#Sorry for my fixation on Yuu

[myeagleexpert]

Where would you go?

And when it's all over… malleus' overblot… grim's overblot… could we finally go home?

Translated from fan to fan, see the artist's original work from the pin: https://br.pinterest.com/pin/902690319055568269/

What's your theory about the way home?

[moka-nek0]

More GGG art!!

lil stress relief art :] i love my evil worm

alt under the cut + the two drawings I did when trying to figure out what I wanna do

[takes1]

ur blog is so pretty...

if you are okay with it, do you have any headcanons bout what type or p0rn the Karasuno boys would watch? 🌹

what type of p*rn would the karasuno team watch?

warnings. heavy nsfw under the cut. minors DNI

characters. suga. daichi. asahi. tsukki. kageyama. hinata. nishinoya. tanaka. yamaguchi. details. lots of kink discussion - just about anything you can think of

links. my masterlist. my ao3. more haikyuu. my imagines. requests open.

suga९᠀ - likes a good storyline video. loves a bad one. shitty acting gets him laughing, and he needs every chance he can get to feel as though he isn't sinning. won't say no to an amateur flick, but he likes the structure of 4k videos, and is a suuuucker for the 'oiled up' aesthetic.

asahi९᠀ - buddy has a rampant size kink that doesn't get much of an outlet. downside: most videos that cater to this are not what he wants, because of the unavoidable infantilization in most of them. so he opts for amateur vids with bigger guys turning out their smaller girlfriends, wives; extra props if there's some real, organic dirty talk, or if it happens to be super low-quality.

daichi९᠀ - has no shame about his oral fixation. face fucking. deepthroat. he's got any video with some lucky dude getting good head memorized by the title and the preview. his favorites are either: when the guy stays hands-off and silent, or when she takes a load down her throat. not much in between.

tsukishima ९᠀ - is a filthy animal with a porn addiction. will watch/has watched just about everything under the sun. he had a bukkake faze, a gangbang faze, but is now proudly serving his bdsm faze with specific interest in femdoms. shiny, black heels get him hard in an instant. has done the tried-and-true bdsm questionnaire in his spare time and does heaps of research on the community, usually as a pregame to jerking off.

kageyama ९᠀ - no particular preferences. but if he's got a crush on somebody, he will strictly watch lookalikes. it wasn't a conscious habit at first, but after the third time it happened, he couldn't articulate any other reason to look up seven descriptors in the search bar and get 0 results. how well/quickly he gets off is based on how well the actor or subject looks his crush. it's a long endeavor, too. he edges for as long as he can, and almost always does it twice.

hinata ९᠀ - can't watch porn long enough to build any strong preferences. has sensitivity/premature ejaculation issues, so he tends to just listen to whatever video he landed on. this has opened more of a pipeline to nsfw audios, instead. loves the sound of two bodies coming together, especially all the little pants and huffs in a video that aren't faked. has gotten insanely good at being able to tell if it's fake, too.

nishinoya ९᠀ - doesn't watch videos; similar problem to hinata. instead, yuu buys physical hentai novels. big fan of monster-fucking. tentacle stuff is a staple in his readable porn. he guards his collection with his life and would sooner lose a limb than have anybody go near the shelf that he keeps them hidden behind. once, asahi stood too close during a sleepover and -naturally- yuu bit him as a distraction, just to get him away from the area.

tanaka ९᠀ - wlw videos. solo-girl vids. he can't stand to watch something with a guy in it. it's huge turn-off, especially when the dude is too loud, or in the way, too soft, or straight-up ugly. learned to love the slow, women-catered stuff that's 40 minutes long and has plot to follow. also picked up a lot of tongue tricks from these vids, too. (congrats, kiyoko!)

yamaguchi ९᠀ - mmf threesomes. i think ya'll know what i'm getting at, here. either he 1: is poly and doesn't know it, 2: is gay and doesn't know it, 3: is genuinely very enticed by the idea of overstimulating a gorgeous girl, OR 4: can't see himself as enough for a potential partner, and this might be a subconscious way of evading that insecurity.

notes. i'm very sorry to any who were looking for ennoshita, kinoshita, or narita. i tried, but genuinely couldn't get anything going for any of them. they all seem like nice guys, but there's no material that i can properly make nasty.

taglist. @integers @paradoxicalwritings @yuchacco

links. my masterlist. requests open.

[zorosdimples]

mdni. cw: hybrids, oral fixations, spit. my (not so) long-awaited return to the tiger hybrid yuuji-verse.

Sunday afternoons are usually spent like this: lazing on the couch with your tiger hybrid, his broad frame curled around yours as he shields you from the stress of your impending work week. Your face is buried in his strong chest and his chin rests atop your head.

Yuuji chuffs in contentment when you reach up to scratch his rosy ears; the vocalization puffs against your hair as his soft tail gently bats your hip. When you try to withdraw your hand, he whines, chasing you with his nose. As you let him nuzzle into your touch, he begins lapping at your skin.

You chuckle; you’ve grown fond of his clinginess. “Hm?”

His affection dances from the center of your palm to the tip of your pointer finger, and he wraps his tongue around the digit before nipping the pad. He pulls away from your comforting scent and warmth—barely, as his breath ghosts your flesh—and his striped ears twitch.

“You know how you told me to come to you when I need anything?” Yuuji asks.

You hum. “Of course.”

“Well,” he gulps, cheeks blooming a ruddy color that matches his hair, “could you, um, play with my mouth?”

Unsure of where he’s headed with his request, you quirk an eyebrow.

“The vet said I had to stop chewing so much ice—remember?”

“Yeah. It’s bad for your teeth if you do it too often.”

He nods. “And I've chewed through all of my toys.”

“No new toys until next month, Yuu. They’re too expensive to replace on a weekly basis. Unfortunately, I’m not made of money.”

The hybrid’s ears flatten against his head. “I know. But my mouth feels so empty.” He shifts a little, now fidgeting with the fuzzy tip of his tail. “I—um, just need something to occupy it. My gums ache, and my jaw hurts because I keep clenching. I try to work everything out on my own, but I… I thought maybe you could help.”

Wide, sweet, earnest, Yuuji’s gaze is rich caramel. You feel a little flustered by his request—you aren’t exactly sure why—but you couldn’t possibly say no to him. You offer Yuuji a reassuring smile. “There’s no need for you to be embarrassed; I’m always happy to help. Now: open wide for me.”

Your willingness draws a pleased chuff from him, and he complies, baring his maw. Accentuated by glinting incisors, rows of honed teeth would be a frightening sight for an onlooker. But the hybrid would rather wither away than hurt a fly (unless the fly was trying to harm you). You begin by running a finger along his slick gums, gingerly massaging the pink tissue.

Garbled whines flutter past Yuuji’s drooling tongue; his eyes water, irises hazy with relief. By the time you reach his molars, you have to hold his tongue down with your middle and ring fingers, using your index to rub around his teeth. Spit pools at the bottom of his mouth and dribbles down his chin. A pleased sigh leaves his stretched lips, and his hips jerk forward, something firm brushing against your belly.

Blood rushes to your face. You swallow dryly, acutely aware of your intimate position. “Are you hard, Yuuji?”

The hybrid doesn’t try to deny it. “Thowy,” he pants with your fingers heavy on his tongue. Dew collects at his temples and his neck is blush. But instead of putting space between your bodies, he squirms closer—until his bulge presses against you, his syrupy gaze slowing your mind and seeping into your limbs.

