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dotster001 · 2 months

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When You Escape Him; Non NRC

Summary: Yandere Neige/Chenya/Rollo/Najma x gn!reader. He adopts a child that looks like the two of you. You run to give you both a chance at life. You never expected him to find you.

CW: these are probably the tamest of the crew, yandere content, probably ooc but we know so little about these guys, Rook's an ass, gaslighting/manipulation, restraints, Rollo's darling is on their last straw, Stockholm syndrome

A/N: I was gonna include Najma, but she's so pretty, she could do whatever she wanted, and I'd be like, "whatever you say, babygirl." Anyways...I did not include her here...for reasons....

Edit: I am a dumbass. I figured out how to write a Najma part.

Heartslaybul Savannaclaw Octavinelle Scarabia Pomefiore Ignihyde Diasomnia Staff

Three years into your relationship, he had come home and placed a baby in your arms.

"They were left in a box, all alone. And, well, he looks like if the two of us had a child," he sheepishly stared at the ground. "I just, I just figured it must be a gift from the seven."

You knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to tie himself to you through this boy. He looked just like him, and you were disgusted and scared.

Until he opened his eyes for the first time, and you found yourself staring into your own.

And you knew. You had to give this child the opportunity for a better life. A life without him.

In the end, your son did the opposite of what he had intended. And the first moment you could, the two of you had escaped.

You'd gotten an invitation to Rook's estate in the Sunset Savannah.

Rook had basically become your son's godfather, though you had to doubt his motives. At first that is.

You'd been suspicious. Of course Rook would want to raise up the next Neige le Blanche. Your son was the spitting image of him, but with the added “bonus” of having your “radiant, glowing eyes.” You couldn't help but worry that Rook was helping you because he wanted to be the one to help polish and prepare the one who would grow up to be the fairest of them all.

Your suspicions had faded over time, as he seemed to be taking a hands off approach, opting to send money, buy food and clothes, and play pretend dad if someone asked questions. He'd visit twice a year, expressing his excitement to simply play fairy godmother to the boy.

Then one evening, long after your son had gone to sleep, you'd sat late into the night talking in front of Rook's grandiose fireplace. The both of you had inched closer and closer, until he'd taken your chin in his hand, and was whispering against your lips.

“I've always loved your eyes. I'd always hoped that it would be my son you'd share them with.”

You laughed dryly. “Perhaps in another universe, there's a boy who looks like Rook Hunt, who has my (e/c) eyes.”

“I hope that Rook treasures him as much as I treasure S/N and his parent. Perhaps you can make the transgression up to me, by allowing me to dote on you, and continue to help raise your son.”

It had been a night where, despite not having drunk anything, you'd felt intoxicated: on eachother, and the firelight, and promises for the future. The next morning, you'd both agreed it was best to proceed as usual. Perhaps, as time went on, you would fall into something naturally. You weren't far off as it was.

A month later was when you'd gotten the invitation to his estate.

Your son was excited as always. And when you'd arrived, Rook had told you he had set up a tea party for you. The door opened, and a pair of arms were wrapped around you.

“Oh my sevens, thank you, thank you, thank you!”

You stiffened, but didn't have time to react as Neige pulled away, and got down on your son's level, cupping his cheeks, and cooing softly. The static in your ears was preventing you from understanding anything he was saying. But you were the only one out of the four people in this room who was not smiling.

Neige pushed a lock of your son's hair back, and gave him a tearful smile, and you watched as your son skipped out the door. You felt Rook's hands on your shoulders, and it brought you back to earth. He gently directed you to one of the two chairs of the tea party you had been promised. You sat with a thud as Neige took the one across from you.

You looked up at Rook, tears forming in the corners of your eyes. He reached out, and gently brushed one away.

“Do not cry, Mon Trickster”

“Why?”

He smiled softly, yet still had the decency to look heartbroken.

“I cannot stand between soulmates. You can't let true love escape, for someone like me.” He leaned in and whispered in your ear, “Just give him a chance. The beauty the two of you create together is not something I can allow to get away.”

And then he left the room, shutting and locking the door behind him, as you stared at Neige, who practically had hearts in his eyes. He reached across the table and gently took your hand, stroking the back with his thumb.

“I missed you both. So much.”

You bit your lip unsure of what to say.

“Listen, I know I've made some mistakes, but,” he sniffled a little, “I want you back. Please, give us another chance.”

“I don't think-”

“I'm so much better than I was! I hurt you, I know, but I'm not that person anymore.” He got up from his chair, and knelt before you, pressing your hand to his heart.

“I swear on everything I love that I will never hurt you again. I'll be less controlling. I won't fly off the handle. I won't give you the silent treatment when you have to talk to someone who isn't me. Please.”

He knew his crimes. That was a pretty huge step. And as you stared into his pleading eyes, you remembered how much you used to love this man. He seemed so earnest.

Maybe you could learn to love him again.

“And what if you're lying?” You asked, hoarsely.

“I'm not.”

“A-a trial period. That's all I'll agree to.”

He looked ecstatic as he jumped up, and wrapped his arms around you.

“Thank you. I promise to never make you cry again.”

You believed him. Just like you'd believed him everytime he made you pretty promises.

But, maybe this time…

“Oh. Hey Y/N. Meow's it going?” Chenya said as though him shopping at the supermarket you always shopped at wasn't about to send you spiraling.

He reached past you, grabbing the bag of chips on the shelf next to you. You didn't dare move. Sudden movements made him excited. You'd sent your kids to grab something you'd forgotten in the frozen food aisle. You prayed it would take him a while to find it.

“Nya, you have nothing to be a scaredy cat about. I'm just here to shop,” he said with a wide smile, grabbing another several bags of chips. “See, I have a mew family. With an even more purrfect son.”

“Oh, well good for you, Chenya. I'm happy for you,” you said, quickly turning your cart so that you could run if you had to.

He looked at you, face blank. “So, I don't need you anymore.”

“That's so great. I'm happy for you,” you took a step back, trying to decide if you should call someone over, just in case he decided to be wild, just to fuck with you one more time.

“I'm glad. So leave me alone. M’kay?” He said, his face still uncharacteristically blank.

“Sounds good.”

You slowly walked out of the aisle. Once you were out of his eyeline, you ran for your son, and grabbed his hand.

“Forget it, baby, we're just gonna go home,” you whispered.

“But why?” He whined, begrudgingly putting the ice cream sandwiches, that you definitely didn't ask for, back on the shelf.

“I forgot my wallet at home,” you explained, but he didn't seem to be listening. He slowly pointed slightly behind you. Then you felt a tail wrap around your middle.

You looked over your shoulder, but as usual there was no body attached to the tail. You held back a groan. The only way to deal with him was to give him nothing.

