#Jack Howl twst

[yichi-is-a-bitch]

TWST Incorrect quote #68

MC: "I want to be like a caterpillar"

Jack: "Explain."

MC: "Eat a lot, sleep for a while, wake up beautiful"

Jack: "You know they have a lifespan of a week, right?"

MC: "..."

MC: "That's just another highlight!"

[aprityormarj]

Sneak peeks of my series at the @princes-uprising

[sinofthesloth]

so how do you think Epel, Vil, Malleus, Azul and Jack Howl would deal with a crush who actually starts running at them and hugging them as a greeting after a couple months of knowing the boys? (The hugs only seem to be reserved for the boys. Crush clearly has a favourite. Probably horrifies people when they first do this to Malleus). Like their senses tingle and they bee line for the boys and suddenly the boys are being hugged by this human with golden retriever energy from behind or somehow this person had teleported in front of them and hugged?

Hey Sin here, not sure if you want all the boys together since you wrote, "Crush clearly has a favourite." but I am going to separate so each boy has his own part. Sorry if this is not how you wanted them. Also this is my first time doing an ask, so thank you for sending one in!

Content/Warnings: Jack's part is more of a general day of school, Epel's part is centered around the Song and Dance Competition (Epel's part has slight angst and talks about Vil's overblot) Azul's part talks about his overblot, Vil's part talks about his fangirls, and Malleus part talks about Sebek a good bit. (I love him) Requested: Yes by @nesting-dreams Word Count: At least 400 per boy. Written: December 1st. Characters: Jack, Epel, Azul, Vil, and Malleus

Jack

At first the hugs didn't confuse Jack. He took in stride and squeezed back. He had younger siblings and knows that sometimes a hug is just what a person needs to get by. He had known you for quite some time.

He was there for Leona's as well as Azul's overblots. He knows the kind of stress that has been put on you, and he wants you to know he will always be there for you.

Jack started to notice his crush on you when he would make eye contact with you across the courtyard and you started to make a dash to him. At first he thought it was cute, but day after day, he started waiting for you. It was a slow realization, but after Deuce called his tail wagging out at the track field, man was embarrassed.

He also noticed you didn't hug the others like you'd hug him. If he was looking away, you'd softly wrap your arms around him. If he was in a group, you'd make sure he saw you coming first. But every time you'd hug any of the other boys it was always a side hug. You would also press him into yourself as much as you could when you hugged him.

He just hoped you wouldn't notice his tail wagging each time you held him close.

Epel

You've seen each other in classes before, but you didn't speak more than a few short sentences with each other. Just enough to know his name and a few facts about him. You two finally got much closer during the Song and Dance competition.

During the first night they all stayed at the Ramshackle dorm, you made your rounds making sure everyone was comfortable. You didn't need Kalim's family to come after you nor did you need Vil's fangirls finding out you didn't bend to the man's every whim. Epel was the last one you checked on before heading into your own dorm room. It was clear he was upset.

That night you sat with Epel into the late hours. He talked about how worried he was. How he felt that he was always underestimated thanks to his feminine looks, and how he knew he would never live up to Vil's standards of him. Of the standards he put upon himself. He talked about how he always put his best foot forward in fear others will never give him a chance if he didn't. He works this hard only to prove he is capable.

That was the first time you hugged him. Since then, every morning you gave him a quick squeeze before serving everyone breakfast within Vil's restrictions. You'd hug him before practice, after practice, during breaks, during lunch, after classes. Anytime you could spare to hug him, you did. You wanted to show him you cared.

At first he'd give you a light tap on the back, but as time passed he fell in love with holding you against him. He was enjoying these hugs these past two weeks. He enjoyed the encouragement and praise you'd give him and it was clear to Rook and Vil how Epel was changing. He was trying harder, he was more attentive, he was doing anything to prove himself to both you and his dorm leaders.

After Vil's overblot, you beelined it for Epel. Grabbing him with one hand in his hair and the other pressing his chest into yours. He wasn't letting you go anytime soon. He could take the whispering comments of the first years and the mumbles of his dorm leaders later.

Azul

Azul wasn't nice to you before his overblot. He used you, used your friends, used his friends and did many other horrendous actions. No matter what he said during his moment of weakness was an excuse to do what he did, but that didn't stop you from taking his words to heart. He was a scared, hurt child. Still was in some sense. He was coming down from his overblot when you hugged him. He held onto you as he cried. All you could do was help him hide his face in your chest as whisper sweet nothing as he latched onto you sobbing.

As time passed, you grew closer to him. He wouldn't talk about the overblot and you wouldn't bring it up. No one knew why you started to randomly walk up to him and hug him. Half the time you wouldn't even give Ace or Deuce a front hug like you did him. Azul refused to drop the boss-man attitude but if anyone looked as close as the twins did, they'd see the way he would twist the back of your shirt with how tight his grip on you was.

Sometimes, when you were behind him, you'd run up and squeeze him from behind, taking him by surprise. That was the only time his face would be covered in apple-red blush. He'd clear his throat and scold you, before opening his arms for you to give him a proper hug.

He couldn't hide his crush from the twins. They'd talk about how you wouldn't give anyone a front hug, much less one from behind. Just recalling it made his face explode.

He grew addicted to see you. Especially from afar. If you thought he'd make it out of a room before you could reach him, you'd run up and tackle him into a hug.

Vil

Vil was never a hard man to find. Just follow the trail of glitter or the clicking of phone cameras. You don't really remember how the two of you got close. It definitely might have been when you were running from Rook and leeched onto Vil to hide behind. From there, the three of you bloomed an odd friendship.

Vil catches on immediately, and in the beginning of it, he does try to get you to stop. Not just for his image, but yours as well. There have been videos of you running up and jumping on him for a hug. A few of you hold him for just a moment to long and pictures upon pictures of the two of you.

There are multiple theories about the two of you online. Rook loves reading these out loud to Vil while he is getting ready for the day. Seeing his face tint with a cherry red color always puts a smile on Rook's face.

