd always ends in punishment!

tw: CHOKING, asphyxiation, breathplay, exhibitionism. noncon/dubcon (not sure tbh), slight nsfw, groping. degradation, humiliation, etc. yandere!floyd?

notes: i wanted to write for twst for a long time, so here we are! of course i will still be writing for njsj and other things. please be kind. your hands feebly tried to grab at floyds wrists, choking as tears pricked the corners of your eyes. the rough bark of the tree felt as if it was stabbing your back, adding onto the discomfort of the mans hands wrapped around your neck like a collar. his knee forcefully spread your legs open.

when floyd had threatened to squeeze you, this was not what you expected.

“floyd, please, let go!” your voice wavered, panic settling when he would press a bit harder. it was all a game to him, the sadistic smile on his face reminding you just how different you two really were. he didn’t seem to care that you were struggling to breathe, giggling as he made a routine of squeezing tightly and letting you catch your breath.

“eh, but why, shrimpy? this is fun!” his laugh sent shivers down your spine. while jade had longer nails than floyd, the blunt ends of his fingertips digging into your throat hurt even more. he choked you out again, watching as you sniffled on the ground, having no choice. he seemed to stop just as you were about to become unconscious, your body becoming limp from the abuse and lack of oxygen. “look, now shrimpy’s neck is turning purple!” the eel seemed to find joy in your panic, your own hands grazing on your abused neck when he let go. you were terrified to look into a mirror later.

“i like playing with you, shrimpy. so why did you avoid me? it made me reaaaally sad, yknow!” he huffed, body towering over yours as he leaned in to speak. you took the chance to calm yourself down a bit, as much as you could anyways, sniffling. it didn’t matter if he kept his voice down or not. if a student even dared to look in your direction right now, you weren’t certain they’d make it out alive. you gulped, stuttering as floyd stared into your eyes for some sort of answer. voice dropping low, his pupils fixated on your own, glaring as he warned you. his hands hovered near your throat again.“tell meeee, before i make you hurt again.”

you weren’t stupid. you valued your life, so you quickly tried to stutter out a reply. that was, until floyds knee had dug into your crotch, cutting off your explanation into a pitiful whine.

the eels body shook with laughter, still towering over you as you covered your mouth. his knee didn’t move either, rubbing painfully against your cock as you tried to squirm away. if you weren't feeling shameful before, you were definitely feeling it now, wishing that you could become invisible. it was too embarrassing. “y/n, did you seriously get hard from me squeezing you? didn’t you want me to stop? shrimpy is a liar!” you shook your head, trying to deny his allegations as he pushed his knee further, groaning again from the feeling.

your head was dizzy enough from floyds punishment squeeze — his teasing aimed at your crotch only made your head spin even more. you weren't getting off to this.. right? maybe floyd is just messing with your head. your voice meekly protested, making him grin widely. "floyd, cut it out.." your voice was rough. “stop? i can’t stop now, shrimpy! what if i let you leave? then everyone will see how hard you are and laugh at you!” he was, in a twisted sense, sort of correct. whether you stayed or not, leaving would result in desperately failing at trying to hide the tent in your pants. if you stayed, however..

“shrimpy hasn’t been coming to see me lately, i should just leave you like this. it makes me really mad when i can’t bully you, yknow.” the mans voice dipped lowly, his smile dropping as he stared into your eyes. his gaze was intense. he didn’t have to explain further, you were reminded that he was upset and you wouldn’t make the same mistake of avoiding him again. the unspoken promise of your punishment being worse if you tried to think about leaving him was in the air, zipping your mouth shut. floyd had a habit of not being able to show his emotions properly, except for when he was angry. if his mood was sour, the entire campus knew.

and right now, his mood was definitely sour, no matter how much he would laugh and smile at your misery.

the only choice you had at this point was to give in. your throat felt dry, silent for a moment before finally speaking up. "im sorry, floyd. its my fault. i wont do it again, okay? please, let's at least go back to your room?" you tried to sound as gentle and calm as you could, masking your annoyance with the eel as he stared into your eyes. the bright gold in his pupils was unsettling to the say the least, however, you couldn't tear your gaze away from them. his face was neutral for a minute or two before he smiled again, his sharp teeth peeking out.

"no." floyd's hands went back to squeezing your throat. panic seeped into your bones, making your stomach drop. you coughed, voice struggling to come out as he laughed at you. "i don't believe you're sorry, shrimpy! you cant just ignore me for this long and pretend you feel bad when i caught you. im not dumb." his blunt nails dug into your precious skin, leaving crescent marks on top of the bruises starting to form. he had loosened his grip to let you breathe, heaving and gasping for air.

"besides, i don't think you want me to stop, y/n. you're really hard over this! haha, it's so gross!" the eel didn't bother to keep his voice down, laughing as you tried to close your legs to no avail. floyd was naturally bigger and stronger than you. avoiding him so much lately made you forget how easily he overpowered you in nearly every way, making you tremble in fear. unexpectedly, the man coo'ed at you, holding your face in his hands and forcing you to look up towards him.

"dont worry shrimpy! it wont hurt too much, okay? just stay still and take it aaaaall in."

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dearestones · 1 year

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Tall, Touch Starved! M! Reader Scenario (Ft. Floyd Leech)

Warnings: Fluff.

Anonymous Request: Hello, may I please request a tall, male reader x Twisted Wonderland (Octavinelle) romantic scenario? My favorite character is Floyd. Maybe the prompt could be something where the m!reader is taller than the characters but so very touch-starved? And despite practically towering over their lover, the character can't help but find endearing the way m!reader looks so lost by himself, and becomes a giant teddy hear in their hugs? Thank you, I really appreciate your consideration and your time spent on free fan content. 🖤

When Floyd first meets you, the first thing he notices is that you’re tall! Can humans get this tall? He’s seen a lot of humans around campus and around town, but for the most part, they’re like minnows. Depending on his mood, Floyd might perceive you as a threat (because of your height) or as a pleasant distraction from the way the other students view him.

Honestly, he probably gives you the name of “Shrimpy” just to mess with you, but as time goes on, Floyd thinks that he made the right call with that name. Even if your stature towers over him and pretty much ninety percent of the NRC population, you’re so cute! The way you tuck into yourself and act like you’re a guppy should make Floyd feel superior to you, but if he’s being truthful, he really wants you to tuck yourself into him.

Which means~!

Yes, Floyd can and will seek you out at various opportunities throughout the day. Of course, his actions are precipitated by just how interesting you were beforehand (read: Octavinelle and Scarabia arc), but chances are, his mercurial temperament dictates that if he sees you, he will jump you.

At first, Floyd relishes in catching you unaware. The way you stiffen when you feel his long arms wrap around your shoulders or around your waist gives him a power rush. However, when the both of you get past the acquaintance/fond bully part of your relationship, Floyd will realize that he doesn’t want to scare you anymore. He may not have been living on the surface for too long, but even he knows that romantic couples on land hold and touch each other softly. (Merfolk do the same, but it’s not uncommon for courtship to be a little more on the aggressive side).