“Nya, you were supposed to get insanely jealous!” He whined, and you felt his rough tongue lick up and down your neck, possessively.

“You said you were happy, and that you didn't need me,” you reminded, trying to subtly give your son the eye signal. You'd established it about a year ago. If you gave him that signal, it meant he had to get a grown up to help. Chenya was too unpredictable, so you had to hope that if your son got away, he would actually get help, or he'd be taken care of by a family far away. He turned on his heel, ready to walk, not run, down the aisle, when a hand grabbed his shoulder.

Chenya 's face hovered above the both of you, clearly upset.

“Where are you going? Bad kitties get bites,” he warned. Your son, who was not related to Chenya, unfortunately had the same feline features and instincts. Upon hearing that warning, his ears drooped, and he looked down at the floor, whimpering.

“Aw! So pwecious! Papa will forgive you!” The tail around you disappeared, as Chenya recorpperated himself before your son, happily squishing his cheeks, and nuzzling their noses.

“Uh, who are you?” Your son asked nervously, looking at you as though you'd have a logical answer.

“That's-”

“Didn't you hear the first time? I'm your papa!” Chenya giggled happily, as he squeezed your son in a hug.

“This man is scary,” he whimpered.

“Chenya, let's just have a chat-”

His eyes turned to you, and you couldn't fight back a gasp. The anger in his face was something you'd never seen before.

“No. No more chats. No more discussions. No more, ‘let’s take a break's’. We are going home right now.”

He floated over to you, his face less than a centimeter from yours. “And, this time, you are going to stay put. Or the baby kitten is gonna be all mine to raise. I don't think you'd like that very much.”

Your door shattered into a million pieces. And there he was, holding his staff, and looking very displeased with you.

He held out a hand, clearly expecting you to take it.

“Come.”

You simply sat there, too shocked to even blink, let alone process the command. The fact that he'd found you, meant you were already fucked. Taking his hand would have lessened whatever “purification” punishment he had cooked up for you in your twelve year absence. But you were too shocked.

“How-”

“If you have enough brains to ask questions, then you know you should take my hand, and come home. Before I get angry.”

“We should talk about this-” you began, but cut yourself off as his eyes flashed angrily.

“You had plenty of chances to talk about it. But you chose to act like a child, and run away from your problems.” His staff started to glow, and you swore you saw fire in his eyes. “You have one last chance. Come.”

You stood slowly, knowing he wouldn't hesitate to burn your apartment to the ground, just to make a point.

“S/N is asleep in his room,” you said, taking a step in that direction.

“We're leaving him.”

“What!”

“He was supposed to teach you how to behave. Instead he caused you to be foolish, and run from me.”

“Wait, Rollo, you can't be ser-”

“The child is obviously a distraction. So, he has no use for us.”

You stared at him, and then ran for your son's room. Rollo quickly caught you around the middle, dragging you towards the exit.

“You can't do this!” You shouted, trying to wrestle from his firm grip. “That's my son!”

“One of your neighbors will see the broken door, and take him in. He is not your son anymore.”

You screamed, and struggled, but, for some reason, none of your neighbors even opened their doors to investigate. He dragged you all the way to his car, no one stopping him. He threw you in, quickly tying you down, before beginning the drive back home.

You continued to scream at him, calling him inhuman, a monster, how dare he separate you from your son? How could he care so little? Your son looked like him, for hell's sake!

“I told you. That boy was a means to an end. And he failed at that end. So I have no use for him. And neither do you. You'll soon forget.”

You snapped at him, and he groaned.

“Oh, just shut up for five minutes,” he muttered, and you found you no longer had your voice.

Ooh, you were steaming. When you had your voice back, you'd let him have it. Then again, so would he. He'd throw you straight into your punishment, which would probably get worse when he realized your son had been manifesting signs of magic, meaning you needed to be “cleaned”.

But, at this moment, you realized something.

If you had to kill this man to get your son back, you were pretty sure you now had the resolve to do it.

You hesitated a moment, before knocking on the front door. You heard shouting inside, then were greeted by Jamil opening the door. He stared at you for a moment, his eyes widening. Then he groaned, and rolled his eyes.

"Najma, you can relax now. They're back!" He shouted into the house. You winced as you heard her squeak. She came running for you, wrapping her arms around you and her son.

"You gotta start taking better care of your things," Jamil warned her.

"Shut up," she muttered into your neck.

"I'll go tell Kalim to call off the search party," Jamil mumbled, walking past the both of you.

"I'm sorry, baby," you whispered, tears springing to your eyes.

She pulled back, her face furious.

"What the hell, Y/N? You scared me half to death. Where did you go? Why did you leave?" She snapped.

You sniffled, more tears flooding your eyes.

"I'm sorry. I don't know. I just got very scared for a moment. So I ran. I don't know why. I'm so so sorry."

She stared at you for a moment, before she sighed heavily.

"This may be partly my fault," she muttered, but you shook your head. How could this possibly be her fault? She was perfect!

She gently took your son from your arms. You reached back over to take him back, unsure why your stomach was turning, but she softly smiled at you.

"It's alright, Y/N. Come inside."

She walked in, and for some reason your feet felt like lead as you followed her.

"I know exactly what I did. It's not your fault, love," She smiled at you sweetly, but you were doubtful. Didn't you just run with your new son, filled with unspeakable terror, out of nowhere?

She laid your son in the basinet she'd gotten for the living room, then took a seat on the couch, tapping the space next to her. You quickly joined her, laying your head in her lap as she caressed your cheek.

"I thought you were far more adjusted, so I rushed us into the next step. You just weren't ready yet, and it clearly startled you. I'm sorry," she said, a regretful smile on her face.

"That's not true! I'm so ready. I love you and our son so much!"

Her eyes looked so sad, as she leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"You don't even know," she whispered forlornly, before perking back up. "But, we'll work it out. We're in it now, the only thing to do is move forward!"

You felt lulled under by her gentle caresses, drifting off into a nightmare filled sleep. The last thing you saw, was a bitter expression on her face. Not that you'd remember it when you woke up screaming. You never did.

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sqvishii · 1 month

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che'nya's ability.. was like, making himself invisible, right?

what if this entire time, he was watching us without us noticing?

yandere! che'nya, who loves to see your bewildered face as you look around, searching for whoever tugged your hair.

yandere! che'nya, who had been following you wherever you went without you knowing.

yandere! che'nya, who thinks you're so cute when you're cluelessly searching for him when he's right behind you.

pretty short, please follow me on wattpad cause i'm making a twst fic over there and i just updated and not a single person has yet to even see it 🙁🙏

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 8 months

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Ok but- the "accidentally sitting on their face" series but with Chenya, Neige and Rielle...