It gets to the point that you'll stop hugging him and instead wave or jokingly bow toward him instead. Which just ignites a fire on the internet. His fangirls want to know if y'all broke up? If y'all were ever together? What happened? Why aren't you hugging anymore? Vil didn't know what to do. He seemingly was going through a mode. Rook called them withdrawals. Epel was just annoyed both for you and because of you.

By the end of a week and the swarm of questions on all his posts, he talks to you about it. Asks what you believed would be best. "No matter what you do, you are in the public's eye. Do what makes you happy." You wouldn't hug him until he made a decision himself. You didn't want to push him one way or another. Another week passed, and he noticed how you didn't hug others the way you hugged him. Ace would get side hugs, and Deuce would get hugs where you wouldn't fully wrap your arms around him. He seemed to be the only one you'd throw your arms around the neck of.

He was glad he was the only one you'd hold like this. His decision wasn't any easier, but he knew he missed your hugs. "Maybe behind close doors."

"You can always just start dating them." Epel commented.

Malleus

(- He is extremely ooc and I hate it, so I'll be fixing it soon. Hopefully after class)

As soon as you attempted to sneak up on Malleus, Sebek is there to call you out. He would be snatching you off the ground before you made it twelve feet in range of Malleus.

The hugs started the night of Vil's overblot. He visited to check up on you, and you didn't know how to thank him. He talked about it for days afterward. Lilia was the one to bring up sneaking up on him for a hug. You've hugged him at least once a day since. Sebek is distraught any, and every time he sees you hugging. Marching over to promptly remove you from Malleus.

If you can make it to him when running up to him, he will laugh before lifting you up as you jump into his arms. It also takes him an embarrassingly long time to realize that you don't hug others like you hug him. He doesn't fully understand the deeply rooted pride his has over this. He also doesn't notice how much he looks forward to your hugs until you're sick one day.

Lilia has to drag this man out of your dorm because he was trying to cuddle up into your bed with you. He just wanted a hug. You promised to give him two tomorrow and with that he left. Leave you some soup and medicine after Silver explains that since you're magicless, there is no way of telling how your body would handle it.

Sebek was mortified. The prince of fae was crawling into the bed of a human. Lilia was dying of laughter as the prince sulkingly walked back to the hall of mirrors. It was clear to those who were close to him that he had fallen in love with a human, those that weren't feared the upset dragon-fae.

No worries. As soon as you hugged him the next day, everyone was wiping out their phones to capture photos. It was spreading like wildfire, and when he returned to his grandmother for the holidays, she asked where you were.

Hope you enjoy trying new foods and being surrounded by multiple suits of armor.

[bnuuys-writing]

Overblot Yuu! (Reader)

Hi guys! Here's the first part to that idea of Yuu overblotting! It is going to be an X Reader! Poll ends in 4 hrs but I wanted to get a head start on it! Considering I have so many votes casted in currently, I might as well make this into a series! But whoever wins first will get the first chapter! Anyway, hope you enjoy!!

-Bunny Out!

This isn't how you imagined how you'd turn out to be. This isn't you. Yet, how could you turn away from this wonderful feeling of something you were denied in this world? The coursing through your veins, the power at your fingertips, the energy swelling within you—

Magic.

———

Spring was coming up, the frosty air was slowly becoming warmer and warmer as sprouts of flowers began to appear. Grass over the courtyards were losing their morning jack frost more and more every day. Soon, finals were going to come up and summer recess would start. Everyone would go home, spend time with family, friends, loved ones.

Everyone but you.

Standing in the courtyard, eyes glazed over as you couldn't help but stare at the morning gym class soaring in the sky. Ortho, who you could tell by his jets and his broom leaving a white streak in the sky as airplanes would back in your homeland. Twirling and playing around with Epel, Deuce, Ace, and Jack, Sebek only tailed along just to reprimand them on proper technique and form of flying on a broomstick. All of your friends but you.

Taking a large inhale through your nose, slowly exhaling it as your eyes closed ever so slightly as your gaze turned from your magically soaring friends to your breath. This was unfair. Everything was unfair. Headmage Crowley still not finding your way home, all your friends will leave you here at the school just to see their friends and families again back in their homes, yet you couldn't go back to yours. All the while knowing after Malleus’ overblot, there hadn't been any sightings or starting of anyone else beginning to overblot.

Grim rested upon your shoulders, his breath coming out easy and slow as he peeked one eye out at you, a small yowl coming from his mouth as he yawned and stretched.

“Nyah, henchman, why have we stopped? It is still cold outside. Shouldn't we be heading to class?” He whined out, cuddling closer to you under your scarf to better stave himself off from the cold. To lean closer to your overwhelming body heat. You fogged over eyes slowly trailed out from the sky where you lost sight of your friends behind some clouds down to the pesky direbeast resting on your shoulder. You felt unnaturally warm in the cold weather, yet you couldn't be getting sick— Not with finals being so close by. You couldn't risk missing one lecture of a world you didn't know and having your grades tank and you fail.

“Sorry about that Grim, I was just observing our friends in the sky.” You mumbled out, the concoction of medicines coursing through your veins of all allergy relievers, cough drops in your pocket and a warm direbeast upon your neck to prevent a migraine from forming.

Grim, in turn, only seemed to frown at hearing the longing within your voice.

“If you want to go flying! You can always ask me, your magically gifted and future best sorcerer of all time!” Grim shouted out loudly into your ear on accident, causing it to begin ringing as you smiled weakly at your companion. Of course, you could always ask. There were plenty of others who were more capable of flying than Grim but you wished you could just do it on your own.

“I'll have to take you up on that offer sometime, Grim.” You hummed out, clearing your throat ever so slightly as you began to finish your trek into your first class with Grim.

Potionology.

Certainly this should've been one of the easier classes, right? Memorizing potions, pouring things into mixtures to get certain elements and components right before adding more in to get different effects, just like chemistry lab back home for you, right?! Well, when you looked at the ingredient lists, you could barely understand at least half of what the requirements were, and most of the time that was just what beaker you needed and if you needed a stirring stick. The newts, apparently there were more than just one. Direroots were hard to cut for you due to them beginning to scream if cut improperly. 