Arousal knots itself deep in your core as you stare at your companion—hot, needy, eager. Against your better judgment, you grind against him. Losing focus, he roughly grabs your hips, mouth closing around your digits to lave and suck. He rolls onto his back and hoists you on top of him, angling you so that his throbbing length rubs you right where you need.

“Fuck,” you hiss, unable to do anything but roll your hips and chase pleasure. You extract your fingers from Yuuji’s mouth, cradling his burning face before melting into him, a heap of spit and teeth and tongue.

“I’m s-sorry,” he groans against your lips as he kneads your ass, tail grazing your ankle. “Gonna make it up to you—promise.”

[islandofsages]

HEYY!! I love your writing from what i've read and i was wondering if i could ask for a gn reader (yuu) teaching the housewardens about like classic fandom lore- like imagine them turning into matpat to explain fnaf and undertale!! 😭😭 feel free to not do this and have a good day!! Thanks :D

characters: housewardens x gn!yuu

tags: platonic, fluff, crack kinda, imagines format

warnings: swearing

author's notes: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG also all the fandoms mentioned here are all fandoms ive been in at some point :D fun times mhm

Riddle Rosehearts

He knows you’re very passionate about fandom culture but you never really had the chance to infodump about it to him

Until one day, you drop by Heartslabyul for a leisurely visit, when you see a not-so-clearly distressed Riddle sitting in the lounge

Not-so-clearly meaning he’s holding a teacup in his hand yet not drinking it, eyes closed as if he’s holding in all his emotions

You grow worried at this sight and slide next to him on the couch where he is seated, hoping you can help alleviate some of that stress

He sees you and he allows himself a sigh, then musters up a smile for you. He greets you and you cut straight to the point - can you help him with anything?

He releases a second sigh and shakes his head, telling you he only needs some sort of distraction. He just had a long day and needs to take his mind off things

You take a second to think of things that you can distract him with – that’s when a lightbulb goes off in your head. This is a prime opportunity for you

“Okay, I’m guessing you haven’t heard of Five Nights at Freddy’s since it’s a franchise from my world and all but the lore is crazy. So it starts like this…”

He wasn’t expecting to be paying much attention to the contents of what you’re saying but sooner or later, he ends up leaning towards you with his hand cupping his chin, mouth slightly agape at the story you’re telling

This inspires you to dump even more information about the media somehow at the rate that you’re going

By the end of it, he’s completely forgotten what he was so worried about. His head is full of creepy pizzerias for kids and haunted animatronics

He ends up having some trouble sleeping that night though. He’ll get you for that later.

Leona Kingscholar

He won’t lie, your interest in fandoms is too reminiscent of Idia for him – he doesn’t admit this to you obviously, since he hasn’t had the chance to

But on one particularly boring day, you decide to skip class with him and he lets you tag along for the hell of it

In the span of three seconds, he’s already off in dreamland. Sometimes you wish you had such a skill

Since you have nothing better to do and he’s way too deep in his sleep to even care anyway, you start rambling to yourself and a slumbering Leona

“Well, I’ve been thinking a lot about Undertale lately so I need to dump it all somewhere. So basically you play as this kid…”

Little do you know halfway through his nap, he wakes up from how much you’re talking. At first, he’s annoyed by your yapping but then he grows interest in what you’re saying

He’s almost tempted to try that game for himself and almost disappointed that it’s not available in Twisted Wonderland. Emphasis on almost.

When you’re done rambling, that’s when he stretches his arms over his head and yawn, commenting how noisy you were

You shrug it off. You're used to him complaining about you yapping instead of napping alongside him

…But then he asks you to tell him more about Undertale, if there's any more information you’re keeping from him out of the kindness of your heart

You smile smugly at this and his expression seems to say “don't make me regret asking” but oh, you definitely will make him regret even being friends with you in the first place

Needless to say, regrets were not the only thing he held at the end of that day.

Azul Ashengrotto

Similar to Leona, your fixation on fandom culture reminds him too much of Idia. not that that’s necessarily a bad thing - it’s more of an observation

And he gets more than an observation when you get the chance to show him what you’re made of: useless fandom culture and gaming knowledge

Speaking of Idia, he goes to you as a last resort to ask you to help him understand whatever the hell Idia’s talking about

You don’t know too much about Twisted Wonderland’s fandom culture just yet but when Azul explains the premise of a certain game and its fandom, it gives you an idea

“Sounds pretty similar to Yandere Simulator. Ooh, that one has a lot of history. Let me tell you about it…”

Unfortunately for him, he ended up unlocking your geekiness instead of having you address the things he was confused with

But at least your story makes it a bit easier to understand? He’s yet to decide that really but at least it sounds like you’re taking his lack of slang knowledge into consideration

Your infodump really gripped his attention though - it’s interesting to know another side of human culture, even if it’s not the humans of Twisted Wonderland

He would nod understandingly (or at least, politely) and thank you and your geekiness

He relays your story to Idia and finds it intriguing how similar fandom culture is in both Twisted Wonderland and your world

He would invite you to Board Game Club meetings so that you can rave and find out more about Twisted Wonderland’s fandom culture with Idia

He’d realize that was a big mistake and he may or may not have created the nerdiest pair in the world - but you guys are his nerdiest pair in the world.

Kalim Al-Asim

He’s very curious about fandom culture - he doesn’t know too much about it nor anyone who knows a lot about it so almost all the fandom information in his head are from you

He really wants to know more!!! So of course that warrants a hangout session fabricated as a study session to get Jamil’s stamp of approval

So there you are in his room, books laid out in front of the two of you but most importantly, a laptop

You two watch about a dozen videos on Twisted Wonderland’s fandom culture and as you absorb all the very-much-useful information, you sneak in tidbits from the culture of your world

“This one in particular is reminiscent of Danganronpa. Man, that one was a wild ride…”

It’s exciting to be able to talk about it with someone you trust wholeheartedly, especially Kalim, whom you know wouldn’t be so judging

He only nods in understanding at every point you made, his eyes sparkling with all the curiosity in his body

You were on your thirteenth video when you two are interrupted by a rap on the door and an unfortunately-familiar voice

So obviously you and your bestie hurriedly rush to close all the tabs on your laptop and open up something more academically-inclined

Which is obviously a…dictionary site

Jamil blinks twice at this, says nothing (but probably noting how it makes sense for you guys since you two are bumbling idiots) and walks away

If there’s any dictionary being read that day, it’d be a dictionary of fandom terminology, that’s for sure.

Vil Schoenheit

He doesn’t know too much about it - and doesn’t bother to learn much about it since he has better things to do - but since it’s you, he tries his best to be a good listener

The two of you sit down in the courtyard one day, the chirping of birds and rustling of leaves music to your ears; beauty truly is everywhere around you when you’re next to him

He’s talking about something. You’re not sure what because you’re entranced by the way his hair hangs above his eyes so elegantly. He notices this and calls you out for it

You shrug and excuse how you can’t help it - he’s like a dating simulator love interest in the real. He asks you what you mean by this. Now’s your chance to shine!

“Hmm, you know, something like Mystic Messenger? Hehe, let me tell you a bit about it…”

Unluckily for him, your “a bit” turns out to be a four-hour long ramble about the aforementioned dating simulator a little too reminiscent of Rook for his liking too

Despite his reservations, he really did enjoy hearing you talk so passionately about your interest; it’s a bonus that the topic itself is interesting

He tells you he wouldn’t mind trying out the game or at least finding out more about it though unfortunately it’s not available in Twisted Wonderland

You share his shame - until he says he’ll pitch the concept of the game to some authorities he know and perhaps make it a reality

Sorry, he’s going to what now?