I've already done Neige

🖤🖤🖤

Accidentally Sitting On Their Face (10) | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

Rielle

“Mmmm~soft~”

“Prince Rielle!? L-let go, please.”

He was doing the one thing he isn’t known for doing

Not. Talking.

But he might try it again considering you got so close to him

He could even feel how warm your thighs were

It was great

He’s even read about how in that place there was a space to mate with you there

Maybe next time he’ll get to see it

Or even touch it

He can’t wait

Aruchēmi Aruchēmievichi Pinkā

It's just a matter of being in the right place at the right time in chenya’s case

Being invisible has many different privileges

especially when the one you’re obsessing over has no sense of his magical presence

He can get away with a lot of things

Like watching you change

Or watching you shower

Or watching you do anything at all

You can’t see him touching himself anyway

It's his favorite game to play

Even if you’re not all that aware that you're playing

“Ah what the–C-chen’ya!?”

“Hiya softy~Wanna sit back down again~?”

Usually, he can hold his breath a lot longer

But he just happened to get a little too into it this time

So don’t mind him when he disappears

He’s definitely leaving now

#yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst x reader #yandere chenya #yandere aruchemi aruchemievichi pinka #yandere rielle #yandere rielle twst #yandere chenya twst #yandere x reader #yandere x you #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yanderexrea #yandere twst

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pinkie-pop · 7 months

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What's characters like Che'nya, Neige and Rollo's involvement in all of this? Are they all also self-aware, or are they just watching this guys go ape shit while they are like "????"

What about the teachers?

Everyone at Night Raven is more or less Self-Aware in that they know about the Player—although most assume the title comes from the way you 'play' with the students and Yuu, and not that you are quite literally playing a game. This also includes the teachers. Che'nya, Rollo, and Neige also know about the Player. Che'nya heard from Riddle and Trey. Neige overheard Vil talking about them and pestered him for answers. Rollo heard about them from Duece, who accidentally revealed it through a slip of the tongue.

So, what do they think of you? Are they just as obsessed?

The teachers are wary. Your presence causes a lot of bickering and fighting amongst certain students, but it also creates order and unity never before seen at NRC. Your vessel, Yuu, has created a cult-like following. The way they can organize and order them around is unnerving, to say the least. You, in your true form, will hold even more power. How terrifying.

Che'nya is greatful to you, at first, anyway. Of course he is, after all, you've made his two closest friends the happiest they've ever been! But...things are starting to get a little...intense. The way they talk about you is starting to get creepy. Are you really the good person they make you out to be? Or are you just manipulating them for your own game? Che'nya isn't sure, and that uncertainty fuels his growing distaste. Of course, if you were to interact with him directly, he may end up changing his mind...

Neige likes you a lot! How could he not, when his best friend just adores you? You'd make the perfect couple, you know?! Vil often finds Neige not-so-subtly trying to set him and Yuu on a date. It takes everything in him to not spill the beans about Yuu's status as a vessel for a higher being. Vil has no interest in Yuu, only the person behind them. Of course, Neige doesn't know that (yet). If he were to meet you before knowing who you are...it might cause a conflict of interests between him and his best friend.

Rollo thinks of you as some kind of deity. In his eyes, you are the ideal—the blueprint. You are everything. Perfect and just, the height of morality. Of course, he's able to let his imagination run wild like this, only because his encounters with you are so limited. If he were to meet the real you, his unwavering devotion would be put to the test. Would he adapt his own ideals to fit yours, or would he ignore everything you are, just to keep his image of you? Or maybe, he'd discard his worship entirely. There's no way to know for certain. Not yet, anyway.

#pop talks #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #self aware twst #yandere rollo flamm #yandere chenya #yandere che'nya #yandere neige leblanche

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yanmaresu · 2 years

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I don't know if this has been said, but Che'nya would be the best stalker yandere. I don't think there's been a limit put on his invisibility so he can stay invisible as long as he wants to and no one would know.

okokokokokok but he probably can't stay still while stalking his darling. Any of their suitors end up either weirdly humiliating themselves with some kind of involuntary reflex, or completely disappears and no one sees them ever again. Che'nya would mess around with stuff on Ramshackle , the prefect is quite the show when struggling to find any piece of clothing in the morning while hiding from others.

But imagine him just messing up with his darling's sanity. The days he visits them are torture to them. Che'nya softly runs his knuckles along their skin while whispering either sweet nothings or very disturbing secrets and made-up lies about the other students, sometimes even the things the prefect wanted to keep hidden. He leaves some rather unnerving gifts in front of Ramshackle's door and waits for his darling to trohw them away before taking them inside the building. He really likes scaring his darling, moving around stuff and creating sounds that not even the ghosts in the building can handle, it's fun; and once he enters the place invited, well, there's no more scaring. That should create some kind of safety sense with him. Or something like that, right?

CW: blood, implied murder, noncon, non consensual touching, somnophilia, nudity, afab mc.

#yandere #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere che'nya #yandere chenya #yandere male #yandere boy #yandere chenya x reader

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yandere-daze · 2 years

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General yandere headcanons of chenya x reader please

Sure can do! We don't know too much about Chenya right now so I thought I could go a bit wild with it sjdbbd

tw yandere, stalking, jealousy, murder, blood (mentioned), drowning (mentioned)

General Yandere! Chenya headcanons

Chenya I imagine is usually cheerful and teasing when in the presence of his darling, just like we see him in the story chapters he appears in. He´s easy going and thinks that his good mood might help win you over.

Just look at all of these tense and serious villains in NRC, doesn´t he seem way more comfortable to be around? He doesn´t want to put his dear childhood friend Riddle in a bad light but he´s certainly made it a habit to randomly show up whenever the dorm leader is in one of his bad moods again to whisk you away with a playful grin on his face

Aren´t you glad that he has come to save you? Really, Riddle can be way too strict with upholding the rules, getting all angry just because someone plucked a rose from one of the bushes!

He wouldn´t outright tell you that he was the one to steal the rose just to anger Riddle but he wouldn´t really deny it either if you ever accused him of it. Chenya would simply grin mischieviously and ask you what you think he could possibly gain from doing that

It´s not like you would know that he has secretly been following you around while invisible and saw how much of your time you spent with the Heartslabyul dormleader. Watching Riddle get flustered whenever you smiled at him was an efficent method of wiping the grin off of Chenyas face for once

He should be glad that his friend was getting along so well with someone aside from him and Trey but he couldn´t help but get upset at the thought that your friendship might develop into something more. As much as he likes to jokingly flirt with you whenever he gets the chance, Chenya is actually extremly serious about wanting to be together with you

He can´t let anyone else have you. He has to make sure that he´s the only one for you as well

Honestly? Once I really thought about it for a bit there´s actually quite a bit of potential with an ability like his. Chenya can make any of his body parts invisible and there are so many possibilites for a yandere to use that

As I already mentioned, Chenya goes completely invisible to stalk you as you go about your day completely unaware. He could actually stalk you as much as he wanted and no one would even notice, it´s like a dream come true! He can watch you to his heart´s content and also see who else you talk to and who he thinks might have a crush on you

Likes to randomly make himself visible to spook you as you look very adorable to him when you are startled. You always have that look on your face that he can´t get enough of!