You were sure Professor Crewel was just ready to stop you from attending classes if it weren't from little nudges of your lab partner across the table helping you. Although most of your potions went wrong either due to Grim overheating it, Deuce fighting with Ace, or you just simply were unable to fully grasp the material. 

Then led onto your next class, History.

This should've been easier, right?! Its just more of memorization, pinpointing certain times and dates and their most important. Yet, that was impossible as you learned more about the different countries on the many different continents. For all the points of history had major significant events happening all at the same time. 

The Queendom of Roses beheading of the first King, all the while in the Savannah, the true king found himself home in order to take back the throne from his wicked uncle that ran the lands dry of all life.

But just before all that, some important Princess in the land of Briar faced off a large important Knight? But the City of Flowers, where you recalled meeting Rollo, was dealing with sightings of their first monster who was locked away in the infamous belltower while the city burned.

Not to mention years later, a beautiful woman who locals swore was made of seafoam was actually found out to be a mermaid, hoping to marry the Prince who was already betrothed to a young woman who was labeled the Fairest in The Land. 

Sure, they all counted back to the stories and fairytales back home but the memorization of dates, names, and which came first and after were confusing. You almost found yourself in debt to Azul in order of getting help if it weren't for Riddle stepping in first and offering his help to you when he found you almost near meltdown, head stuffed into a history book in the darkest corner of the library.

After history left your gym class.

Which consisted mostly of running laps until your legs gave out or sitting on the benches, watching your friends and Grim try to operate a broomstick. Coach Vargas didn't want you to feel left out, but to the nurse, stating how you were a liability after Grim dropped you in his large feats of grandeur, causing Deuce and Ace to crash into together in hopes of catching you, Epel grabbing your track vest at first only for the zipper to break and continue your plummet. Jack and Sebek were the ones who caught you by your feet before you could crack your head open on the grass. Ortho was quick to give you a quick scan and escort you to the nurses office after finding your blood pressure skyrocketed through the roof.

So the benches, you made sure were kept warm. And never lonely. Certainly it was never the other way. 

Which is where you reside currently, eyes fixed up at the sky as you watched Scarabia students try to make evasive maneuvers while carrying the magic-disc for a simple game of magicshift but their opponents of Pomefiore made it very difficult. Watching how they seemed to be able to soar without a single care in the world, for if they fell, they could easily catch themselves by calling back their broomstick or with some other magical maneuver.

Never were they in danger of losing their life unlike the school's residential magicless human.

After that was just getting groceries, making dinner for Grim and yourself, homework studying, then to finish off the night; your evening walk with Malleus and chatter about gargoyles. That always left you feeling at least a tiny bit better as you left after every discussion with a small ‘goodnight’ and went to bed.

Yet, it felt like the days were growing longer ever since you went to Styx. This illness you were experiencing felt like it had been slowly accumulating since Riddle's overblot. First starting with small sneezes and allergy like symptoms until now, after Malleus’ overblot, you felt like you were knocking on death's doorstep. Yet, you had to press through. One day missed felt like a whole year of trying to recover whatever material you couldn't grasp and making your grade slip even more. 

And the only reason you were allowed to stay on campus is to keep an eye on Grim. Make sure your precious roommate succeeds in school. Which means pulling your own weight in order for him to succeed and live his dreams. 

“And so, when youre looking at this equation, you have to remember to plug it into the quadratic formula, Grim.” Your voice was slow and scratchy after another long day of schooling and now here you were trying to help Grim pull his own weight. Although, your help didn't seem all too helpful in the moment as the direbeasts hopes felt like they were fading away fast within his paws.

“Nya! I don't understand human concepts of math! I want to learn magic! I want to cast magic! I want to be a sorcerer! The greatest one!” Grim yowled out loudly, a spark of fire magic sparking at the scattered papers of homework, lighting them aflame with shades of blue. 

“Grim! Dont—!” You shouted as you began to pat out the flames, not caring for the burning sensation. Yes, it hurt. Yet, what hurt more is hours of work going up in literal blue flames. “To be a great sorcerer, you have to understand the basics of being human to fit in!” You responded out, trying to sound reasonable in your reply as you were able to save some of the papers of homework. Turning towards a very irritated looking Grim who… Did… He seem bigger than before? Surely there was no way he could've grown a bit bigger sitting next to you!

Yet, his intense yowling could be heard throughout the ramshackle as his magical ink pen could be seen spurting out extra ink. You knew this sight before.

Grim was about to overblot.

“Grim! Just calm down. We can figure this out—!” You reached out to your friend once more only to get swiped away by claws. Blood began to seep down your hand as you felt something more stickier drip down your hand, casting a glance down to your weeping wound, black ink spots to be found seeping into your skin instead of flowing with the rivers of red.

“How can a magicless human like you understand my wants?!” Grim howled out, as your eyes flicked back to his form and indeed. He was growing larger, and larger, and the ink was accumulating more, and more all over his body. 

“Because if I didn't, why do you think I would even still be trying to help you pass?! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even be attending this school!” You snapped back and paused. No. That wasn't what you wanted to say. That was cruel, and mean. Your eyes flicked down to the wound once more as you began to recall what you remember about human bodies.

Was it human bodies being 70% water? No, otherwise the ink would wash away in the bloodstream.

Was it that human bodies are made up of 99% empty space? No, that wouldn't make sense in this theory.

The body being a collection of matter within a continuous three dimensional space? Physics isn't helpful in this matter either. 

No, it was energy! The human body is energy! And what is most of Twisted Wonderland? Magical energy! You were breathing it in, eating it, absorbing it! Magical energy— overblots— being here in Twisted Wonderland was poisoning you! That's why you've been so sick, you've been absorbing so much energy that wasn't made to fit in your human body—

Another ear shrieking yowl broke you through your thoughts as you snapped your gaze up to Grim, a much larger Grim who was larger than the size of a horse growling at you. Blot surrounding his whole form but that didn't deter you. If you were going to lose yourself, you could lose yourself trying to save your best friend. The one that has been with you this entire time without fail.