You’re a little shaken. Sometimes you forget he’s a world-class model, despite his looks and mannerisms. You save your nerves for if a Twisted Wonderland version of Mystic Messenger actually ends up happening

He thanks you for enlightening him about fandom and video gaming culture. You use this as a cue to add another four hours of ranting about V’s route in the game.

Idia Shroud

You’re another victim for him to taint… or so he thought. You’re more of an ally than a victim at this point, considering how nerdy you are

He’d dump fandom lore on you and you’d reciprocate it right back. He’s genuinely so impressed with your knowledge, even if they differ by some degree due to being from different worlds

He gets more impressed when you pull up with knowledge about Twisted Wonderland’s fandom culture like damn, you really brushed up on your talking points already

Friendly rivalry aside, he really does enjoy talking about fandom culture with you and hearing about the things from your world - every story you tell adds a little color into his world

One day, the two of you are leaning on each other, on your phones because of course you are, even if you two are friends, talking still isn’t Idia’s strong suit

That’s when you blurt it out–

“Hey, wanna hear about this game called Persona? It’s a turn-based RPG and…”

Regardless of his response to your question, you ended up babbling away either way. It’s how conversations start between the two of you

You’re speaking so fast, he would have mistaken you for a rapper - or a doppelganger of himself even

Consider him entertained - he finds himself smiling by the end of your yapping and intrigued by your story

He then obviously starts to relate it to something from Twisted Wonderland, passing the listener baton to you

You don’t mind – you can stay there for hours and hours, just going back and forth with your fellow nerdy-ass friend.

Malleus Draconia

This man barely knows how to use a smartphone so you had to be a little patient with him when guiding him through the fandom culture trenches

He’s happy that you trust and cherish him enough to talk about your interests with no reservations or shame – and the feeling is mutual

On a certain weekend, the two of you are hanging out as usual. Chatting as friends would do

You don’t know why but the conversation reminded you of a certain fandom

“It’s kinda like Genshin’s community, I guess. They’re a riot, let me tell you that.”

Oh? What’s a Genshin and why is its community a riot?

You’re glad he asked – because you’ve prepared a 100-slide presentation on the history of the game and its fans

He asks you why and how did you find the time to make that. You tell him to shut up and that it doesn’t matter, he just needs to listen to you

You start and it feels like you’ll never stop – there’s just so much to say and Malleus has so much time in the world

Seeing his reactions to certain events makes you crack up and at times, you’d laugh at his shocked expressions (or sigh exhaustively, depending on the event you’re explaining)

When you finally stop, he gives you a one-man standing ovation. You blush a little at the attention and unexpected reaction but you appreciate his sentiment nonetheless. He tells you that your presentation has been very informative for him

You’re relieved to have been able to get that off your chest… and Malleus is more than ecstatic to relay the information to everyone he’s ever known. You obviously pretend that you had no involvement in his sudden investment of a game from another world.

[somefanchick]

-Kalim’s Love Language-

(This story is from Kalim's perspective anytime after the events of book four, but before book five. This does somewhat allude to events within one of the anthology books. I only know information from the English server story and events so sorry if anything is terribly out of character. I own no images. This fic is platonic and is cannon for my Yuu-sona, but I do just call them (Yuu) in the story [they/them]. Hope you enjoy!)

{I have been low-key fixating on love languages so I will probably do a headcannon dump later. :) }

TWST Masterlist

“Love language?” I looked at Silver from his place across the table. 

I had gotten Riddle, Silver, and Ruggie together for another study session while Jamil was practicing for his big game at the end of the week. I wasn’t the biggest fan of studying so we got off track as soon as Riddle went to the bathroom. We somehow got on the topic of ‘love languages’, something that apparently Silver’s father had mentioned to him while having the ‘partner talk’, whatever that means.

“Yes, father said that there were five of them and while people typically like all of them, many people have a strong preference for a few of them,” He leaned back, “It’s just labeling how you show and receive love and care. While it’s typically romantic, it also applies to platonic and familial relationships.”

I leaned forward, “Really? So I have one?”

“No duh,” Ruggie spoke up as he finished the pastry I had bought him, “Your biggest one is obvious.”

“Really? What is it?” I smiled in anticipation.

Ruggie just stared before eyeing the bag the pastry had come in, “Gift-giving. Duh.”

“Really?” I tilted my head, “But if I have the ability to get you something you really need or want then why wouldn’t I give it to you? I’m not doing anything special.”

“I believe,” Silver interjected, “that it’s that attitude that makes it one of the biggest ways of showing care.”

“Yeah, plus-” Ruggie began chewing on another pastry I had bought, “Is there anyone on campus you haven't given something to?”

“I mean,” I really thought about it, “I haven’t really given anything to (Yuu).”

“What are we talking about?” Riddle rejoined the group.

“Love languages,” I smiled, “Apparently these guys think gift giving is my biggest one, but I haven’t even given anything to (Yuu).”

“That’s because it’s (Yuu),” Riddle sat at the table, “You can’t just give them things.”

That captured my interest, “What do you mean?” 

“(Yuu) refuses anything they consider ‘charity’,” He rearranged the stationary and homework on his side of the table, “You always have to frame it as ‘repayment’ or something like that. They're stubborn like that. The only way we’ve been able to get things to them is by saying that ‘Trey made too many’ or ‘I was just going to throw this away’ or ‘I’m repaying you for something you did’. They’d never accept anything from you, Kalim.” 

Something sparked inside my stomach.

Ruggie sighed, “Now you’ve done it.”

The feeling bubbled inside me.

This caused Riddle to tilt his own head, “Done what?”

I knew what I had to do.

“By the way,” Ruggie pointed at Silver, “Silver fell asleep like two minutes ago.”

What would (Yuu) want? That was a good question. They never asked for anything other than ‘peace and quiet’ or for people to ‘shut up and stop being stupid’. None of which were gifts. 

I found myself looking out for them. Waiting for them to say something about wanting or needing something. Though it never happened. They never even complained or anything of the sort. They gave most of her lunch to Grim and the only things they bought when they went to Sam’s were for Grim, Ace, and Deuce. I thought about stepping in to pay for that stuff, but that felt like a cheap way out. I was determined to get something for (Yuu) themself.

Maybe (Yuu) would want something to improve Ramshackle. From what I could tell they spent almost all of their time there. The trouble would be figuring out what wouldn’t be ‘charity’. Riddle said that anything I gave (Yuu) they would think it was ‘charity’. So what would be the difference between a ‘gift’ and ‘charity’? Maybe practicality? (Yuu) did seem to gravitate towards practical stuff. 

“You’re the best henchmen ever!” I snapped to reality as Grim cheered. 

The two had clearly just come from Professor Crewel’s class and were now sitting on the railing in the exterior hallways. Grim was holding a quiz paper with a large ���A-’ circled in red at the top. 

(Yuu) rolled their eyes, “All I did was tell you my method for memorizing the ingredients of a Fire-Protection Potion. You’re the one that actually put the work in. That’s not my A minus, that is completely on you.”

“So,” Grim was beaming, “That means you think I did a good job?”

“I guess it does,” They smirked, “Congrats weasel.”

“I’m not a weasel!” Despite the protest I could tell he was happy with (Yuu)’s words. 

Silver appeared beside me, “Hey Kailm. What are you doing?”

“I’m still trying to figure out what to get (Yuu),” I pointed at the Ramshackle pair, “But right now it looks like Grim got an A! He’s so happy, especially when (Yuu) told him he did a good job.”