Chenya also uses his unique magic to actively sabotage any confessions that might have been planned by someone else.

Someone baked a cake for you with a sweet message written on top with colorful frosting? Whoops! Looks like they accidentally tripped over nothing! Tripping someone with your foot is very easy when no one can see it but they should have been more careful if it was so important for them to give this to you, you know?

Of course this method of tripping someone can also be used in situations where there is a more.... serious threat. A simple push down the stairs should suffice as a warning, right? Maybe they´ll stay away from you for a while if they have to stay in the infirmary with a few broken bones.

It doesn´t even matter if anyone else is around while Chenya messes with his love rivals as no one will be able to see him. They´ll all just think that the injured person was being clumsy and you too would never be able to link the accidents your friends get in to him

It´s honestly perfect, it´s like there´s nothing Chenya can´t get away with! Well maybe outright killing someone could be bothersome, a smear of bright red blood ominously floating in the air might be a bit too suspicious afterall. It´s really taking away the fun for him! Maybe just drowning them would be better...

So yes, I do think Chenya would kill anyone he deems to be too much of a threat to your relationship and I see him as a bit sadistic when it comes to punishing the people that are too close to you. It´s all one big silly game to him and he´s having a lot of fun tormenting his victims.

They should have known better than to get crushes on you in the first place, right?

When you hang out with Chenya that day, his grin is noticably wider that day. You don´t know what happened to make him so happy today but you´re nontheless happy that he´s enjoying himself

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irregulardongyoung · 10 months

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Overseer being isekai into TWST

Reader suddenly woken up in the middle of Dorm Leader Meeting and Malleus suddenly appearing because he feel something.

“Where the fuck am i?!” The reader asked as they look around the room, it look familiar but feel strange. When they finally see the dorm leaders, they widen their eyes and their jaw dropped.

“Overseer!” The others cheered happily.

“Am i dreaming?” They pinch their cheeks really hard but they still haven’t woken up and felt the pain. “I can asure you that you are not dreaming, your excellency.” Malleus answer for them.

“I’m in Twisted Wonderland?” They all nodded.

Reader stand up from their position and touch Leona’s cheek carefully but Leona just let them do it because.. simp.

When reader realize that they could felt the warmth, they finally nod. “Yosh!”

“Overseer?”

“Sorry, i’ll go to RSA now! Bye!” Reader run out of the room while the dorm leaders panicked and angry that the Overseer even mention that school.

“Wait a moment, your excellency!”

“NRC is better!”

“We’ll fix what you don’t like!”

“Those princely bastard won’t treat you better than we do!”

“Please give us a chance!”

“Your excellency! Why are going there??”

They asked while running following reader.

“I want to see Chenya!” Reader answered.

#darlingssaturn ‘s writing #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #self aware twst #chenya #twst chenya #chenya x reader

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dropdeadgorgeos · 8 months

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So this is just like a thought of like imagine (I swear I say that word all the time 💀) if the twst boys(expect orhto and the staff) we like yanderes like... I can't get my head off this subject-

𝔾𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕕

Riddle Rosehearts:

Tbh I can see him working with Trey and Chenya all to get your love like they all can have a role where Chenya is like the scarast Mitch and he can like stalk you in his invisible form and riddle can make sure your always doing well and IF they hurt you which I don't see it happen but it could riddle would gladly heal you up and Trey could bake for you and protect you.

Ace & Deuce:

Okay so I think this would work as like they both try and like lock you somewhere where only they could find you though that's what most would probably do but whatever and like I don't see much here sorry-

Cater:

Okay so like he forces you to take pictures with him all the time and always tries to hide your sad face of being trapped in his room so he puts filters on and make you smile and always shows you how much people love your fake smile.

Jamil & Kalim:

Y'all KNOW these guys are working together like they don't even need to lock Y/N up Jamil just needs to hypnotize you and hide the fact your spellee and like they could just walk around holding your hand and they lock you up like Jamil did in book 4 lol see he's my favorite character and he is absolutely horrifying

𝕍𝕚𝕝:

Okay so like he spells the Apple as a love spell feeds it to you boom! That easy! He doesn't even need to chain you up.

ℝ𝕠𝕠𝕜 ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕥:

HOLY FUCKING GOD OMG okay so like this dude already stalks you imagine him actually taking you as his prey and like chaining you up as a trophy or something like he's already scary you gotta get scarier like god man I don't think I'll be able to live with that.

𝔼𝕡𝕖𝕝:

I don't really see it but that's probably because I'm not a big Epel fan so I don't know much other than he likes being strong or something I'm probably even wrong on that so I'm so sorry to all you Epel fans/simps I can't do this one sorry.

𝕃𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕒 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕣:

Imagine ge respects women to much to do this 😘 but I mean if he did he'd probably chain you up yeah and just like sleep with you while your chained up and bring you meat eat (so of you are a real plant eater us better get going-)

ℝ𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕚𝕖:

I can kinda see this maybe he could side with Leona or just keep you there I don't really see it happen but just tell me what you guys think.

𝕁𝕒𝕔𝕜 ℍ𝕠𝕨𝕝:

Hm....fuck... Your up against one of the strongest (physical form) students how the heck you escaping that??? Your not at least I wouldn't my body is to small and fragle he'll break me the moment we touch bruh.

𝔸𝕫𝕦𝕝 𝔸𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕠:

I feel like the fish mafia are some of the scariest yanderes because like I could see Azul actually using a spell to turn you into a fish or like a mermaid or something in than like he locks you in a tank and sits in his chair and just looks at your beauty and maybe made you sign a contract to forever be his oh! He didn't use a spell your silly ass signed a contract Hehehe hehehe fuck azul's yandere it's scary( I have a fear of being in water to long :'0)

𝕁𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕃𝕖𝕖𝕔𝕙:

I feel like this could work with him and his brother bit also not I can totally see this man using chains like for sure and he changes your emotions from scared and sad that your locked up to happy and loving like fish mafia = scary fucking yanderes

𝔽𝕝𝕠𝕪𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕔𝕙:

He's... Already scary enough yep he doesn't need to go any farther to give me nightmares he chains me up and I'm as good as dead and I know you are to let's just be honest I think Jade would help him chain you up tbh.