Because of his findings and research (don’t worry, Jade was the one who informed Floyd of what to do), he will definitely soften his approach and initiate touch normally.

Mostly.

Sometimes.

Okay, the point is that he’s trying, right?

See, Floyd paying attention to anyone’s feelings aside from himself and the people he’s considered closest to is actually pretty rare. You wouldn’t call him self-centered, but Floyd certainly doesn’t pay attention to how his actions affect others unless it results in trouble for him or his loved ones.

So, when Floyd finally realizes that you’re touch-starved, he can’t tell if he’s angrier at you for not telling him or at himself for not noticing earlier. You mean to tell him that he could hug and squeeze you at any given moment in time and not only would you welcome it, you’d also want more!?!?! If Floyd was a fish (which he kind of is), consider him hooked.

Pretty soon, you’ll find yourself trying to shake him off more often than not, but indulge him a little. It’s pretty cool being everyone’s favorite predator, but with you, Floyd wants to spend time with you like friends and maybe…?

The day you become boyfriends is the best thing to ever happen to Floyd. When you agree, Floyd will definitely sweep you off your feet so that he can carry you around. “Come on! We gotta tell Jade and the others ‘cause if I don’t stake my claim now, someone else is gonna do it!” It doesn’t matter if you’re an inch or a foot taller than him, Floyd will carry you like you’re the most precious thing in the world, because to him, you are.

(Also, feel free to carry Floyd in your arms as well. He’ll fight you for it because he has his pride, but seriously? He wants to be held and cuddled like one of those eel plushies he collects).

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islandofsages · 4 months

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hey, I could ask the royal boys (Leona, Kalim and Malleus) with the male reader who is already the king of his country, like the boys thought he was a prince like them, but then on any given day he lets out a complaint how difficult it is to govern the kingdom and study for exams at the same time, sometimes he just wanted to be the prince and not the king.

characters: leona, kalim and malleus x king!male reader

tags: platonic, canon compliant, fluff, imagines + scenario format

warnings: a little bit of negativity towards reader in leona's part, a bit of swearing in kalim's

author's notes: loving all the male reader requests rn. i think i strayed a bit from the prompt but i hope you like it anyway <3

Leona Kingscholar

Though being a prince himself, he’s not as “diplomatic” with the other princes at that school - except for you probably. No don’t ask him what happened, he’s ready to accept it as it is

At least because of your (assumed) status, he finds it easier to communicate with you; at least you’re not one of the top five most powerful mages in the world or the most optimistic person in Twisted Wonderland

Hangouts with him still consist more of silent chilling though; both of you just need to get away from it all for a while

He doesn’t question the days that you’re gone - sometimes people just end up needing you to do this and that. He tries not to dwell on it too much, lest his inferiority complex gets the best of him

Until one day, you come back after one day of absence, which is normal enough until-

“*sigh* I swear, being king is less appealing as my retainers make it sound, especially since I also have to go to school all the while.”

I’m sorry, being what now?

He knew you were royalty, that much he got from everyone whispering about you back when you enrolled and since you made little mention of your background, he just assumed you were a prince like him

You let out a tired chuckle then and comment on how you forgot that you never told him you’re an actual king of a nation

He has mixed feelings over this - he thought he finally met someone a little bit like him, yet you’re just another one of them and you never bothered telling him who you are?

But don’t worry, he gets over his feelings of betrayal after a while; it’s not like the reveal changed who you are as a person. You’re still the same guy who he’s been hanging out with and he knows his brain is trying to defend itself

You apologize for not telling him sooner and despite your complaints, you try not to sound ungrateful, especially considering his issues

At some point, even Leona himself starts to forget about that fact

It doesn’t matter if you carry a whole nation on your shoulders because - and he will never say this out loud - he knows you’re capable and if you start to crumble, he’ll be there for you.

Kalim Al-Asim

Though he’s not one to really care about someone’s social status, he’s happy to have more royal friends

Doesn’t stop him from spoiling you. Haven’t you heard? Any friends of Kalim are also friends of his many, many fortunes

He invites you over to Scarabia for parties every so often and either you are surrounded by people or everyone leaves you alone out of intimidation

But hey, if the latter happens, Kalim is more than happy to help you make some friends (unless you’re uncomfortable with it of course but he’ll still try to help)

One time, at one of his many parties, you two were simply laughing over something and it reminded you of something-

“That makes me think of the time this creature took a shit on my throne back at home - it took a few days for the stench to fade!”

Oh, of course, your throne! Everyone totally has a literal throne back home! Until Kalim realizes that is, in fact, untrue

As if he wasn’t already excited at the prospect of a new friend, he gets more excited at the fact that you have your own throne and is, he concludes, a monarch

You brush him off, light pink decorating your cheeks, saying that it’s not really that special - and you mean it

You tell him of the experience and you couldn’t help slip in a few complaints; it isn’t easy to juggle both school and royal responsibilities at the same time

He only listens in and tries his best to understand; he is no king, and though he is a housewarden and a prince, your struggles differ from his by a long mile

From that day on, he makes sure to check in on you and if you’re feeling less than, he’ll drop everything and do anything to relieve you of your stress

When he drops by your nation and your palace, he brings in a whole parade. It’s so Kalim that you can only laugh

You knew that story about a creature shitting on your throne was gonna be a good story at parties.

Malleus Draconia

Your presence is an absolute delight to him; it didn’t occur to him to ask what kind of royalty you are but it didn’t matter either way

He finds himself more comfortable talking about his heritage around you, knowing that you can somewhat relate to being of nobility

If you’re not part of his club, sometimes you tag along on his gargoyle crusades for the hell of it - seeing him so passionate about something brings a smile to your face

On one of your many escapades, he points out a gargoyle and begins to ramble about its features

Hearing it suddenly makes you remember-

“Ah gosh, I just remembered I should be back home right now, some of my people will be coming over to construct some gargoyles around my castle.”

He doesn’t question it at first but then the phrase “my people” registered in his mind. Wait, what do you mean your people?

You start to apologize for not telling him and also the fact that you have to leave that very moment

After you came back after the whole ordeal, you sit him down somewhere and tell him about your position

As mentioned, it doesn’t matter to him what responsibilities you have, as long as you can be his friend

You breathe out a sigh of relief and invite him to continue where you two left off last time

Nothing changes much between you two, except for the fact that you share more of your kingly experiences

He definitely drops by your place at least once - he could never miss out a chance on seeing some new gargoyles

And as he looks on at those beautiful waterspouts, you can’t help but be grateful that they can serve as a source of happiness for someone too.

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maplleaf · 2 years

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“Say no to the bride!”