Silver shrugged, “Maybe that’s one of his love languages,” he elaborated, “‘Words of Affirmation.’ Some people really like being told that they are cared for or that they are doing a good job. And many people like to express their love verbally.”

“Oh!” I beamed, “I get it! I like hearing that too. That's why I tell others how well they’re doing. ‘Cus if it makes me feel happy, I’m sure it works on others.”

Silver smiled, “Checks out. Though I can tell (Yuu) has a hard time accepting or giving out praise.”

“Really?” I watched (Yuu) closely as she kept their eye on Grim, “Why would anyone not want to be told they are amazing?”

“Well,” Silver tried to hold back a yawn, “Maybe that’s just not how they like it. (Yuu) is hard to read.”

“Well I understand that much,” I sighed, “it’s been two days and I couldn’t tell you a single thing they could want.”

I had almost forgotten that Jamil was coming to pick me up, “Come on Kalim, you’ve got a housewarden meeting.”

“Alright,” I smiled, “Keep an eye on them for me Silver, if they want anything I’ll need you to tell me.”

Silver had fallen asleep.

Maybe I needed to take a more direct approach. However, I still wanted to reserve some surprises. So I decided to approach Ace and Deuce. (Yuu) spent so much time with them that they had to know something they would want. 

“Ace! Deuce!” I ran over to the freshmen while they laid in the courtyard, “Glad to catch you when (Yuu)’s not here. I have a question.”

“Why when (Yuu)’s not here?” Ace snapped his fingers as he sat up, “Oh is this about the love language thing Riddle mentioned?”

“Yeah, getting (Yuu) a gift-” Deuce sighed, “If you could figure out how to give it to them without tricking them then I'd be in your debt.”

Ace rolled his eyes, “They're stubborn. They’ll only take snacks from us if we bring them to movie night.”

I tilted my head, “You all have movie nights?”

“Oh yeah,” Deuce smiled, “We spend as much time at Ramshackle that Trey will allow us to. I think they enjoy the company, though they’d never say it. Plus it gives us all kinds of opportunities to try and slip them something they need but won’t get themselves.”

Ace pointed at his friend, “Remember when you tried to get (Yuu) to take one of your winter coats so you left it in the dorm over winter break. Only for them to give it back to you completely untouched when we came back?”

“You say that as if you didn’t do the same thing,” Deuce crossed his arms, “And then you decided to rent a horror movie to get back at them.”

“No! I just wanted a horror movie,” The redhead was almost pouting, “Besides, I didn’t see you complain when (Yuu) agreed to play a boardgame with us afterwards. What was your excuse again? ‘So I keep myself from having nightmares’.”

Deuce pouted, “Shut up Ace.”

I couldn't hold in my chuckle, “You have boardgame nights too? And (Yuu) likes them?”

“Yeah, I mean they stay,” Ace smiled, “Besides, I’d be able to tell if they were really bothered by us hanging around them all the time.”

Silver walked over, “I believe father called that one ‘Quality Time’.”

“Silver?” I smiled, “‘Quality Time’?”

“Basically means you like to be around the people you care about,” He sat on the well wall, “Could be talking with them about random things or simply sitting in silence. It’s just the fact you’re spending time together.”

“I love spending time with people,” Deuce stood up, “Makes me feel happy.”

Ace joined him standing, “You are such a sapp.”

“Oh shut it,” Deuce shoved him lightly, “You say that like you don’t like it too.”

“You mentioned they needed a coat?” I tried my best to focus, though it wasn’t easy, “Maybe I could get them one.”

“No point,” Ace shrugged, “If they wouldn’t accept one from us, there’s no way they’ll take one from you. Plus, now it’s not even cold enough to need one.”

“Right,” I bit my lip, “I’ll keep thinking about it. Thanks for your help.”

“Sliver down!” Ace rushed to catch the boy before he fell in the well, Deuce right beside him.

(Yuu) spent the next week working on some project for the headmaster. He had instructed them to take photos of some of the clubs in their ‘uniforms’. When they came to my club I took it as an opportunity to see if I could figure out what they might want. 

“Kalim,” (Yuu) interrupted my train of thought, “Let me fix that. You don’t want to look like a mess on camera.”

They began fixing my collar and beanie, focusing mostly on the collar. 

“Alright,” They finished with my collar and turned, “You’re next Cater. Once I get you all sorted I’ll let you play a few sets and snap some photos.”

They moved to work on Cater on the other side of the room. 

Lilla appeared at my side, “Now that’s a good example of ‘Acts of Service’.”

“Oh,” I smiled at the junior, “did Silver tell you about those love languages too?” 

He giggled, “We did have a conversation about them.”

“What does ‘Acts of Service’ mean?” I sat on my drum throne.

“Well,” He grabbed my drumsticks and handed them to me, “It means showing your care through helping others. Big things, like helping in dire situations. Or even small things, like making sure you look good in a picture.”

“So like how they were fixing my collar?” I lit up, “Or helping with Jamil’s overblot?”

“I’m sure some of that might have been out of necessity,” He put his hand to his mouth to hide his smirk, “But (Yuu) does let some of their care slip through the cracks. I’d reckon that ‘Acts of Service’ is one of their main love languages,” He then focused on me, “Say, Silver mentioned you were trying to find a gift for (Yuu).”

I leaned forward, “Do you have an idea?”

“Personally I’m a fan of catering to the other person’s love language, but when that can’t be done,” He closed his eyes to smile, “Then maybe try just giving something from the heart. They can’t say no then. Though I suppose that’s pretty cheesy.”

“Hm,” I watched (Yuu) as she finished working with Cater, “Yeah. Maybe.”

I picked something out. I honestly don’t know if they’ll like it. I just saw it in town when I went out with Rook and Epel. I just locked eyes with it and thought of (Yuu). So I bought it. That leads me to now. Jamil was at Basketball practice, so I thought it would be the best time to visit them alone. I knocked on the door.

“Hello?” (Yuu) opened the door looking dead on their feet, “Kalim? What are you doing here?”

“(Yuu)!” I kept smiling, “Can I come in?”

“Sure,” They opened the door, “Grim’s not here. It’s just me.”

“Well that’s good,” I came in, “Because I came here to see you.”

“Me?” (Yuu) led me towards the lounge, “What could you possibly want with me? If it is a favor then I’ll have to ask you to take a number. Crowely has me booked.”

“Oh it’s nothing like that,” I had kept the box behind my back, “I just wanted to-”

“Shoot, I forgot I have to-” suddenly (Yuu) stumbled, I immediately dropped the gift on one of the plush chairs and grabbed their shoulders.

“Are you okay?” I guided them to sit on the sofa with me, “Is now a bad time?”

“It’s fine,” they were struggling to keep their eyes open, “I’ve just been working hard with class and Crowely. Plus my insomnia’s been flaring up again. Don’t fuss over me. I’m fine.”

“I don’t think-” before I could finish my thought, I heard a light snore from my side. 

(Yuu) had fallen asleep. Their head soon landed on my shoulder and their snoring faded into the sound of breathing calmly. I had never seen them so peaceful. They almost seemed like they were leaning into my touch so I slowly shifted them rest in my arms. 

I had almost completely forgotten about the box on the chair. It was a book about the history of the Scalding Sands. I had seen them reading random history books and other non-fiction in the library or around campus, so I thought they might appreciate it. Plus I was going to give it with the promise to let them visit some time. I’m sure they’d want to see as much of the world as possible, seeing as they weren’t from here. 

