#Che’nya x Reader

[hxney-lemcn]

Saw this on twitter and you can’t tell me Floyd wouldn’t do this. Probably Che’nya too 💀

[arent-i-the-fairest]

I can't live like this any longer. PLEASE I NEED YOU TO WRITE NEIGE CONTENT OF ANYTHING PLEASEEEEE

𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 (𝟐)

he takes care of you while you’re sick. (romantic)

author’s note : in addition to neige, i wrote hcs for che’nya and rollo! i love these three so much <333

crowley, crewel, and sam ver. of this prompt here!

neige leblanche

“you really called off a photoshoot just to come take care of me? you know you didn’t have to,” you said, smiling softly. neige shook his head.

“oh, i know, i know. but i just couldn’t help myself. the thought of you being all alone while sick just makes me so sad!” he pouts, taking your hands in his. “so i had to come! now, come on and lay down. take it easy and just leave everything to me! i’ll take good care of you.”

he babies you so hard, it’s to the point you almost feel embarrassed. like, he spoons feed you and everything. but he seems no shame in it!

he also decides to take it upon himself to do all ramshackle’s housekeeping and chores for you. (househusband material, honestly.)

no matter how many times you warn him that your sickness is contagious, he can’t resist giving you little kisses throughout the day. so it was no surprise when he called saying he was sick the next day…

“don’t say you didn’t expect this to happen, neige.”

neige only let out a whine and hid his face in the fluffy pile of blankets you brought him. as much as you wanted to scold him for not listening to your warnings, seeing him in such a pitiful state made it impossible.

you’ll save the lecture for later. for now, you’ll be gentle with him, just like he was with you while you were sick.

che’nya

“oh my, you’re not looking too well!” che’nya chuckles, quirking his head to the side as he looks at you. “well, don’t worry. nurse artemiy artemiyevich pinker is here to help you recover!”

you didn’t have the highest expectations when it came to his caregiving skills, but he actually does really well at taking care of you. he’s very attentive when it comes to your needs. be warned though, he will ask you if you’re feeling better like every 20 minutes just to annoy you.

he’ll exaggerate his cat behaviors to entertain you— and maybe to get you to coo over him being cute. he’ll knead blankets (or perhaps your lap if he wants to rest there instead), bump his head against you, and the like. if you had a cat toy, he’d probably play with it. all without feeling the slightest bit of embarrassment too.

“i’ve gotta ask… did you really come here to take care of me, or was this just an elaborate plan to get me to pet you?” you joked as you scratched behind che’nya’s ears.

“oh no, you’ve caught on! i just came for some pets,” he teased back, purring and leaning into your touch. “— just kidding, of course. hehe.”

you chuckle and lay your head against his chest, listening to the calming sound of his purring as you drift off to sleep.

rollo flamme

you got sick from getting hit by several spells. the perpetrators were none other than ace and deuce, whose fight you accidentally got caught in the crossfire of. (they’ve apologized to you over ten times for this..)

with all the chaos that’s been thrown your way so far, you hardly cared. this is just another tuesday at nrc for you. but you know who did care? rollo.

needless to say, he was not happy to hear of this situation. it’s only served to support his resolve of wanting to eradicate magic.

he tries to hide his anger about the context of how you got sick… and he doesn’t do a good job at it. you’ll look at him once in a while and his face will be twisted up in a scowl. or sometimes you’ll hear him muttering under his breath about “vile reckless mages…” and the like.

knowing how no-nonsense he is, you were a bit nervous about being in his care. but he ended up being a lot more gentle with you than you expected! (… he still made you study though. no falling behind in school on his watch.)

just like neige, he took it upon himself to do all the housekeeping for you. and you swear, you’ve never seen ramshackle so spotless. rollo does not play when it comes to cleanliness.

you watch in amusement as ace and deuce desperately try to convince rollo to let them enter your dorm. rollo is not even slightly swayed by their pleas, standing his ground on not letting them step foot in ramshackle.

“you two are the reason the prefect is ill in the first place. you’ve proven yourselves to be dangerous. i will not take the risk of letting you miscreants in and causing any more trouble for them.” rollo glares down at the pair, getting ready to shut the door on them. you quietly laugh at how protective he’s being.

you walk over to rollo, gently pulling him away from the door to let ace and deuce in. “come on, rollo. let them in. i’m sure they’ll be on their best behavior, especially with you here watching them like a hawk.”

rollo sighs and finally relaxes. “hmph… fine.”

[otakusheep15]

Flufftober Day 24 - Dark

Content includes: Che’nya x reader, not explicitly platonic or romantic, cuddling, Che’nya jumpscaring reader, no dialogue

Ramshackle has always been pretty dark, especially at night. Sometimes, the lights don’t work properly, meaning you’re left with using an old, barely functioning flashlight Crowley “so generously” gave you.

It’s nights like these when you’ll normally get a visit from Che’nya. He likes to make it a game, one you’ve begrudgingly become accustomed to. He’ll pop in at random, keeping himself invisible, and scare you when you least expect it.

As a cat beastman, he has night vision, meaning he’s very capable of finding you in the dark. At first, it annoyed you to no end, and you were always on edge, waiting for him to pop up at any moment.

Now, however, it’s not so bad. You still get a bit upset of course, but it’s less annoyed and more fond. You’re not quite sure when the change in your feelings happened, but you can’t say you mind as much as you expected to.

Today is no different than usual. Your lights are out and it’s dark outside. Normally, you’d be in bed by now, but you had to stay up late to study for upcoming exams. As expected, the flashlight does not work, which means you might as well turn in for the night.

You clean up your study materials, sorting them neatly on your desk. Then, you stand up, turn around, and immediately jump back in fear, hitting your back against the desk. Che’nya laughs before disappearing again, leaving you to rub your (surely now bruised) back.

You’re not even sure if he’s still in the room, but you shout some choice words out into the air, certain that he heard them. He always does.

Not letting it deter you, you continue on with your nighttime routine, keeping any eye out for any sneak attacks. After the initial scare, he doesn’t seem to be jumping out anymore, which does nothing to calm you. If anything, it puts you more on edge, wondering if and when he’ll pop out again.

With your routine done, you head back to your bedroom, ready to get some sleep. However, you pause when you notice something under the covers. It’s too big to be Grim, so you already have an idea of what, or, more specifically who, it is. You walk over and lift up the covers, only to see nothing.

The second you realize he’s already disappeared, you turn around, only to be tackled to the bed by Che’nya, now fully visible. He nuzzles into your chest, laughing about how good he got you.

You chuckle at his antics, gently scratching behind one of his ears. He leans into the touch, purring softly. Despite his antics, he’s so cute like this. It’s almost worth it. Almost.

It’s still dark, and the only thing you can properly see is his glowing yellow eyes as they stare up at you. The dark used to bother you, but as you lie in bed with Che’nya on top of you, you find that you don’t mind it as much, even if it includes a few jumpscares.

[writingseaslugs]

Che'nya: When You're Sick

I almost forgot to write Che’nya for this! I actually don’t have him in the dorm template, so if I ever forget him, just let me know and I’ll quickly write up his headcanons.

Disclaimer: All characters in this series are aged up. For more information about my version of this world and the type of reader you can expect, please do a quick read of THIS post. 

Che’nya: When You’re Sick

The worst thing to ever happen to you while attending Night Raven College had to be, hands down, getting sick. You were alone in the dorm with only ghosts and Grim to keep you company, and as much as you loved them, they couldn’t take care of you when you became sick. This meant you had to make do and hope that everything was alright. Normally if you were under the weather, you’d just suck it up and go to class so as to not worry anyone. This time however, that wasn’t an option.