TWST Silver x m!reader

A/N: rushed but i need some self indulgence fic bc tests hard, me braindead, need sleepy boy.

< Set in the Ghost Marriage event, though some of the storyline has been changed. Pre-established relationship >

Silver is a strange person. He’s a human raised by a fae, trained to be a knight for a lord who’s much older than him yet they go to the same school, and has to keep himself from sleeping most of the time. Even with his looks, it’s a surprise that he managed to get himself a partner.

He isn’t in the same dorm as Silver, but they met after the knight accidentally slept on his shoulders at class. The first time it happened, (y/n) is concerned if he’s okay or not. Though after sitting next to eachother for other classes, he ended up getting used to the weight on his shoulder.

A bond formed when they end up talking to one another often, whether it’ll be for their interests or school-related. It felt natural that their friendship would bloom into something more. And bloom it did.

Silver values his boyfriend close to how he value Lord Malleus and his family. His partner doesn’t mind if he ends up sleeping mid-conversation, he lets Silver sleep on his lap most of the time. Silver felt like the luckiest man in the world to be able to call (y/n) his boyfriend.

Which is why he’s not pleased with this particular situation...

(y/n) didn’t agree on becoming a suitor for Eliza, though came along anyway as he’s curious what’ll happen. When all of her suitors have been slapped in rejection, Eliza suddenly pointed at him.

“You...!”

He thought she was pointing at someone else nearby. Though when he pointed at himself in question, Eliza nodded, “...me?”

Hearts seems to have formed in her eyes as she instantly bolted right to (y/n), wrapping her arm around him. “...are more perfect for me to wed!”

Everyone burst into a loud “Hah?!”

Eliza swiped a tear from her eye, the question of ghosts having tears in the first place becoming a question of its own. “A charming smile, a handsome face, lips that makes me want to kiss you. Yes, I’ll be your bride....!”

(y/n) stuttered for a moment, not being able to comprehend what’s happening. “w-wait, I’m not your suitor. I already have a--”

Eliza shushed (y/n) with her finger, “don’t worry, hubby. I’ll save you from your loveless marriage!” She seems to emphasized the word ‘loveless’.

Feeling offended, (y/n) defended his perfectly healthy relationship with the sleepy boy. “It’s not loveless! I’m sorry, but I don't want to marry--” he’s once again cut off by Eliza’s enthusiasm.

“Come now! Let’s start preparing our wedding!” she exclaimed in pure excitement, dragging (y/n) along with her. (y/n)’s body couldn’t move, he wanted to protest, and maybe run away to Diasomnia to look for his partner.

“Tell Silver I didn’t have a right in this, I swear I still love him...!” the doors shut behind Eliza and her ‘fiancé’, leaving the NRC students in silence.

“So...” Yuu started, “who’s going to tell Silver?”

Everyone turned their head towards the prefect, who sighed tiredly. Sadly the prefect is used to doing the chores around this school...

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That's the story on why Silver is currently standing besides Lord Malleus with an unreadable expression. Since Lilia and Sebek were slapped and taken to Eliza's marriage, he's the last person to guard Malleus; meaning he couldn't save (y/n) from the forced marriage.

Even with Silver's calm nature, he felt bitter at the word 'marriage'. He knows that (y/n) wouldn't leave him for the Ghost Bride, but his boyfriend being in constant danger as marrying Eliza means death? He doesn't like it at all, Silver not being able to do anything either makes him more uneasy.

It's been awhile since Yuu and Crowley announced (y/n)'s unconsented engagement. Though every minute passing feels like a year.

Even Malleus took notice how his guard is different than usual, "don't be so stubborn. I don't need protection, go and save your lover."

"(y/n) is strong enough to handle it without me," ah yes, 'coping' as Lilia calls it; a term used a lot these days. He wants to go to Eliza and take (y/n) back into his arms, but fate says otherwise since it would mean leaving Lord Malleus without a guard.

He just needed to believe in (y/n); he's strong, he’s capable. As incapable Crowley might seem, he should've been able to make a plan to save him.

It's all going to be alrig--

The door to Diasomnia opened, revealing (y/n) sweating and panting heavily. He's wearing a black tuxedo, hair styled as if a professional had done it. Unfortunately the fancy attire is messy, so is his hair.

"You... you won't believe the bullshit I just went through," he panted.

Though the loud voice of a certain guard can be heard shortly after. "Human...! How dare you say such foul words in front of the Young Lord!" Sebek scolded (y/n), it's almost magical how he doesn't feel tired from running.

Silver sighed in relief. The confirmation that his dearest is safe bringing him comfort. Though he did have to see and hear Sebek scolding his boyfriend for the 26th time.

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“...then she ends up marrying one of her subordinates,” (y/n) recounted everything that happened today. Silver sleeping comfortably on his lap, eyes already closed even if he’s not done with the story.

(y/n) couldn’t help but smile as Silver slept comfortably. As calm as Silver is, he couldn’t help but wonder if he panicked when (y/n) was taken by Eliza. The boy’s hand found itself in Silver’s white locks; combing through the soft hair.

After Sebek’s scolding about ‘foul languages’, (y/n) and his partner find themselves in Silver’s room; resting after the events that just ended.

It surprised him when Silver suddenly caught his hand, though the guard doesn’t seem awake yet since all he did is lean against (y/n) closer whilst holding his arm close.

(y/n) felt like his heart is about to explode, even the simplest actions from Silver could make the poor boy so flustered.

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bun-lapin · 6 months

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Congrats on 100 followers!!!!!!! Was wondering if I could request either #3 or #6 from your event prompt list with Rook Hunt, fluff, romantic with either gn or male reader?

Thank you so much~!! You're one of my earliest mutuals (like, first or second??) so I was super excited to see your request for the event! And with Rook Hunt no less! I absolutely adore his theatrical and flowery mannerisms but I tried to dial it down a little for this one lol I hope enjoy what I came up with for this prompt~! <3

Prompt: Smile Genre: Romantic / Fluff Character(s): Rook Hunt, m!reader CW: hand kiss, forehead kiss, French language

Leaning back with a comfortable sigh, you rest your shoulders against the firm trunk of the ancient apple tree that towers above you. The morning sun filters down through the green leaves overhead in gentle scales of light and you hear the chirping melodies of birds in the trees nearby. Tilting your head upwards, you smile and call out softly, “How much longer are you planning on staying up there, Rook?”

Looking down at you from his well-hidden perch on a sturdy tree limb, Rook smiles joyfully and politely tips the brim of his hat. With his eyes sparkling with delight, he replies in a clear whisper, “My apologies for the wait, mon cœur! It will be just a few moments more. My quarry is nearly within my grasp.” Turning to look at a branch below him, he silently tilts his head in thought and then whistles a perfectly performed bird call. A response call rings out from the spot under Rook’s watchful eye and then a small bird flies out from its hiding place. Quickly lifting the camera in his hands, Rook points the lens at the bird as it flies off towards the horizon and you hear the soft click of the camera’s shutter. With a satisfied smile on his face, he murmurs in a dreamlike voice, “Quel oiseau magnifique! This is the perfect location for capturing the beauty of birds in flight!”

