#Leona and Vil had to work hard to get back to his good side

[mellosdrawings]

Would Jamil be angry again since both Leona and Vil went to Playful Land without him.

He was livid.

But not because he was the only one not to go.

[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.

[katskitoshi]

"JUST WANNA BRAID YOUR HAIR!" with TWISTED WONDERLAND

synopsis: you really wanna braid your dearest, pretty boy boyfriend's hair!

characters: leona, jamil, & vil x gn! reader

leona kingscholar, dorm leader of savanaclaw.

leona was obviously asleep on your lap, and from the position he was in, you had easy access to his very messy hair. its not that you wanted to necessarily style it, it's messiness was part of its charm. you just wanted to fix his braids since they were annoyingly loose.

you begin to undo one side, then start re-braiding it. the other side is much more tangled and its inevitable to not accidentally pull his hair a bit. as you're half-way through the second one, you feel a wrist tightly grab your hand, stopping you in your tracks.

"never noticed you woke up, leona." a soft scoff left leona's lips before loosening his grip on your wrist, but not enough for you to continue braiding.

"with you pulling my hair so hard, how could i not?" he yawns, "anyways, what are you doing with my hair anyways?" "re-braiding it, it was about to come undone."

leona rolls his eyes and removed his hand from your wrist, allowing you to braid his hair. as you continue, leona drifts back to sleep after a soft kiss on his forehead from you.

jamil viper, vice-dorm leader of scarabia.

you watch jamil cook in the kitchen as his hair flies around. even in its ponytail, it manages to get in his way. at some point, when he's not busy with cooking anything, you call him over to you.

you tell him to turn around and he gives you a questioning look. "why?" you roll your eyes and chuckle. "could you just do it? please?" jamil sighs and turns around as he's told. you get up from your seat and walk directly behind him.

he tries to turn his head back, but you tell him to keep looking forward. his shoulder tense, confused by your plans. jamil finally relaxes as he feels your fingers comb through his hair a few times before braiding it.

jamil realizes you're helping him, and flusters slightly. "there ya' go, millie! now it's easier for you to cook." you put your hands on your hips and smile at your work.

he lets out a small smile and chuckles. "thank you, dear." he gives you a little kiss on your cheek before making it back to the kitchen.

vil schoenheit, dorm leader of pomefiore.

"-no." "pleasee?" "no." "pleaseee?" "[name], no." "come on vil! pleaseeee~?" vil sighs and rubs his temple. he looks down at you and your pleading face before sighing again.

"fine." you thank him and push him down on his chair then straddle his lap. after days of convincing, vil has finally let you braid his hair! you start by undoing his already done braids and tilting his head up so you can have a better angle while you do it.

vil stares at you in all your ethereal beauty as you begin to re-braid his hair. the soft, determined smile on your face makes makes him blush. surprisingly, you're not as bad as he thought.

your hands delicately weave through his hair, braiding it and putting it in his neatly tied usual hairstyle. you get off his lap and turn the chair he's sitting on to his mirror.

he turns his head around, admiring your work. he gives off a light chuckle. vil gets out his chair and pecks your lips. "you're actually pretty good at this. gut gemacht, liebling."

"gut gemacht, liebling" translates to "well done, darling."

[stormgardenscurse]

Local sleep deprived mess here, i was wondering if your amazing writer self would grace us with what vil,rook,leona,jamil and floyd would do if they woke up late one night and there s/o is just gone, so when they look for them they find them in the dorm kitchen baking because they had a bad dream? I adore your writing author-chan, keep up the great work! ♡♡♡

Summary: Baking late at night, after a bad dream...

Characters: Vil, Rook, Leona, Jamil, Floyd

Vil

At first, Vil wonders if he should start placing a curse on your slippers, so that if you tried to get out of bed at night, you'd only be dragged back to his side and let him know if something's wrong. But considering how you're always conscious about how busy he is and as such, try to keep your worries to yourself, Vil can't help feeling his resolve soften at the sight of you humming quietly, pouring ingredients into a bowl with practiced ease.

Baking was like chemistry or potion making, you'd once told him. It's honestly a horrible hour to have something sweet, but what kind of person would he be to leave you alone?

"I didn't think you'd find the energy to make something in the dead of the night." Vil says as a way of greeting. As he approaches you, it's easy to spot the flaws in your actions - shakier than usual, absentminded. It's easy to accidentally topple or drop items when you're like this. That's what Vil tells himself, anyways, as he takes the mixing bowl from you.

Rather than 'wasting' a few minutes of his time, it's worse if Vil ends up worrying about you the entire day if you don't speak up, you know? 

He tells you as much; "You could have just called for me. Now be a dear and tell me what to do - I'd like to get back to bed before dawn."

Despite how he tries not to prod too much about what had shaken you, Vil finds himself glancing over at your expression to make sure you're okay. 

The smile playing on your lips is a good sign, at least - he's glad you found some humor in how you managed to have the Vil Schoenheit baking for you. (For the record, he'd like to think he's quite good at it too compared to the average beginner.)

Rook

Suffice to say, you'd almost jumped out of your skin when Rook finally made his presence known at the entrance of the kitchen, eyes glimmering like a cat's. 

While you tried to put on your usual smile and pretend everything was fine, it's hard to get your expression from earlier out of the hunter's mind. Beautiful as you are no matter what state you're in, he'd like to chase away any monsters that may be haunting you. And what was Rook Hunt if not tenacious in what he set his mind to?

Rook plays along at first by monologing about how he'd awoken to the loss of starlight in the sky… a hearth that held his heart… and when he'd followed the traces of where it had gone, he'd been led to you!

At his last words, Rook places his hands gently over yours, pausing your movements. Despite yourself, you can't tear your gaze away from him when he asks you what's wrong, almost folding on the spot.

Belatedly, you realize that allowing Rook to help also meant that he was starting to add unusual ingredients into the batter. You were surprised that the cookie dough actually tastes pretty good, despite its color from the many toppings he's put in.

God, does he love the sound of your laugh. When you pause and ask Rook what's wrong (he's staring), he simply gives you a radiant smile.

"It seems like my heart had just been returned to me." With the sly hunter resting his chin on his palm, elbow propped against the counter, you start to realize how disarming he looks with dishevelled hair.

Leona

Leona's normally grumpy when awoken from his sleep, but the feeling of an empty space next to him where you were just moments before was unsettling, to say the least. You were always a presence that barged in on his life even when he'd rather curl under the covers and sleep the day away, so to have you sneak out during the night was an odd feeling indeed.

Nevermind the fact he'd been sleeping so well that he didn't notice your absence until a while later (more delayed than he'd like to admit, ever since he got used to napping with you) - Leona was less than amused when he realized you got up to do work out of all things.

But of course, the first thing he does is say he'll steal your food once it's done baking. Rests his chin on your shoulder while he watches you mix and pour ingredients, lazily draping himself over you like a weighted blanket.

While these sweets won't really get rid of your nightmares, Leona decides that he can do that much himself. (With his presence or a a simple spell? Who knows.) When he tells you the food is an advance payment for his labour, you'd played into the topic by questioning what said labour was. 

"To make sure you're well rested, of course." A lilt of confidence in his voice, Leona muses about his kindness for gracing you with his services. (In reality, he's just getting his partner back in his arms so that he can get back to sleep, but he won't linger on the specifics.)

Jamil

Perhaps it was just out of habitual behavior, but in the first seconds of processing you were gone, Jamil’s brain went from ‘they probably went to get water’ to ‘what if something happened to them’ (worst case scenario)

It’s a good thing you thought to leave a note for him though (it’s not often Jamil seems to sleep so peacefully, so you didn’t want to interrupt his much-needed rest), saying you went to the kitchen. After mulling it over Jamil finds himself unable to fall back asleep, and ventures to find you out of curiosity of what you’re doing.

He’d guessed you were making a late night snack or something along those lines - so color Jamil surprised when he sees you frosting the cakes you’d baked together earlier in the afternoon (someone’s birthday was tomorrow). You said something along the lines of saving him some work, since you were now awake anyways.

Rather than chiding you, Jamil instead takes out the box of extra vanilla sponge that was leftover after trimming the cake. Perhaps it was because he knew how doing something while plagued with unwanted thoughts had a calming effect, but he didn’t stop you, instead asking you what drink you wanted.

With two mugs on the table and Jamil scrolling through his phone as you work, you’re surprised when he uses a spoon to take some frosting out of your mixing bowl to dollop on the cake, haphazardly pairing them together.

At your questioning look, Jamil only shrugs with the hint of a smile. “Not everything has to be done to perfection, right?” 

A comfort hidden beneath a subtle jab from your past words. You let Jamil feed you a bite, hands still occupied by the piping bag and frosting on your fingers.

Floyd

Doesn’t really ask what you’re doing in the kitchen, but offers to help you bake! Floyd turns your otherwise solitary session into a fun conversation. It’s a type of comfort that lets you know you don’t have to divulge what’s bothering you, but his presence will be there anyways by your side.

You’re not sure if Floyd is doing this consciously, but you do know that he’s quite in tune with your emotions, even if he might not magically know the reason behind your mood.

Floyd mentions you sound happier now. The topic ranges from random things that distract you to mundane questions classes. While you’re waiting for the pastries to bake in the oven, Floyd walks you around the dorm to stretch your legs.

…The underwater view from Octavinelle’s dorm really is something. How can your surroundings feel so vast when it’s technically just a part of the college? One day you might be curious enough to figure out how far the water goes, but for now you have to reject Floyd’s suggestion of going for a swim. The last thing either of you needed is for Azul to track you down for flooding the hallways with water, even if it sounded like a funny way to start the morning.

Thankfully, you remembered to set a timer on the oven so that it’d stop baking after twenty minutes! Some things taste best when they’re freshly made, and this was no exception; before you realized, between snacking on the pastries while talking to Floyd and waiting for them to cool down enough to put in the fridge… half of it was gone.

You just hope that you’re not too sleep deprived the next day, to the point where you can’t get up in the morning because Floyd is hugging you to himself like a human plush.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hey, can I request the “sit on face scenario with the rest of the dorm leaders + Jamil? (If that’s too many then just Leona, Malleus, and Vil?)

Accidentally Sitting On Their Face | Yandere Twisted Wonderland (P2)

Ft. Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Jamil Viper, Malleus Draconia

Last One

Riddle Rosehearts

Again the most bizarre circumstance there could ever be 

He’s probably rechecking the work you were doing  

Today you were helping Ace, Grim, and Deuce paint the roses red

A punishment for whatever shenanigans the trio of trouble have done

While he didn’t like how easily you came to their aid 

He did enjoy having you so close 

“S-so how have you been fairing with your work so far?”

“Oh its been okay. It’s a little hard having to learn everything in this world but its never boring.”