Launching yourself at him, a yell ripping through the room as you began to claw, tear, and rip blot away from Grim. Getting yourself coated in it yourself. If you were never meant to go home, if you weren't meant to get magic poisoning, you might as well pass trying to save your best friend.

“We can get through this together Grim! Just believe me! Don't overblot, please!” Yet, your cries were unheard as another deafening roar echoed through the ramshackle as the magic around you felt like it was getting stronger. You could feel yourself getting pulled in slowly now, a sacrifice maybe? A ticking bomb of pent up magical energy storing within you, poisoning you, and now would be beneficial for Grim now. Yet, you weren't going to lose. You just couldn't.

As you felt blot forming from yourself, sparks of something clicking with your stomach as you began to slowly fade out of consciousness. Hearing glass shatter and the panting of Grim bolting as you resided somewhere on his back. You refused to die like this. You couldn't leave him alone like this.

You know, you could always make Crowley look for your way home.

What? Where did that thought come from? You consciousness was fading more and more to darkness, unable to keep both eyes open as you felt your will giving up the fight.

Forget Crowley. You can find your own way home. Just give in. 

We will set you free, Prefect. We will send you home if you just…

Give in to the power.

[kaifarikus]

[fluffle-writes]

I erased the background of jack's card art

[thecreatureinyourcloset]

First year incorrect quotes

[syerra-637]

I HAVE AN IDEA

I'm studying History, and for some time now, I've had just one idea lingering in my head for so long. I was thinking about fanfiction with the characters from Twisted Wonderland set in different eras and locations. Here's what I had in mind:

Heartslabyul characters as 19th-century Londoners (specifically the Victorian era)

Savanaclaw characters as a pre-Columbian civilization

Octavinelle characters as 1920s mafia members

Pomefiore characters as medieval Europe inhabitants

Scarabia during the time of the Arabian Nights (obviously)

Ignihyde characters as ancient Greeks

Diasomnia characters in some sort of ancient East Asian empire (primarily with Chinese and Japanese inspirations)

Actually, I'm undecided between creating a Viking universe for Pomefiore and a medieval universe for Diasomnia. Which one seems better ?

As for the staff, I haven't thought much about it yet, but it's clear that Divus would be set in the 50s/60s in Europe. Same period for Sam, but in New Orleans.

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This is an original idea, so please do not take my idea without notifying me first ^^

[v3lvieraven]

Cʜᴇᴇsᴇ ᴄᴀᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ

ᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀsᴛ ʏᴇᴀʀs <3

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs- sᴇʙᴇᴋ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴜᴘ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴛ! ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ!

ᴊᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴡʟ

- ɪᴛs ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅʏ, ᴛʜᴇ sɴᴏᴡ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ. ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴅɴᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴏɴᴠɪɴᴄɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀᴀɢ ᴊᴀᴄᴋ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪʙʀᴀʀʏ. Tʜᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ɪᴛ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ. Tʜᴇ ʟɪʙʀᴀʀʏ ᴡᴀs ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴏᴢʏ, ᴠɪɴᴇs ᴏᴠᴇʀɢʀᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ɪᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜᴄʜᴇs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜰᴀɴᴄʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴄᴀꜰᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ! Hᴇ ᴠɪᴠɪᴅʟʏ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ, Bᴀʀɴᴇs ᴀɴᴅ Nᴏʙʟᴇs (ɪᴋ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪsɴᴛ ᴀ Bᴀʀɴᴇs ᴀɴᴅ Nᴏʙʟᴇs ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛs ᴀ ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀsʏ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇ) ʏᴏᴜ ᴅʀᴀɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʟᴀʀɢᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋsʜᴇʟꜰ, ᴄᴀᴜsɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇ. ⵊᴛ ʜᴀᴅ [ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ɢᴇɴʀᴇ] ᴏꜰ ʙᴏᴏᴋs, ʜᴇ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢʀᴜɴᴛ.

-Hᴇ ɪs ᴀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɴᴇᴄᴇssᴀʀʏ, ʜᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ. ⵊᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴜɴᴜsᴜᴀʟ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ “ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ” ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ. Fɪɴᴀʟʟʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ, “Aʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ?” Yᴏᴜ sʜʀᴜɢ, sᴛɪʟʟ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ʜɪs ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏᴛʜ sɪᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ, sᴏᴏɴ ꜰɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ᴇɴᴛʜʀᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ, Jᴀᴄᴋ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇs- ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ’ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏꜰ ʜɪs ʜᴀɴᴅ. Aɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴇᴄᴀᴋᴇ!!? Tʜɪs ᴡᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ ᴅᴀʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ Jᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴇᴄᴀᴋᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs sᴏ sᴛᴜʙʙᴏʀɴ! Tʜᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀ ꜰɪʀᴍ ɢʀɪᴘ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀꜰᴇ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀ. Hɪs ᴛᴀɪʟ sᴛᴏᴘs ᴡᴀɢɢɪɴɢ, ʜɪs ʜ��ᴀᴅ ᴛɪʟᴛs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sɪᴅᴇ ɪɴ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜsɪᴏɴ. Tʜɪs ɪs ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʙᴀɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ, sᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴇᴄᴀᴋᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʙɪɢ sᴍɪʟᴇ. Yᴏᴜ sᴄᴏᴏᴘ ᴀ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴇᴄᴀᴋᴇ ᴏɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴋ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʜɪs ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ.

-“Oᴘᴇɴ ᴡɪᴅᴇ~” ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴇᴀsᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ sᴜʀᴘʀɪsɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ. Oᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ, ᴀʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴇᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ. Sᴏᴏɴ ʜᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ, ᴀʟsᴏ sᴄᴏᴏᴘɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ ᴏɴᴛᴏ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴛʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ.