You woke up with every muscle in your body feeling sore and aching with even the slightest movement. Your stomach churned something fearsome and you had a runny nose and cough to boot. You had no idea what illness you had fallen to. Having so many symptoms…you could only assume it was the flu or something akin to that.

Still, there was no way you were making it to class like this. So begrudgingly you told Grim you weren’t feeling good and needed to rest, and to go to class and get your homework so you could do it later. The demon cat was grumpy about not having his henchman, but eventually gave in, leaving you alone to rest in your room and hope that whatever you had would go away.

The only way he’s going to know if you’re sick is if he gets a message from you, or it's the day he’s decided to visit the school and notices it. If you’re the one who messages him first to let him know, he’s going to be coming over right away. He’s skipping classes, jumping out through a window, and rushing over to your dorm. He’ll make sure to stop by his own school nurse and get some medication though. He’s worried, especially since you contacted him about it.

Shockingly, he’s not half bad at taking care of others. While he doesn’t have to do it often, he does care for his friends and knows the basics. Not to mention it is taught at his school to make sure students know how to take care of themselves. One of the perks of going to the hero school. Still, it will probably be a shock to you when he shows up to your dorm with medication and looks like he’s ready to go full on nurse mode.

He’s pretty gentle and the usual mischievousness about him is kept to a minimum. He’s checking your temperature, asking how you’re feeling, bringing you food and water, and making sure you’re taking your medications he brought. He might even message Riddle to come over and check to make sure you’re really okay. At some point he’ll grow bored while you’re asleep though so he’s either going to go snoop around the dorm, torment poor Grim, or curl up next to you on the bed to join you. Who knows what he’s going to do, you surely don’t.

When you’re better he’s going to be teasing you about how he practically had to revive you from the dead. He’s relieved to see you’re doing better though, but he has to leave as soon as possible. The school is probably suspicious as to where he’s been this entire time, and he’d rather not get into serious trouble with them. So he’s probably just going to give you a quick kiss on the forehead and tell you to feel better and ruffle your hair. All in good fun, he promises.

[red-viewe]

Short Che'nya hc time baby

The guy has definitely tried to teach you how he decorates his pants, but i am convinced that he is a terrible teacher, so he just makes them for you, and would definitely be the happiest cat guy in twisted wonderland when he sees them on your clothing.

[somekidnamedkai]

I’m not sure if someone already chose it but can you do “baking together” with Che’nya? (That’s if you write for him of course)

February 5th - Baking Together

Authors Note: Not my best work. I haven’t written for Che’nya before so I honestly didn’t know entirely what to write. Hope you still enjoy it though!

Characters: Che’nya

Warnings: A little bit OOC

When you asked your boyfriend to help you bake some stuff, this is not exactly what you were expecting. “Che’nya what are you doing?” You asked with a laugh. He was currently sitting on top of the counter, a spoon balanced on his nose. You were getting ingredients out for the cookies you planned on baking, and your mischievous boyfriend offered to get the measuring cups and spoons out, which he did.

“I’m balancing it on my nose. What else?” He replied with a bright laugh, which made you laugh. You walked over and grabbed the spoon from his nose, and placed it on yours to balance. It immediately fell. “You’re not that good at this.”

You playfully rolled your eyes before shoving the spoon back at Che’nya’s chest, “shush, you.” The cat boy grabbed the spoon from your hand and placed it back on his nose, which of course made you laugh again. Everyone would say a partner that made you laugh was the best type of partner there was, which you believed, but you didn’t fully realize just how true it was until you and Che’nya started dating.

Whether it was small things like Che’nya just popping his head, and only his head, in the room, or him telling a story to make you laugh when you’re upset. He was amazing and you loved him. And now, spending Valentine’s Day with him was like a dream come true. Spending the day of love with your boyfriend, baking cookies and cupcakes.

“Alright, cat boy,” you smiled as you patted his cheek and kissed it softly. “Time to sort out ingredients, you up for it?” You asked, “because you’re doing it all,” you continued talking, teasing your boyfriend.

Che’nya dramatically gasped, dropping the spoon on his nose, “Whaaat?!” He exclaimed as you laughed and poured the flour into the measuring cup.

“I’m kidding,” you joked. You, with some help of course, got all of the ingredients for the cookies sorted out and mixed them, “can you preheat the oven to 345?” You asked Che’nya as you finished mixing the dough.

Now for the fun part. The two of you rolled out the dough and got some cookie cutters to make them into cool shapes before you put them on the trays. After all the cookies were cut and on trays, you put them in the oven to make.

About 15 minutes passed, and you and Che’nya were in the lounge when the alarm went off for the cookies. Che’nya sprang up and was skipping to the kitchen as you followed along. As soon as you took the trays out of the oven, Che’nya reached over to grab one but you smacked his hand away, “you’re going to burn yourself, they’re still hot.” He groaned and muttered fine, before smirking. The boy disappeared in the flash of an eye. “Che’nya?- ah!” You exclaimed. You were picked up and pulled away from the cookies.

“Cookies!” Che’nya said, cheerfully. After putting you down he grabbed one from the tray and popped it in his mouth. “Ah! Hot!” He shouted and jumped up and down.

You couldn’t keep your laughter in at the sight of your boyfriend freaking out and getting water over the cookie being too hot. Almost like you said. “I told you, but you don’t listen.” You laughed as you walked over to Che’nya. You gave him a small kiss while he began to laugh.

“Ooh, do that again,” He told you as you asked him what he meant, “give me a kiss.”

“Sure, if you burn yourself again with those cookies,” you retorted sarcastically. But Che’nya didn’t take it that way and made a beeline for the cookies again “Che’nya, no!”

[m1dn1ght-hag]

✧˖° Royal Sword Academy ! ✧˖°

“ At first, I thought you were a constellation. I made a map of your stars, then I had a revelation. You're as beautiful as endless. You're the universe I'm helpless in “

☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Neige LeBlanche ! ☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖

Nothing here yet!

☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Che’Nya ! ☁︎.𖥔 ݁ ˖

Nothing here yet!

♤♡♢♧

[hanafubukki]

The NRC students watched as you interacted with the RSA students.

Were they happy that you had made friends amongst them? No, most of them were not.

Were they surprised? No, they knew you. They know how you attracted others. You were a magnet for danger, but you were also a magnet for people who were affection starved.

So they knew you would attract others, didn’t mean they would like it. But they couldn’t say anything to you, they knew that you would give them a look and tease them not to be jealous.

Not that they would ever admit to that either, but they didn’t want to make you angry, so they bit their tongue for the most part and observed you. You laughed as Che’nya scared Grim.

Riddle had to command his students from starting a scene.

You smiled and hugged Neige as he approached you with the dwarves.

Vil smiled but it didn’t match the coldness in his eyes, but that didn’t stop Rook from fangirling from right next to him.

Were they surprised that you somehow brought two schools together despite their hatred for each other? No matter how one sided? No.

But what surprised them all was the words from the RSA students’ mouths.

“How lucky you are to have YN with you.”

“Cherish them.”

The smile and confident aura surprised the NRC students.

“You never know. Someone might come and take them from you.”

“They might tire from the trouble you cause and join us instead.”

“We would cherish them.”

Was that a challenge?

How interesting.

Let it be known, those from NRC never back down.

And if RSA wants to fight for their Prefect?

They would stand up to that challenge.

This is one battle they would never lose.

[styxwanderer]

The Wrong Fake Identity | Twisted Wonderland [pt.5]

part 1 Part 2 part 3 part 4 <part 5> part 6 part 7

[Chaos ensues]

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Azul is waiting patiently, seated in his office as he tap his feet.

“How long can they take? ..”