“G-good if you have any questions you should join me for tea.”

“Sure. But do you only want to talk about academics over tea?”

He blushed intensely at the teasing tilt in your voice

“W-well w-we can talk about other things–Good work, continue on!” 

In attempt to save himself from his embarrassment he tried to walk away from you 

You who was balanced on a ladder with paint in your hand

“Nyehehehe I’m the fastest painter of all!”

The little monster cat was dashing around weaving through other students who were hanging on to their own ladders and stools

But of course its yours that he actually bumps into making you stumble before flying 

And landing on The prefect of Heartslaybul’s face

With everyone’s eyes on you a silence falls over the others in the garden

“Did they just…?”

“Yeah.”

“On Riddle’s…?”

“Yeah.”

Disoriented it takes you a minute before you realize exactly what happened

But the hot breaths on your nether region helped you come back to reality

“Ow–huh? R-riddle?”

You quickly stand revealing the red faced Riddle to lay there as his vice wardens rush to his side 

“Riddle? Are you okay?”

“Uh-do you need a minute-?”

Oh Riddle needs more than a minute 

He’s burning hot 

His face and the garden

Its on fire and so are the students of Heartslaybul

But he isn’t mad and instead looking off into the distance

“Riddle! Riddle! Everyone’s on fire! Please!”

“#burning #alive #Riddle’sinlovewitdatbootay!”

It isn’t until he hears your meek voice and light tap of your finger

“Uh Riddle you’re not mad, right? If you are I’m sorry.”

The fire dies as he turns to you 

“Oh I’m just fine (Y/n)...Now about that tea session…can we make it soon?”

Leona Kingscholar

Leona has an awesome habit of sleeping just about anywhere he pleases

He’s no where near as bad as that Diasomnia weirdo

but he’s quite the master at catnaps

With such power comes the responsibility of his to know who was there before him

Point being he knows where he sleeps 

And he won’t deny or confirm that he knew what he was doing when you plopped down on his face

The feeling of the Lion’s inhale has you shooting up in embarrassment as you try to apologize

“Oh! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“Don’t back out now, herbivore. Commit.”

You’ll think he’s joking as you try to leave with your dignity intact

But he’s not letting you

“Let go! Leona please! C’mon, I know you didn’t fall asleep with your hand holding my pants! Leona!” 

He snuggles into the couch to hide his smirk as he pulled you along 

He’d appreciate it if you didn’t hold back on your intimacy with him

The sooner the better

“Oi Herbivore either sit where your supposed to or get to sleeping. I’m not letting you go…ever.”

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul doesn’t have many times where he doesn’t have his glasses on

Being on land can do that to your eyes 

But he’s not completely blind 

And with his new contacts it makes it a lot easier to see 

“Oh wow Azul you look so different without your glasses.” 

He preened at your attention

Happily walking slowly in the same direction as you so he could keep talking to you

“Well I’ve recently been offered these contacts from the organization that helps students from the Coral Sea. I figured I’d give it a try.”

Since he had gotten you to work some days in the Monstro Lounge he’s happily taking advantage 

It also kept the most…persistent followers of yours on his radar

“Well its nice to see your eyes. You always see them from behind the glasses and they look gorgeous that way but your on full-blast now.”

Azul lets himself shiver in delight before habitually moving to push his glasses up

“R-really thank you!”

“Buuut it seems even you miss it!”

“Even? You miss my glasses?”

“Well, yeah there just so you…y’know?”

For a moment it was the most beautiful moment of his life

And then a patron spills something on the floor that has you flying

Now typically he’s no hero 

But this was you

And he may have mistaken his body for one of his tentacles

Nonethelss his face is being sat on and your both squabbling to stand up and away from each other

You might run into the kitchen in embarrassment definitely passing by the gawking and giggling tweels

Azul is no better, running to his office to try and relax 

He’s crying as…he relieves himself

Replaying the feeling of your warmth on his face

And the comforting hold of your thighs around his head

“(Y/n)...I can’t even handle a mere compliment from you!”

Wouldn’t be surprised if he made a contract with sitting on his face as a stipulation

“This is purely for business reasons but your going to have to do this again…I mean that is if you want Grim’s debt to be nullified.”

Jamil Viper

Jamil’s pretty agile 

As a servant of many talents this but a single trait

Which makes basketball for him so easy

And he’s so happy he gets to share that with you

“I haven’t played this in so long. I’ll doubt I’ll be much help.”

“No worries (Y/n). I’m sure by just being here you make things better…kind of like a lucky charm.”

And he’s right just because he’s having fun watching you dribble the ball around makes him much more eager to make a fool of everyone on this team

And he does smiling internally at the clubmates falling as he jukes them

He’s guarding you from the more..determined club members 

Trying his best to keep these heathens them from rubbing up on your back and front as they try to block/guard

He’s doing so much better

Thriving off the way you rely on him to so much as throw the ball to someone else

That’s why he’s the one who is lovingly being your cushion at the moment

You jumped to make a dunk on the hoop

This was fine

You hung on a bit longer making you swing

That was fine too

Finally letting go to land

That’s fine

But he could already tell your footing would be wrong and you’d fall on your butt

That was perfect

“Oh! Oh my gosh! Jamil are you okay?”

He smiled under the smother of your behind 

When you finally got up he waved it off

“No worries (Y/n), really but if you really want to apologize how about you spend the night in Scarabia. We still have that spare room from the last time.”

Two rewards in one day, he deserved a treat or two

Vil Schoenheit

“Uhhh Vil? I really don’t get why you have to uh inspect the outfit like this..”

“Didn’t you hear me before? I need to see the way it’ll fit on a live model.”

“Yes but why this way!”

You were wearing a dress with frills, a cutesy design you’d sooner see on Epel then yourself

He demanded it’d be you

Why?

“Obviously you have the body type I need to pull this off. Now stay still.”

He was supposedly sewing something under the skirt giving him a shrouded view with the thin barriers of your underwear

When you originally protested he scoffed about how he was a professional

Which completely juxtaposed the blushing model between your legs

He admitted this was very Rook-esque but this was an opportunity he just wouldn’t miss

“Now lower yourself I must inspect this seam closer.”

You whimper as his hand grazed your thigh

You do as he says hoping no one comes barging into the room

“Closer!”

“C-closer?!”

“Did I stutter?”

You try to ultimately losing your balance and sitting on his Vil Schoenheit’s face

When you try to crawl away he’ll hold the skirt of your dress pretending to sewing a loose seam before releasing you

He tells you to change and that your free for the day

Refusing to turn around to look at you as you quickly slipped out

When your gone he’ll move to his vanity mirror

Smiling as he registers the smudging of his make up

“Well isn’t that nice. They’ve taken evidence of me home with them…a minor step but one towards the right direction.”

He eyes the pink bubbling potion in the rear view of his mirror

“All in due time, my beauty. All in due time.”

Malleus Draconia

“Do it again.”

Its an accident so they all say+

He likes appearing behind you because your surprised face is cute

But recently you had joined him in stargazing 

With both of you joining one another on the dewy grass of night

He decided to just get a head start already laying on your favorite spot in the grass

Not even bothered by the way you backed away from the tray you had set up with your hot drinks

“Woah! Tsuno? Dude! What are you doing?”

You immediately stand up catching yourself so fast

He was a prince for seven’s sake!

But your met with that determined look on his face as he repeats it

“Sit on me again, (Y/n).”

“B-but thats really–”

“(Y/n).”

So pushing aside your bashful tendencies you try to hold yourself just above his face 

Hoping that would satisfy him

It did not 

“Child of Man! Do you think me so weak not to be able to take it?! Sit. On. Me.” 

His magic flares around him as he demands you let your full weight on him

And who are you to deny him

Especially when some unknown pull has you doing exactly as he says

If you give a dragon a taste of cake 

you musn’t deny him a slice

who are we kidding he's gorging himself on all of it

[universaln0b0dy]

A dozen Roses. (Some Twist housewardens) x reader)

《Characters》 Riddle, Vil, Azul, Leona and Malleus

《Summary》: You and him had a fight. For whatever reason and the other would only be forgiven if they would be brought a dozen Roses, handpicked. Though it was only said out of anger the next week they hold said roses.

《Note》: established relationship. Also some parts will be cringe and sappy!

Riddle Rosehearts:

Riddle and you had fought about something stupid and he felt horrible. He was annoyed at the fact that you had again broken rule and even came late to the five last dates. You slightly snarky: "Well calm down it's not that bad." You had muttered had thrown him over the edge. The fight became even bigger ending with you yelling:

"MAYBE IF YOU GOT THAT STICK OUT OF YOU A-- YOU WOULD BE A GOOD PERSON!" Before you had slapped your hand over your mouth. He could see it in your eyes, you were so terribly sorry, but he was so angry at you.

"GET OUT AND DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT COMING BACK WITHOUT A PROPER APOLOGY WITH A DOZEN HAND PICKED ROSES!" He had yelled the out watching your face go from shocked to... sad. Tears were in your eyes and you had run out of the room, leaving Riddle with an incredible guilt.

He was feeling incredibly horrible for the whole week, collaring students left and right while nervously fidgeting. He was scared of the fact he might had lost you forever, simply because he wasn't able to control his anger.

You had also felt terrible. Crowley had been giving you more work than usual, causing you to neglect your boyfriend and on top of that you even managed to dump all of your anger on him. You felt so bad and the fact you saw collared Heartslabyul students everywhere made it seem like Riddle was still incredibly angry.

You think about what to do for 5 days, before you remember what he had said right before you left and an idea forms in your head...

Riddle sighs, it's been a whole week since you talked to him and he was truly anxious. His anger and snapping on the other students being the only thing keeping him from going insane.

Until you hold a bouquet of exactly a dozen roses in front of him, your hands covered in small cuts from the thorns. You head hung to the side.

You bite your lip slowly chewing on it before you look at Riddle. "I apologise for letting my anger out on you. I was really behaving like a prick that day..." before you can say anything else Riddle does something very out of character for himself. He hugs you, starting to sob slightly.

You were really taken aback by this. You thought he would slap the roses out of your hand out of anger but maybe he was just as scared of having ruined the relationship as you were....

Leona Kingscholar:

Leona felt like the shittiest person alive and that was rare, like really rare. But your tear stained face after he and you had a fight about his lazy behaviour something moved in him. You said that you didn't want to see him again unless he would be willing to bring you a dozen handpicked roses.

He sighed, it had already been almost a week and you hadn't talked to him and for the first time in his life, he actually took his time to reflect on his actions, unlike his usual demeanor of just sleeping his problems and insecurities away.

He sighs sitting up, realising he wasn't able to sleep. He walked around, before noticing a rose bush with the most prettiest red roses in the world. He remembered that you only wanted to see him again if he brought you a dozen of them. How hard could that be? It's just a few Roses!