You watch Rook gracefully climb down the tree and laugh when he lands on his feet in front of you with a little flourish. You turn to look in the direction of the small bird in the sky and ask, “What kind of bird was that?”

Rook follows your gaze and lets out a soft, almost musical sounding sigh, “It’s a bird found only here on this island. A starlight sage swallow.” You turn to look back at him and Rook smiles radiantly towards you, “The swallow is an auspicious sign. Many cultures regard it as a sign of good luck!” He takes your hand in his and brushes several soft kisses against the back of your hand. Pressing your palm against his cheek, he states in an alluring voice, “Not that I have any need for that kind of luck. With you by my side, I have all the good fortune I could want for countless lifetimes.”

You smile warmly at him and reply, “Well I hope I brought you good luck in getting some beautiful photographs today.”

Rook lets out a light, carefree laugh. “Mais bien sûr! There is no doubt in my mind these photos will develop beautifully! All thanks to you, mon rêve!” He smiles affectionately as he studies your face for a moment, but then suddenly glances over to the side at a patch of tall grass. Pressing a finger to his smiling lips, he gives you a wink and begins to creep silently into the grass. Reaching his destination, he glances over his shoulder at you with a playful look in his eyes. Rook then raises his fingers to his mouth and lets out a piercing whistle, causing a small bird to erupt into flight from its grassy hiding place. The sudden sound of furiously flapping wings startles you and you instinctively turn your head sharply to the side to watch the bird rush off into the sky. Rook suddenly calls out to you, “Arrête! Don’t move!”

You freeze in place, listening and waiting for further instruction, when you hear the snapping sound of the camera’s shutter. You look over and see Rook holding his camera pointed directly at you, an expression of joy and wonder radiating from his face. You laugh and playfully ask, “Why did you take my picture? I thought we were out here to photograph birds.”

Rook wags his finger in a gently teasing way and laughs, “Remember, mon trésor, I am a hunter of beauty above all else!” Lowering his camera, he begins to slowly walk back to your side as he says, “I could not resist the urge to photograph your captivating form. The way the sunlight falls across your face, the curve of your cheeks.” Finally reaching your side, he reaches out to you and softly strokes the side of your face. Brushing a kiss against your brow, he continues in an enraptured voice, “The sound of your laughter, the blaze of joy in your eyes! There is so much of this moment and of you, that I wish to always hold tight in my heart and treasure for the rest of my life.”

You smile softly and think over Rook’s words for a moment before asking, “How about we take a picture together then? To help us always remember this moment.”

Rook gasps with delight and quietly exclaims, “Bonne idée! What a brilliant thought, my love!” You laugh at his enthusiasm and Rook laughs right along with you. Holding his camera at arms length and pointing it towards the two of you, Rook nestles up against your side and places his head on your shoulder. In a dreamlike whisper, he says, “In the face of this shared eternity, let us smile together now, mon amour.”

#event writing #request writing #twst #twisted wonderland #twst imagines #rook hunt #rook x reader #m!reader #fluff and romance #bun-lapin écrit

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monochromepalette · 2 years

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HELLO HELLO FIRST TIME REQUESTING EVER. 👀

I loved the angst fanfic you posted and I am a sucker for angst but lets do a lil fluff today👍Could you make a oneshot about Savannahclaw boys getting dragged to bed by an exhausted reader(male if you dont mind) in the middle of the day. Reader pulled an all-nighter for 5 days straight sleeping for 15 minutes at MAX so they could study for exams and now all they wanna do is cuddle with their boyfriend for hours (ik leona and his ass wouldn't mind it one bit but I wanna get scolded by him🥰)

(P.s. if u will do emoji anons could I be 🌺 anon ignore this part if u wont)

Hello my little 🌺Anony🌺!!! I'm so happy you enjoyed my angst fic (EEEE, I'm curling my toes >///<) It's totally ok - your first request is actually my first request submission from someone, so... this HAS to be FATE!!! :DDD I got so happy when I saw this because I didn't think anybody was going to request anything since I don't post much. Thank you so much, it seriously made my day!!! ( > u < )

* I don't have any edited pictures for the Savanaclaw boys as of now, but will make some in the near future! *

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* Leona Kingscholar *

"I'm exhausted," you mumbled.

You were laying on the dirt in the middle of the botanical gardens with Leona. He was hovering right over you, just staring at your baggy eyes. He was secretly being judgemental for your actions but he decided not to say anything.

"Get your lazy butt up," Leona finally grumbled. He tugged and pulled you up by your shirt like he was some middle school bully. "You still gotta go back to class."

"Can we skip class and go to bed?" You begged. "Please. Come on. Lunch time's about to hit soon."

"Last thing I want is for you to fail two years of school just like me," Leona groaned.

"Ditching a few classes ain't gonna kill me," you said and shoved his arm off playfully. You plopped back down into the ground and sighed loudly. "I studied all night to pass my exams to go to the next grade."

Leona picked you up from the ground and he carried you like you were his groom. No—scratch that—at this point, you were his groom. You didn't know where he was going as he exited the gardens and to the school. He was probably going to drop you at the cafeteria, but you decided to just hop off with the little energy you had left. There was no way you would let him do that to you.

You rolled over, getting off of him, and landed on your feet. "We're going to your room," you huffed and pulled at his arms. "You don't have a say and you're coming with me."

"You're the biggest brat I know."

"Sure am," you said as you tugged him along. You passed by the cafe and headed to the mirror chambers. Leona didn't retaliate, didn't pull you back, or even bicker with you. He just walked alongside you as you tightly held his hand so he wouldn't escape. He just let things happen as you and him jumped into the Savanaclaw mirror. As you and him entered the domain, a huge blush formed on your face that you couldn't hide from him. "I just... want to cuddle with my boyfriend after all that studying."

He knew you worked hard the past five days. Going over your notes and journals again and again, only getting some five to fifteen minutes of sleep per night. Leona's face began to heat up when he saw your tinted cheeks. He began to think about how adorable your sleeping face would be laying against his chest. He turned his head away despite you not paying attention to him anymore. Seeing how much you really wanted this break, he... might as well just let you enjoy the rest of the day with him in bed.

"You deserve this," Leona said.

"What?" You asked.

Leona, slowly regaining composure, just smiled smugly and said, "...Nothin' at all."

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* Ruggie Bucchi *

Ruggie was bored out of his mind as he continued to cut up the slabs of meat he was going to snack on. A meat salad with a side of Jade's mushrooms was what he planned to eat. To you, it sounded more like lunch than a snack.