“Don’t tell me that bastard Jade and Floyd is stealing them for themselves.” The thought of that make him shot up his soft cushioned seat as the rush through grabbing his coat, hat, and walker. 

“Must i be the only one who do the job?”

Just halfway through the room his door slammed open.

“Azul, Shrimp-cat is here~”

“O what’s this?” Jade chuckled

“Are you losing your faith on us?” He smirked

“Ehem.. no i simply thought you are late, and of course i have to greet our esteemed guest.”

“Of course, we are sorry for our late arrival. Y/n is here.”

You ears peeked out of Jade’s shoulder before you head. You had been changed to octavinelle uniform, curtesy of Jade whom had said the Scarabia uniform is going to make you catch a cold, how kind is this eel.

“Oo! Azull!! Hello!!” You are carried piggy back by jade.

It seems the cupid is very busy today ad he kept shooting arrows at all these wolves you meet. Give him a break pleaseee..

“Ehem..” Azul cough trying to gain his composure back.

“Now.. how would you like to stay in Octavinelle?.. i had all the documents here and of course a scroll for you to sign consent.” He pushed you to the seat, he then walked over to the seat across from you pulling out the documents and of course the golden scroll. 

Jade and Floyd sandwiched you to your seat. 

You are just happy, because the close proximity just warms you up. 

“Hmm… i’ll think about it..” you nonchalantly answered. 

“ think about it, we will feed you, give your daily brushing, Jadi will even massage you, all you need to do is work for monstro lounge and stay with us.”

“Hmm.. i got a lot of promising offer today you know.”

“Then how about this, i will give you a sample, let today be a trial for you.”

“ Alright!”

You could see azul grabbing his feathered pen and writing something.

That feather pen swish and swings, gaining your focus. You slitted eyes following where ever they go.

“A.. y/n! What are you…?!” you hoped onto the table as you try to catch the pen. Azul shocked as he tries to keep you away from the pen. He put his pen up high away from you.

“Hey.. no! bad! Its dangerous!”

You are to focused on the feathered pen you pouched to where ever the pen is, disregarding any safe precaution at all This caused the chair to tilt up before falling down, Azul holding your waist as he could feel the chair falling. Azul fall to his back joining the chair and you landing on top of him waist held in an embrace.

You managed to catched the feathered pen though!

You start to sit up on top of Azul pridefully grinning as you show them you catched your prey. Azul is fozen, heart beating at a 1000000 Mph. The things you did to him. Flushing fool he has become as he stammered unable to form eligible sentences, his poor brain running while, The chest that is pressed into his face whist you both fall and now you sitting above him.

“AAaaaaa…” he covered his flushing face. Unable to take it anymore, he wished to crawl back to his octopot.

Jade and Floyd shocked expression turn into an amused one.

“Ehh~ Azul, no fairr! I also want them to squeeze me like that! Y/n, Y/n Squeeze meee! Squeeze me!” Floyd whined picking you up as he hold you in his embrace. This boy is going to squeeze you tight for being too adorable.

“Ahahaha, would you look at that, you had made Azul’s face resembles a boiled octopus.” He approached his brother who is hugging you from the bad while carrying you like a plushie, he poked your face.

“it will be more fascinating when you are around.”

You dreaded that hug time is over as you wiggle out of his hold, running away from them with the feathered pen.

“Waitt..!!” Azul saw your fleeting form, but it is too late you had gone away.

“ Jade, Floyd after them.”

“ Of course, Azul.”

“Yeahh, I still want more cuddles..”

“it seems like they definitely need a collar.” Azul sigh

“for ownership reason too of course.” He chuckle as he open the second drawer of his desk, there lay a pretty purple and blue tosca collar with a shiny golden conch for you to wear. Don’t question him why he had gotten it, for the record he just does.. ehem…

“just you wait..”

Now to wonder where you are, You had decided you need a well deserved nap on a comfy spot, which is on top of the drawer for metal plates used for cooking meals. You smack the bowls blocking your way as you lay down ready to take a good well rested nap.

“ A! There she is~ look Jade they are resting on top of the drawer.” Floyed mused.

“ Oh my look at the mess you have made!”

“y/n get down this instant.” Azul sternly demanded.

“ no!”

Then comes the spray bottle.

“Myahh!!”

“come down or ill spray more of it.”

Growing irritated you see your surrounding founding more metal plates and bowls, then an idea pops your mind, mischevious smile plastered on your face. You grab smack them near the edge.

“y/n..”

“no..NO”

“ Don’t you dare!”

CLANGGGG!

You had smack them strong enough to land on top of the octopus’s head.

Jade and Floyd started laughing of course before you also smack these bowls on top of their head. Laughing menacingly above,

“Oh what a brave cat you are, So brazen enough to do such a thing.”

“Maybe we should teach you one or two about who is on top of the food chain~”

“A well deserved lesson indeed.”

You had realized you fucked up as the two eels trying to climb up to where you are, it is not at all difficult for them of course since they are basically large and tall monsters.

You shrieked as you look for a way out, then you see Azul.

“ What ever you are thinking Sto—” You puched towards him of course landing you a couple of water spray but it is a better faith than being in the hands of the tweels.

Azul has fallen into his back with the water spray as you pounced out of the way towards the door.

“Waitt!! Don’t runn!!”

“Is this a game of chase? You want to play cat and mouse? More like eel and cat? Hahaha~”

“if the esteemed guest want to play, we need to mused then don’t you tink so Floyd.”

“Of course~”

You bolt as fast as you can away, out of the mirror and into a net..?

“Ooo! Look the prey has landed into the net!” Ruggie said.

You are left speechless and confused.

“Now be a good prey and silently come with me alright, Shishishi…. admit your defeat, Kitty.” He carried you still on the net, “Now we better move quickly, don’t want that tweels to gang up on me now.” He ran with you on the net, thrown over his back, as he ran and jumped to Savanna dorm.

✲꘏ ꘏ ꘏ ꘏✲

Meanwhile with Azul,

“Ah, where can she be..” Azul annoyed as the tweels come back empty handed. Poor Azul he hasn’t even seen you in the collar he brought for you.

✲꘏ ꘏ ꘏ ꘏✲

Meanwhile in Savannaclaw,

“A.. ruggie, Good you have taken the kitten home.”

“ Give them these.”

“ okay!”

You are pushed into a room with savannaclaw dorm set clothes and are locked there until you changed out of your monstro lounge uniform.

Once you finish you knock to be let out of the room,

“I knew you’d suit better with our uniform, afterall we pack stick together right, Ruggie.”

“tots!”

Ruggie has been wanting you to move to savannaclaw ever since the overblot incident, He find Leona to be docile around you, distracted by you, making him do less work, Not only that you helped him with chores too, your presence really give him that fuzzy warm feeling.

“but its coldd, your uniform have no sleeves.” You shivered.

“come here.” Leona embraced you as to share body heat.

“Leona, What should I do with this fishy clothes.”

“Hmm, give them to me.”

“King’s roar!” The clothes that has just been placed into his hand turned into sand.

“Ruggie put these sand into a box and kindly send them to that octopus. We need to be courteous, afterall, they did give us something precious. I will go back to sleep”

“Shishishi.. Roger that.”

The sand was placed neatly on a colourful present box before being shipped away to the merfolk.

“Now-“

BANGGG!

Leona and Ruggie turned their head towards the source of the loud voice, questioning whatever the hell that is. Ears perked up and in a tense formation.

“I knew it must’ve been you!” Azul crossing his arm, he was accompanied by Jade and Floyd.

“ Oo.. you are right on time, we were just going to send you a gift.” Leona smirked.

“ A gift you say?”

“ Ruggie..”

Chuckling ruggie give him the colourful present.

“ Go ahead open it..”

Azul eyes went wide as he open the box.