-“ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs, ⵊ’ᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴇsᴛᴜʀᴇ.”

ᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴏʟᴀ

- ʜᴇ ɪs ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡʜɪɴʏ ʙᴏʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ NOT ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ, ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡʜɪɴᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪʙʀᴀʀʏ. ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴀ sᴛᴜᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ʜɪᴍ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʀᴍs. ʜᴇ ʀᴇʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ sᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʟᴅ ᴅɪsᴘʟᴀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴀꜰꜰᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴀ ʙᴀsᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ. ʏᴇsᴛᴇʀᴅᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍɪss ᴀ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ (ɢʀɪᴍ) sᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʀᴀᴍsʜᴀᴄᴋʟᴇ ᴏɴ ꜰɪʀᴇ... sᴏ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘᴏᴜᴛʏ! ᴅᴇᴍᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴏɴ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄᴀꜰᴇ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ. ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏʏ ʙᴏᴛʜ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ʜᴇ sɪᴛs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴀᴘ, sᴛɪʟʟ ᴄʟɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴜsᴜᴀʟʟʏ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ.

-“ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴀsᴘʙᴇʀʀʏ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴄᴀᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴇᴄᴀɴ ᴘɪᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴄᴀᴋᴇ, ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ.“

-“ɪ’ᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ [ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴠ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴇᴄᴀᴋᴇ], ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ.“

- ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇs ɪɴ ᴋɪssᴇs, ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʟɪᴘsᴛɪᴄᴋ ᴏɴ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴀᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴅ. ʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ, ᴛʀᴜᴛʜꜰᴜʟʟʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ ʜᴇs ʙᴇᴇɴ sᴏ ᴄʟɪɴɢʏ ɪs ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʜᴇ ꜰᴇᴀʀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ɪs ꜰʟᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ. ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴄʀᴏᴡʟʏ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ᴇꜰꜰᴏʀᴛs ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ, ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʙᴜᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴡᴀsʜɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜɪᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴛɪᴅᴀʟ ᴡᴀᴠᴇ. ʜɪs ʟɪᴘs ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴀɴ ᴘɪᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴇᴄᴀᴋᴇ, ᴇᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴋɪss ᴏꜰ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴠᴀʟ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜ, ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴋᴇ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇsᴛ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴀʀɴ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴋɪssᴇs, ʜᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ ʙɪᴛᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀsᴘʙᴇʀʀʏ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴄᴀᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪssᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ. ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴋɪssᴇs ʟᴇss ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴀɴ ᴘɪᴇ. sᴏ ʜᴇ ᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀsᴘʙᴇʀʀʏ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴄᴀᴋᴇ ꜰᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀᴠᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴀɴ ᴘɪᴇ. ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴛs ᴏꜰ ᴋɪssᴇs ɪɴ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʙɪᴛᴇs. ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴡᴀs ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴀ ᴍɪʟᴋ ᴍᴜsᴛᴀᴄʜᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ sᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴋɪssᴇs.

“ᴅɪᴅ ɪ sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴛᴏᴘ? ɴᴏ... ᴡʜʏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀᴜɢʜɪɴɢ!?“

ᴅᴇᴜᴄᴇ sᴘᴀᴅᴇ

-ᴅᴇᴜᴄᴇ ɪs ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜs, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜɪᴍ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ sᴜʀᴘʀɪsᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ. ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴘʟᴀɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜ, ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇɪɴɢ sᴏ ᴄʜᴀᴏᴛɪᴄ, ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴀʀᴇʟʏ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴʏ ᴄᴀʟᴍ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴏs ᴀɴᴅ sᴛʀᴇss ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ ꜰʟᴀʀᴇ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪs sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ꜰᴇᴀʀs ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ. ʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ʙʟɪɴᴅꜰᴏʟᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴀᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴘɪᴄɴɪᴄ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏsᴇ ᴍᴀᴢᴇ, ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴘᴏᴛ, ʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴏꜰꜰ ʜɪs ʙʟɪɴᴅꜰᴏʟꜰ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀʀᴛs sᴘʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴇᴄᴀᴋᴇ, ᴄʀᴜᴍʙs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋs ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴘᴏᴛ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ.

-“ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴɴᴇᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪs.. ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ? ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪ ʏᴇʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʏᴇsᴛᴇʀᴅᴀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇɢɢ?“ ʜᴇ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɴᴏᴅ. ʜᴇ sɪᴛs ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ʜɪs ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜs sᴍɪʟᴇ.

-“[ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ] ɪ ᴄᴀɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ, ɪ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ...“ ʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀɴs ʜɪs ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴏɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ, sɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴀʀsʜᴍᴇʟʟᴏᴡs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ʙʀᴇᴡᴇᴅ sɪx ᴛɪᴍᴇs ɪɴ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ʙʟᴏᴡs ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴄᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴜsɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜsʜ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴀs ʀᴀɪɴ sᴛᴀʀᴛs ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟ, ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ sᴘᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴢʏ ʙʟᴀɴᴋᴇᴛ ɴᴇsᴛ, sᴛɪʟʟ ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ɪɴ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴀʀᴍs.