You just listened to the chop, chop, chop, as you focused in on your studies. Or at least, tried to study. The noise kept you from falling face-first onto the table and catching some sleep. You wanted to just slide the papers off the table but your pride and ego said, "No, human, you must study. Sleep is for the weak."

The sunlight from the windows kept bothering you and your eyes. You kept squinting, and the feeling just urged you to fall asleep. The heat felt nice on you but you kept your concentration up until Ruggie's chopping stopped. You sat straight up and pulled away from the desk. "I've had enough. I can't do this. I have to sleep."

You peered into the kitchen from around the corner, spying on whatever Ruggie was going to do next. He was looking for something in the fridge, his hand was on his chin as he thought about something.

You stepped into the kitchen and said jokingly, "How about... you stare and snack on me instead?"

Ruggie turned and furrowed his brows at you. "Nah, you humans don't give us enough protein."

"I... was kidding," You rubbed the back of your neck and smiled, trying to change the topic off of food. You intertwined your hands with Ruggie's. "It's really hot today. Will you be going to be take a nap soon?"

Ruggie raised a brow. "What's this nap gonna give me? Money? I gotta eat first and go to the lounge in an hour."

"Hm... No," you thought quietly. "But don't you hyenas like sleeping in the sunlight? I'd like to try it out with you today. There's a bunch of sunlight on the couch coming from the windows."

"Don't you have to study?"

"I've studied plenty." You pleaded and took him by the arm, heading to the living room couch, "I want and need a break with you. I've only had a couple minutes of sleep for the past five days."

"Oh sheesh, fine..." Ruggie shrugged and agreed. He pulled you in for a hug and took you down onto the couch with him. His warm body pressed against you as the sunlight hit his back. "You really didn't need to guilt trip me. I was probably gonna stay here anyways... I know you want to spend some time with me after all that studying."

Comforted by his words, you couldn't help but feel this fuzzy feeling in your chesf. "Thanks for staying. Next time, I'll repay you." You laughed lightly and kissed his forehead. You knew for sure that now you were going to ace those exams, because you were going to sleep with your boyfriend by your side.

"Wait, so you're gonna bribe me next time?"

"Go sleep."

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* Jack Howl *

"Can you brew some tea for me real quick?" You asked as you wrote down notes from the grimoire you were studying with. The loud, quick scritches from your pencil was enough for Jack to notice that you were too busy to do it yourself. He didn't hesitate as you felt the weight of the bed pull you up higher when he got off.

When the kettle starting bubbling and brewing, you looked up to see Jack stare intensely at your work. "Did you really need to stay up all night just to study?" He asked.

"Yes," you responded, "I still do. Five minutes of sleep for five nights. That was my end goal."

Jack sighed as he stuffed the tea leaves, sugar, and cream into the mug. The kettle stopped fumig, and he poured in the hot water, mixing the concoction around. The aroma was quite strong, even from a distance away. It almost smelled like... chamomile, maybe?

Jack set down the mug on the nightstand, wrapping it up with a cold rag to let it cool down quicker. You sat there for a while, finishing the last few sentences in your journal and slamming it shut. You picked up the tea and sipped it. To your surprise, it had cooled down quite a bit. Had he used some magic? "Thank you, Jack... I appreciate you coming today," you said between your drinks.

Jack returned a smile as your hand ran through his hair. You wanted to say "good boy" but stopped yourself from saying it. Though, for some odd reason, you were slowly becoming more and more sleepy. The chamomile tea must've had taken a huge effect on you. Did he choose that on purpose?

Jack observed your eyes slowly drifting and your head nodding down, and then up. He sat down onto the bed with you, worried you'd fall off.

"I'm getting kinda drowsy," you finally admitted. You kicked your notebook and grimoire off the bed. You'd worry about the damages later. "Did you pick that tea on purpose?"

Jack's face held a puzzled expression. He seemed rather offended by your question. "That was the only one you had left."

"Ah," was all that left your mouth. You dragged Jack down with you as you plummted onto the pillows. The bed bounced and you shut your eyes. You swaddled your arms around his muscular arm and nuzzled your face against him. He was surprisingly cozy. His warmth was uncomparable to the tea he had made for you

Jack's face exploded into a deep scarlet red. "Wait, what are you—"

Before you could even answer him, you already knocked out, still snuggling beside him. Jack, feeling flustered, awkwardly positioned himself and held onto your hands that were wrapped around him. He was wondering what he should do. He closed his eyes, having no idea what he was going to say once you woke up.

#savanaclaw #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #jack howl x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #m!reader #twst wonderland

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humbletumblecrudi · 1 year

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Lemon Lime anon back to bother you with a silly request that came to me in a dream: Jack and male reader who are both interested in cacti tending to cacti together?

Writer's Note(s): I can do that Lemon Lime Anon, I'm so sorry for the wait! It's been a busy year, we're almost done! Unsure if this was platonic or romantic, so I made it romantic this time!

Info on Reader: Reader is intended AMAB in this work, and uses he/him. The Reader likes tending to cacti before even coming to Twisted Wonderland. Reader is described as being able to pick up several heavy objects easily.

Ship(s): Jack Howl × Male!Reader who likes cacti tending

Fujoshis and Fem Aligned Readers DNI || Please enjoy!

ＪａｃｋＨｏｗｌ｜ジャック・ハウル

Jack definitely feels proud that there's someone else who knows how to care for cacti, and he happened to be dating him! He sees the act of sharing hobbies, at least one, with you as something good. He knows his parents like to share activities together and sharing hobbies with you reminds him of how close you two could be.

Once the topic of cacti is brought up and you both know about each other's like for cacti and succulents, Jack offers to bring you to his little guy and also the ones he has in the greenhouse.

Of course, he's more happy to hear any praise from you about the ones in his room because those are nurtured by him personally. The greenhouse ones he'll also take praise for, but he'll also take help with them as well.

The rehousing of cacti is now much easier with two of you as one can wear the gloves or hold the cacti in tongs while the other prepares the soil and pot. The 10-10-10 fertilizer you use during the summer months usually is carried in by you, while Jack does the digging. That can flip-flop easily, anytime.

During winterーwhere you don't have to take care of them as muchーyou two can date more and usually forget about cacti based hobbies for, perhaps, snowboarding or skating. Jack loves both of them, and is glad to forge new passions with you.

When summer is still high and cacti are numerous, he'll enjoy arranging multiple plots of arranged species in those plots. Various cacti species can coexist in one plot and he enjoys arranging them, and would love your input on that. He also would like to share input as well, especially when it's your own plots your arranging.

During the afternoons, students near the greenhouse see Jack and another student outside with a wheelbarrow or trolley full of cacti getting more natural sunlight. Jack and the student are often in full lab wear and covered in dirt, laughing or just talking.

Fellow greenhouse frequenting students will answer, "Oh, they're just taking all the cacti for natural light. They do that for two hours whenever they can, leave them be please."