That seemed unimportant now. They seemed much too tired to do anything except stay in my arms. I remembered the last love language Sliver had explained to me, ‘Physical Touch’, showing care through physical affection or touch. I think I realized in that moment that despite how prickly (Yuu) seemed, that was probably their biggest love language. Just like how gift giving is mine.

[lore-grandma]

I’m bored so take some thoughts, theories, and ideas.

Does riddle’s collar work on yuu? Like it doesn’t seem to do much except to remove magic. Which makes sense when it’s a magical being, but yuu is magic-less. So it’d be more like an embarrassment tactic, like those “I broke the dress code” tshirts. Which honestly considering the fact that Ive heard stories of those shirts becoming well loved by the students (I’m sure this happens like in 2/10 schools that have such a thing) would imply that if yuu is confident enough, that they could make it fashionable. I can totally see rook getting into it. It’s more likely that after getting uncollared that yuu is like “you know what? I kinda liked the look of that collar, I’m going to make a recreation of it.”

Hilarious image of yuu asking ace or deuce to get collared so yuu can look at the details closely. Also less funny but still around that level, imagine the face riddle makes when yuu asks him to summon the collar again so yuu (I’m just gonna to default to my yuu is reader thing, I’m sorry I tried so hard.) can wear it and or look at it closely. Likely after ace and deuce rejected yuu on the getting collared front, because fair.

Vil somehow stays over at ramshackle again, and levitates his luggage in and while he and you wait for him to finish, you turn to vil asking him to not poison the snacks again. You mention how it was shitty of grim and adeuce to sneak a bite, but there was a cake with your name on it and was very pissed that it was no longer edible. At least if one of the idiots ate it, it would’ve been enjoyed. But you just had to waste food.

You are still pissed about that situation, and vil feels that angry glare you spare him with.

Leona somehow ends up sleeping in the middle of the ramshackle lawn. You don’t do anything about it because at least he’s not bothering anyone.

Somehow you became friends with idia online without knowing, yes this is the same plot as with Lilia, but like you don’t play games together, but do rant about whatever media you’re fixated on.

You and grim go to scarbia a lot for free food, in exchange for taking advantage of Kalim’s kindness and Jamil’s patience, you keep an eye on kalim. Mostly distract him for a couple of hours so Jamil can sleep.

You have not willingly stepped foot in azengrotto because it’s overpriced. And azul doesn’t give out amazing discounts. You’re still pay 20 bucks even if it’s a buy one meal get one free deal.

You found malleus walking around one cold winter night and forced him inside to enjoy some hot chocolate. You insisted he stayed the night and that since the performance camp thing that there were plenty of clean and semi renovated rooms. You also offered to strip all those beds of their blankets to pile onto his bed so he can be warm.

You and Ruggie can stuff together, most of the time it’s whatever you can buy from the store, scavenge, and garden. Ruggie does take most of it with him, but you get about 10%. Mostly because I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s because you’re simply housing the supplies and a good portion of canned goods. Ruggie mostly finds the food that gets canned, but occasionally you and Ruggie will make some soup that can get canned for later.

One day the teacher was out, someone was asleep in class so everyone kinda just started making a structure with the books around the sleeping fella.

If Vargas like had a room that sometimes gets used for when you have to take a test/lecture on nutrition and general health, then I can see him walking in on this and immediately being like “I’ll help”.

I came up with a cuter idea. Trein was out for a long while, and Lucious was in charge somehow, but he was sleeping so the students started making a fortress of sleep.

Crewel forces everyone to put the books back immediately, it’s like he knows. He wasn’t even in the room.

Sam’s not a teacher but still hilarious if this were to happen in his store. Probably a little confused. Wouldn’t be surprised if a little angry. But also a little concerned because why is someone sleeping in his shop? That’s for him to do.

It’s weird how there’s like 3 teachers. Like I wouldn’t be surprised if some classes like English and math are covered by ghosts. Or classes are just huge.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

When you think about Raven and when you look at and remember other people’s Yuusonas, when does it feel too much or is there a line for Yuusonas? Because sometimes I look at my own Yuusonas and feel that I am doing to much for him. Like what he can do, what he likes, his lore. I shame myself that I am doing too much but it feels right.

I was surprised when I learned that (Ms./Miss/Mrs.?) Raven was similar to my own Yuusona, Maeve. The biggest that I did was made him related to Crowley,being able to use magic and fight, and I already feel like I crossed some line. It fits on how I see his story play out and I don’t want to overhaul him.

I just vented a bit, I’m sorry about that. What I’m trying to ask is that what do you do if you start to feel that your character becomes too much? Because for me, I want to brain dump and put out every little detail about Maeve to people and get feedback from other people. Outside of the one person I can actually talk to about Twisted Wonderland.

It sounds to me like you’re tackling two different things here? 😅 Both are related to OCs, but one seems to be focused on activity/frequency of content and the other one seems to be focused on originality or how one's OCs compares to others.

Before I address both points, I'd like to clarify that while many people OCs in the Twst fandom are Yuusonas, it's not the case for every OC. "Yuusona" refers to a character made as a stand-in for Yuu, oftentimes acting as a self-insert or a "better version" of the creator. However, characters that aren't stand-ins for Yuu by definition are not Yuusonas. Residents and NRC students hailing from Twisted Wonderland, for example, are OCs, but NOT Yuusonas (since Yuus are generally magicless and/or transmigrated from another world). In other words, Yuusonas are OCs, but OCs are not Yuusonas. By these measures, my own Twst character (Miss Raven) is an OC but NOT a Yuusona.

To your first point: it depends on the individual. Every person has their own threshold for when they’ve shared their creative works “enough”. For example, there are entire blogs dedicated to just posting about a Twst OC, whereas I scarcely post about my OC unless I am asked about her. I know people who only indulge in their ship, while I prefer to build extensive lore for my character beyond the initial ship. Some people are just shier than others and keep their stuff private, some people are more outgoing and want to be publicly active. That’s a metric you need to gauge and set for yourself, because 2) no one else knows you like you know yourself and 2) again, everyone’s comfort level with this varies.

I noticed that you mentioned not just one’s own creations, but also “[looking] at and “[remembering] other people’s Yuusonas”. This phrasing makes it sound as though you may be in the habit of comparing your work to others’ work, and I’m always going to be of the mindset that this is a mistake. Comparison in certain instances is fine (maybe you like someone’s art style or writing technique)—but becoming fixated on what others are doing is the start of a slippery slope. You may then set arbitrary standards to meet or try to use other people’s posting schedules as a yardstick to “judge” your own performance. This can feed into a viscously unhealthy cycle. “I’m not doing the same amount as X”, “I’m doing more than X”, “X has more engagement than I do”, “I have more engagement than X”, etc. It’s setting yourself up to be in a constant competition, and there’s no winning with a game that doesn’t end.

You should do whatever you think is most fitting for yourself. If it “feels right” to you, then go for it. Find ways to push past the shame and the little voice that tells you “that’s cringe”. Whatever others are doing is the pace they’ve set for their own comfort, and you shouldn’t let what other people are doing dictate your own actions. Remember that making and playing with OCs is, first and foremost, self-indulgent—so put yourself first and have fun with it!!