𝕀𝕕𝕚𝕒:

Maybe lock you in his room or the lab idk cause I'm not at that part of the game yet but I know a few things so maybe like that and he would XD omg imagine he forces you to play Mario Kart with him XD just a thought lmao

𝕄𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕦𝕤 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕒:

Probably tries to turn you into a fairy or something crap maybe makes you prick your finger so you don't run away and your fast asleep or something and he just watches you and forces you to be his queen I bet on a lot of these you aren't human like they turn you into some sorta creature that's from there home or kind.

𝕃𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒:

Hm... Yep... Yep that's scary alright so like imagine your just living hour life than this 200 year old man short as your dresser walks in and is like "your mine now" he take you home and you wake up the next day chained up and bleeding like.. Lilia I could see them playing rough tbh.

𝕊𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕣:

Y'know I don't really see it maybe you do but I don't.

𝕊𝕖𝕓𝕖𝕜 ℤ𝕚𝕘𝕧𝕠𝕝𝕥:

Okay just a funny thought imagine he like ties you up and you guys are sitting together and he just tells you how much he love waka-sama XD and like he just explains it and he's like "oh yeah I love you a nd your here because I love you but I love waka-sama so much I could never tie him up" like boi-

PLEASE tell me if I forgot someone brain not going through

I could imagine Azul sitting as his desk saying a little peom

"Dear the deep blue sea! Let me be the only light you see!"

#jamil viper #kalim al asim #twisted wonderland #yandere #vil schoenheit #rook hunt #riddle rosehearts #trey clover #chenya #cater diamond #ace trappola #duece spade #twst housewardens #leona kingscholar #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #twst x reader

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merakiui · 2 years

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i think chenya is an absolute menace whenever you escape yan!riddle. he’ll show up with that large grin stretching his lips as he speaks to you in cryptic riddles, often turning the questions you ask him on you. is the exit this way? perhaps that way? maybe there’s not an exit at all and you’re simply chasing air… :) you’re almost always found by riddle or trey because chenya’s antics prevent you from going any further into the rose maze. there’s no escaping him by that point, and when you try to drag chenya down with you he’s already disappeared into thin air, an echoing hum left in his wake.

and when you’re brought back yet again, listening to riddle’s stern admonishments, you catch sight of chenya floating just above riddle’s head. and he plucks a slice of strawberry tart from the silver platter—a reward for getting in your way and doing a job well done. riddle’s good at using his resources, even if said resources can be a bit too difficult to manage sometimes. but you think chenya enjoys playing with you, at least to some extent.

it looks like escaping through heartslabyul’s labyrinthine rose maze is impossible or, for however long chenya chooses to linger there, an added difficulty.

#twisted chit chat #yandere twst #this is the thought for today >:)#just chenya being annoying and getting in your way every time you try to escape riddle #sometimes he’ll toy with you and actually lure you towards what you believe is the exit #but it never turns out to be the real exit :(#chenya going back to rsa like ‘wow it is so boring here :/ oh wait riddle’s darling isn’t here that’s why’#maybe he starts to fall for you too hehe

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goldentwst · 2 years

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✨Goldentwst Writing Prompts✨

Please only request one character per prompt, and one prompt per ask. (Prompt 4 is an exception to this rule.)

Note:

Yandere-coded: 🔪

N/sfw-coded: 🚫

Slice of Life: ⭐️

(‘-coded’ just means that there’s potential for the subject to be included in the prompt. Depends on how the scenario plays out when it’s being written.)

1. 🔪🚫 Your fave is a closet pervert. What does their behavior look like behind closed doors?

2. 🔪🚫 You suddenly have a magical artifact that lets you see into people’s dreams. Whose do you peek into first?

3. 🔪 Your fave has become self aware in-game. What do they do with this knowledge?

4. 🔪 After searching for days, one of the boys finds out who kidnapped you. How do they save you? (This actually requires 2 charas! Just specify who’s the kidnapper and who’s the rescuer.)

5. 🔪 Your fave has been put under an evil spell, subsequently injuring you in your process to help them. Now that they’ve regained their senses, how do they react?

6. ⭐️ After an accident in the lab, you’ve been turned into a cat! While wandering around, your fave discovers and decides to take care of you. How do they go about it?

7. 🔪🚫 You accidentally drink a love potion and fall head over heels with your fave. Now that you’re clinging to them for 24 hours, how do they react?

8. 🔪🚫 Your fave finds a doll that looks a lot like you! Unbeknownst to them, everything that happens to the doll, happens to you. What do they decide to do with it?

9. 🔪🚫 Your fave has Overblotted! But for some reason, they’re able to sustain the powerful form without the threat of their life ending. How do they go about making you theirs?

10. 🔪🚫 One day you wake up to find you’ve been shrunk to the size of doll! You’re also in an environment you don’t recognize. Who did this?

11. 🔪⭐️ You’ve incurred the wrath of some students who don’t think someone like you should attend a magic school! How does your fave react upon finding you getting attacked?

12. 🔪🚫 No one knows how it came to be, but there’s an evil version of your fave skulking around. There’s no visible difference from the original, but only when they corner you do you feel something’s off. What do you do and how does the real fave respond?

13. ⭐️ An accident has occurred and you find out you and your fave have switched bodies for the next 12 hours! How do the two of you react?

14. 🚫 One night, your fave accidentally ingests an aphrodisiac and goes into a terrible heat that needs to be satiated right away. Who is it, and how do they go about convincing you to help them?

15. 🚫 One day, you happen upon a weird bracelet that stops time for everyone except you. What do you do with this newfound power? (Feel free to include suggestions for what you’d like to happen to your fave! I.e. Feel them up, kiss them, stimulate them, etc.)

#goldentwst writing prompts #yandere #twisted wonderland #if you’re wondering whether staff is eligible: Crowley Crewel and Sam are #I’m not a big fan of Vargas or Trein #however Neige is A Okay!#love Neige very much #chenyas fine too though I don’t know how accurate I can write him

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photographicapparitions · 2 years

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this is our little reminder to fuck off and get away from our page if you're pro-endo/tulpa or a supporter, thanks <3

endo-neutral is fine, but pro-endo is like. yeah no get out of my house rn - che'nya

#- che'nya xx #- chenya xx #arcadian chats #this goes for people who id as 'yanderes' or 'irl yanderes' btw #get better coping mechanisms fr #it ain't healthy

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lemonandlime22 · 1 year

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Yandere sibling!Dorm Leaders

Pt 1 Riddle Rosehearts (older sibling!reader)

Warning(s): cussing, yandere shit, unhealthy behavior, this shits only good for fiction irl this is no fuckin good obv

Word Count: 1k

A/N: I've been reading a lot of yandere stuff lately and I've been wanting to try it out too. Any constructive criticism would be very much appreciated, cause this is my first my writing any yandere type stuff. Also, tysm to @lorkai for the inspo help.