“ What’s this? Sand? Don’t tell me!”

He then look up to see u in savannaclaw uniform

“ How brazen of you, Jade, Floyd it seems we got some pesk in our way.”

“ Don’t worry Azul we will deal with then in a breese.”

“Yay we got to play with sealion and shark sucker! Azul, you don’t mind if I go a bit rough on them right?”

“ Not at all give, play rough all you want.”

“ Come at me!”

The octavinelle and Savannaclaw student are occupied on striking each other leaving you alone and distracted by the flying you. You went on your way following the be, Out of the mirror…

Oh Look! A trail of tarts? Ohh!! Cookies too! Is that tiny cupcakes?

You tried the bite sized tart left in your path,

“ MY GOD!” star shines in your eyes at the familiar flavour burst.

The strawberry flavour really mixed with the custard and the crust! You then followed the trail, collecting and eating each bitesize treat going into a mirror, into a garden, then a box filled with even more treats!

“ OHH Look at that! You approached the box looking around if somebody is near, Maybe it belonged to someone. After a while you realized that you saw nobody, you couldn’t just leave the treats left for the ants to eat! Those delicious treats don’t deserve that! You then getting inside it box before you start to eat the delicious bite sized treat,

“NOW!”

CLANGG!

The box turned into a cage before the wooden that kept tha cage up was removed abruptly leaving you stuck inside the cage.

“ HUHHH!! A TRAPP!!!”

“Well lokey look, the greedy curious kitten falls into a trap.” The red headed man step out from the bush.

“ I can’t blame them, afterall, trey’s baked goods are to die for!” an oranged head man popped out from the same bush.

“It’s nice of you to think that way.” The glasses guy chuckled as he also walked away from the bush.

“ I can’t believe it! You trap me like this!! Let me go~~” you cried.

“not with such unruly outfit of course. We cannot go to a tea without dressing up properly, “ Ah..look at what they did to you, Those Savannaclaw doesn’t know how to properly dress you! Everybody know heartlabyul colours match your completion better,Trey.”

In an instant your clothes turn into the one that matched the heartslabyul uniform,”

“OH!”

“ we would get you a real clothes instead of a magic one but there seem to be a delay in the production so wait patiently alright.” Riddle said.

“oooo?!”

“ I knew it the heartslabyul uniform suits you the best! We have to take lots of picture together, I want to show you around to the people following me on magicam!” he excitedly took out his phone.

“ That is true, The heartslabyul dorm do suits you very much, Its very stylish on you!” trey said

“ Now that, that is settled lets the unbirthday party Start!”

The cage now removed and you take Riddle extended arm as he guide you to the table filled with more cake and pasteries, much to your delight.

“you should try this tea with exactly  cube of sugar.”

“ I made this bitesize caked, I added candied violets to it, I hope its exactly your taste.”

“ Say cheese!”

The three of them fawn over you and spoil you, They cannot get over the way your eyes light up and ears perked up when trying different desserts and pastries, getting hand feed by Riddle is definitely a plus plus. An thus you are, a fancy spoiled cat.

“Nyaa HOoo!”

“ARGHHHH!!” You jumped up from your seat into riddle’s arm, who was already standing startled by the Sudden voice as well.

“ Che’nya! I told you to use the door like a normal person.”

“ Hahaha, what is the fun in that? I see you have gained a new cat in town.”

He floats over you.

“HUP!” He whisked you away from Trey’s strong arm.

“ A cute one too!”

“ Riddle you won’t mind if I take her back to RSA, Right?”

“ NO way! y/n is a NRC student not an RSA and never will be an RSA student!” Carter exclaimed.

“ Awhhh! But im sure Neige would really appreciate it, especially since he can’t shut up about y/n since the SDC Event

“ ABSOLUTELY NOT! VIL would also most definitely disagree with this!” riddle face start to go red at the mention of him taking you so far away to the RSA.

“Che’nya we called you just to help y/n adjust to being a cat beast-man” trey intervined, trying to diffuse the situation.

“ Ohh I see, new to the cat life aren’t yaa~”

You nodded.

“ Okay first, you place your hand on the middle of your face like this.”

You followed his instruction.

“ and bend your finger like this.“

you bend your finger.

“ and that is how you scratch your nose~”

You could swear you hear the ceramic of Riddle’s teacup crack as his face is flushing redded and redder in anger.

Trey sighed as he put his hand to hid face as if expecting the result.

“ EH! Everybody know that is how you scratch your nose! I thought you would give them something more educational, or like something that we human’s doint have! Like I don’t how how to maintain your animal ears to be as perfect and clean, or how to groom your tail?”

“ Ehh we basically do things that same as you are. We don’t do anything special,, plus they are not the same kind of cat beast man as I am.”

“ Haa, I expected getting help from chenn’ya is just useless, But actually can you elaborate what do you mean by different like of cat beast man.

“ Unlike them I am a mix of both cat-like and human magic, she is magicless as she come! Plus I heard a rowdy group of two cards, one big fluffy dog, an apple, and a crocodile, talk about a defective potion, they say that there is a potion that has been sold that make the drinker to turn more into cat then a beatman hehehe..”

“ WHY DIDn’t you told us sooner!” Riddle shouted.

“y/n, are you feeling fine? Is your body hurting somewhere? Do you feel any side effect? we need to go to professor Crewel right now!” Riddle fused over you in worry.

“ Im fine riddle! I feel real great in fact!” you pushed your head to his check rubbing it trying to calm his heart.

Of course that does not calm the heart of Riddle, even though he love your head rub very much he need to take you to crewel for your own good.

“c’mon y/n we need to go to crewel.”

“ Child of man! “

“ Tsunataronn!”

“UWAAA! Now malleus is here too!” Carter sighed.

“ a its time for me to go~” Che’nya said as he disappeared into nothing.

“Malleus why are you here?” trey asked.

“ Of course, to take this child of man back home.”

“ What do you mean by that, they are home!” the hot-headed red hair snapped.

“khufufufu, Not quite.”

“ah Liliaa! Do you want to steal y/n away too?” carter whined as his friend, wishing the old fae could just let you go.

“ no can do!”

“as I expected.”

“ We won’t just hand them over to you. You know that right?” trey sternly said now covering your figure with his body.

“that’s what we expected, so we come here with a deal.” Malleus answered.

“ Absolutely not there is no place for negotiation in this! Thank you and Goodbye!”

“ C’mon don’t be hasty in making a decision o queen of hearts.”

The arguments go on and on, it makes you bored and hence you leap away from the chair and explore the maze.

To your surprise there lay a man with a platinum silver hair laying down peacefully on the soft green ground.This of course had attracted your full attention. My god he look so comfortable, its like he is inviting you to lay on top of him, And so you did.

You had curled your body up and sleep on top the the man, head in his plush chest as leg draped on the ground, you sleep soundly using him as a pillow. You could feel a hand on you as the said man begun to lift you us and carry you.

“Father I got them already.”

“O good! Then be shall bid adeu!”

“ Let’s go Lilia.”

“ Hah?! You can’t just take them away! Off with your head!”

“ of course we can.” Riddle magic fail as you are whisked away by the briar prince and his retainer.

You lot of you had transported to diasomnia dorm. Silver putting you down.

“y/n welcome home.” Malleus greeted you.

“ Now silver be a dear and show y/n where they can change their clothes, These horid scheme just doesn’t suit them at all. Poor you forced into a badly made outfit, It isn’t even a real one, just a mere illusion trick.” He snaps his finger making trey’s unique magic on you disappear leaving you back in savannaclaw uniform.

“ oh my this uniform is even uglier, poor darling.” He hug you as he rubs you between your ears. You of course enjoy all the attention that was given to you as you purr.