You on the other hand were the spending the whole week thinking about how you might have managed to break whatever relationship you had with Leona, spending your time chewing on your nails.

Were you to harsh on the lion? You didn't know. Maybe you shouldn't have said all those things, what if he decided your relationship wasn't worth it and would break up with you if you tried talking to him?

You drowned in guilt in doubt, nothing not even the help of your friends being able to cheer you up.

This goes that way for the whole week, until Leona stands in front of you holding a bouquet of exactly a dozen roses in his hands, wich look slightly pricked. You look at the bouquet in confusion.

"Leona? Why-" He shushes you with a slight smile. "You said I shouldn't show my face unless I would be willing to also do stuff for you, like picking a dozen roses." He looks at you sighing.

"I am really sorry herbivore, your right i should maybe show a bit more care for our relationship." This time you shush him by giving him a quick kiss on the lips and softly prying the flowers from his grip, careful not to prick your hand on the thorns before you look at him.

"We can work together to make sure that you get more active!" You giggle slightly and Leona softly wraps his tail around your waist. "And we work on your confidence, don't think I didn't notice!" He says nuzzling his cheek on yours.

Azul Ashengrotto:

Azul feared he scared you away. You had been trying to get his attention of as late and he was nothing but cold to you. Maybe this was the reason you snapped and he had the nerve to snap back at you. Maybe that caused you to finally yell what you had thought of him this whole time. "WELL YOU ARE JUST AN INSECURE OCTOPUS!" And he was so hurt he yelled that you should get out.

Anxiously walking around Azul looked around fumbling with his hat. He hadn't seen you for a week and he wanted nothing more to than to crawl into his octo pot and cry. But he had a facade to keep up, at least for now.

Maybe you had told him the truth about what you thought about him, that you only thought ov him as a insecure person. He didn't like that, it was like an arrow pierced right through his heart, the worst kind of betrayal always came from those close to you.

You on the other hand really hated yourself over this, you were just so angry at the fact he had refused to spend time with you for the last three weeks, cancelling dates last minute or just ignoring you when you asked why he didn't tell you earlier.

But what you said that day was really unacceptable. Even if you were just trying to let the anger gloss over the fact that you were scared that he maybe had gotten bored of you and didn't want to tell you.

You sigh letting your head hang low, you were really an asshole. Maybe you complaining was justified but picking on his insecurities was a no go and a good enough reason to break up with someone.

You pass a pretty rose Bush with nasty lot of thorns, but the Rose's were such a pretty shade you just needed to try something......

"I am really sorry Azul. I was very frustrated that day and let my anger out on you, that was wrong and unacceptable. I apologise for the things I have said, because they're not true! You aren't just an insecure octopus. You are a wonderful person, with a pretty smile, beautiful eyes and a personality that makes it impossible to resist you!"

Azul looks at you his glasses slightly crooked and foggy, almost as if he didn't want anyone to see just how moved he was by what you said. He spent all of his time thinking of if he had been to harsh and if he should make the first step, but it looks like you beat him to it.

"Its alright I forgive you. I should have also thought about about what you needed instead of simply neglecting you. I am sorry, how about we go on a date this week and I promise I won cancel it, I'll even sign it on a contract!

Vil Schoenheit:

Who would have thought that Vil would ever get so riled up about a fight! The way you had looked at him in sheer disappointment as he had pointed out that your clothes didn't look good, or your hair was messy. You had tried to give thought into your appearance just for Vil, but what had he done for you?

Vil sighed remembering just how often hs had turned out dates simply because he wanted to keep your relationship a secret for the sake of his reputation. You had understood and after you made it official together you accepted to look more up to what Vil said you should.

Rook comes back holding the flowers he had been told to deliver and Vil perks up. "Monsior/Mademoiselle trickster has said that they will only accept a dozen of hand picked roses, handpicked by you as an apology." Vil scoffed but at the same time he understood.

Vil decides that if a dozen of handpicked roses is what you wanted, you would get them. He walks outside of this dorm, with a strange determination on his face, that caused Epel to hide away in fear.

You on the over hand try your best to not run over to Vil and ask how he was doing. Rook should of course have delivered the massage to Vil already. You have the feeling you should talk to him, but you are tired of doing everything in this relationship.

After a week you think that he has officially given up on you and you feel like crying. Did Vil really didn't care? You scream into your pillow until you hear a loud knock. Wiping her puffy eyes you walk down the stairs and open the door, only to be greeted by a bouquet of a dozen roses.

"Hey my love..." he mutters holding the roses out to you and you feel incredibly touched. "I know I haven't been the best boyfriend I could have been and I feel incredibly sorry about that. I do love you and I am sorry I haven't been able to show you that probably, please let me make it up to you!" He asks and you swear you see a small tear in his eyes.

"Of course Vil!" You yell loudly hugging him. Vil sighed relieved burying his head in the crock of your neck and you can't help but giggle.

Malleus Draconia:

Oh dear, what had you done! You had forgotten to invite him to a small party, it was no big deal but the dragon fae was incredibly angry at you and told you that you shouldn't talk to him unless you bring him a proper apology.

You sighed asking Lilia what would be a proper apology and surprised he lifts both of his eyebrows. He didn't expect you to actually want to apologise, not like many people did that, but it warmed his heart to see you try. Enough to make sure you would stay hidden from Sebek.

Now with a new mission you decide that it's time for you to apologise properly though it would take some time to pick all the roses you needed.

A whole week passes and Malleus mood drops lower each day. It has no probably landed at the earth's core. Maybe it was because his significant other had forgotten to invite him to a party, or that they took this long to apologise, but the most significant reason might be that he felt like you would leave him.

You decide that you have now picked enough roses, exactly a dozen beautiful grand roses all hand picked just for him. Your hands had small bruises all over them but you really didn't care, you really wanted to apologise.

You enter the Diasomnia dorm, wich is surrounded by a green thunder storm. Carefully you walk after Lillia, who leads you to Malleus.

Malleus sees you entering with the roses and his mood immediately lifts up. You hold the roses up to him with a grand smile before you hand him an invitation.

"I really wanted to apologise for not having invited to the party, so I thought it was only appropriate for me to celebrate a party with you!" You exclaim holding the Rose's towards Malleus.

The dragon stands up and carefully takes the roses before taking the invitation with a grand smile.

"I accept child of man."

(Here take the fluff! Also request are open^^)

[riongeee]

Okay, so I've seen a few people play around with different dorm allocations. For Sebek, I've already explored Ramshackle. What about the other dorms?

Heartslabyul- hear me out. Sebek would THRIVE in heartslabyul. Like???? The whole focus is following rules, Sebek would probably be delighted by how clear cut the expectations are?

If we're talking about sticking to the original plot... Sebek could still reasonably fill in for Ace. Like maybe not punching Riddle but after realising how strict and unfair the rules are, Sebek would be critical in his loud Sebek way. So Riddles Overblot could still reasonably happen. Also, I'm pretty sure it's canon that Sebek admires Riddle as a senior (for his grades and manner I think but dont quote me) so seeing him be all tryrant-y would make him feel betrayed.

Riddle would also like Sebek, like 'a first year who doesn't break all my rules?? Is in my club??? And LISTENS to me?????'

Savanaclaw- This one might be a bit more tenuous but still possible. Like, Sebek is pretty strong, he'd fit in. Maybe the other dorm members would be wary at first because he's Malleus' retainer. However, come on, if any dorm would understand Sebeks loud brand of Sebek it's Savanaclaw. Half the words out of the people in that dorm are yelled.

Leona would also be similarly put off by having Sebek around but he'd probably warm up to him? Like a stray cat that you fed once and keeps coming back. With this one, Sebek would definitely be able to play Jacks role in the overblot. Like cheating and causing harm against wakasama!?!?!?!? Not on his watch. After the Overblot it would be awkward between them but they'd get over it. (Leona planning to steal Malleus' loyal retainer for himself lowkey)

As for Ruggie, he'd probably make use of Sebeks earnest nature and get him to help with tasks around Savanaclaw or tasks to do with Leona. (Lowkey that friendship would be kinda cute somehow???? Like Ruggie and Sebek trading tips on getting Leona out of bed??)

Octavinelle- had to think for a bit about this one as canonically there is no octavinelle first year that plays a role in the story. However, considering Sebek would probably not be expecting to be sorted into Octavinelle at all maybe he'd fade a bit into the background. Maybe Azul would be interested in having a deal with Malleus' retainer but quickly lost interest because of how straightforward and blunt Sebek was. Maybe getting closer with his seniors would happen more during the little photo hunt.

Sebek probably wouldn't approve of the contracts and would help out the first years a bit causing tensions between him and his seniors and leading him to be in the overblot battle. Maybe after the battle Azul begins talking with his employees better and getting to know Sebek a bit better. My personal headcanon is that Sebek can cook quite well, so he'd work kitchen duty since waiter duty wouldn't be a perfect fit.

As for the twins, Floyd would've been interested in the loud Sebek but lost interest due to how strict Sebek was. He occasionally teases Sebek but no more than anyone else. As for Jade, I think he'd be the senior Sebek gets along with the best. Like Sebek would hear about Jades passion for mushrooms and feel kinship because of his passion for protecting Malleus???(special interest buddies?!?!) So instead of Riddles club he'd joing Jades club and they'd fo hiking together leading to a closer relationship.

Pomefiore- Okay. As for Pomefiore.... yes! First of all, Pomefiore also has explicit rules and expectations on what to do, Sebek would maybe hit a stumbling block with the beauty aspect but would ultimately learn how to find beauty in both his fae and human side in Pomefiore. He'd also expand his style and taste to range from things that aren't Malleus and the diasomnia 3 focused. He already was outed as knowing obscure operas so he would thrive in the dorm of drama kids.

As for relationships with Vil and Rook. Pretty good most likely! Vil appreciates hard work and dedication and Sebek has that in spades. He might not fully like how loud Sebek can be but he'd probably end up like an exasperated mother saying 'inside voices' all the time. Sebek would definitely be a favourite first year!

With Rook...well....Sebeks half-fae. Rook would be interested for sure. Also, Rook would help Sebek find beauty in the human aspects of himself also. Also, Rook could teach Sebek the bow and arrow since hes already trained in other stuff, no?

Scarabia- As for Scarabia I don't have much to say? I don't think he'd end up there. If he did though he would probably also blend into the background? Maybe helping Jamil out with tasks and other stuff. Otherwise, I don't really see Sebek in Scarabia sorry :(

Ignihyde-I also can't see Sebek in Ignihyde? Maybe Sebek ends up appreciating the engineering of Ignihyde and begins to involve himself more. There's not a lot of opportunities for him to play video games so maybe his friendship with the Shroud brothers could be based on them introducing him to video games? Eventually they become fond of the loud first year that somehow got sorted into their dorm.