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Riddle Rosehearts

When the two of you were young, you were always the one to comfort him after any unwarranted punishments, and were often blamed for his mistakes by your mother. You'd be lying if you said that you were never bitter or jealous about this miss treatment, but you pushed it down in favor of the relief that your baby brother didn't have to be put through what you did.

You found out about Trey and Chenya long before you mother did. Riddle cried and begged you not to tell your mother, to which you assured him that you would keep his secret no matter what. At the time, you believed this was a sign that he wouldn't turn out like your mother and in your excitement and relief you shared all of the secrets you had hid for years even giving him some pointers on where to hide things and convincing lies to tell. You thought these would have been an amazing bounding moments for the both of you to cherish.

But then Riddle was caught... You tried to convince your mother that it was your idea, you introduced the boys, you helped hide it for do long (which was only partly un true) but it only worked to give you a worse punishment then him.

After this incident, he started to turn into a miniature version of your mother, with the love of absorbed rules and anger issues. This of course drove quite the wedge in your relationship. As you got older your formulated somewhat of a plan, you would focus on your studies as much as possible, then try and get into a prestigious boarding school, and while there save as much money as you can so once you graduated you don't have to go back and can start a life far away from your mother and her control.

Now, Riddle had always admired you for your intelligence and bravery to stand up to your mother, whether for him or yourself, and he wanted to protect you just as you had always protected him. As Riddle grew older that strong admiration for you and want to protect you, and mixed with his belief of rules being of utmost importance, it grew into something nasty as time went on.

Riddle had heard you mention your plan when he walked past your room while you were on the phone with a friend. Once he knew you were up to something he was determined to find out what it was. After a few days of eavesdropping on your conversations, he was able to put together enough pieces of information to understand what you were doing. To say he was distraught would be an understatement, but he quickly composed himself in favor of making a plan to keep you here. With him. Your precious baby brother.

He played the waiting game for his plan to work perfectly, he waited right unit just weeks before your scheduled leave for school. That evening he knocked on his mother's study door,

"Who is it?" His mother asked through the door, in her ever-cold and rigged tone.

"It is Riddle, Mother. I have some things I must inform you of." Riddle replied, his heart racing in his chest as he awaited her response. Deep down he knew exactly that what he was about to do was horridly wrong, but he had assured himself multiple times that it was for your own good. But what made his heart pound so hard in panic was the thought that you would hate him for this. That you would refuse to speak to him, look at him, or even be near him. The mere thought made him feel like he was going to fall to his knees in tears right then and there. He couldn't live without the love and care that you had always given-

"Alright, come in." After what felt like an eternity, his mother responded, stopping him from spiraling deeper into his thoughts. He took a deep breath, pushing away his worries down as he opened the door.

'They'll understand, this is for their own good...'

Riddle's heart squeezed in pain and sympathy as he stood next to his mother while she yelled at you. But he couldn't help but feel just a twinge of satisfaction at the thought of the betrayal you must feel, that your own brother told every one of your secrets that you told him all those years ago and just maybe a little more for good measure. He wanted you to know the pain he felt when he found out you were going to leave him.

From then on, you weren't allowed to damn near anything, at least not alone, and that included school. She didn't allow you to go to any boarding school and she personally oversaw the rest of your schooling. You weren't even allowed to leave the house alone, which was something that took years of goodwill and trust to earn from your mother.

After that, you were far more distant from your brother, which eventually turned into coldness. Anytime he entered a room, you would leave it, if he tried to talk to you, you would either walk away or glare at him. All of Riddle's fears had come true, you hate him. He couldn't help but sob to himself in his room after you had glared at him for the first time. After almost an hour of sobbing into his pillow, he managed to calm himself down with a technique you taught him years ago, how ironic., he tried to think of this logically, you were a teenager, teenagers are notorious for overreacting because of hormones, yeah.. that must be it... you would get over this soon... he's sure of it...

Riddle would later learn to understand you more, after a certain redheaded freshman challenges him for Houseworden. He would understand why you did the things you did, and how big of a mistake he had made. He'd do anything to make up for it and keep you by his side...

Anything...

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#im not an older sibling so the reader is kinda based off my older sisters a lil bit #lol #twst #twst yandere #yandere x gn reader #platonic yandere #twst x gn reader #twst riddle #riddle rosehearts #twst platonic #twst angst #twsited wonderland x reader #twst book 1 #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland yandere #yandere headcanons #twst hc #twst drabble

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Ryker's Requests✨

Hello everyone! Welcome to the blog! My name is Ryker and I use he/him pronouns most of the time! I like video games, flowers and the flower language, peacocks, and fictional men. Even if my requests are closed, I'm always open to questions or comments!

Writer for @briarvalleyarchives and member of @masked-fools

This blog writes for Twisted Wonderland! Feel free to send in your requests when requests are open! Commissions are also open on Ko-fi!

Requests are currently: Closed

Commissions: Open

Requests currently awaiting Ryker's attention: 2

Any requests sent in while my requests are closed will be deleted. If you would like me to write for you, please wait until they are open again. Thank you

Please note:

I write for all characters but keep in mind I don't know some as well as others (for example I know very little about Chenya). Still, I will write for them and try my best

I do both platonic and romantic requests

I will only write platonic scenarios with Ortho

I do write for the staff but all romantic requests for them should be an aged up reader who is not a student

I will not be writing smut (maybe someday)

I do not write yandere content

for personal reasons, I will not be accepting requests that ask about depression and suicidal thoughts (but my support does go out to anyone suffering from these)

all requests will be gender neutral unless gender is specified in request

poly and LGBTQ+ requests are accepted

The max amount of characters I will write for in one post is 7

No one cares but I'm also willing to write about myself in twisted wonderland like my life in TWST and I'm willing to write like I'm one of the characters and how I would react to things-

I also take requests with my OC Jaxon, you can request just about anything with him, even if it's just a question about him, how he would get along with your OC, normal romantic or platonic requests with the reader, or even have him answer your questions or react to whatever you say

I reserve the right to deny any request

If I forgot to add something or you have questions please let me know!