“oh such a clingy kitten, now be a good kitty and follow silver.”

“y/n come here.”

You nod as you ran up to silver.

“khufufufu…curious and curiouser!”

and so, operation use silver as bait was a success.

[ Words 3220]

>> to be continued<<

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[bubbleddisasters]

(Can’t believe I’m writing my first ever x reader (kind of) this but the Self Aware Au is so interesting to me)

Code Escaping: Heartstabyl Edition.

(All Students (can be viewed as platonic or romantic, Orthos is strictly platonic though)

Gender Neutral Reader!

——-

After several attempts, and failures, they finally succeeded.

They got through

To your world.

What next? Try and Find you, Rush to your side first thing and try to casually explain that a video game character broke out of their code to see them?

Maybe set things up first? Comfy living, then an easy way to find you? Or go off clues from things you used to say or areas he saw behind you? Or did he get lucky and he’s two feet away?

Man, He should have checked the code for your location…..No time to lose!

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𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒚𝒍

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𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 🌹

——

Truth be told, he got quite lucky.

A library is where he arrived, one he recognized as your hiding spot to study, or simply relax.

So, he found every tome he thought relevant on what he needed to know of the basics of your world, aswell as the one he last witnessed you study, and sat himself in the seat next to where you usually did, awaiting your arrival.

Was it timely? Perhaps, Perhaps not.

You’d been slightly (Very) annoyed that for some reason, none of your Riddle cards would show his appearance. The Chibi was no where to be seen, and your homescreen vacant of him.

So as you made your way to your spot, you nearly shrieked because either thats a damn good cosplay or Riddle Rosehearts was very casually reading the history textbook your teacher assigned while sitting four feet away from your usual spot.

Steel blue eyes scoped to check the noise, and sat up instantly.

“Just as I expected, you’d arrive here sooner or later. You certainly took your time, however.”

Before you could process the fact he sounded suspiciously like Ciel Phantomhive, he quite literally summoned a tea set. Out of thin air.

And was just staring. Most definitely waiting for you to sit down casually like he didn’t summon an entire china set with piping hot tea in a magicless world.

This was the real deal. Mommy Issues Supreme was now officially your problem. Good Luck.

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𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒚♣

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He remembered the name of the bakery down the street you visited.

As a joke, when you’d finished book one, you’d ordered a Strawberry Tart. He couldn’t exactly remember if you actually ate it, or gave it away, but it was funny, regardless.

Using Paint the Roses, he altered a napkin into a very nice resume, and he got a job there.

When Trey up and vanished from your homescreen, you’d gone to get a pastry to cheer yourself up. Not the best coping skill, but hey, it works.

It was pretty late, and it seemed they were closing up, so you planned to just be in and out, not wanting to make their job any harder.

The little bell rung as you entered, and the little alarms in your head went off when you arrived at the counter, and a-wait, why would someone cosplay at their job? Trey and working at a Bakery fit together, but…wait a second. Thats not a wig, and thats not contacts either.

If Ingame Trey was missing, and this guy looked exactly like him…..Nope, Not Possible.

Trying to play it casual , you ordered the usual and once you had it, sat down as you normally would.

But when you took a bite of your treat, it tasted like….Strawberry. Then Chestnut. What the hell.

You unintentionally had an odd staring contest with the current cashier, who then held out a scarily familiar pen, chuckling a bit as he placed it on the counter.

“Surprise.”

After making his way around the counter, he sat down on the other side of the table, doing his best to not freak you out too much.

“Yea, I know this might be a bit confusing, and It’s probably not easy to process all this, so take your time, and I’ll answer any questions you have.”

Great, because you had several.

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𝑪𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓♦

——

Social Media Stalking but not Stalking was his forte.

The first thing he did was make pretty much every account he could on medias he knew you had. Like Tumblr.

He decided it would be way too freaky to just pop up out of nowhere, so as he was thinking and exploring, he took a few selfies and photoshoots here are there.

And WOW. They blew up. At first he thought it was the general math of Attractive Guy + Good Photos of him = Alot of Views. He had sorta kinda forgot other people knew about Twist until he noticed the flood of “Cater IRL” and “THE Cater Cosplay” comments. Which gave him an idea.

After the annoyance of all your Caters being lost in the code sauce, you messed around online until you accidentally pulled up a page with the greatest Cater Cosplay you had ever witnessed.

You had to do a double take when the follow button said “Follow Back”. You complied with the buttons wishes and followed them back.

After a while, you somehow ended up dming back and forth with him, and his strangely Cater coded texts. You also discovered that it apparently wasn’t a cosplay, and just his natural appearance was scarily similar to Caters..and his name was Cater, which was accidentally revealed by a Starbucks barista calling out after finishing making his drink while you were calling.

Part of you suspected that this could be the real Cater, with all the math adding up, and the other half of you called you a fucking idiot for that.

Little did you know the first one was exactly what Cater was hoping for.

With that, he managed to do some kinda social media stalking ( but not like, Rook Levels, DW) and found your general area based on area matching (TY Google Maps!) and nearly jumped for joy when he realized it was where he was too.

He subtly managed to sneak that in conversation, and set up a meetup between you two, a brunch and phone shopping. Weird Pick on the last one, but you decided not to judge.

The first thing he said when you arrived confused you, alot.

With a bright smile, he waved you over.

“Hey! Long Time no see!”

Ignoring the aggressive red flag in that statement with a simple “Maybe he meant since we called” as if you didn’t call him last night to plan this out, either way, you scooted in.

You two got so distracted chatting, at one point making up a game of fake gossiping the craziest things to see if anyone reacted, and for your own entertainment.

Because of that, your drink went warm, and as soon as you mentioned it, you got your answer to the “Where did my Caters go.” question.

Why? Because, as if this had happened before, he simply refroze it. Magically.

As you stared in pure awe and confusion, he grimaced upon the realization his cover was pretty much blown.

“Whoops…Lets just pretend that didn’t happen, and I’ll explain later, ‘Kay?”

You just had to pray nobody witnessed that, as Area 51 did definitely did not sound like Cay-Cays ideal Vacay.

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𝑨𝒄𝒆♥

—

He thought it would be fucking HILARIOUS to prank you, as, unfortunately for you, he ended up in your house, only to find out you were asleep, which gave him the opportunity to PUA (Prank Upon Arrival)

For the next several hours of your waking life, Ace of Hearts playing cards of varying sizes would be infesting your house, or when you’d put something down and look away, there was either a card on it or it had been replaced by a card.

You were also robbed of leftovers you’d been saving, and a few snacks by this card demon.

After you left the house vacant (you fool), the Knave struck again, this time sneaking out and guessing your next move, heading off to a cafe because you needed caffeine after the card madness, until you had already ordered, and you had turned on Twist while waiting for your drink.

Quietly, he slid into the chair infront of you as you grumbled.

“He’s not on the homescreen either—Where the hell are all my Ace cards?”

Hehe, Infront of you. This is the best setup ever.

Leaning back on the chair, he couldn’t contain a grin as he faked obliviousness.

“I dunno. Maybe try looking around a lil’ more?”

Not paying much attention to who was talking to you in your moment of despair , you sighed, swiping back to the home screen.

“They’re not those kinds of cards.”

“Aren’t like, five of them card themed?”

“Four right now, since Ace has seemingly gone and fucked off to another dimension:”

“Yeaaa, about that. It was not as easy to do as you’re making it sound. Just saying.”

You looked up for a split second, then did a double take and nearly skyrocketed out of your chair, making indecipherable confusion noises while he laughed his ass off, totally soaking in the success of his perfect surprise you had unintentionally enabled.

While you stood frozen in shock, he simply grabbed your things, put them in your hand, S̶t̶o̶l̶e̶ grabbed your coffee, and whisked you out the door.