So yeah, these are my thoughts on Sebek in different dorms :3

[alice-angel12x]

Death is always around the corner

Jamil + Death!Reader

Riddle, Leona, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Idia, Malleus

Masterlist

This is currently a slippery one. Death sighed as they flipped through Jamil's book. A servant who wished to be more than he is, to be number one.

This was certainly a tricky situation.

Winter had finally come to NRC, and it was Y/n job to use their magic to cover the land in snow as they put the plants and earth to rest.

As they did, y/n watched as the students gather in the mirror chamber, ready to head home. All the while Y/n watched from a distance, though this didn't go unnoticed by some people.

"Getting cold feet?" Leona yawned.

"They don't say it, but I know they don't want me near," Y/n answered simply.

"So you not gonna see your friends off?" Leona asked as he leaned again a nearby pillar.

"Friends?" Y/n asked with a surprised and confused expression.

"Do you not consider those first years you hang out with as friends?" Leona asked.

"I let them decide what I am to them. And I've never heard them address me as such. They only come to me when they need something from me," Y/n said simply.

Leona didn't know how to react to this. A part of him was happy that they are unaffected by this fact, while another part of him was not. Surely Aduece had more respect than that.

"Than I shall have a talk with them when the break is over," said Riddle as he suddenly appeared.

"Ah, hello Riddle. Not too enthusiastic about returning home I assume," Y/n said as they turned to face Riddle.

"Yeah, I want to try talking a little with Mother, too… Though, I’m not sure if she’s going to listen," Riddle said nervesly.

"Good for you Riddle. Though some words for you, even if things don't turn out well. At the end of the day, it is your life to write not hers. And when you become an independent adult she has no control over you," Y/n said with a soft smile.

"Thanks," Riddle nodded as he turned to leave.

Only for him to quickly turn back and hug Y/n tightly. Death froze as they felt arms wrap around their torso. Never feeling mortals affectionate touch before, they froze. Only managing to pat the boy's head.

Riddle had to let go of Y/n, cause they felt as cold as ice. But Y/n did see off Leona and Riddle, while Azul and the twins' stayed for it was too cold at home.

While Grimm took care of the fireplace, Y/n tracked down the next target. which was not hard since Grim was already inside Jamil's trap.

Y/n simply watched from the shadow, as Grim indulged in the food, till Kalim showed up. And Y/n would have stayed hidden if Grim had kept his mouth shut.

"W-when did you get here?" Jamil asked as Y/n stepped into the light.

"I was wondering where Grim ran off to this time. Since it's his job to keep the fireplaces going, and low and behold he is not doing his work," Y/n said as they glared slightly at the cat.

"Wha- I was hungry. And I was invited unlike you," Grim glared. "And you just killed the party atmosphere."

The vibe was indeed soured, as the music stopped and everyone seemed nervous in their presence. Even if the students weren't sure why.

Even Jamil could sense something was off about this student. Every possible instinct in the student's body was telling them to run. All except Kalim, who was either too oblivious to the change in vibe, or simply his heart was too big. Invited Y/n to the party.

Y/n Was thankful that there are a few humans like Kalim, who could somehow get past their cures and smile at them. Yet They couldn't help but feel sorry for the ball of sunshine.

For he naively believed that is always safe from harm, cause his "loyal friend" Jamil was always by his side. Sadly Jamil did not share that sentiment.

So Y/n watched as Jamil used his powers on Kalim to ruin the boys standing with his dormmates. Forcing the boys to walk through the scorching desert, and train to point of breaking.

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One day on one of these desert walks, Jamil kept a tighter grip on Kalim with his magic. Making Kalim seem cruel by with holding water from them.

" It’s okay, I knew this would happen, so I packed some water. Go get them from the camels and share with everyone," Jamil said as started handing out water.

"Thank you very much. Ah… It would’ve been better if Jamil-senpai was our Prefect-" "Stop spouting such nonsense. What will you do if Kalim heard you?" Jamil cut the boy off.

Jamil filled one more bottle of water and slowly walked over to Y/n. Who was standing behind the crowd, and just looking around at the desert. Steeling his nerves he slowly approached Y/n in hopes of earning another ally to overthrow Kalim.

"Y/n, have some water you must be thirsty," Jamil offered, but Y/n didn't even turn to acknowledge him.

"I do not require water. Give it to grim, he could use some extra water," Y/n said simply as they stared blankly at the dried-up oasis.

"It's been two days and not once Have I seen you eat or drink anything. You can't keep abusing your body like this," Jamil pushed.

"Wow, You almost sound like you actually care for my well-being," Y/n said as they turned their head slightly. "But I know this is only an act."

Jamil's heart began to race as Y/n's red irises bore into his own, practically staring into his soul.

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Jamil had to rethink his approach to this strange student Y/n. Maybe he would have to convince them to why. Yet they saw right through his lies and refused to help.

Jamil panicked, for he feared Y/n will be his undoing. So he started spreading rumors that the ramshackle students were in cahoots with Kalim.

With the student's pent-up anger and frustration, they began to take it out on Grim and Y/n. But whenever the students try to gang up on grim, Y/n would always steps in before anything could be done.

Y/n knew things were getting out of hand, so Y/n implanted a thought into grim. Just dig your way out, and get to the treasury, there is something there to help.

"That's a great idea, me," Grim said to himself as he did just that and escaped Scarabia. Jamil having enough of this and decide to Magically "lock" Y/n in their room.

The enchantment made the room invisible to everyone but him, yet Y/n didn't really react. But simply smiled and laughed at Jamil's scrambling.

Even when Jamil thought he was still in control of the situation, his sleep has been horribly affected. Night terrors, and seeing Y/n in places they most certainly are not.

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As Jamil was cooking in the Kitchen, he heard something. he turned as he held the knife, only to see no one around. And It seemed that the spoon had simply. When he bent done to pick up the spoon, in the reflection was a pair of 2 red eyes glaring at him.

The boy gasped as he took a swing with his knife only to find he was still the only one in the kitchen. Jamil's heart was pounding as he heard an Eerie whistle fill his ear. He couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from.

The stove suddenly turned all the way and the fire quickly burned the food Jamil was cooking. The boy used water magic on the fire and once out, immediately left the kitchen.

As he navigated the dorm, with only the moonlight lighting his way. But the whistle still followed. Shadows that looked like a certain person stalked him throughout the halls. He could feel a hand grab at him, but nobody was there. He felt it around his neck as he felt a slowly tightening squeeze.

"Is it worth it? Snake?" Y/n's whispered in his ear. A cold breath blew against the shell of his ear.

Jamil was slowly finding it hard to breathe, as he put his hand over his neck. He started to grow weak as he was only getting enough breath to stay bearly conscious.

"Jamil?" A familiar called.

Jamil turned to see Kalim with a very worried expression on his face. Not even asking Kalim quickly helped Jamil, and escorted him back to his room.

But as they did, in the corner of his eye, he could have sworn. He saw Y/n staring at him, as a king cobra slithered out from their hood.

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Things did not get easier when Octinvinalle began to interfere. And Eventually, he was exposed. He was finally pushed over. He came too far and his wish was just out of reach. so the ink took over.

So he sent Kalim, Azul, the Twins, and Grim flying over the horizon. In his crazed state, wished to rub his victory in Y/n's face. He went to the locked room, only to find it empty. The whistle began to haunt him again.

Jamil shouted and cursed Y/n, telling them that he has won. And that they were too late. But from a pillar high above him, Y/n watched with a downcast expression.

But after some time, Grim and the others took down the blot.

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Jamil opened his eyes, and he found himself at a banquette mat. It was covered with a king-worthy feast. The boy had no idea how or why he was here in this strange and dark place.

"I called you here," Y/n said as they emerged from the dark and took a seat across from Jamil.

"What are you doing here Y/n? And where am I?" Jamil asked

"We are in the space between esse and quietus. A realm ruled by Life and myself," Y/n answered.

"S-so your... Death itself," Jamil said slowly as his eyes widened.

"Smart boy, you've always been very talented," Y/n smiled as they poured Jamil a drink.

"Are you trying to torture me?" Jamil asked as he eyed the food and drinks suspiciously.

"If I wanted to end your life, I would have just reaped it when you overbloted," Y/n said simply. " I Do not relish in Suffering. So no I am not torturing you."

"So then why are you holding me here?" Jamil asked.

"To give you some advice," Y/n said simply.

"Death giving life advice, that's rich," Jamil sighed.

"Says the guy who spent all this time an effort to be dorm leader. To prove that he is #1 and the best. When in the eyes of the world such a thing doesn't matter to them. And by the way, Kalim's never asked for Kalim to be dorm Leader," Y/n said.

"They simply wished that he be in the same dorm as his loyal servant. Crowley decided to put Kalim in that position as thanks for the donation," Y/n continued.

"Every one of them kept saying the same thing. “I’m sure you’ll understand,” they say. So… Who will be there to understand me?" Jamil asked with frustration.

"Your right, it is unfair. It's unfair that you have to hide your talents for fear of what the master may think," Y/n agreed, causing Jamil to look up in shock. "But you made a fatal mistake."

"And what would that be?" Jamil asked.

"You made enemies with the person who could have helped you. Kalim," Y/n said, causing Jamil to scoff and roll his eyes. "Alright, then explain to me this. Why do your parents fear their master so much?"

"It's because of Asim's pride. Kalim's father hates the thought of someone being brighter than him or his bloodline. Is this how would describe Kalim?" Y/n continue.

"No, of course not he'd... He would," Jamil said slowly, understanding what Y/n is trying to say. " Just talk to him about it. He would have understood."

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Y/n explained that asking for help, or communicating an issue or problem does not make you any lesser than. But to make sure who you know your talking too

For not all humans are truest pure-hearted. So be carful of who you trust.

Y/n knew that Jamil has a long ways to go to not only achieve his dream. But to grow to be a better version of himself.