To your second point: there is no such thing as an original idea. I certainly am not the first to have an OC that is Crowley’s relative or the first to give their OC magic. However, even if I was somehow the pioneer of these things, that does not grant me the exclusive rights or the trademark for them 😭

Two separate people could come up with similar traits for their OCs by pure coincidence; you’ll find tons of overlap in any fandom, especially in Twst if you find two characters twisted from the same Disney inspiration. So long as there wasn’t blatant art theft, plagiarism, tracing, malicious intent, etc. there’s no issue if your OC is similar to another person’s OC 🤷‍♀️

No line was crossed. You don’t need to overhaul anything. And again, you shouldn’t worry about what other people are doing; it has no bearing on what you’re doing. Think of the fandom like a massive sandbox. Everyone has their own little slice in it and has their own toys to play with. There’s no need for anyone to step into someone else’s slice of the sandbox or to worry about the toys someone else has or what they’re doing with those toys. You have your own toys that you made and are happy playing with, so just stick to your slice of the sandbox! As long as you’re having fun and not hurting anyone or imposing yourself on them, it’s fine.

Last thing I have to say is 💦 while I 100% understand being eager to share and chat about your creations, it’s… unfortunately not a guarantee? Validation is nice, but not necessary, and no one is for certain going to engage with the posts they come across. We have to learn to be accept that and carry on. Maybe it would be good to start small or just focus on sharing with a group of friends to build confidence first? It’s much easier to interact with familiar faces than the entirety of the internet. This is what I tend to do when I want to get feedback on big ideas or projects I have.

I hope that you find this advice helpful ^^ Good luck with your creations!

[arcreactordreams]

"Im so sorry to bother you at home"

Starring: Nishinoya Yuu

Sypnosis: He has been trying to hit on you subtly for quite a few time, but he has grown a little more determinate now.

Request: Hello! Could you please write a Nishinoya x female reader where she’s seen by everyone as a serious, menacing person, when in reality she’s really just socially awkward and dense? Nishinoya tries hitting on her doing the usual tricks like flowers and bears and pick up lines but she’s just confused. Finally he just becomes more direct with her and honest and slowly she falls for him too? I’m sorry if it’s a bit too detailed and it’s okay if you don’t do this haha it’s been at the back of my head for a while

A/N: This one was so cute to write!, i tried to be really quick making this but the inspiration came to me like a thunder and here we are. Remember i use she/her in this fic.

Nishinoya Yuu. The thunder of the Karasuno team, always so energetic and kind, oftenly called delusional by his feelings towards Kiyoko, little did they know that it wasent a crush, he admired her and by that her personality and how she acted; But he liked you, he admired you and wordshipped the very floor you stepped on.

His tries were almost pathetic, sure he could tell Kiyoko anything btu it was different when it was you, he shacked and mumbled like a little kid inlove everytime he crossed any words with you. Everyone could tell but some way you didnt; Not even the flowers he gave you, little gifts he made for you with his own hands (which were a cute detail since he isnt pretty good with manualities) But from time to time his friends started to see that there was no response tho this little acts.

"She doesn't like you and she's acting like that to decline your feelings nicely" He heard one of them said, his heart ached but then Hinata spoke answering to the previous person, his words were filled with determination and his obvious spark that always bringed hope to everyone. "And what if she isnt?, she could see it was a friendly gesture. Nishinoya haven't talked about his feelings openly to her"

Hinata had a point, Sugawara and Daichi agreed, yes Nishinoya and his friends could think those hints were obvious enough to tell that he was completely head over heels inlove with you. But they know him as a friend and since pretty long time comparing to you; They weren't you and that meant they didnt feel or thinked like you.

He planned his confession, would you like something big? the whole school knowing?, No, it will make you agree by social pressure, Did you liked him enough to say 'Yes' without much people knowing? Oh God.

It was 6PM on a friday. He can remember it vividly, his steps were hard on the floor and his fingers were digging into his shirt and on the little box he held, his palms sweated and his face was red; He knocked at your door. After a few minutes you opened the door.

"Hey, im so sorry to bother you at home" he started as he saw you, his face blushed and his cologne was subtle as always. "I know that this might be hard but... I dont know what to say" he started panicking.

"I like you a lot" He finally stated after a sigh, his gaze fixated on the floor, the blush on his cheeks made him look heated, his breathing was heavy and his mind was longing and pleading for an answer.

"Are you being serious?" You spoke, a hidden tint of amusement in your voice, his feeling were glowing as he answered "Of course i am, why wouldnt i? i like you so much" He said as he took another step, reflecting his mind and then doing the opposite and stepping back, he didnt wanted to make the situation awkard, he just wanted to finally be totally sincere with you.

little did he know you liked him aswell, but oh lord he is the happiest man alive.

"Hey, i bringed this for you too" He said as he smiled at you, more confident and smug after your answer, handing you a little figure you have been longing to have since quite a few time. He buyed it for you since the first day you mentioned it but he decided to wait untill the ocation was perfect, and sure it was.

[brights-place]

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Welcome Lovelies, This was made by the lovely poll I created on tumblr for people to choose an x reader and the winning vote out of 366 votes was a raven queen Reader!

I hope you do quite enjoy this and maybe if your interested check out my other books! Im writing this the same time I have started writing the heartsabyul arc for my Nimona! Reader book so maybe check that out.

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Raven who is now known as [Name] in this book is based off of obviously Raven and yes Yuu will be replaced by Y/n aka Raven will be represented in this book mostly yes people hate having a main character who has the traits of the character already so if you don't like it click off the book which is my polite way of saying if you don't like it you can leave if you continue on thank you for being polite to read and hyper-fixated persons work.

This story is purely fictions and made up for creativity and self improvement for my writing and getting better at my grammar along with my English as-well there's also scenes that you may not accept that I have already listed above.

Be wise in the reading and leave if you aren't comfortable with the items. If you do continue reading I hope you enjoy the story and have a wonderful time reading it. English is not my first language but I'm trying to progress and make it better for the future.

I thank to my followers and people so far who have read the menace of so called stories of mine especially my top books.

I also know I'm slow and I forget my books I'm trying I really am with the best I can do currently.

I sometimes don't update books for months due to writers block and don't know what to do next but I love writing and I will always do my best im sorry for starting more books then last time.

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Other then that I hope you enjoy this book and I hope this will feed you all even though I've been trying to make my books get better.

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[catsr-reallycool]

@miodiodavinci HI sorry for tagging you so much. I just. I’m. I’ve been obsessed with your stuff for the past few weeks. Especially ZOLA PROJECT and like everything ya thank you so much for ten thousand more hyper fixations other than butcher vanity haha ahah haahah also I’m really. Sorry if the wil fanart looks weird it’s super old and like my first ever zola project piece I’m so worried about doing them dirty the only reason why I haven’t made more work is because if I mess up on one detail my brain goes into Meltdown and I explode. the end

also did you know I like pink men haha Salvador haha Vy2 haha Yuu I’m not biased trust me I promise it’s just how they act yup yup

[blondeaxolotl]

🔆anon

Hi, I was the one who asked about SebekxJamil. (I was a bit shy on putting my anon tag, sorry). Forgive me if you don’t want my extra words on this. But I asked about SebekxJamil just to think of something funny, but now I can’t let go.

Silver and Kalim are friendly so I think Jamil and Sebek would interact enough. We see them interact in one of their ceremonial robes vignettes, (I don’t remember which) and they didn’t immediately hate each other. And that’s progress for both of them, especially so early in the story.

I would think they wouldn’t be fond of each other, just friends of friends of people they have to look after. Jamil would think Sebek is too loud and Sebek doesn’t get why Jamil can’t see Malleus’ greatness and why he’s so secretive and quiet and likes to hide in the background.