I pray for you, good luck dealing with him.

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𝑫𝒆𝒖𝒄𝒆♠

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Woke up in either your garage or kitchen, and was confused. Rightfully so.

Since he couldn’t really find you around, but at least recognized this as your house, he just waddled around more or less, fixing random things here and cleaning up there while trying to find clues to where you might be, or if he should just wait here.

He finally found a grocery list, which you had forgotten, and spent the next 10 minutes trying to find the nearest grocery store while unintentionally locking himself out of the house in the process, so made the genius decision to hope you were still at the grocery store and dashed over.

You’re doing great, dude.

Anywho, he got lucky, because in the middle of carrying off your shopping bags, your notification that your AP was full went off, and as you went to use it, you noticed a severe lack of Deuce on your homescreen.

This lead to sitting on a bench and getting distracted trying to figure out why the hell this glitch had only affected your Deuce cards, so you weren’t paying much attention when you heard a voice somewhat far off but close.

“Oh hey! There you are!”

Assuming it was for someone else, you continued trying to fix the “glitch”, then paused when you heard the voice from before right infront of you.

“Do you need help with carrying those bags?”

The words “I’m good, thanks.” died on your tongue when you looked up, only to be face to face with the guy you’d been suffering trying to figure out where he went for 20 minutes. Ingame. In a VIDEO GAME.

Internally, you practically short-circuited, after you panicked, he started panicking, and you both ended up in a weird confusion panic that had the energy of the spidermans pointing at eachother meme.

Great job! You have now acquired a German Shepard Golden Retriever mix in human form.

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Bonus :

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𝑪𝒉𝒆'𝒏𝒚𝒂⤵➟

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Unlike most of them, he had absolutely zero trouble hopping into your world.

However, instead of revealing himself right away, he decided to be the ghost of good deeds and mischief. And a random black cat you’d suspiciously find on your window sill demanding pets or cuddles.

Luckily transforming, flying, invisibility, and the rest of his magic ability seemed to work just fine.

Sometimes, you’d randomly find things placed in unusual places, spoons on the ceiling, for example, the paintings or pictures sometimes randomly taking on very funny faces, teacups and plates floating around at 2am, leaving you to assume it was a sleepy hallucination.

Other times you’d be aggravatingly trying to fix something, look away for one moment, and not only was it fixed, it looked almost brand new. Or you’d open the fridge or pantry, and notice the lack of food, then open it again, and i’d be filled to the brim.

You never noticed anything too strange on Twist itself however until you got bored one day, and decided to replay Heartstabyls chapters, only to realize Che’nya was…completely missing.

Out of sheer curiosity, you checked his Pomfieore Chapter appearance. Nothing. Gone.

Trying to see if it was just the WIFI connection, you moved rooms, only to see a blink of purple in the corner of your eye.

Lounging in the air by the window, tail swaying lazily, he peeked over, then grinned his signature grin.

“Nya-ice to meet you~”

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Yay! Thats all!!

Holy shit I can’t believe I wrote this, feel free to take me out (Date or Assassination I really don’t care)

Alright! I might do more but they might not be in dorm order, see ya!

[sarynnah]

Che’nya Headcanons

When in heat:

- When in heat, Che’nya (like other male cats) will bite down on your neck to keep you steady as he pounds into you. He doesn’t want to hurt you, but he can’t help but to make sure you stay still while he fucks you.

- His only goal during heat is to mate; so he has a hard time focusing on anything else (like classes and hobbies) because he will be so consumed in the idea of breeding you.

- Due to him not being able to focus on anything else other than you during this time, he will probably stalk you (invisible of course) until you are in a secluded area; and then push you up against the nearest surface and take you right then and there.

- When he’s really getting into it, he’ll put you in a mating press while biting your neck, and drill into you relentlessly- in a trance from how badly his desire to breed you is.

- Unfortunately, during his heat there will be little to no prep before penetration because he has almost no self-control when it comes to his own pleasure and release; but after his heat, he will be very caring and will make sure you’re well taken care of and satisfied to make up for it.

- When he is ready to release, his member will swell up and form a knot- keeping you connected to him until his seed is settled in you. He loves snuggling into the nape of your neck when this happens, enjoying the warmth you give off.

His Body:

- Che’nya for sure has a sleeper build - so his outer appearance won’t look like there’s much muscle mass, but when his clothes are off you can definitely tell that he’s toned.

- His tongue (like other felines) has a sand-paper like texture to it, but it is only slight. Due to this, the sensation of him licking your nipples and sex is amplified - and leaves your skin with a red hue after. He loves to savor your taste, so you’d better be prepared to put up with the sensitivity his tongue is sure to inflict upon you.

- Like most cats, the area around his tail will be sensitive to touch; and he is very conscious of this. When you accidentally graze him there he would blush up and his hair would spike as an involuntary reaction; and he would try to brush it off as if nothing happened. However, if you touched him there on purpose he wouldn’t let you get away with it; pinning you down and showing you what it feels like to be teased like that. It isn’t fair is it?

- Due to his feline features, Che’nya naturally has heightened hearing; meaning he can catch even the smallest noises you make… and he loves it. He likes to hear your little squeaks when he teases you, and especially loves the lewd noises you let out while he’s touches and fucks you.

Extras:

- When Che’nya feels relaxed with you (and in general) he may purr to express his comfort. Whether it’s when you guys are winding down and tired after sex, or just when cuddling, he will start purring. He knows you love it; and it warms his heart when he notices you falling asleep to the feeling of the vibration on your skin.

- He likes everyone knowing that you are his, so to ward off the other beastmen from making advances towards you, he scent marks you. He does this by nuzzling up to you and rubbing his scent glands (behind his ears, his eyebrows, neck, etc.) on your skin - subtly marking you in the process. You think it’s just him being cute and playful; but in reality it’s him telling other beastmen to fuck off.

This is my first headcanon post so I hope you guys like it! Let me know what you think, or if you have any requests for a character or scenario you want to see next!

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

✨ let’s do a twst trade ✨

Hello ^^;;

This might be coming out of the blue. I’m typically a very private person and tend to stick with social circles I’m already familiar with.

Recently, I’ve been thinking that it would be nice to put myself out there and interact more! I can get easily overwhelmed, so I thought a good way to go about this is to do a handful of art/writing trades. This keeps the number low and conversation approachable, and I think that’d help slowly ease me into being more comfortable interacting and participating in community events.

***UPDATE: Trades now closed, thank you all for the interest!***

Here are the parameters and other important notes (setting these for my own comfort and lifestyle):

This will be a Twisted Wonderland themed trade because that’s the one thing we can guarantee to have in common.

I’ll write a fic for you! Minimum 1-2k words (but I tend to ramble so it could easily go higher than that), starring at least 2 characters (I can write more, but let’s not go too crazy and ask for all 22 NRC students in one fic).

I CAN write platonic, romantic, angst, fluff, yandere, AUs, etc.

I’m okay with writing any and all TWST characters, including staff, RSA students, family members, and other NPCs.

Of course, OCs are also welcome! I’d love to learn more about yours.

Be prepared with references for your OC(s) if applicable. This could include illustrations, but at the bare minimum should include a written explanation of who the character is, their personality, likes/dislikes, and relationships with canon characters.

There are limits to what I will write, as I am uncomfortable with some subject matters. For example, I’m not willing to write anything pregnancy-related. We can discuss my “no goes” in more detail if we decide to trade!

Upon request, I can do a simple digital piece of art OR a washi tape illustration (you won’t receive the physical piece, just a picture of it) for you. I believe most people know me more for my writing, but I wanted to keep these options on the table!