Would definitely let you dress up the cacti if you want, but is obviously very worrying about the spikes. Wear gloves and use tweezers please, he would prefer if a large spine didn't puncture you for the troubles of a tiny hat. He won't dress them up, but that won't stop him from judging the colors and styles you choose. If you get the cacti a suit jacket, he'll judge you (affectionately, but also with confusion).

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twistedwonderworm · 1 year

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Rarity (TWST Commission)

Commission for @pickingpixel

Pairing: Silver x M!reader (kinda?)

Warnings: nongraphic character death courtesy of Malleus

Word count: 4,528

I do call them children a lot but Silver and Y/N are around 13-14

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Fae themselves were often rarely seen by many people as they preferred to keep to themselves. However, the rarest of the fae were the unicorn fae. Even their brethren rarely saw one of these magnificent creatures. Many think they are completely extinct from how rare they were. But Lilia knew otherwise.

They were rare, but not completely extinct yet. They were hunted almost to extinction for their horns. Not only for the magical capabilities for the horn but also just as trophies as well. There were few things more beautiful than the horn of a unicorn fae.

Lilia knew that there were still some unicorns in hiding, trying to preserve what was left of the species, and he had helped quite a few in the past but it had been a long time since he had seen one. That was until he found the poor, frightened unicorn child in the snow.

The child was small, a bit smaller than he should be at his age and seemed to have been on his own for a while. He looked like he wanted to run as Lilia approached him, but for some reason wouldn't budge. Maybe it was the older fae's approachable nature. He knelt down.

"Where are your parents, little one?" Lilia asked, keeping his voice soft so as not to frighten the little one.

The little unicorn shrugged, "My parents have been gone a long time. It's just been me for as long as I can remember."

Lilia's heart sank as there could have been only two reasons for this child to be on his own for so long. Either he was abandoned by his parents which didn’t happen with unicorn fae since they were trying to regrow the population. The other possibility was that the humans got them. Which was sadly more likely.

"Well if you don't have anywhere to go, you can come live with me and my sons," Lilia offered. "None of us may be unicorns like you, but that doesn't mean we can be family."

The child hesitated for a moment, fear still evident in his eyes but he gave in. He nodded, causing Lilia to smile. It would be nice to have a steady place to live and a family that cared for him.

"Do you have a name, little one?" The older fae asked, wanting to know what he should call this child.

"Y/N," the little unicorn answered, "My name is Y/N."

"Well,Y/N, it's time to go home." Lilia smiled, offering his hand to the small boy. He was overjoyed when Y/N took it. Together they walked back to Lilia's home. Where he raised his sons in peace and away from the humans.

It took a while for Y/N to adjust to living with Lilia and his sons, but the three were patient with him. They knew that he had been through a hard time so they wanted him to take his time and get used to how different things were now. But slowly and surely he adjusted, though he never did start seeing Lilia as his father figure. Lilia was confused about this but decided to give Y/N his time.

Everyday he would sit next to Silver outside and together the two of them would watch Lilia training Malleus. Their eyes would be glued to the two older fae, moving in tandem, the wooden swords they used for sparring clashing together with dull thuds. Soon, it would be time for them to start training with Lilia and Malleus, and the two children were excited about it.

"I'm going to train so much so that when I'm bigger I can beat you, Malleus!" Y/N exclaimed one morning after breakfast while Malleus was helping Lilia clean up. They always sparred after breakfast so that they wouldn't be hungry during training.

"Oh, is that so?" The dragon fae asked, smiling down at the little unicorn. His hands were wet from doing the dishes. Lilia hummed in the next room as he wiped down the table. "I'm sure you'll beat me Y/N! You have a warrior's spirit." He had no doubt that both of the younger males would be wonderful knights in the future. They both had the drive to do so.

Y/N beamed when Malleus praised him and nodded excitedly, "Of course, I have a warrior's spirit! I'm going to grow up and be just like Lilia!"

Lilia chuckled when he heard that ruffling Y/N's hair as he passed, "Then you need to train and grow up to be big and strong if you want to be like me, okay?"

"Okay!!" Y/N chirped before bounding away happily. But no matter how close he was to Lilia and Malleus, he was still closest to Silver. The children went everywhere and did almost everything together. While Y/N wanted to train to be likLilia, Silver wanted to train so he could protect Y/N.

When asked why by the unicorn, Silver only smiled and answered with. "Because you're special to me." He knew they would grow up and become Malleus's knights since Malleus was the heir apparent of Briar Valley, but he also wanted to protect Y/N. Unicorn faes had to be protected and knight-in-training or not, his beloved Y/N was still a unicorn fae.

"You're special to me too, Silver," Y/N replied, smiling when the human child smiled as well. Then, he took Silver's hand

and the two children ran into the woods together. They were deep enough into the woods that they weren't afraid of any humans coming this far into the woods so they thought it would be safe enough to go with Lilia or Malleus to supervise them.

"Are you sure it's okay for us to go alone?" Silver aaked, his grip on Y/N's hand tightening. "What if something happens? We haven't started training yet. We don't even have weapons on us to protect ourselves with if something happens."

The unicorn laughed, using his free hand to ruffle the human boy's silver hair, "It's going to be fine, Silver." He said excitedly. "Lilia says the humans don't come this deep into the woods. They're too afraid of the legends that say it's cursed and full of fearsome beasts."

"Is it really cursed and full of fearsome beasts?" Silver's eyes widened with fear, and Y/N gave him a reassuring smile.

"I don't know about curses, Silver, but I'm sure Malleus and Lilia are fearsome enough to keep most of the dangerous being away."

It was enough of an answer to ease Silver's fright, and the two continued on, deeper and deeper into the forest. It was quiet in the forest, the silence only being broken by the soft sounds of life around them. The songs of birds and the footsteps of the various animals around them made the quiet area feel alive but not too loud.

A doe with her fawn trailing behind came right up to the boys, unafraid despite the fact that Silver was human. It was normal for animals to come up fearlessly to fae like Y/N but seeing the pull the human had with them despite his species made Y/N smile. Ever since Lilia brought him to the house and introduced him to Silver and Malleus, Y/N always knew Silver was special.

Every now and then, he'd see all sorts of animals around Silver, calm as can be. Usually this was when the young human was sleeping, when he was also at his calmest. These moments never failed to make Y/N feel proud to be around Silver though he always got a little too hopeful. He wanted to build a future where the faes and humans could put aside their differences and live in peace. He just didn't know when that would even happen. If it even would in the first place.

A sound shook him from his reverie. It sounded like a twig snapping under a heavy boot, and it had all the warning bells in the unicorn's head going off. It came from the direction that they were heading which means it couldn't have been Malleus or Lilia. And it was definitely not an animal.

Y/N put an arm in front of Silver, stopping the human dead in his tracks. The silver-haired boy was about to ask him why he stopped, but Y/N gestured to him not to talk.