ᴇᴘᴇʟ ꜰᴇʟᴍɪᴇʀ

-ʜᴇs ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʙᴏʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʙᴏʏs ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴅᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙsᴏʟᴜᴛᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ. ʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ sᴘᴇʟʟ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏᴜʀɴᴀᴍᴇɴᴛ, ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʀᴀᴠᴇɴ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜ, sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜʀᴇᴡ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ. ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴏʀɴ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴀ ʙɪɢ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴʀᴄ ᴄᴀᴍᴘᴜs, ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʟᴍ, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴀɪsᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs ʜᴀɪʀ? ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ᴀsᴋ ᴏꜰ? ɴᴏ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ ɴᴏᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋᴇɴ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ Rᴀᴍsʜᴀᴄᴋʟᴇ ɪꜰ Gʀɪᴍᴍ ʜᴀᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ɪɴ sᴇʟꜰ ᴘɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ʟɪᴋᴇ “ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ!“ ᴀɴᴅ “ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ Gʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ Pᴏᴡᴇʀꜰᴜʟ Gʀɪᴍᴍ!“ sᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀʙsᴏʟᴜᴛᴇʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴏᴘᴛɪᴏɴ. ʀᴏᴏᴋ ʜᴀᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ Eᴘᴇʟs ᴅᴏʀᴍ ʀᴏᴏᴍ, ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ ʜᴏᴜʀs ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ-ʜᴀɴᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ sᴜʀᴇ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʜᴏᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴛs ᴏꜰ sᴡᴇᴇᴛs, sᴜᴄʜ ᴀs ᴍᴀᴄᴀʀᴏɴs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴄᴀᴋᴇ!! ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ sᴇᴇ ʜɪs ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ʟɪᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ, ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴏʟ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴍᴀɴʟʏ.

-“ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ... ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʙʀɪɴɢs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇʀᴇ?“ʜᴇ ᴀsᴋs ᴡɪᴛʜ �� ᴄᴀʟᴍ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ɢɪᴅᴅʏ ᴀᴜʀᴀ sᴜʀʀᴏᴜɴᴅs ʜɪᴍ, ʜɪs ʟɪᴘs ᴛᴡɪᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴜᴘᴡᴀʀᴅs.

-“ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇʟᴀxᴀᴛɪᴏɴ? ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇs, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɢᴏᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴛɪᴇs sᴏ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɪʀ-“ ʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴋɪss.

-“ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ... ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ.“ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴇᴄᴀᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴀᴛ ɪᴛ. ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀꜰᴜʟ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇʟᴀx. ʜɪs ʜᴇᴀᴅ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴀᴘ, ʜɪs ʙᴇʟʟʏ ꜰᴜʟʟ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜɪs ʟᴀᴠᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ʜᴀɪʀ... ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀʙsᴏʟᴜᴛᴇʟʏ ᴛᴜɴᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ!

Sᴇ��ᴇᴋ ᴢɪɢᴠᴏʟᴛ

-ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅɪꜰꜰɪᴄᴜʟᴛ ᴛᴀsᴋ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴅᴇᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇʟᴀx ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ. ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴏ, ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀᴡ ᴀɴ ᴇꜰꜰᴏʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴍᴀʟʟᴇᴜs ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜɪs ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ ᴀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ Sᴇʙᴇᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴠɪsɪᴛ ʀᴀᴍsʜᴀᴄᴋʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴅᴀʏs, ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀꜰꜰᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɴᴇɢʟᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ. ʜᴇ sᴜʟᴋs ᴏɴ ʜɪs ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴀᴍsʜᴀᴄᴋʟᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋs ɪᴛ ɢʀɪᴍᴍ ᴡʜᴏ ᴏᴘᴇɴs ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ.

-“ᴏʜ, sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ sʜᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ? [ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀs] ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴏꜰ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ. Tʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ Gʀɪᴍᴍ ɪs NOT ᴀ ᴛʜᴇʀᴀᴘɪsᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ!“ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇsᴜʟᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪs ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ ᴀʟʟ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴅ, ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴄᴀꜰᴇ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴅ ɪᴛs ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴅᴇʟɪᴄɪᴏᴜs ʜᴏᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴ sᴛᴀʟᴋ. ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ, ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs sᴏ ꜰᴏᴄᴜsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴍᴀʟʟᴇᴜs. ʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟꜰ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ʜɪs ʜᴇᴀᴅ, ʀᴜsʜɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀꜰᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴄᴀʟʟ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ. ʜᴇ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ, ʙʀɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ sʟᴀᴍᴍᴇᴅ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜᴍᴘ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴜʀɴs ɪɴ sᴜʀᴘʀɪsᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ Sᴇʙᴇᴋ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜʟᴇss ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʟᴇs ʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʀᴀɴ ɪɴ ᴀ sᴘᴀɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs, sᴇᴇᴍs ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ!

-“ⵊM VERY SORRY FOR MY ⵊNEXCUSABLE BEHAVⵊOR... ɪ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪs...“ ʜᴇ ʏᴇʟʟs ǫᴜɪᴛᴇ ʟᴏᴜᴅʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴡ ꜰɪʀsᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ, ᴛʜᴇɴ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ. ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋs ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜs ᴡʜᴇɴ sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ

-“ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ... ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴜꜰꜰ ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ?“

-“ʏᴇs... ɪ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅɴᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ... ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ.. ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ?..“ ʜɪs ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋs, ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ MANY ᴄʜᴇᴇsᴄᴀᴋᴇs ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴍᴀsʜᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪs ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ɢɪɢɢʟᴇ. “ɪ ꜰᴏʀɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɪᴅɪᴏᴛ.“ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ʏᴇʟʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ɪs ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʏ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ.

[usagiboshi]

𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝗺 : jack howl

preview: how dating him would be?

series: dating series headcanons <3

pronouns: not mentioned! (gn! reader)

starring: j.howl

𝗝𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗛𝗢𝗪𝗟 (the "hey, you need help? i-i'm not doing it because i like you or anything! it's just...ah, forget it! give me those bags already! a-and don't go kissing me like that..! kind of boy <3 )

── jack is soo affectionate with you! he may not want to let it seem like he's clingy, but he likes it when you play with his hair or when you cuddle him in bed. he's the cutest wolfy when you pet his ears occasionally and kiss his forehead !

── likes to ask you to go runs or just exercising with him ! it's okay if you don't want it or just don't feel like doing anything, but he thinks is a good way of spending time with you :( if you don't wanna do exercises, it's okay! just go with him and watch him while he does it, please? <3 he'll get sooo happy if you go with him to cheer him up !

── he won't stay shut when he thinks someone is being disrespectful or unfair to you. i mean, you're his lover! of course he won't just lay back and let it happen to you! if it happens, he'll defend you with all his might, it doesn't matter what the person did! if they hurt you, they have a serious problem with him as well !