You trade me a fic of your own OR an artwork of roughly the same quantity/quality. As the saying goes, “what you give is what you get.”

We will talk and agree before we start on our pieces what each of us will generally provide at the end. (For example, a 5k word fic for a full color waist up illustration, 1k word fic for a black-white doodle, etc.)

You have to be okay with receiving a vague prompt. I like to be surprised, so I’ll probably just give you a list of general themes, ideas, and characters I like, then set you loose to see what you come up with.

You can be as specific as you like with your own prompt for me though—I’m flexible. Let me know what you don’t like as well so I can avoid including those elements.

To keep things fair, we’ll both hold onto our pieces and exchange them at the same time.

Regarding my written piece, it will be in a Google Doc for you to access.

This is NOT first come, first serve. I can only realistically take on 3-5 trades at this time depending on interest and complexity. If I turn you down, it’s nothing personal!

Priority will be given to mutuals (chances are that there’s more likely to be common ground if we’re already following each other).

Preference will be given to those indicated as adults in their blog intros/profiles (this is just what vibes the best with my personal communication style)

Be patient!! It may take me a few weeks or more to complete my part.

Be aware that doing a trade with me does NOT necessarily mean we will become best friends, and nor should this be the expectation 😅

If you’re okay with the above and are interested in a trade, please DM me! In your DM, you should indicate some prompts/ideas for what you’d like me to write. Please wait for me to respond; do NOT assume that I’ve accepted the trade request just because you’ve messaged me.

[awkwardsaweeb]

Salacious Inclinations

Pairing: Che’nya/reader

Tags: Fem!reader, Fingering, oral(Fem receiving), blood, biting, praise, degradation, Exhibitionalism

Word Count: 2,204

Your late evenings in the library are typically spent in solitary, tucked away in some quiet, cubical-like corner to seal yourself away in. You preferred it this way, blanketed in the overwhelming smell of the untouched tomes and the distant sounds of turning pages and scraping graphite. Your little nook was incredibly comforting, soaking in the warm amber light of the dingy flickering bulbs above, a sharp contrast to the dreary gray sky. The soft patters of rain against glass provided a special kind of sensory satisfaction that brought you so close to the precipice of peace that you could feel yourself drift ever closer to the edge of sleep.

The surface of your table has been utterly consumed by books, stacks of material you’d haphazardly grabbed at the mere mention of triens paper assignment, desperate for any sentence that could boost your score.

Amidst the peace you found teetering between stages of REM, you'd been brought back to the present by the cloudy sounds of giggling. They were distant at the moment, straining to really hear it. It was soft and airy, with almost a disembodied tone to it, like music playing from a waterlogged speaker. As it made its way closer to your area, a wave of mischief seemed to trail behind it, bouncing in and out of reality with every disturbance.

You tensed as it grew ever closer, seemingly just around the corner. This world was filled with all sorts of things that simply made no sense at all; this rule not only followed the logic but the people as well. As the soft giggles were just on the other side of the bookcase to your left, you braced yourself for yet another mess to clean up, possibly the only consistency of your time here. Anxiously eying the edge of the bookcase, your eyes strained in concentration, the joyful noise stopping abruptly at the moment that what should have been a body made its way into your space.

That's odd.

Your nerves are still on high; the instinct to remain suspicious is now permanently ingrained in your psyche from your time here—eyes scanning desperately at your surroundings, desperately trying to catch a glimpse of anything.

Your heart nearly leaps out from the cage of your chest, a cold sweat immediately coating your skin, and a large hand with deft, delicate fingers clasped tightly over your mouth. A suppressed shriek rips its way from your throat, the air rippling the skin as a few bubbles of air break past the seal. A soft “Boo” having been whispered into your ear, soon followed by the sporadic untuned melody of giggles.

You’re overcome with immediate irritation, having just now figured out precisely who the walking nuisance is.

Che’nya.

You mentally chastise yourself for not realizing sooner, having grown accustomed to the sound of the beast man that liked to chase your heels.

Reaching up, you mean to grasp at his wrist to yank it away, only for the pressure and the man to disappear in your grasp. Great. Sucking in a sudden breath at the surprising feeling of fingertips lightly grazing up the side of your thigh, lightly playing with the hem of your skirt. He idly rolled it between the pads of his fingers as if testing the fabric.

“Did you miss me?” he speaks behind you, his voice once more becoming level with your left ear, “Because I have certainly missed you.” His following sentence is mumbled, so close that you could feel his hot breath puff against your throat and his nose ever so slightly brush against your hair. His hand slowly begins to move again, sliding below the fabric as he encroaches onto the heated space between your thighs. Your breath hitched and staggered as his knuckles grazed against the covered lips of your core, “Especially after the last time.” Your mind quickly flashes back to about a month ago; the tea time you'd had with Riddle had ended, and as you made your way back through the high hedges of roses. You’d been abruptly yanked from the trail behind an out-of-place tree as Che’nya had descended upon you. He’d taken you then, panties stretched out against your rocking ankles and your hands scraping desperately against the cutting bark as you’d tried desperately to keep your knees from buckling. Che’nya roughly thrusting into you from behind without a consequential thought in his head.

Your face heats, Unable to force it down in the wake of the slowly growing pressure. Even though you still can't see him, his touch is incredibly present as he slowly works against the soft cotton fabric.

“My my,” he giggles, “Already so sticky for me. Have you been eager for my return? Hmm?”.

Even though he asked you a question, you can feel your ability to respond quickly leaving you as your mouth begins to fill with sand and your tongue starts to feel like it’s swollen enough to fill your mouth completely. It’s not as if he is really expecting an answer anyway.

His fingers slowly hook around the crotch of the material and pull it aside, his fingers slowly working against the swelling flesh before using his middle finger to part your folds, gliding through your slick. You catch a moan in your throat, still vaguely aware of the people within your relative proximity. His fingers trail around your labia, sliding up to twirl around the bud at the top of your clit. The intense pulse that follows makes your knees jerk, nearly smacking the bottom of the table as you struggle to contain yourself.

“Why bother muffling your moans, I’ve barely touched you, and you’re already so aroused.” His middle finger slides back down, circling the ring of muscles at your entrance before breaking the seal and gliding right in. Arching your back against the hardwood of your chair and your arms shooting out in front of you to find purchase against the hard edge of the table, A whiney call of his name slides from your lips. Schooling yourself by pinning your bottom lip between your teeth, you try in vain to keep the noises down. “ Go ahead, let them know what a whore you are.” he moves to your other ear. “Getting off on being fucked in public, on being my good girl.”. You can almost see his Cheshire grin split his face in two as the sharp points of his canines graze along the skin of your throat.

Enough pressure to indent the skin but just short of splitting it open.

“Please,” you ask, it's soft and barely there, but he hears it.

“Please, what kitten? I’m afraid I don't know what you are asking for.” He can be such a dick.

His response is followed by another finger joining the first, his pace picking up substantially as a wet slosh follows in its wake.Your knees begin to tremble, and paranoia of the noise enticing the curiosity of others has been pushed to the back of your mind in lew of chasing something else.

“Please,” you start, swallowing down a moan before continuing, “ Make me come.”

“Well, aren't you a needy little thing today” Poking his tongue from between his lips, he drags it up the shell of your ear; His breath is scorching as it further works to fog your mind. “But since you’ve asked so nicely..” He trails off.

Suddenly he’s gone, his fingers quickly disappearing from your depths, and the warmth of his lurking form vanishing. It takes you a moment to collect what little remains of your mind to realize the situation as a pent-up sob leaves you. “Wait, what-” and immediately, a pang of pleasure shoots straight through you, rattling your spine and forcing your hands to slap over your mouth to avoid attracting a fellow student.