"I thought you heard something out here," Came a rough, unfamiliar voice not that far away. Y/N's posture stiffened, and he could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. This was not right. Something was going terribly wrong. He started backing up slowly, bringing Silver with him. They had to get away.

"I told you this was the forest that those fairies live in," another voice answered the first, sounding like they were coming closer. "I also heard they reside deep in the forest so of course we haven't seen anything yet. You have to be patient."

The first man huffed, "I don't want to be patient. I want one now." That was when the two human males emerged from the forest and caught sight of the two children. They were both confused by what two young boys were doing out in the forest, but the first guy's eyes lit up when they landed on Y/N's horn and ears. "Looks like we managed to find one real quickly. Grab them both." The two humans started to guy after Silver and Y/N, causing the two children to flee.

"We're not going to be able to outrun them," Silver cried out as they ran, panic straining his voice. "We'll never make it back home before they catch us! What are they going to do when they catch us? Are they going to kill us?"

Y/N huffed, "They might. We need to move faster. Here." Y/N hadn't used much magic despite being a fae at this time, but there was one that he could do, and he knew that it was the only chance they had of making it out of this predicament alive. It was a slim chance but a chance nonetheless. He focused, letting his human lead him out of the way of trees as his eyes closed. Then, he felt it happening, the changing of his shape.

All unicorn faes have the power of turning into a full unicorn form, but they don't usually master it at Y/N's age. Silver quickly clambered onto the unicorn's back, hanging on for dear life without hurting the other too much.

Y/N was much faster in this form and despite having Silver on his back, he was able to keep the distance between them and the hunters. Though he wouldn't allow himself to celebrate just yet. He had to focus on getting him and Silver to safety. If he dropped his focus for a minute and something happened, the two of them would be caught and done for. He couldn't let that happen.

After what seemed like a much longer time, Y/N finally reached their house again, Silver crying tears of joy against his fur-covered neck. Malleus and Lilia stepped out of the house when the boys ran up.

"What's wrong?" Malleus asked, but Lilia caught the scent of the humans before either of the two boys could answer, and his growl was full of malicious intent.

"Hunters…" the older fae growled. He reached out for the young boys, Y/N transforming back into his human form as he and Silver rushed into Lilia's arms. They hugged Lilia, crying into his shirt. "I'll take the boys inside and make sure they're okay. Deal with the humans any way you see fit." There was a dark tone in his voice, and Malleus knew exactly what his father meant.

A growl tore from his throat as he stepped forward. As soon as he heard the front door close and saw the humans emerge, he smiled dangerously. The confusion in their faces melted into fear when they realized what was going to happen and they desperately tried to escape their punishment. There was no escape from Malleus as a wall of bright green fire blocked off their exit.

"You think it's right to try hunting two little kids?" The dragon fae growled, his eyes glowing with malice. "I will teach you and anyone else who tries to hurt my brother and our unicorn what will happen when you anger a dragon." The flames advanced on the frightened, trapped hunters.

Silver and Y/N covered their ears, trying to escape the horrible screams and smells and the crackling of the fire outside. Too soon was it quiet again, and they heard Malleus come in again. They whimpered, cuddling closer to the old fae for comfort, and he was happy to oblige.

"Don't worry boys," Lilia said. "Malleus and I will always be here to protect you. No matter what."

After that experience, it took a while for Silver and Y/N to recover. Lilia wasn't surprised. This was the boys' first run in with the danger that fees were used to. The same kind of danger that probably took Y/N's parents away from him.

He gave them ample time to recover and not long after, they both became adamant about starting their training. It was still a little sooner than Lilia would have liked, but he understood. He too would prefer them to stay safe and what better way of making sure that happened than training them?

Of course this was much more strenuous for Y/N. As a fae he had to develop his magic more than Silver. Malleus and Lilia often alternated in training the boys, and the training went well. Silver showed himself to be quick learning despite his tendency to fall asleep just as quickly as well as training in magic along with Y/N. As a human, he just wasn't as good at it as Y/N was.

With the way the boys' training was going, Lilia and Malleus were both pleased, and whenever they would improve at something they would change it up. Though one morning, during training something unexpected happened.

"Easy… Easy." Lilia muttered under his breath as he was teaching Y/N to levitate a rock. Malleus and Silver were sitting nearby observing, staying quiet so as not to break Y/N's concentration.

Y/N was concentrating on lifting the rock, and it slowly lifted a few inches. It was shaking and jittering but that was simply because Y/N was still inexperienced in doing this type of magic. Like all magic, the more he practiced, the better he'd get. And the less the things he levitated would shake during it.

The rock was a couple of feet in the air when Silver made the worst mistake that he could have made in that moment. He couldn't have known that it would happen, but he still felt guilty for it afterwards. Even years later, he would feel bad for it. He just wanted to praise Y/N for his training, but he didn't anticipate what it would cause.

Y/N's concentration was shattered when Silver excitedly praised him, the rock shooting sideways. It hit Lilia in the head, the eldest fae being thrown back in surprise. All three of his sons screamed and ran towards him, checking to make sure that he was alright.

The rock wasn't that big so it didn't do too much damage to Lilia, but there was still a stream of blood running down his head from where he was hit in the forehead. He groaned as he sat up, and Malleus dug around in his pockets in a panic. The dragon fae pulled out a handkerchief, handing it over to his adopted father.

"There you go, Lilia," Malleus spoke. "You can press it to your head to stop the bleeding."

Lilia smiled and nodded as he did so, "Thank you, Malleus." Despite having just had a rock thrown at his head, Lilia still seemed to be in good spirits. Sure it did hurt like hell but he had gone through even worse pain during his days as a general. He just didn't want to upset the two youngest males even more than they already were.

"I'm so sorry, Lilia," Y/N whimpered, tears falling from his eyes. He hasn't meant to hurt Lilia. He had just been started and his loss of concentration had led him to lose control of the spell, but he still felt extremely guilty about it.

When the bleeding had subsided, Lilia reached over to pull Y/N into a hug, allowing Silver to join too when he saw that the human was too upset to say anything, "It's okay, little ones. You didn't do anything majorly wrong. It's quite normal to lose control of a spell when you're as inexperienced as you are. It has happened to all of us at one point or another so it's to be expected. At least your loss of control wasn't as devastating as that of a certain dragon fae's was when he was young."

He decided to tease Malleus about a few mishaps he had caused when he was young to put the younger two at ease. It seemed to work when Silver and Y/N both started giggling as they hugged Lilia.

"Are you completely sure you're okay, father?" Silver asked, looking up at the eldest fae. His aurora-colored eyes were still watery from his tears.

A warm smile crossed Lilia's face, and he wiped the year tracks from Silver's and Y/N's cheeks, "I'm fine. Really, I am. This old man has been hurt far worse in the past. This is honestly nothing compared to what I've been through."