[h2llish]

vil rambles cuz im still sick

listen, everyone who literally views vil as this arrogant asshole who likes looking at himself in the mirror every morning has got to be some of the most blind idiots i've ever seen. his insecurities have played out right in front of us?? he is literally so insecure it's blaringly obvious???

it pisses me off watching people completely mischaracterize him as some harsh, insincere character who would bully and pick at someone's insecurities like a fucking prick.

those who genuinely see and regard vil properly as the type of person who has so many insecurities and stresses from living as an actor/model/etc, have honestly earned my respect. his character is interesting and having him mischaracterized as less peeves me.

i don't like to compare trauma, even in characters. trauma is different and revealed in every person differently.

and yes, vil has trauma. living life under spotlight and having his entire life on screen for everyone to see, is his trauma. while he may enjoy his line of work, and has a very supportive father in his corner, that does not make it any easier for someone who grew up under expectations and ridicule since the moment he started walking.

vil's insecurities stem from his roles in movies; he's been casted and sought out for the role of a villain even when he only ever wished to play the hero. since he first played the villain role as a child, bullying the hero (neige) he was automatically perceived as a villain outside of the role as well. and while he may not seem all that bothered, i think it does get to him. to constantly be casted as a villain because he "fits that role so well", and then to have people see him as a villain outside of it can be dehumanizing and painful ━ hence, his insecurities.

a lot of people fail to realize that the life of a celebrity isn't all its chalked up to be. they're human too, they have insecurities and flaws, parts of themselves they don't want others to see. and i think vil does a good job at presenting that.

his overblot revealed that sometimes our insecurities build up and spill over and we may do things we regret. in this case, paired with magic, it was an attempt on a rival's life.

unlike leona or maybe azul, he does regret his actions. he admits his wrongs and that he let his insecurities lead him down a path that could've been disastrous had it not been for rook and everyone else.

i understand that his confidence can be misleading; "if he's so insecure why is so confident?" because idiots, a person with insecurities can also have confidence. while vil is insecure about his stand in beauty, he's also confident in his looks. his insecurities about his looks come from his one-sided rivalry with neige. neige receives more compliments and views and offers, so that comes back to vil and he views himself inferior.

a lot of people seem to think he hates neige. but he doesn't, even he has admitted that he's only jealous. he holds a lot of respect for neige. he knows about neige's tough childhood, and he knows how hard he works, but he does not pity him for it all the same. his feelings for neige have only been jealousy brought on by the views of fans and media, and believe it or not, jealousy is not hate.

vil is genuinely a decent person. after his overblot he continues to thank those that helped in stopping him, and then proceeds to take responsibility for being the reason they were all so tired during the competition. he even takes his own money to offer to everyone after he broke his promise to split the earnings when they won. he also isn't upset with rook for voting for the winning team; he respects that he was able to do so without feeling much guilt. (while i still want to fight his ass. fuck you, you damn peacock spitting mf /affectionate). and then proceeds to give his money to the mc so they can fix up the dorm.

i understand his first impression wasn't great. even i thought i'd hate him, but after getting to know him, i saw that my opinion on him was stupid; understandable at first, sure, but false.

he's strict, yeah, but he means well. he just wants everyone to be healthy, and that includes routine and taking care of your body. it may seem a bit obsessive, but it's his way of caring for those around him, even if it isn't how, you like it or how you'd prefer to be cared for.

i think what i like about vil, is that he genuinely tries to make things right. unlike those before him, he wishes to apologize for the trouble he caused and wants to avoid having his jealousy take ahold of him so strongly again.

and addressing those that seem to think he would attack a person's insecurities, you're wrong. i doubt he'd try to hurt a person by pointing out their own insecurities when he himself has insecurities. he knows what it's like to have your insecurities take hold of you and consume your thoughts, why would he do that to another person? if he does find himself saying something that might be an insecurity for another person, i don't think he'd do so on purpose. he probably intended to help, but in the process hurt them. i just don't believe he'd want to hurt someone by rubbing their insecurities in their face.

overall, he's not a bad person or some asshole who would hurt someone on purpose. he's confident but insecure, and he's strict but means well. stop regarding him so wrongly please, it's actually fucking annoying.

[twst-hottest-takes]

In your opinion, rank the books from worst to best. (You can include/not include the Prologue and Book 7(cause it ain’t done yet))

*Cracks knuckles*

Okay, I'm about to do my darndest.

Ranking TWST story chapters based off my own personal criteria and opinions:

Disclaimer: This will be very subjective and opinionated.

If you've read any of my other similar posts you'll know the drill. No one is obligated to agree with me, this is just how I order things, as asked for by Anon here.

Starting With the Worst!

Book 5: They had 75 chapters and wasted so much time lollygagging. I love the twistunes/rythmics but we didn't need to do the instrumental of "Piece of My World" three times. Extra points lost for the EN server not getting the "Hi-Ho" twistune. This chapter suffered a lot from character bloat. Kalim and Jamil were really back-seated and while I love Deuce and Epel in this chapter it doesn't make up for the fact that they take up a lot of space where Scarabia should have been shining. Also, we didn't need to check in on what every single character we've met so far was doing during the culture fair. That's side-story junk. Oh and if you've read my first essay on how Vil sucks as a character you'll know that's the biggest pitfall. His writing is inconsistent and abyssmal and I don't feel bad about the cause of his diva tantrum. They had a lot to work with and squandered 80% of it. On top of that the MC is more of a side character than usual and is pretty much relegated to a plot device--OH AND GRIM ATTACKS US AT THE END!

(P.S. I voted for RSA too.

Book 2: This one hurts my soul. It's above Book 5 because it doesn't waste as much time and I am way more invested in Leona as a character than Vil. That being said, the writing is still pretty bad. Leona's plot and motives make him look like a total idiot loser, and they don't even try to treat the sabotage plot as an actual mystery. We have some half decent intrgue in the plot but the explanation for why events are happening is maddeningly underwhelming (again because it makes Leona [who is supposed to be smart, mind you] look like an idiot). When people say this book feels like early game content for the sake of early game content, you can see why. Oh, but on the bright side the MC is treated like a participant in the events (though they end up with a concussion because of Grim. . .again). That becomes disappointingly less common as the story continues.

Book 7: For now it goes here. As of the EN updates it would go higher because the Diasomnia arc is actually really compelling, but I know what's coming and guess what? THEY ARE WASTING TIME AGAIN! Book 7 gets points for actual good writing (almost like you can tell who they put the most effort into). The MC has a personal stake and a bit of influence on this story because of the relationship with Malleus that's been being established over the last few chapters. However, they are dilluting the good parts with the dream hopping nonsense which does NOT need to go on for as long as it has been. The new cards are a lot of fun, sure, I like fanservice, but I have my limits when it cuts into the main events. Also, no twistunes yet.

Prologue: Very much a perfect mid point on this list. A pretty solid start to the story. Nothing too fancy, but I figured I'd add it in here because it does fairly well to set expectations for the rest of the story. It gives us the basics of the minigame elements and the first gacha is always memorable. Nothing too fabulous, but a potential fun romp full of bishie shenanigans. Bonus points for the animated OP they played at the end. Mid to the max in the most flattering way I can mean that.

Book 3: The writing is pretty streamlined in this one. I don't have much bad to say about Azul other than his backstory is a little generic and his actions regarding the MC specifically make it hard (for me) to feel bad for him. Savanaclaw got a much better spotlight in this chapter than their actual featured chapter. My major gripe with this Book is that the MC is written to have the IQ of a salad bar. Stupid for the sake of the plot is one of the most annoying things for me, especially considering this is supposed to be the player insert. I hate being forced to put a dunce cap on just so that nonsense can happen. Leona has every right to call us dumdums, we didn't ask for a lawyer or even try to read the fine print on that contract! Otherwise? The writing only gets better (on the ranking list) from here.

These last three will basically reflect what I said in my Overblot ranking. Trying to order them is tough because they're all pretty strong, but I'm managing somehow.

Book 1: A great start to the main game. Riddle is hard to beat as far as antagonists go. He sets up the pattern for the future chapters super well and is a fairly well written character. There is just the right amount of exposition, the cast isn't overwhelming, and the finale is really well put together. Riddle feels like he actually had an arc, which results in the slightest difference in character that can result in further development down the line, and he wasn't let off the hook too easily for all the grief he put everyone through (something we can't say for most everyone else). If the rest of the chapters had been handled with this level of care this list would be a lot harder to make.

Book 6: Would be number one if it didn't have my first and foremost issue of feeling like it wastes my time. Not to a very extreme degree despite the length, but all those tower battles took soooo long. . .I just have to take some points off for that. That gripe aside, it's generally well written, the character interactions are pretty fun, the MC is useless but actually is trying to be involved. We get to be separated from Grim for a while, and stop the apocalypse from happening. Of course, the finishing touch is that Idia's story is very different from everyone who came before him. His characterization is consistent with what we've seen up until this point and his backstory and motivation for overblotting all check out. We got some good lore out of it, and a break from school based teen shenanigans. It hit me in the feels and escalated the stakes significantly without feeling too over the top. I'll also knock is down a peg for not having any twistunes to break up the monotony.

Book 4: Surprised to see this one at the top? (Bottom) Well it was a hard pick, but I'd say I just enjoyed it more than Book 6. The cast was whittled down, the MC isn't a total idiot and even though they get manipulated by Jamil, it's cathartic when we get to participate in the scheming against him towards the end. While I was a bit bored of the repetition between the first couple of days trapped in Scarabia, it's not that bad and does set up the conflict of Kalim being manipulated rather well. Palling around with Octavinelle as allies instead of opponents was great. Jamil is a good antagonist, who again is consistently characterized and well written. The icing on the cake is Ace and Deuce responding to our distress signal at the end of the chapter! It made me audibly "Awwww" because hey, who can blame the poor MC for thinking that up until this point no one really cared about them unless it was in the name of manipulating them? So yeah, Book 4 is my favorite. Best shenanigans, fun twistunes, straightforward and coherent plot that at least tried to make the mystery mysterious (even though we all knew what was going on from the start, let's be honest here), and the character moments are fantastic!

And there you have it! My thoughts on ranking the major arcs in the main story of TWST so far. I hope this is what you were looking for, Anon! I'm sorry this one took a little longer to answer, but I wanted to make sure I had all my ducks in a row when it came to putting this one together, while also not being excruciatingly detailed.

Now. . .

. . .what does everyone else think? Feel free to reblog, comment, or respond with whether or not you agree with how I ranked the various books and let's talk about it a bit more.

Thank you for asking!

[astraydestiny]

Daily Writing Complete‼️

Homestly, not really. I wrote 505, IM GOING BACK TO 505, sorry, words on my main story… BUTTT i wrote a bunch of notes and stuff that has to equate to like 700 words??? But thats for my main story, I finished one of the CW!!!