Che’nya has appeared below the table, head resting between your open thighs with the smuggest grin you have yet to see grace his features.He’d licked a solid strip up the length of your core, saliva hot and tongue thick as the drag of the muscle hit all of the nerves along the surface. He stops as he waits for you to make eye contact with him again, biding his time by nibbling lightly at the skin of your thigh. You refuse, however, getting woefully frustrated with this ongoing game that only he seems to be in on. A sharp pain hit you soon after, the suddenness making your leg lock in response, eyes shooting down to make contact with the best man. He pulls his teeth from the meat of your thigh, a couple of droplets of blood following the polished enamel as the rivulets dribble down the skin.

A couple of droplets fall free onto the old scuffed wooden boards below before he lets his tongue loose once more. Bringing it along the fresh wound, he tries to soothe the pain in faux worry followed by a light chastising of “Pay attention.” You’re irritated and frustrated but more than willing to put your upset on the back burner for now. You’ll get him back eventually. Stiffly nodding your head, you offer a modest “fine” in response as you keep his gaze.

His teeth are back out in the open as he smiles, a tinged film now covering them in a sheer glow of gore. He quickly gets back on task, his fingers reappearing to make the shape of a “V” as they slide against your outer lips, opening you wide for his viewing pleasure. His right hand finds purchase against the top of your left thigh, sliding against the blood and leaving a tacky smear in his grasp. His grip is tight as he reassures your open position, coming in close to give himself a deep inhale of your arousal.

Bringing his mouth back against your clit, slow up and down licks of his tongue, turning the flesh around with his tongue. He’s gentle but firm, his tongue making quick work of the slick that gathered between your thighs, an audible swallow following the swirl against your entrance. He pushes the hot muscles past the opening as he sinks further into your depths. His tongue isn't particularly long, but it’s wide and thick, folding slightly as he works against the spongy walls inside of you. He works hard to expand and retract his tongue as it wriggles around the gooey heat of your cunt, bringing the fingers that held the flesh open up to begin twirling against your bud. It’s gotten much harder to breathe, your chest is hot, and your face and legs begin to tingle as your stomach tightens. Your hands move from the table's edge to tangle into the lavender locks atop his head, twirling the strands between your fingers as they slide far enough down to the roots to tether yourself to him. A jovial chuckle leaves his lips as it provides a tinge of vibration to the sensitive skin in his mouth.

Closing his lips around the heated swollen flesh, he begins to suck, the wet seal coupled with the grind of his tongue fucking into the squishy textured heat of your canal, quickly yanking you over to the edge, the threat of falling over mere moments away. The quiet trail of swears and pleas spill from your lips like a kettle boiling over onto the stove. Very similarly, your end is followed by a shout and uncontrollable spill of your juices amid your orgasm. Your thighs convulse around his head as he scoops up the flemy release, swallowing the globs down eagerly.

When he pulls away, the flush of his face matches yours, a rich color filling the apples of his cheeks and the darkened depths of your eyes.

“That's my good girl, " he praises, slowly easing you back down from your high as he lightly drags his hands along your body, waist, hips, and thighs. Delivering one more soft kiss to your bud, he pulls away, but not before promising to see you later on in the evening to finish what he’s started. He’s been shooed away, slowly fading into the realm of invisibility by the quick incoming steps of someone who had heard your cry. He winks at you once more before he’s completely gone, vanishing just in time as the worried body of your friend Deuce comes around the corner.

“Are you alright?” he asks in a bit of a panic as his skin flickers back and forth over your area of rest before noticing the wound on your leg. Eyes following the direction of his eyes, you quickly slap your hand over the mark. “You're bleeding!” He cries, about to step forward to help you.

Throwing your hand out in front of yourself, you stop him. “NO!” you cry, an awkward chuckle following, your face somehow feeling even hotter. “ I’m alright! I think I just pricked myself on a nail or something”. You hope he buys your excuse, Still dawning a look of doubt.

More than anything, you hope he hadn't noticed the defined shape of teeth, wishing above all else that the veil of blood had covered it.

“Yeah, sure,” he starts. “A nail..”

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Twst Event Character Masterlist

Neige LeBlanche

Vil, Rook & Neige + helping reader taking care of their 3b/c hair

Neige, Riddle, Idia and Silver + touch starved! Reader

Che’nya

Busy scaring the shit out of Heartslabyul students

Najma Viper

Jamil, Kalim, and Najma + Reader with Aladdin/Genie Traits!

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Che'nya: When He's Sick

Che’nya, my baby girl! Of course I had fun writing Che’nya, it’s always a blast when I write something for him. Also the scenario was just too funny to pass up in my head, so here we go. Hope you enjoy this little headcanon list of Che’nya being sick.

Disclaimer: All characters in this series are aged up. For more information about my version of this world and the type of reader you can expect, please do a quick read of THIS post. 

Che’nya: When He’s Sick

When Che’nya gets sick, everyone is going to know. He’s not subtle about it, and he’ll be telling everyone he knows that he’s dying and to prepare for his funeral. He’s dramatic at times, but does find it hilarious when Riddle actually gets concerned thinking that he was being serious about it. Once it’s discovered that he just got a cold from staying out too late in the rain, he gets less concerned, which is no fun for Che’nya. Wanna know who is fun though and will probably take pity on a poor cat? The Ramshackle Prefect…aka you.

You’re gonna wander in from class to find a sick Che’nya on your couch, telling you how unfair life is and how you should take pity on him. In truth, he does look like shit. His shirt is barely hanging on and he has a thin sheen of sweat on him and a flushed face. Not to mention the red nose and tissues scattered around him. Poor boy is dealing with a horrible cold and probably does need someone to take care of him or else he’ll just rot away. He’s not going to mention how he can totally take care of himself.

He doesn’t like medicine, period. Sadly he chose you to go to in his time of need, so he’s having to take some or else he’s getting booted back to his own damn school. He’s going to be muttering about it as he downs the gross liquid and gagging at the taste. Why did they feel the need to make something like NyQuil so vile in the first place? Thankfully the sleepy feeling takes him over soon enough and he’s passed out on the couch so you can begin patting him dry with a towel and placing a chill one on his forehead to help alleviate the fever.

He only wakes up because of his stomach grumbling and notices he’s somehow been transported to one of the spare bedrooms you have. Whether you carried him there or got one of your friends is a mystery, but at least the mattress and blankets are more comfortable than the couch was. He’ll be dragging himself onto wobbly feet to your kitchen to see if he can snag something, only to be greeted by some soup and a note to say to eat it slowly while you’re away at class. Oh you’re just the sweetest, he made the best decision to crash here while he recovered, even if his campus is probably in a panic about where one of their students went.

Once he’s better he’ll be ditching to head back to Royal Sword Academy, but not before leaving you a small note as thanks. Expect him to visit a few times throughout the week to surprise you with thank you gifts. They’ll be the most random things he can find as well, but it sends a very clear message that he’s thankful you took the time to take care of him. Next time though, he’ll make sure to tell someone on campus that he’s going to be gone for the day so they don’t send out a search party. Honestly that in itself was a nightmare to explain when he got back, and of course you had some explaining to do of your own. Mainly because your own little cat made a comment about someone crashing on your couch.

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thoughts abt che'nya (hcs)

-Che'nya's favorite time to visit you is lunch and dinner. Why? Because that's when you're eating something and he wants a taste of it too! He would and will get atleast one bite out of your food. And if you get him his own plate of food, he fully expects to be able to feed you some of his good too. (It's his love language)

-Will steal your clothes, (especially if you have oversized clothes or baggy jeans) not to wear, but to keep in his room. He might even leave some of his clothes in Ramshakle too. He'll eventually give your clothes back....right?