Anons: 💜, 👹, 🦎, 🥀, 🃏, 🌟, ⚔, 🪿, 🕷, 🐧, 💬, ☁, 💔, GB, 🐍, 💠

(Please let me know if I forgot any)

The Masterlists:

Heartslabyul

Savanaclaw

Octavinelle

Scarabia

Pomefiore

Ignihyde

Diasomnia

Staff and me

Broken Sibling relationships

Jaxon Crowley's masterlist

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x reader #twst requests #twisted wonderland requests #twisted wonderland ryker #twst ryker #jaxon crowley

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 1 year

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After your most recent yandere TWST fic (the one w/ Vil, Neige, etc) I just need to beg you for more yandere RSA content 😭😭

I just need more yandere Neige/Chen’ya/Rielle whatever if it’s against their rivals, fics, headcanons, blurbs, if it’s set within the Crewel’s Daughter timeline, if this is now just going to be an on-going thing

Whatever I JUST NEED MORE 😭😭 PLS IM THIRSTY THOSE RSA GUYS HAVE SM POTENTIAL TO BE ABSOLUTE YANDERE PRICKS 😭

-From an anon who needs to be thrown into the sun🤡

Well anon who needs to be thrown into the sun

I'm happy you like them, I'll try including them more

🖤🖤🖤🖤

The Dangers of the RSA | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

In a way, it’s almost worse than the boys at Night Raven. In NRC everyone at base level is a jerk or majorly insensitive. But once you peel back the layers of their onion actions you find they have a warmer center, a softer center. Even at the height of their obsession, you can’t say you don’t feel for them. And in this way, RSA is bound to be rotten on the inside. On the outside their sweet and kind, welcoming you with open arms and less confrontational behavior. But as the ice cream melts you’ll find on the inside they aren’t so sweet and instead reveal the harmful hidden danger they pose. The world loves them, their kingdoms love them, and they’re already so sweet you’ll be the one who’s crazy to turn tail and run:

Neige Leblanche

He’s the worst

he never outright says what he’s doing

Or even acknowledges

Gaslighting, gatekeeping, boy bullying you into becoming his

It seems like everyone around you is warping around you

Forcing you to play the role of his perfect little partner

And no! He’s not at fault here

He’s never at fault

You’re the one who is crazy when you plead for help

The only ones who probably believe you in any regard

Would be your beloved crew at NRC

But even so, he has eyes everywhere Rook

So it won’t be long until he’s hugging you tight

Pouting as globs of tears fall down

“Oh thank goodness (Y/n)! I was so worried you wouldn’t have made it home!”

Crewel's Daughter Reader is better at fending him off

Never before has a student of the Princess Academy gotten so far with such a sly tongue

Rielle

Annoying and presumptuous

So deluded in his belief that he is meant to woo you

He can’t seem to wrap his head around the fact that you’re just not interested

He pushes through your barriers, solely focused on getting his hands on you

Well don’t be sad that he’s cursed your legs to become a tail

It's your fault for not running into his arms immediately

You thought he was just a friend?

No no, when he invited you to his house that meant he wanted to court you

And by eating a biscuit he made you said ‘yes’

Foolish you!

The world bends a little but not entirely

Rather than blind praise, he’s excused

‘He doesn’t know any better’

‘He’s just trying to be a good boyfriend’

As is with most in RSA

It doesn’t help to call anyone other than the slimiest at NRC

Who suddenly looks a whole lot more cuddly when he’s more than willing to start a war if it means having you in his arms

Everything means nothing without you

And if the world doesn’t corroborate his philosophy

Too bad he’ll just burn it with that fire he’s so enamored by

“Yo~ho my pearlfish! When you ran for our hide and seek I was worried for a second there! Don’t be scared of these guys beside me they’re just here to protect us!”

Crewel Daughter Reader has trouble with him as well but the best method is to keep him on the farthest edge of your circle

The closer he gets to you the more likely he is to delude himself that you return his affection

“Chen’ya” Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker

Sneaky in a way that’s hard to miss

Not usually taken seriously after the initial shock of meeting him

He sways you and everyone into a false sense of security

Usually revealing himself with his head or a sneaky laugh

Because of his silly demeanor

You hardly suspect an invisible cat boy to be bearing witness to your most intimate moments

Or that the same smile is behind the sudden disappearances of your friends

He’ll let you fall in love with him

Or at the very least turn to him as a friend in need

He’s good at loosening people up

And he’s only helping you relax after an inexplicable tragedy

“Kekeke poor neko-chan you look as though you’re going mad with pain! Let me help you~!”

Crewel Daughter Reader use their magical prodigy status to force him to reveal himself

Which can be hard when he’s deciding to be wary

Deciding to pick off whoever what?! you’re not watching

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shiny-jr · 1 year

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sorry, I don’t speak italian

Warning: Yes, this will probably be a yandere thing if I continue it. Not really anything like that in this part at least. Gender-neutral reader.

Characters: Grim, Riddle Rosehearts, Chenya.

Summary: When you awake in a world that’s very much like twisted wonderland but each dorm is it’s own kingdom, you have many questions that require pressing answers. It’s truly a shame that no one here understands you, and you cannot understand the strange language either.

Note: Did I not-so-subtly insert my other au? Ya. Anyways, I was just writing this just cause. As always, Heartslabyul ends up as the test subjects, I always start a series with them. So, if this garners enough attention and people seem to like it, well, maybe I’ll continue it. Who knows? Oh, and don’t think too much of the title. I literally couldn’t come up with anything else and when that popped up in my head, I laughed since it came from a specific non-twst reference. Might change it later.

Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to stay awake playing on your phone. Yeah, it wasn’t such a good idea in the beginning anyways because you had things to do in the morning and you had just sacrificed your previous slumbering hours for more time to play that disney-gacha game on your phone. But it wasn’t that big of a deal. At least, it wasn’t supposed to be that big of a deal. That is until you fell asleep with your phone in your hand, and woke up someplace that wasn’t within the familiar safe confines of your bedroom.

The sweet floral scent of flowers greeted you as you awoke, and when your eyes opened you were surrounded by tall towering green hedges. The grass was a vibrant green and surprisingly soft, it had provided a place to lay. It was no wonder you didn’t wake up immediately. Disoriented and confused, you looked around, finding none of your belongings and nothing of interest on this thin path. It seemed that the only thing you had on you were the clothes on your back, not even your phone was present.

You had to wonder if this was some elaborate trick or surprise, or even a dream within a dream. But when you pinched yourself and shook your head frantically, it all but confirmed that this in fact was not a dream. So the question remained, where were you? There appeared to be no one else around, so all you could do was carefully walk about. The more steps you took, the more twists and turns you found, which made it clear that this was a hedge maze. Every few minutes you would stumble upon a very small clearing, boxed in by more hedges, where bushes of red roses grew in multitude. Within one bush you spotted rustling, making you curious but also placing you on edge.