── will gladly accompany you to shopping and carry all the bags ! he doesn't mind doing it, jack likes to feel useful for you :( <3 either is helping you out on carrying the bags or giving you his opinion, he likes to feel like he's being helpful and useful

── i have a feeling that his love language would be physical touch and acts of service ! he likes to touch you. he likes to hug you, kiss you, cuddle you, snuggle with you, hold hands, forehead kisses and a lot more ! jack will always ask if you need any help with your things and will make sure to do it even when you don't ask him to !

── he likes to do things for you. again, he likes to feel useful <3 jack will always help you, it doesn't matter what it is. if you need help with something, he's right beside you to give you every support you need to get!

── he may be all distant with other sometimes, but it's a completely different story with you. he'll never treat you with anything other than pure love and respect ! <3

── will introduce you to his siblings ! his siblings are quite the sporty and energic ones, just like him! it'll be so nice to play around with the siblings and jack <3 and he will also like a lot to spend time with you !

── out of the braincell squad, he's probably the most smart one. in my head he's smart and will teach you things if you don't know it! if you have any problem with any school subject, just go ask him and he knows i! and if he doesn't, he'll learn it just to help you :(

── please please please don't be mean to him :( he's such a good boy and just wants to see you happy and with everything you need! jack may seem cold and distant on the outside, but he's such a sweetheart and cares a lot about you. he loves you a lot <3

[amatsuchan-eiliniel]

Ahhh if you're still taking Reqs, do you think I could get Viz and Jack together? (And if it's not too much, maybe a chibi Cater face or something? I don't have all three of them together yet, but it's totally okay if not!)

Only if you have the time/spoons to do so!! Take breaks and stay hydrated <3

Hiii! Thank you for your request and I'm SO sorry for how long it took!! Work :(

Since I know you have that Jack/Viz/Cater trio and that you've never had something with those three yet I thought it would be cute to do this for you!! So instead of just having a Cater face you have him fully!! ❤️❤️

Hope I did it right!!

tagging your TWST account @twistedwonderlandshenanigans too!

[yichi-is-a-bitch]

TWST Incorrect quote #63

MC: "I have a plan"

Jack: "Good! As long as we aren’t breaking the law again, I’m open to hearing it"

MC: "…"

Jack: "…"

MC: "I no longer have a plan"

[aprityormarj]

Ahhahah chat I’m clowning sorry

HE’S SO SOFT AND CUDDLY I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE

[sinofthesloth]

𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕪 𝔻𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤?

synopsis: How would the first year react to being on a “study date” with you.

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ FT. Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel, and Sebek ♥

★彡[ᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴏʟᴀ]彡★

You didn’t technically ask him to go on a study date, but it was the only way Riddle was going to let him spend time with you.

Everyone knew you both like each other, but Riddle was very strict when it comes to... anything really. There was rules to everything with Riddle. During the time Ace wanted to ask you on a date, or to hang out to get closer to you, Riddle would interrupt about some rule made by a long dead queen.

You saw Riddle trying to drag Ace into a study secession with himself and Deuce after the issue with Azul. Being tired of constant interruptions, you told Riddle that you asked Ace to help you study for the upcoming basic healing magic test. Riddle said you could join the three of them, and that’s how you ended up here. Sitting next to Ace.

While Riddle and Deuce focused on math, Ace stared boringly at the words on the page. The knowledge of the magic was both interesting to learn about, but boring since you couldn’t perform it. 

Ace, even though he was sitting next to you, was passing you notes under the table. Some were funny, some were cute. But the best ones were the bad drawings of Riddle. They were stick figures with its mouth open and hold a shitty drawing of Riddle’s staff and crown with a bubble saying, “I love to get in the way of love. It goes against the rules to love anyone other than the rules.”

You’d snicker at each one and pass your own notes back. It was like the two of you were in middle school. 

 Sometimes you’d point to a word and laugh as Ace tried to pronounce it in the dumbest ways. Clearly fucking the word only for Riddle to correctly pronounce it. 

When he would try to look at the book with you, he’d place his hand over yours for some kind of contact, but he’d never tell you that. He’d lie and say he didn’t notice. Only to not let your hand go until you had to turn the page.

You did distract Deuce a few times as Ace would continue trying to make you laugh. 

No real studying was done, much to Riddle’s disappointment. 

★彡[ᴅᴇᴜᴄᴇ ꜱᴘᴀᴅᴇ]彡★

He asked you to help him study last minute. 

He normally studies with Riddle, Trey, or Cater, but all three were busy with their own upcoming tests, and he didn’t trust Ace to actually help him study.

The two of you are at Ramshackle so neither of you will be embarrassed about some of the dumb questions the other would most definitely be asking. 

“Wait so, if you don’t stir the potions in the proper direction, I could mess up the entire recipe?”

“I mean, probably. There must be a reason people purposely put which direction to stir it.” 

Deuce, though lovable, is an idiot. He summoned a cauldron, almost dropped it on you, and then halfway through making a mock potion, realized neither of you had all the needed items. So in your pajamas, you both walked to very much closed botanical garden. His test was in the morning and poor guy was panicking over not being able to get one last chance to practice. 

You both had to talk the other out of breaking in. You wanted to do it so he would feel better about the test. He also wanted to do it to get more practice. But neither of you wanted to deal with Crewel’s anger over the thieving, broken glass, and your poor time management.

He ending up spending the night because the two of you fell asleep in the lounge area to him repeating the ten potential potion’s recipes.

★彡[ᴊᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴡʟ]彡★

You asked him if the two of you could study together. 

Seeing it was you that needed help, he wasn’t really focused on studying himself. 

He had you sitting on the floor in front of the couch so he could play with your hair and help you when or if you needed it. Jack kept the things around Ramshackle from completely falling apart while you tried to study.

Ace needs help running from Riddle? Jack lets him inside due to you telling him to, but the second he distracts you? Jack is calling Riddle.