That’ll be out to you guys tomorrow. Im pretty pround of it! Especially for 1.5k! But… I feel like its a bit rushed, and in some places it feels a bit exposition heavy? But i do like the emotion and symbolism in the story. It turnes out pretty good I think! I cant wait for you guys to see this because then you guys can actually get a grip for how I write and stuff, and not judge my writing off these stupid blurbs and stuff! Yk, if you guys like the one tomorrow, I’ll give yall a Thousand Fireflies to eat up too! Just- dont copy it alright? Its not free-use work!!! In fact- i should probably put that in my bio and stuff. But anyways… IM PROUD OF MYSELF! I feel like I was blocked on my main story, because I had a fun time writing this side project! I just that goes to show how important it is to take breaks from main projects in favor for smaller ones, just so you dont burn yourself out by accident! Because burning yourself out is… NOT GOOD! Not good to sya the least… but yah. I feel like i got multiple questions wrong on my science quiz today and istgoodness… IT WAS EZ I SWEAR TO GOODNESS. I just tripped up during it… Also guys I realized that I should really start yapping more irl because… Im look at these posts and thinking- wow. This person must have no friends if they have THIS many thoughts and no one to tell them to. AND THEN I REALIZE IM TALKING ABT MYSELF. Like sometimes I either dont speak because i dont want to interrupt someone- but the times I do speak… PEOPLE INTERRUPT ME! AND THE TIMES WHEN I FEEL LIKE I CAN ACTUALLY SPEAK- I INTERRUPT SOMEONE ELSE! Of course this doesnt happen that often, to be honest Im too busy wriitng during my lunch break to talk, but you know. PRIORITIES!!!

I LOVE PINTEREST SO MUCH. GOING CRAZY WITH IDIA SHROUD IN THE BACKGROUND 😍😍😍 i love idia sheoud i relate to him sm (not really) tbh I feel like i relate to him- but at the same time I dont??? Bec he gets prideful and arrogant sometimes and I dont get like that (HEH NOT TO FLEX OR ANYTHING 😼😼🤗🤗)

I feel like if I related to anyone, it would probably be leona. Not because hes like super fit or anything- LIKE IM THE FURTHEST AWAY FROM HIM PERSONALITY. Its just that like, him being the second and stuff, doomed to never be the first, the best, really resonates with me. Especially since Im surrounded by people who self-proclaim themselves as ‘first places’ everyday, kinda gets on my nerves… WRITING IDEA!!!!

Like im not saying having a big ego is wrong, nor am I saying that those peoples achievements are bad BECAUSE they are so amazing. i think they should be proud of that, and they dont owe humility to anyone because they worked hard for it, (AHEM AHEM VIL SCHOENHEIT MY KING). But its when they see people that are trying to reach for those ambitions and they flaunt how they could do better. THATS when I start doubting their ability. Because you could be the best in the world, but if your too busy running your mouth about how your the best, you’ll be left in the dust- and youll find that all those people who were under you before… Appeared triumphant.

IDK DAILY WORDS OF WISDOM ADDED HERE TOO. Vil Schoenheit my KINGGGGG I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I WANT TO BE LIKE HIM. When i become rlly good at writing, I want to be able to act like him!! Because he is confident in himself, doesnt owe humility to anyone (but of course still expresses it from time to time), and is respectful about it (we dont talk about book 5). I love Vil Schoenheit, such a misunderstoid character fr. OH YEAH

If your not a twisted wonderland fan, these are the characters I mentioned in this post!!!

^ Idia Shroud in the middle, next to his lil’ bro Ortho Shroud!!

^ Vil Shoenheit in the middle, to the right is Rook Hunt, and to his left is Epel Felmier (the short one!)

^ Leona Kingscholar!!

ALRIGHT GUYS!!! Now, I have math hw. SO I NEEDA BOUNCE! SEE YOU ALL TOMORROW AND STUFF!!!

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-Kani

[thatwildnya]

Ch. 6: Filling the Powder Keg part 1

TW: none

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Wild: As I promised after the Riddle poll, here is the next chapter for the centaur au! Riddle won't be making his entrance just yet, sorry to disappoint you Riddle lover's. Today we'll be welcoming Vil, Leona, and Ruggie into the story. Although the spotlight is mostly on Vil for this chapter, the other 2 don't get a single line. But don't worry, they'll get their turn later!

nya: this chapter was originally gonna longer but i convinced wild to split it in 2 parts since its been so long since she's posted any actual content for the au. praise me for my hard work.

Vil: leopard

Leona: manticore (no barbed tail)

Ruggie: spotted hyena

This time you were able to catch him in the act, opening the door just as you were about to leave for your weekly trip to the grocery store. Maybe this was a sign from higher powers you should plan to return before afternoon.

“Ah! My beloved nepiece!” Everyone's favorite bird man greets you as you open the door. You step back in surprise, startled by his loud squawking. You weren’t exactly paying attention. Or particularly wake.

“Good afternoon!”

“Hi…”

He steps aside to reveal, surprise surprise, more pets to live in your wonderful shack of a home. (read: it is not wonderful you bake when it’s hot and freeze when it's cold) Though you could see two of them standing behind him even if he hadn’t. Centaurs tend to be quite tall. It is very important for people to know how big a centaur gets if they aren’t fully grown before adopting.

“Meet your new friends! This here is Leona, he’s a manticore.” Leona was taller than Idia to your surprise. The merboys sometimes talked about other centaurs that had been ripped from their homes when asked about their lives before coming to live with you. They had talked about how they’d seen two males and three females being dragged past their tank to be used for breeding. The males came up to Idia’s around shoulders. The females were just small enough to be visibly shorter than the males.

Maybe it was the wings. Those big leathery wings.

“The little one hiding is Ruggie, he’s a hyena.” you internally scream noticing the little yeen, he was hiding under the soon to be introduced pet. His big eyes stare up at you with curiosity. You wanted to squish his cheeks and rub his belly. Your hands itched to do just that.

“And last but not least, meet Vil! He’s a leopard and trained to be a show centaur.” Vil was studying you out with a frown, not bothering to hide his disapproval. Rude much.

“Now, we must make haste! The truck is due in two hours or I’ll have to pay extra!” Crowley slips past to set aside his hat and cane that would get in the way, “help me move the furniture!”

With a groan you spin on your heel. Tossing your bags to the side, you tell a blurry eyed Idia and bottle sipping Ortho to lend your uncle a hand.

“RISE AND SHINE BOYS.” you yell up the stairs, “GET UP. WE’VE GOT SOME NEWBIES.”

A sharp pained yelp followed by the unmistakable clamoring of fighting began above.

“Knock it off you three!”

“Deuce started it!” “Because you stepped on my tail!” “I wouldn’t have if Sebek quit pinning me down with snuggles when we sleep!” “I don’t do that!” “Yes you do! You’re worse than Deuce!” “Stop lying! Me and Sebek don’t do that!” “I’d never snuggle with a lowly dog!”

Finger starts tapping the railing.

“I’m a wolf! Not some dumb domestic pet dog!”

“But you roll over for master whenever they start petting you! You won’t even fight them if they take away something you’re chewing on! That’s what a pet dog would do!”

Eyes close.

“Well at least I can hunt!”

“I can do that too!”

“Barely! You were fed and spoiled by Lilia and Malleus while I fended for myself!”

Fingers pinch the bridge of your nose.

“Hey you wouldn’t have lasted a day if I didn’t help you! You were a big crybaby that ran away from everything! You’d be dead without me!”

“You were so bad at hunting you could only dumpster dive for food! We’d be starving if I didn’t pick up your slack!”

“Well I’m braver! You’d cower and hide whenever a cat so much as looked at you!”

“You’re scared of cats? Hahaha! A dog scared of cats!”

Head tilts to the ceiling.

“Sh-shut up! Alley cats are mean! Your spoiled butt wouldn’t get it!”

“Nuh-uh! I’m not spoiled!”

“Yeah you are!”

“You’re both spoiled!”

Eyebrow twitches.

“Shut up Deuce!”

“Make me you stupid heads!”

“Fine, I will!”

Eyes open.

“BOYS GET YOUR ASSES DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW OR ELSE.” your foul language puts an end to the squabbling.

“That’s bad language~” “master shrimpy said a bad word!~” your eye twitches, “if you have time to eavesdrop you have time to unpack you slimy pool noodles.”

“We weren’t eavesdropping.” “yeah, you’re so loud I bet the neighbors heard your potty mouth!”

Spinning around you grab the naughty twins by their waists and head for the entrance.

“Shouldn’t we wait on the porch? We might turn back in the middle.” Jade points out as you take them with you outside.

“Bad boys get to suffer in the sun.” you drop them once you’re out of the shadow cast by the porch ceiling.

“But our fins will dry out!”

“Yeah we can’t hide them yet!”

“Do you hear that? It’s the sound of me not giving a fuck.” a smile creeps on your face as the two whine and groan, calling you a bully and spitful potty mouth as they half heartedly dig their webby hands into your thigh. You tune them out. Azul will definitely make fun of them if they end up having to army crawl to get back inside.

~~~

One hour later of Vil shouting to be careful with his boxes and furniture you finally find a moment to take a breather. Fanning yourself with your shirt you think about how sore you’ll be in the morning. And you need to shower less you desire to be stink eyed at the store.

A shadow looms over you, blocking the ball of gas frying you alive. You look up, smiling at your light blocking savior, “Thanks Silvs.”

The foxboy returns your smile, offering you a glass of water. You accept, leaning back into his soft chest as he settles behind you. His hands slip under your arms to rest in your lap. The subtle ba-bump of his heart adds to the chill atmosphere he’s always surrounded with. Too bad he was warm blooded, you wouldn’t be cooling down as much as you’d like. But you will suffer. You want a backrest.

Enjoying the silence you watch the others continue with their labor. A laugh is shared when a dust cloud is sprung from a dropped moving blanket, sending multiple into a sneezing fit. The sight brings up memories from when you’d first moved in. Silver had daily sneezing fits until you did a proper dust of all the parts of the house you frequented. You had some videos of him sneezing up a storm. Your favorite was the one where he sneezed with so much force he ended up tumbling backwards into a sleeping Lilia. The father son duo’s shocked faces were priceless. Nothing in this cruel world could ever convenience you to delete this treasure of memory.

You find yourself taking his hands in yours as you mosey through memory lane. His hands were so much bigger than when you first met. Before his dwarfed yours. Now the opposite was true. Eek this mushy stuff suddenly has you feeling old.

“Do you want me to go shopping with you?” he speaks while you stretch forward to grab a paw for toe bean squishing, “you look pretty exhausted.”

“Yes, that'd be wonderful thank you. I’m sure mister fancy pants over there is going to be a picky eater.” Silver chuckles, massaging your shoulders. His toes curl slightly when you squish them.

“Better keep father away from the kitchen in that case.” you share another laugh.

~~~

Surprise surprise! Both Silver and Vil tag along to the store. The leopard had insisted on coming to make sure you got the right ingredients for his meals. And dear lord were you glad Silver was there. Not even 15 minutes in and you were an inch away from blowing a gasket. He was truly your guardian angel in these trying times.

Vil wouldn’t allow the purchase of any frozen foods and forced you to learn how to tell if the fresh fruit and vegetables weren’t prematurely picked or over ripe. He wouldn’t let you buy any premade meals, criticizing you for feeding your pets something so unhealthy. He wouldn’t even let you buy the cereal the younger boys liked, saying it was too sugary for them.