With his words, the boys' worries were out to ease. Well partially at least. Y/N still felt guilty for basically throwing a rock at The man who had taken him in almost a year ago so he wanted to find a way to make it up to Lilia, especially since Lilia's birthday was coming up as well. He spent the next few days struggling to think of an idea, but nothing came to mind. So he approached Silver to ask for his opinion.

"What about making him breakfast in bed?" The silver-haired human suggested. "I'm pretty sure father would appreciate a gesture like that."

The unicorn fae thought for a moment, "That's a wonderful idea. I'm not the best cook in the world but I'm pretty sure I could make something decent enough to be edible." Well at least Y/N's cooking was better than Lilia's. Though he would never say it to his father's face, that would be cruel and disrespectful, and he loved Lilia dearly. Though there was definitely a reason why Malleus was usually the one who offered to cook.

Silver nodded, "I can help you cook this. After all, I was the one who caused this."

Y/N smiled and hugged Silver tightly, "Thank you, Silver. I'm not sure how I was going to do this without you."

So the next morning, the two boys woke up early, even earlier than Malleus and Lilia so that they could put their plan in motion. They started with getting out everything they needed, settling with making Lilia some pancakes. They measured out everything carefully, making enough for everyone to have plenty to eat.

Y/N was stirring the batter while Silver cooked some eggs to go with the pancakes. Then, the unicorn fae got the stupid idea of practicing his magic while cooking. He had seen Malleus use his magic to stir stew and soup sometimes so he thought it would be an easy enough way to practice. Easy and possibly less dangerous since there weren't any rocks involved.

Silver glanced over as Y/N carefully stirred using his magic, going slowly so that nothing could go wrong. Though when he noticed Silver looking at him, he felt the need to show off for him. He always felt the desire to make Silver proud of him and to make him smile. He didn't understand why he felt this way, but he knew that he would do anything to get Silver to smile at him. He sent him a grin back before speeding up his stirring, his grin widening when he heard Silver gasp in surprise.

"You're really good at this," the human said, moving closer so that he could see better. "You must have been practicing your magic far more than I thought you were."

Y/N shrugged, cocky grin still evident on his face, "This is not a big deal honestly. I just thought you would like to see something cool." He felt fuzzy inside with Silver looking at him so intently, and he was basking in the attention he was getting from him. But of course, whenever Silver was involved, it seemed like his concentration suffered, and this moment was no different. One minute he was stirring the batter with no problem and the next, batter got everywhere.

Y/N huffed as he stopped using his magic, "That didn't quite end the way I wanted it to." He was disappointed that he had messed up yet again in front of Silver. "You probably don't think I'm cool anymore."

Silver smiled and shook his head, stepping closer to the unicorn fae, "I wouldn't exactly say that. I always think you're cool." His thumb swiped off some of the batter that had splattered onto Y/N's cheek before licking it off of his thumb.

Y/N's eyes were wide and staring at Silver, his face heating up as a faint flush spread across his cheeks. He tried to say something but the words were caught in his throat.

Silver titled his head, aurora-colored eyes staring at him in concern, "Did I do something wrong?" He started to back away, but Y/N clung to his arms, keeping him in place.

"N-no of course not…" Y/N shook his head, face still red as he looked at Silver. "You never do anything to upset me… I just don't know how to process how I feel…"

The human nodded in understanding. "I understand. I have the same struggles. How about we get this cleaned up, and make some more batter for the pancakes? We can both think as we do so."

Y/N smiled and nodded. Together the boys worked on cleaning the mess Y/N made and finishing up the birthday breakfast for Lilia. They didn't talk about what happened again, and Lilia had a wonderful birthday, thanks to the hard work of the boys.

Later that day, Y/N asked Silver to spar with him. The human agreed, and met outside, with their training swords. The day wasn't too cold for the time of year, and Y/N was thankful for it. He didn't like the cold, and he didn't want either of them to get sick just because they wanted to spar.

Y/N looked nervous, and Silver tried to reassure him with a smile. He understood the unicorn's nervousness. He wasn't as used to physically sparring as Silver was, and it scared him. Malleus and Lilia were more focused on developing his magic since that was a unicorn fae's main strength.

"Don't worry, I won't be too hard on you," Silver reassured him. His kind words didn't have much effect on Y/N's blush except to make it worse.

"Thank you…" Y/N smiled softly. "I just need to practice this more, and I want you to help me."

Silver nodded, "I'll be happy to help." He smiled back, and the two got their training swords ready. The sparring went well though Solver was able to easily parry all of Y/N's blows. It was a bit embarrassing with how easily a human could beat him, but he wasn't going to give up without a fight. He growled low in his throat, throwing Silver off in surprise as he leapt at him.

Y/N could see Silver's pale face flush as they sparred together, and the sight bringing a smirk to his face. So he wasn't the only one that was confused by what he was feeling. That made him feel better and sent adrenaline through his veins. With one last blow, he sent Silver's training sword flying out of his hands with a dull thunk, the wooden sword landing a few feet away.

Silver's eyes widened when he got disarmed, face flushing even more when the tip of Y/N's training sword touched his collarbone lightly. Y/N smiled, enjoying how much he was able to make Silver nervous.

"Looks like I won," Y/N said happily, his eyes shining. "Since I won I need a reward."

Silver flushed and nodded, moving closer when Y/N lowered his sword, "And I have the perfect reward… as long as you don't hate it.." His nervousness got worse, but he didn't want to get cold feet so he rested his hands on Y/N's shoulders. "Are you sure you want this?"

Y/N nodded, his own blush darkening, "Yes I do. Thank you, Silver.

The human nodded and leaned over, pressing a quick kiss to Y/N's cheek, "Please keep this a secret… I'm not sure how I feel about you yet, but I know I feel something. I just don't know how Lilia would act if he knew. You may not see him as a father but I don't want either of us to get in trouble."

Y/N smiled and pressed a kiss to the taller male's cheek as well, "Don't worry. I understand because I'm confused too and your secret is safe with me." He giggled. He turned around and started walking back to the house. Silver smiled and followed him, grabbing Y/N's hand. Holding the fae's hand was a bit strange but it let him know that Y/N was there and was safe. It put him at ease.

"Do you want to play a game later?" Silver asked, completely relaxed as they walked. "I still have yet to beat you in chess."

Y/N laughed as they walked inside, "Sure but you'll never beat me in chess. Malleus can't even beat me in chess. Though you're welcome to try."

Silver smiled, "Challenge accepted." He smiled happily as the two sat down to play chess. He never thought he'd ever be this happy to play chess, but any time spent with Y/N was a good time. No matter how they spent it. They could just sit around, not talking but just enjoying each other's company, and he'd be happy. And he hoped they could spend time together for the rest of his life. That would make everything worth it. He smiled as Y/N stared down at the chessboard, plotting out his first move. It didn't matter if he won or lost this game. As long as Y/N was happy, he'd be happy.

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