Neither really is fond of the other, but they do notice a click. They’re both serious people who want to make sure everything is done smoothly, and they do have hiccups (usually because of Sebek), but they aren’t like massive issues. And they both find they can relate to one another, like on making sure their “friends” is not going to die. Kalim needing someone who knows how to do stuff and Silver needing someone to make sure he’s found if he falls asleep in the woods again, or in any of the other places he can fall asleep.

And somehow they grow from not fond of each other to a sort of begrudging friendship/respect. They can start to understand how the other works after spending time together. Sebek understand’s Jamil’s struggles and quietness, Jamil understands Sebek’s struggles and loudness. And the more they understand the more they become actual friends.

The become closer and closer until. S**t. They both realize they’re deep into crushing and can’t get out. And now that they’ve realized, they’re both awkward about it. Neither notices the other person is weird since they’re so in their own feelings, but everyone else notices. Especially Kalim and Silver who immediately try to push the two together. (Especially Kalim because I like your idea of Kalim being a menace.)

Then finally, they do get together. They are deeply in love and it’s obvious to those who know them, but they don’t go talking about it so others don’t often know. Then one of them admits they’ve been dating for months and everyone else in the room is silent and confused.

And I’m just shoving them together because they are going to be my next fixation for a week. Sorry again if you don’t want my rant, but I hope you had fun reading.

Hello 🔆anon!!! Both Jamil and Sebek actually interact in both of their ceremonial robes vignettes!! :), In Jamil's, Sebek accidentally got lost and entered Scarabia's mirror by mistake instead of Diasomnias and Jamil helps him find his way back. While in Sebek's, he, Jamil, Grim and Yuu help carry chairs out of Ramschakle and it starts off as a struggle before they all agree to listen to Sebek ramble about Malleus and make tea for them if they end up finishing the job sooner. So they're in both eachothers vignettes!! :)

I can definitely see the appeal of them now! It might not be my cup of tea but I can see why others like it! It's a pair I'd probably draw at least once probably. Thank you for sharing your ramble about them!! It was interesting/fun to read hehe

[qierxing]

Painting the Roses Red

Commissioned by the delightful rainbowsillz Yan!Riddle x F! OC | Continuation of this TW/CW: Non///Con, Oral Sex, Manipulation, attempted murder, unhealthy relationships

And many a tear we shed Because we know They'll cease to grow In fact, they'll soon be dead

Her fingertips are oily.

It’s a gross thing to fixate on, but she can’t help it. For the past few days, she has been running her fingers through her hair out of an instinctive habit. Yuu keeps hoping that her fingers will snag on silk and the familiar tug of a hair strand will happen, but to no avail. Instead, her fingers only get stuck on tangled curls and greasy strands of unwashed hair. 

Automatically, her hands drop to her collarbone, but reality is still cruel. All her prized possessions are gone no matter how much she wishes for it. Perhaps if she closed her eyes, she’ll be able to find them in her dreams.

Three hollow knocks echo through the house.

Her stomach twists in on itself. She knows it’s silly to be so afraid. If she must get morbid, then she would know better than anyone that he would not be the one waiting on the other side of the door. No, in the end, it most likely will be her succumbing out of desperation. At least that’s what the writer in her mutters bitterly.

And yet, she pauses before the main doors of Ramshackle.

What if it is him? Then what will she do? Her eyes slide to the side of the door to the shoe rack before stopping at the umbrella leaning next to it. For a moment, she wonders if it’ll be enough if it’s used as a bludgeon. Yuu quickly snaps her gaze away, shaking her head. How crazy has she become these days?

When she opens the door, a familiar figure greets her eyes and she almost collapses from relief. 

“Can I come in?” Trey asks, head tilted in a weary smile while carrying a tin of cookies.

–

The cookies pair extremely well with the cheap tea bags Yuu got from Sam’s store.

“Sorry to disturb you like this out of the blue.” Trey is so polite, letting her snack on most of the lemon cookies he brought over. He’s barely even touched his cup of tea, which is a shame, because the tea and cookies are quite tasty together.

“No, no, you’re fine, Clover-senpai.” She says. “Is something the matter?”

Trey gives that sheepish looking smile again, meanwhile rubbing his hand over his neck. It’s a nervous tick that she’s familiar with. After spending so much time in Heartslabyul, it’s nearly impossible to miss it. 

“The thing is…” He starts slowly. “The dorm’s fine and all, but the mood’s been off these past few days.”

Cold chills run down her back.

“Ever since the tea party, Riddle’s been a bit…tense.” Trey sighs, finally meeting her eyes again. “Did…you guys have an argument or something?”

An argument. Despite the dread and nausea curling in her gut, she refrains from giving a sharp laugh. She settles on saying, “That’s one way to put it.”

There’s a pause while Trey purses his lips while clasping his hands.

“I don’t want to pry, and it’s not any of my business,” Trey finally says, breathing out a heavy sigh. “But Riddle is my friend and I don't want to see you two go through this.”

Her fingers are already shakily combing through her hair (she should really wash it soon). Another silence goes on. Trey clears his throat, fiddling with the teacup in front of him.

“…also Riddle wanted me to tell you that he has your hair ribbons and brooch.” Crushed flowers and grass flashes in her vision and the urge to vomit rises within her throat. How despicable. Knowing full well what those items meant to her and holding it above her head can only be a childish tyrant’s actions. Still, he has her right in the palm of his hand. It’s a subtle ultimatum that already speaks for itself.

“…will a letter suffice?” Humiliating defeat. Blood roars through her ears, and yet she can only manage a pitiful response. 

It’s obvious Trey is taken back, but after looking at the expression on her face, he drops his eyes and nods. “I can make sure it gets to him.”

Her lips curl into a cracked, sharp grin. If she couldn’t have the honor of saying what she wants to the culprit himself, then she can make sure the words written in smooth cursive will carry all the fire and spite she harbors.

“Wonderful.”

—

“You’re back.” 

Trey nods uneasily at Riddle’s greeting. His housewarden doesn’t have to say anything else, merely holding out a waiting hand. There’s a small pause, a questioning whether Trey should really do this, but it’s gone the moment Riddle’s eyes narrow in impatience, and the letter is in his gloved hand without another word.

Trey watches apprehensively as Riddle slices open the envelope with a letter opener. Bronze handle, with the blade being a sturdy iron. It’s a little thing that escapes most people’s notice, but he remembers. The gift is something Riddle cherishes deeply ever since he received it. After all, only two people send letters to Riddle: his mother, and the Ramshackle prefect.

Trey waits. Riddle’s eyes scan over the papers in his hands. He’s not sure what is going through Riddle’s head right now. He wasn’t privy to what Yuu wrote in her letter nor did he want to be nosy. But he remembers her face. That alone itself is enough for reservations.

Riddle laughs, jarring Trey from his train of thoughts. Trey watches in intrepidation as his housewarden chuckles as if he’s been told the funniest joke of them all.

“Yuu has quite a sense of humor.” Riddle’s laughs finally die down to amused chortles, still reading the paper as fondly as one would read a love letter. However, Trey is quite sure that the contents within that paper are not professments of affection. 

“Trey.” The vice housewarden straightens out of habit at Riddle calling him. His tone indicates an order to be bestowed. “Prepare for another tea party.”

The fifth day of the month has passed a week ago. There’s no Unbirthday parties scheduled in the near future. It’s evident this tea party will not be a public one. But what can he do now? He is only a subject under Riddle’s iron hand—and it is his duty to serve his Queen.

“Of course, Housewarden.”

—

Yuu arrived five minutes early, to account for unexpected matters.