By the time you made it to the bakery section you were fuming. Silver had kept trying to reason with Vil but only managed to succeed a few times in getting him to come to a compromise. Bless this beautiful young taur for being your rock in these trying times.

“Don’t get the loafs that are about to expire!” Vil swatted at your hand like a toy for the umpteenth time, “besides this brand isn’t nearly as healthy as…” he starts another tangent, padding over to another display table to get the “correct” bread. You grit your teeth, hand clenching. Silver sets a hand on your shoulder with a squeeze, doing his best to ground you. You give him a strained smile.

While he’s picking the “correct bread” you slip away to grab something for dessert for the welcome dinner for the newbies.

“Now what do you think you’re doing?” Vil hissed seeing you return with one of those large cakes that could be used for any special occasion. Or if you just wanted cake. Nothing wrong with getting cake for the hell of it.

Your grip tightens on the dessert, “it’s tradition to have a welcoming dinner for new residents.” you state simply. You swear if he pushes your buttons one more time…

“Well there’s no need to buy low quality desserts like that. We will have one professionally made, I will not eat something so cheap. Put it back.”

Okay, that’s it fucker.

You open your mouth to tear him a new one-

“That’s enough.” Silver puts an arm in front of you as he steps forwards, baring his fangs at Vil, “you have been nothing but rude since you arrived, ordering them around like they’re your servant. You seem to have forgotten they are the one in charge, you are not higher in the hierarchy than them. If anything, you are at the bottom considering you have only just arrived.” Silver walks to stand in front of Vil. The leopard centaur has gone quiet, his ears flat against his head as the taller continues.

“It’s time you learn your place and act accordingly. If you don’t you’ll have more than me stepping in to show you.” color you both surprised. Silver had never bared his fangs at anyone before. Not even when Floyd was trying to annoy him into fighting him.

Sure you knew he was protective of you. It was because of him Floyd and Jade no longer drew blood from you when they were being playful. Silver had dove into the tank and dragged both of them out with ease after seeing them chomp down on your arm hard enough to make you bleed. He held them down until they’d stopped thrashing. Not once did he growl or cause harm other than when he fished them out. He just, sat on and stared them down. After that they gave him the same respect they gave you and Lilia.

Then there was when Sebek and Malleus accepted you as their master. Sebek didn’t take well to others taking up Malleus’ attention. He’d get extremely aggressive and snap at you for the smallest things concerning the dragon. It only got worse when Deuce and Jack were added to the mix. He was especially aggressive with Deuce, who had taken a particular liking to Malleus as a fellow reptilian.

Your fox knight had lost it on Sebek after he chomped with enough force to break two of your fingers. Silver had chased him damn near around the entire house. He was screeching at him with his high pitched bark the entire chase, nipping at his tail. You had to hold the poor gator in your arms away from him until Deuce and Jack were able to get the other two's attention as they were enjoying some flying time.

Sebek only gives you love nibbles now.

Oh and there was that time Grim nearly set your ass on fire when you made him share one of those double popsicles because you only had two and there were four of them. Silver seemingly materialized from thin air to snatch the gray kitten away before he’d even stopped being a mini flamethrower.

Also there was that one occasion with a group of karens and kevins that felt entitled to your property. They had been using your yard as a spot to let their dogs run around before you’d taken up residence. They never picked up after their pooches and got mad when you had the boys get rid of the overgrown garden (if it could even be called that by then). They’d been taking whatever vegetables there were in the mini jungle to eat while their untrained purebred pups had a field day.

One karen had a large dog that would attack any animals it saw outside the group. It made the mistake of going after Jack and Ortho. The two were chasing a butterfly while you were hanging up laundry. The dog bolted straight for them as soon as it was free from the car. Unfortunately Silver was helping you with the laundry.

Least to say none of them trespassed again.

…

Okay, maybe you shouldn’t be so surprised.

Anyway, I digress.

Vil didn’t submit completely, only shrinking back slightly and holding Silver’s glare. Thankfully the fox has settled down a lot since the incidents above. Acknowledging the leopard’s behavior change with a snort, he took the cake from you to put in the cart.

“Ruggie likes donuts more.” Vil mutters, now refusing to look at either of you. Ears slightly drooping, he mumbles the hyena doesn’t have a favorite flavor in particular but gets really happy if they have icing and sprinkles.

Silver waits for your okay before heading back to the bakery for some swapping.

Vil follows behind you for the first time since you entered the store, staring at the ground. He doesn’t say anything for the rest of the trip.

[m34gs]

Saw AU ask time! I know for our fics all the Twisted Wonderland housewardens are Jigsaw apprentices, but if they weren't...

Which dorms would remain Jigsaw apprentices and which would be part of the law enforcement? Why?

This is such a fun concept! I love it. Also, asking me to make an AU of our AU? AU-ception? Mwahahahahaha. So basically, I treated this as "everything is the same except they have a bit more trust/faith in the ability of the law".

Took me a while to think on my answers, but here is what I think:

Heartslaybul:

Law enforcement. And yes, it's because of Riddle's obsession with following rules. See, to me, there's two ways it can go for Riddle: he "learns his lesson" from the trap and agrees with it (which will happen in our current au, though I won't go into details so I don't spoil my plans for his trap flash-backs), OR he survives and is filled with so much seething rage that he dedicates his life to finding and destroying Jigsaw and all the apprentices. Which he decides he should do by pursuing a career in law because he wants to make sure the entirety of the punishment rests on them and he suffers no further repercussions. Ace and Deuce would probably follow him loyally, and Cater would make an interesting private detective in my mind. I do think if Riddle chose the side of the law rather than the side of murder, Trey might have actually joined him and the others, instead of just being distanced from the murders and turning a blind eye.

Savanaclaw:

Law enforcement. As it stands right now, in the Savanaclaw murder fic I kind of revealed part of Leona's motive for joining Jigsaw was to protect Ruggie (because in their trap, I made Ruggie suffer the most...sorry, but if Ruggie didn't want that then I guess he shouldn't have become my favourite Savanaclaw member...). I think if there was a guarantee of Ruggie's safety without compromising his freedom, Leona would grab it and I could see him turning to law enforcement as the way to secure this. Jack is easily convinced to follow the law. Ruggie may be ok with underhanded means, but he wouldn't directly oppose Leona in this matter, and I think considering he was in the trap he would be easy to persuade to join the side of the law.

Octavinelle:

Murder. Let's be real. These three? Honestly if John didn't get to them first they probably would have started murdering on their own at some point. (Jade would have for sure.) Let's just be glad they're being directed in a way so as to try and use their scary mafia-like problem-solving for the "greater good". Sort of.

Scarabia:

Law enforcement. Kalim doesn't like the murders even in our actual au. If we gave him more of an option, he would turn to law enforcement. Jamil would be the one more likely to turn to the murder. However, he can't so boldly oppose Kalim and there's no way he'd be able to keep it a secret without going crazy, and considering what's happened in the past he will not be risking overblotting again. Though, if we wanna entertain that for a moment: Jamil is the only one I could think of who might think about committing murder when his housewarden is on the side of the law. I doubt he would actually join Jigsaw without Kalim, though.

Pomefiore:

Law enforcement. Vil may have it in him to try and murder (at least, in regard to Neige), but he also has An Image. One that he has worked damn hard to build up. He also is in possession of a conscience and a rather strict moral code (see book 6 where he scolds Rook for abandoning his duties before he tells him that personally he is still glad he came for him). I think that if he had the choice between murder and law enforcement, he'd try his best to work within the law. (not that we gave him that choice...) Rook isn't going to go against his beloved Vil in such a brazen way, and I don't think murder would actually be Epel's first choice either.

Ignihyde:

Murder. Idia may try his best to fit in for the people he cares about, but for average joe's on the street who behave nasty toward others? Why would he give a fuck if they died? Plus, while he's got self-esteem issues, he also has a massive fucking ego when it comes to tech and games. He's not gonna give up the chance to experience the thrill and power trip from having someone trapped in a device of his own design. Also, he really strikes me as the type to be like "well, it was done to me so I'll pass it on because I'm still bitter and pissed over having experienced this misfortune" (I still adore him though). Ortho wouldn't dream of trying to stop him. Oh, and I think Idia is arrogant enough that he would think it's impossible for anyone to actually catch him.

Diasomnia:

Murder. We already established why Malleus's motive is really different from everyone else's. He's not gonna turn to the law because the law hasn't been able to stop Jigsaw yet, and also Jigsaw is literally dealing with people the law either isn't effective in managing or can't catch. Malleus wants both to make this world safer for Yuu and to understand John's logic and methods. He's got curiousity for days. And that's not gonna be satisfied from working within the law. After all, I firmly believe that at some point Lilia would have told him that "experience is the best teacher". Of course the rest of the Diasomnia boys will follow his lead.

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[twst-drabbles]

Honestly I would get along best with Ace and Deuce.Definely reminds me of past friends I had.Trey because he will feed me and like the stray cat I am.

Sebek or Vil.Depend on the day.I'm a quiet person pretty meek and mellow.But Sebek could press the button.I can act a bit like Leona mostly a bit messy.And Vil needs to mind his business and to snarky for my taste.

I'm just analyzing characters at this point. And giving my little headcanons that explain their actions and habits.

Ain't that interesting? Sure I get along well with Deuce but I'd unfortunately would avoid him since he hangs around Ace. Ace's first impression doesn't not bode well with me since he stiiiinks of bully vibes and I'm not about to make myself a bigger target than I already am. I mean, you're in a college, where nearly everyone is arrogant and is full of magic, and the mirror just outed you as having none! There has to be at least one person in that college that wants to make you a subject of their fun, via messing you, malign your food float over your head cause haha you can't get iiiiit.

Yeah no, Ace I would avoid like the plague because of that shit first impression. Being that as it may, I'm sure he apologizes but that kind of shit doesn't just go away, that's something you can tell Ace must have been doing for years so he's got a lot of unlearning to do. But it also becomes obvious that Ace never had close friends, that behavior he has is the kind that comes from a person who wants to be cool, believes himself to be cool, but is actually probably a fourth or fifth wheel. Hopping around from friend group to friend group but never let's himself be bothered by it cause he's cool. In denial basically. So when he actually got put into his place, his loyalty becomes something fierce cause he's confident in the fact you're willing to be loyal back. First time he ever had a friend like that.

Ah yes, Treeeey. Loves baking, love feeding folks. Food is certainly a good way to make a good impression. Friendship through foooooood. Honestly, Trey would probably take one look at how much I eat(literally not even a bowl, like, half a bowl of soup or something) and go out of his way to "make too much" and give it to me. He's chill for the most part but does have his uh... Mischief side.