Deuce coming over to join you while studying? Jack has you sitting in the middle with his arm around you to read off your text book. He will also use that hand to make sure Deuce pays attention to his own work by putting his hand on the top of his head to turn it. “You need to read your work too.”

Jack enjoys these little study dates because the way you light up when he tells you that you’re right. He loves seeing the smile it puts on your face and seeing you get excited for more of his praise. 

★彡[ᴇᴘᴇʟ ꜰᴇʟᴍɪᴇʀ]彡★

He asked you. At first he was telling himself it was to get away from Vil, but then it shifted into wanting to see you more. 

He started coming over to Ramshackle so much under the excuse of studying that Vil and Rook asked to join. It’s not that they didn’t believe him but his grades didn’t move any in the last test. 

Epel didn’t say yes, but he also didn’t say no, so they showed up about thirty minutes after Epel should have arrived to Ramshackle. They knock and Grim was the one who opened the door. “If you’re looking for the country boy, he’s in the living area with MY henchman.” Grim clearly didn’t like the fact your time was being spent on someone else.

When the pair walked into the living area, they saw you and Epel reading out of the same book. It seems Epel hadn’t brought his study stuff. 

Neither of you notice the duo as the looked at the two of you. Epel began muttering something as he waved his magic pen and a green mist coated the apple he tapped. 

Vil and Rook didn’t metal with either of you as you both tried to figure out why It hadn’t worked. Epel seemed a bit upset it didn’t work and glared daggers at it. “Maybe it was because you weren’t speaking how you normally do?”

Epel tried again without attempting to sound proper. “In all honesty I prefer your accent. No one else around here sounds like you.”

It still didn't work.

"Speak louder and with more confidence. The more you mumble, the harder casting will be." Vil spoke to make himself present.

All four of you continued studying with minimal

★彡[ꜱᴇʙᴇᴋ ᴢɪɢᴠᴏʟᴛ]彡★

You invited him, but he originally said no. He is only here because Lilia told him that Malleus thought it would be interesting to study with a human from another world. 

Sebek promised him that he would study with you and retell him everything about the study session. I didn’t see it as a date. At first.

You decided to study in the living room since he opened his mouth about how decrypt the dorm was as soon as he walked in. You tried not to let it get to you since you knew he spoke his thoughts as soon as they entered his mind.

You brought your books down as he set himself up to begin studying, and even asked if he wanted anything to snack on. Bringing a plate of cookies and a few pillows to sit on. 

Sebek didn’t ask for anything during the time the two of you studied. Every now and then you had to ask him about the history of something, and he’d answer. After answering a question, he’d take a cookie and return to his own studies. Without realizing it, he began anticipating your questions. Sitting and waiting for you to ask anything about fae history.

You made the mistake of asking about past fae rulers.

At this point, he seemed to have forgotten about his study. He was going on and on about each past ruler. Telling stories of his grandfather's travels with a magnificent, blood-red haired fae. You wrote everything down. The material didn't even fit the parameters of the questions asked. It was simply to read them over and over again, hoping to ingrain the way Sebek faces lit up when speaking of his family's past.

Once he got to speaking on how Malleus was going to make a great leader and how he couldn't wait to guard him with his life, his eyes met yours. A smile graced your face as you looked back to your work.

"The next time I come over, we can discuss further on the matter. You must know next to nothing of the subject and you're lucky I care about your studies."

Maybe he wouldn't share the discovery of how sweet your cookies are or how his chest tightened when he saw how immersed you were with his topic. Maybe he could be a little selfish when it came to his studies with you.

[parad-ice-lostandfound]

Prompt: "Did you spike our hot chocolate?"

Pairing: Jack Howl x GN!Reader/Prefect/Yuu

Genre: Fluff, Slight crack

TW: The characters are aged up.

"Here you go, hot chocolate with extra marshmallows for you," you hummed, placing the cup of warm, chocolatey goodness on the coffee table in front of Jack.

The wolf beastman smiled up at you, hands gently cradling your daughter as she slept against him. You mirrored his smile, trying to resist the urge to take a picture of the sweet moment.

"Want me to put her to bed?" You asked, hands already outstretched to take your daughter. "If you don't mind," Jack spoke, mindful of his sleeping cub as he handed her over to you. The child stirred ever so slightly at being moved, but a gentle brush over her two fluffy wolf ears had her settle back against your chest, peacefully dreaming.

You walked over to your daughter's room, humming a tune under your breath to fill the silence of the night. It only took you a few minutes to tuck her in because she was sleeping so soundly; playing around with her father all day had evidently tired her.

Gently closing the door behind you, you made your way back to the living room where your husband was. A small detour was made to the kitchen to get your own cup of hot chocolate before you joined Jack on the couch, leaning against him.

Jack wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you flush against him. He left a sweet kiss against the crown of your head, before taking a sip of the hot chocolate you had so lovingly made for him.

His nose caught the slightest hint of something in the thick and rich scent of the chocolate that had his lips turning upwards at the corners. "(Name), did you spike our hot chocolate?"

You smiled as you took another sip of yours. "Maybe...."

You heard him huff in amusement, placing the cup back on the coffee table. "I made that with love, you know?" You said, as Jack nuzzled your hair.

He hummed, playfully nibbling on the shell of your ear as you tried to swat at him. "I need to meet Ruggie-senpai tomorrow. Shouldn't be hungover for that reunion."

"Oh please, it's not like I poured the entire bottle in it. You won't get tipsy off of one slightly spiked hot chocolate."

"Maybe, but I will definitely get tipsy off of your love."

You whipped your head back to look at Jack as soon as those words left his mouth. And just as you had thought, a pretty little blush had settled over his cheeks as he looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"Who are you and what have you done with my tsundere wolf?" You teased him, and Jack groaned, hiding his face behind one hand. "Well..? Who are you?" You persisted, coupling your teasing with pokes in his side.

"I'm going to bed."

"Hey, you didn't answer me!"

"Good night, (Name)."

"Jack!"

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