Was it a huge bug, or some other wild untamed animal? Next you heard cackling in a somewhat familiar voice within the bush. This caused you to raise an eyebrow and hesitantly put your hands on the leaves, pushing the little branches across so you formed a small opening you could peer through. That’s when you saw it. Gray fur, small blue flames, a forked black tail swishing happily. “Grim…?”

“Hm?” The said feline stopped burying his face in the large slice of tart, which he probably stole because why else would he be hiding, and gazed up at you. Around his cheeks and stuck to his whiskers was the red jam, making him look like he stumbled out of a crime scene. As he licked his whiskers clean and wiped off the rest of the jam with his paw, instantly his blue eyes lit up, and you swore the little fire on his ears grew a little more as he broke out in a huge toothy grin. “Yuu!” Instantly he shoved the rest of the tart in his mouth before jumping out of the bushes and into your arms, surprising you as you stumbled back a bit and held him tighter so he wouldn’t fall.

You stood stunned as he happily nuzzled into your arm that cradled him, awkwardly patting down the fur on his head as you spoke, “Uh, sorry to break it to you, but I’m not Yuu. Well–– I kinda am, but not really? I sorta play as Yuu, but I’m not really them. Does that make sense?”

“Huh?” Grim stopped and peered up at you in confusion. “Eh, Yuu, hsta nowr tih uo? Yh ra a ginkase ll ewid?”

“What…?” You stared right back at him, apparently just as confused. Slowly you lowered him down to the ground, watching as he slowly began to spout nonsense and get more worked up the less you responded.

“E nac elebvi sth! Uo yanfli ocm acb na uory laitkn esru ewid! Tso laitkn ile aht! D uo kon sut oh gon e deati? Ou ocm acb riugn y casn mie, na uory laitkn ile n iena!”

“Uh…” You watch him drone on and on in that alien tongue, not able to understand a word he’s saying as he points to you, then him, then gestures to the area around them. Finally, after a moment, you stopped him mid-rant and shook your head as you lifted your hand. First, get the basics out of the way. Gently you poked him and spoke, “Grim.”

Grim stops speaking, only briefly before he looks at your hand and mutters, “Hta ra uo dnio…? Uory iuyrsoel tastrin t frea m ot. Ra ou Yuu orm aenoth patle?”

You ignore his offhand remark and then point to yourself. “(Y/n).”

The feline blinks at this, gesturing to himself as he slowly connects the dots. “Grim, na…” His paw presses against your chest. “Yuu.”

“No, no, no.”

You shook your head, to which Grim copied the movement and mocked. “No, no, no!”

You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh before shaking your head more slowly this time as you repeated your actions from before. Point at him, then at yourself, again and again, at least three times. “Grim. (Y/n). Grim. (Y/n). Grim. (Y/n). Do you get it now?”

Grim’s little paws hold your hand in place as you point to him, before he points at you with a single claw. “(Y/n)?”

“Yes!” You exclaim, watching as his tail swished back and forth.

“(Y/n)!” He repeats louder, looking quite pleased with himself when you begin to pet his head.

“You got it, Grim.” With one arm you supported his weight, and with your freehand you scratched a spot behind his ears softly, careful not to accidentally hurt him.

The feline purred in contentment, his nails digging into your sleeve but not touching your flesh. The cat nuzzled into your arm, closing his eyes and mumbling, “Yuu r (Y/n), sonet remett! E kon uory teh! Uory te en eh ebn gaitin fo!”

“I have no idea what you just said.” You sighed, still puzzled at how to proceed from here. But currently, Grim seemed more focused on the attention rather than conversation. He wouldn’t be answering your questions anytime soon, so without much of a choice, you continued walking along at a much slower pace, now relaxed that you weren’t alone.

That was when, only after a few minutes, you eventually stumbled upon a much larger clearing where there was chatter and people. Various peoples in strange yet extravagant red, white, and black outfits were among the roses, sharing tea and pristine white tables and taking turns playing what looked like croquet with flamingos as mallets and hedgehogs as balls. Then, one by one, they began to notice you, stopping whatever they were doing and not-so-discreetly whispering about you. You didn’t know what they were saying, but you knew when someone was talking about you.

Grim looked on edge now, clinging tightly to your arm as his bright blue gaze scanned the multiple faces of people.

Your unease is only increased tenfold when various soldiers of red and blue appeared in clanking armor, and you spotted the familiar bright red hair and wide gray eyes of a certain tyrant as he’s known in the game. And his face–– he looked so serious as he was staring straight at you, shouting something in the same alien tongue Grim spoke in, while pointing at you with his golden staff. Immediately as soldiers were making their way towards you and Riddle seemed to be after you for some reason, you could only think about that one twisted wonderland fic you found by accident and read due to pure boredom. Who was it by? Tiny junior? Wily junior? Whatever, that didn’t matter. The important part was, the fic was about the cast being all violent and on the attack because they believed the main character was some imposter! You couldn’t help but think what if it were the same here? Why else would Riddle be leering at you so fiercely and sending soldiers after you?

Grim gazed up at you with wide eyes, jumping out of your arms and tugging at your socks in the direction of where you came from, away from the people. There was an urgentness in his tone as he tugged harder, making you even more frightened. “Ocm n! E dot wan aht ryaz Riddle t eg sh sahn n uo ty! Ev lraby senp yn mie tih uo!”

That sounded like a hurry up, or he’ll kill you, to you. So you immediately began running after the sprinting feline, shuddering when you heard Riddle’s shouts grow louder and more frantic. Just as you began to worry if you could outrun those soldiers chasing you, Grim stopped and breathed those magical blue flames, covering your path and sealing the way behind you, preventing anyone from following due to the fire. You heaved a sigh of relief as the cat jumped on your back, cackling and taking the free ride, leaving you to do all the running until you could run no longer. Your legs had grown tired, you were out of breath, the commotion from earlier had long since faded the further you had gotten.

It was getting darker. You slumped down in the shade of a rose hedge to hide from the setting sun’s light and tucked away from view. You should be safe, for now at least. Grim slid into your lap, looking a bit worried, muttering something of what you assumed were either words of comfort or an apology for making you do all the running away. He placed a paw on your cheek, but you managed a hesitant tired smile. At least he hadn’t tried to kill you. For now you had one feline––

Your eyes trailed up to a floating upside down head that eventually materialized into an odd looking man somehow on top of the hedges and swinging down to see you at eye level. With yellow eyes, messy hair of all types of purple shades, and… purple cat ears…? A cheeky type of grin appeared on his lips as he continued to gaze at you upside down, and he spoke in a cheerful singsongy type of tone. “Ra uo sot~? Oh…!” He paused, his pupils going wide until his grin widened and he spoke more enthusiastically, “Yuu!!”

Another feline…?

#grim #riddle rosehearts #chenya #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst writing #sorry i don't speak italian

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