Loud man that Sebek, very loud. I bet he used to be ignored in group conversations when he was smaller. He'd start to say something but then someone would talk over him so then the conversation would turn to them, doesn't help that person is probably a full fae so they're more willing to listen to them. Hence why he adopted that loudness of his. You can't talk over him if he's too loud to be talked over. Still, doesn't take away the fact he's someone who's very hard to get along with cause he's waaaaay too much. And doesn't call human by name in the first impression.

Vil is strict upon himself and upon others. Now if only he would keep those strict standards to himself cause what's he gonna do if you legit just don't care? You don't need to be more beautiful when you're already as happy as can be. The beauty standards in the acting world are horrible as is and Vil is visibly trying to bend them, but he's still someone that conforms to a specific standard. Vil doesn't judge Jack for the way he looks because his body fits the build. However, when it comes to Epel, he will not tolerate Epel trying to get overly muscular because that wouldn't fit his small build. Still, that's Vil's standard, he judges what fits and doesn't fit. Let Epel be a muscular tinker bell! If he wants to get buff, Vil should be looking into how he can make that work, not automatically reject the premise.

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❝ Dipping Them At a Banquet ❞｜Fem!Reader × Riddle, Azul, Jade, and Leona

Writers Notes: I do not write for Fem Reader regularly but I noticed that the Fem Readers aren't getting good imagines anymore that aren't weird or somewhat creepy (won't name a certain genre) or have a subservient Reader... so I just wanted to circulate some fluff!

Warning(s): Fem!Reader (no body type mentioned, no attire mentioned, no overbearing terms used), Riddle & Leona are wearing suits, Azul & Jade are wearing formal gowns, Reader being assertive (no personality mentioned).

Rosehearts

》 This formal dance of Malleus' had Riddle in a dressed down and less formal set of dorm clothes, but that didn't stop him from looking nice next to his girlfriend. The slow dance part for couples happens before he knows it and Riddle is impressed at Vil's guiding nature in your stature for dance. When the overhead lights dimmed further and a spotlight shone upon you two, he hadn't thought of much as he gripped you by the shoulders a little harder. It was then that you struck and spun him―as you had a strong hold on him by the waist―around, before dipping him and throwing him around. You had a good grip on his back and he had the abdominal muscles to hold you properly by the neck as you dip him. 

As the crowd cheers and Riddle hears some of his classmates jeer in good nature, he smiles as he says, "I didn't expect that from you, but it was rather dashing, my sweet." His silver eyes are full of love, so kiss him happily and he'll humm against you. 

Ashengrotto

》 Azul finds this get-together much more on par with what he would enjoy later in life! Oh, a party full of people he can mingle and chat with: someone had to have a business eye around here! But first, he wants to dance with his girlfriend in his flattering, formal white-tie dress of his own design. It hugs him nicely and to have your hands on his waist―on a body he's worked hard on for himself―is heavenly. Azul wraps his arms around your neck in turn, and you seem almost mischievous as your nails dig in just a bit tighter. And the shocked face Azul has when you spin him a full 360, and carefully handle him down into a dip… it's priceless! 

As you pull him back up and he can hear Floyd teasing him in a deep voice from afar, he straightens up his glasses with a blush. "My, darling, you s-sure got handsy fast. I expected m-more from you than being handsy." His knees are shaking, so please hug him. 

Leech

》 Jade lost his brother not even a few minutes into the banquet and now their matching aesthetic of long, straight black-tie dresses just doesn't fit when they're twenty feet apart. Oh well, at least he can kiss his girlfriend in greeting, and you swear you can taste a sweet lipstick through the kiss. Azul dismissed him from his post and he's surprised you had grabbed him from Azul's side to slow dance, but he does enjoy it. You so brazenly hold his waist and he chuckles evilly, winding his arms around your neck to mess with your own attire just a tad… but is surprised as you spun him around, aided by his reflexes to move his feet to stay standing, and dip Jade where he could see the gathered crowd upside down.

Jade slowly looked back to you with a slight flush, and you can see you threw him off. "My dearest, you're a sly one. You planned this, and I do enjoy a little surprise from you… !" His eyes are slitted and you can feel his heart through his dress, oh he enjoyed that a lot…

Kingscholar

》 The formal part of this banquet must have slipped Leona's mind, so perhaps he just didn't care. He was leaning on a pillar off of the main party hall and his undone buttons of his business casual outfit shows he barely tried. But when you come around, he gets a little more interested in the party. He cares not about anyone except who he brought here, and you count among them. It's a bit of a sappy moment he won't soon bring up again, but Leona does have a look of love in his steely eyes. He wants to lean in and kiss you, but you catch him off guard in a swing and holding your hands against the broad part of his back and lower. You end up stealing that kiss from him, not him stealing it from you.

His eyes are smug as he shakes his wavy hair from his face, his mouth spits out a stubborn, "Baby has a bite back. That's very enjoyable… get down here." Leona pulls you down to kiss him again, and ends up knocking you both over in the process. 

[giacomettislament]

OB stops when the person gets tired, right? So why not tire them out with some smexy time until they pass out? For Leona, Vil and Idia. If you prefer to skip this ask, it's perfectly ok! Have a nice New Year with lots of good things on your way! \(^^)/

tall figure ii

“only i know this colorful side of you.”

leona. vil. idia. 

content warning(s): explicit content, pre-ch. 6 idia ob conjectures

—It’s so dry, and your mouth burns with the feeling of sand in the air. Maybe this is just another part of your punishment for loving someone like Leona, who’s adamant on not being loved by anyone at all. You don’t dare crane your neck to look back at the man who has you bent over his bed, spearing you on his merciless cock and pounding his dick into your tight hole like he’s purposefully trying to break you.

Overblot. What a scary word. It felt wrong to even think of it, let alone be stuck with someone actually overblotting.

Leona looked more like a monster than he did himself. Covered head to toe with pools of ink, sand magic overflowing from his shaking hands, fangs ready to sink and kill, you were determined to bring back the man you loved.

“Too much… Too much…,” you whimpered out, your cheek pressed against his bed. Leona didn’t even respond, his nails digging into your hips in painful streaks as he thrust down into you, keeping you pliant and submissive underneath him. HIs hips slapped against your ass whenever he fucked you, and his pace felt relentless, as if the only thought he had on his mind was to stuff you with his cock and fill you with his cum.

You could barely feel anything in your legs. There was no doubt that your body had given out from your control a long time ago, and you were practically nothing more than just a sex toy for Leona to use until he got tired. Even if you felt a growing ache in your muscles and your core, you didn’t mind. If this was what it would take for you to bring Leona back, then so be it. You could endure the torturous process of being fucked out and overstimulated, the rancid streaks of cum and sand trickling across your skin and body, the knowledge that you were the only string between Leona and humanity.

“I want you back,” you whispered, pressing your forehead against his soft sheets. His scent was faint but there, as if to reassure you that he would be back. Your gut coiled up as he slammed his cock back into you, and an exhausted moan hitched in the back of your throat.

It would be a long process. You only pray that it will be worth it.

—Vil looks so holy, you think to yourself, that it’s hard to believe someone like him could fall to such lows for his ambitions. There’s no way that you could match his radiance when you’re being tainted by him, moving your hips up and down on his lap, pleasuring his throbbing cock even though your thighs had started burning with exhaustion a long time ago.

He coos at you, more gently than he had ever done. This side of him is so foreign and unexpected, you don’t know whether to trust this monstrous side of him or not. Vil hates pity—he works harder than anyone else for his results–yet this overblot creature croons at you for your love and your attention.

“Do you love me, my dear?” He asks. His lips are all over your neck, kissing you in wet, open-mouthed kisses. Black ink trickles down your shoulder and torso, pooling underneath you alongside the white ropes of cum that have laid there for a while. “Tell me. I want to hear your voice. Do you think of me to be the fairest?”

Your voice shakes, and you grip at his arms as you bounce on his lap. He’s thick and hard and needy, and your insides feel like they’ve been stretched to their limit with how much you’ve been fucking yourself on his dick. “Y-es, yes, I love you! You’re the fairest, Vil… Y-You’re the prettiest, fairest boy…”

He sighs, clasping his hands to your chest and letting his cold, clammy fingers fly over your skin. His metal claws ghost over your body, and you shudder at the feeling. He keeps on kissing your neck, leaving black lipstick marks over your pristine skin. “Yes… Say that again. You sound so angelic, so beautiful when you’re praising me.”

“Vil… Vil, please,” you whisper, letting him hold your hips. “Come back to me… I want you back, and I’ll love you the way you needed to be loved this entire time.”

He shifts his face, and you pause when his lips kiss the crown of your head: slowly, carefully, with all the affection this man has ever held for you in his life. “You already are, my sweetest darling.”

—He reeks of death, that Idia. If you didn’t care for him so much, you were sure that your reaction would be the same as everyone else’s. Fear and despair swirled in your stomach like poison, but you couldn’t dwell on it too much. It was hard to think about anything other than him really, especially when you were busy trying to tire him out and save the poor boy.

Your hands rubbed his cock slowly, and you pressed your fingertips against the underside of his dick. You pumped at his drooling dick, doing your best to pleasure him. Your eyes didn’t leave Idia’s face for one second, but every time you see the black ink marks criss-crossing his pale skin, your body runs cold with horror.

“Does it feel good? Stay with me,” you shakily murmur. You wish you could make yourself sound brave, but you’re sure Idia can already see the uncertainty pooling in your eyes. He pulls you close, and he bucks his hips carefully into your soft palms. A quiet moan escapes his parted lips, and he sounds more like a wounded animal than anything else.

“It’s always my fault,” he hisses, his golden eyes blazing with an emotion you can’t recognize. “Is it my fault I was cursed? Why is it that I need to take responsibility for things out of my control?”

He grabs at your face, pulling you up and looking at you straight in the eye. You feel so vulnerable under his gaze, sprawled out in front of him naked and with his cum smeared all over your hands and body.

He exhales deeply, furrowing his brows. “Do you blame me? Why do you insist on staying with me when I bring nothing but sorrow and tragedy? I can already see it—my curse is going to bring harm to you, and you’ll turn against me. They always do. So why? Why do you stay?”

Your mouth goes clammy, and his grip on you doesn’t loosen for a bit. His dick twitches, as if he enjoys seeing you tremble in submission like this. Like he enjoys catching you in fear, like a deer caught in headlights.

“Nothing bad has happened to me yet… It’ll take more than being scared for me to leave you,” you choke out.

Idia huffs to himself before he lets you go, and he presses you back towards his crotch. He seems deep in thought, but the bitterness written all over his ink stained face doesn’t dissipate for a moment. You don’t know what to do but to continue your job.

At least by doing this, you can stay by his side a bit longer.

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