Things such as being stopped for holding a cast iron pan and a dark expression. Thankfully, it seems that other Heartslabyul students knew better than to stop the Ramshackle prefect, and especially not when she’s mad. They quickly slink to the side as they side eye her walking past, casually swinging the pan back and forth in time with her steps. 

She’s sure at the very least it will give Riddle some pause, even if it’s suspicious. It’s not like she has any magic to defend herself with. So he must give some lenience where due.

Trey is waiting for her by the door to the garden. His gold eyes drop to the pan in her hands for a quick second before meeting hers again. He nods in gentle encouragement.

“Go on in. Everything’s set up already.”

Yuu still isn’t really prepared when she steps through the door. She thought the pan in her hand would give enough courage to get through the freezing fear of seeing red. It’s not the same setup as before. There’s no whimsical decorations. Just a simple table with refreshments. And yet, her grip on the pan almost loosens at the sight of the boy sitting at the table.

“You’re on time, for once.” He smiles over his cup of tea, not caring at how her face twists in instinctive disgust. If he’s noticed what’s in her right hand, he gives no indication. “Come, sit.”

Still, Yuu is annoyed–she should be the one driving this conversation, not him. She makes a point by deliberately setting the pan on the quaint table, right next to her teacup. Riddle finally acknowledges the action with a frustratingly fond smile that has Yuu’s blood boiling. She huffs, and allows Riddle to pour her tea.

“Where’s my brooch and ribbons.” It’s not a question. She doesn’t really care for where he has them, all that’s needed is for him to do his part and hand them over. That was part of the deal they made. She hoped that that rigid, upright part of him would still be somewhat intact, even after everything.

Riddle clicks his tongue in mock disapproval. “Patience, my love.” The nickname is enough to have her gripping her teacup too tightly. She’s starting to reach for her pan when thankfully, he reaches within his overcoat and brings out her precious items. They bear no sign of being under duress, all sparkling clean within his palm. Yuu pushes away the thought of how it was like the perfect crime scene; unblemished with no traces to the culprit.

But when Yuu reaches out desperately to grab the accessories, Riddle curls his fingers around them and pulls them out of her reach. Like a cliffhanger, she is left exclaiming in barely contained rage and confusion. 

“Give them back! You–” She has to stop herself, remind herself where she is on this precarious slope. “Riddle. Please. You promised to give them back if I came here.”

“I did.” Riddle once again raises his tea cup to take another agonizing long sip. “I’m simply adding some terms before I do.”

The urge to bash his head in comes back in a violent rush. Who does he think he is?

“And what exactly are those terms?” Yuu asks, curling her fingers once again around the pan next to her. Riddle’s steely eyes only glint in amusement. 

“First, you are not to associate yourself with those underclassmen ruffians anymore.” The verdict is delivered as a death sentence: cold, unfeeling, and absolutely unreasonable. Before Yuu could even try to protest, he continues without even pausing.

“Second, you are to stay by my side as often as possible.” This term has her stopping in her tracks. Ironically, it was more reasonable than the first one. But this is not a contractual term. No, it’s one of his beloved rules-meant to uphold the core of his world.

“My world does not revolve around you, and yours shouldn’t revolve around mine.” Yuu spits the words in choked frustration. “Even if you’re my friend, you’re going way too far.”

Riddle only stares, iron hues boring through her. Yuu feels like she’s being chipped away, slowly but surely against her will. Heartslabyul’s housewarden has always been noted to be headstrong and stubborn. These traits are what won him his throne, after all.

“To correct you, we’re not friends,” Riddle closes his eyes while taking another sip. “How can we be friends, after sharing such an intimate moment together?”

He’s not listening. Of course he isn’t. Why would a Queen deign to listen to a puny subject’s pathetic cries? It doesn’t make her any less angry though. 

“You’re crazy, “ she seethes. Riddle laughs, stern face breaking into a hauntingly delighted smile.

“Am I? I must say, you’re crazier for thinking you can just walk away from me.” His chilling words don’t match his smug face at all. 

She doesn’t hesitate or pause, yet by the time she’s grabbing the pan and bringing it over her head, Riddle’s eyes flash and she’s restrained by some unknown force. It digs into her wrist, making her release the iron pan by instinct and it clangs upon the ground, sliding away a good few feet. Damn him, she couldn’t even see how he activated his magic–his magical pen is nowhere to be found. 

“Oh dear, you weren’t going to resort to violence, were you?” Yuu snarls at Riddle’s condescending chuckle. “It would be most unladylike. Besides, I think you’re forgetting that I’m one of the more powerful mages at this school.”

“Spare me the lecture,” she hisses, tugging at her wrists, desperately trying to dislodge whatever is pinning her in place. Sadistic bastard. 

“There wouldn’t be a need for a lecture in the first place if you would just listen.” Yuu doesn’t miss the sharp edge to his scolding. She finally realizes something about this unknown force purposely digging into her skin, pinpointing her veins and nerves—it reminds her of curved rose thorns, sharp and unforgiving, and completely nasty to remove.

She had walked into a trap.

—

In a way, Yuu was glad to be inside. There were many outdoor elements she would not be fond of at the moment. 

She would still rather it not happen at all. The unknown force had returned at full power and dug into the junction of her wrist and waist when Trey asks her if she is okay. Yuu can only smile as pain flares from nerves being stretched to their limits, assuring him she’s fine. Riddle only took advantage of her inability to speak more to override her completely, sweeping her away to his bedroom with the excuse that she needed rest. 

He’s gotten better, she notes. As she lays upon velvet covers with hair and clothes fanned around her like a halo, it’s the only thing that she can really think of without wanting to vomit. A high pitched moan echoes in the room and Yuu realizes through groggy dizziness that it was from her. The realization is snuffed by another bolt of pleasure wracking through her body, making her arch her back and scream.

Riddle rises above her spread legs, ironed shirt and blazer discarded, humming in satisfaction. A lithe pink tongue peeks out and swipes away shiny liquids coating the lower half of his face. He runs a careless hand to push back his hair, smirking down at her boneless form and glazed eyes. 

“Good girl.” Shame floods her as more cum drools out of her hole in response, a deep seated wanting burning through her body. Gritting her teeth, she can barely even push herself up on a pillow in an attempt to orient herself when Riddle traps her with his arms on the headboard.

“Now, now,” he coos. “We’re not finished here.”

Her breath is stolen away in a single, feral thrust that has her scrabbling for hold on Riddle’s shoulders. 

—

Something shiny draws her eye from the nightstand. When she strains her neck to see what it is, her chest tightens. 

The antique letter opener was one of the most expensive items she had bought when she arrived in this world. Yuu would never have bought it, even for herself. It would’ve been a waste of madol and she could not afford to, what with caring for Grim and their living expenses. As much as she would have enjoyed it as an avid novelist, there simply would have been no point to, especially when she would be returning to her own world.

The circumstances just happened to line up. Riddle’s birthday was nearing, and she had been out for a lark in the town square. A quaint little antique shop had caught her eye, and despite Grim’s bored protests, she dragged her companion to the store’s door eagerly. She had only meant to be window shopping—but the letter opener was too beautiful to pass by. 

The storekeeper chirped something about it being a perfect gift for a significant other when ringing up the purchase. Something about how the creator first carved the symbols of roses around the handle for his wife (for those were her favorite flowers) and gifted it to her, so she would always remember him when she used it. At the time, Yuu only blushed and politely thanked her, and left the establishment with swirling feelings. She thought it preposterous that Riddle and her could ever have such a relationship.

It’s sitting askew on the nightstand, next to an opened letter. She knew whose it was without even looking. Who else sends him letters besides his mother? Yuu only wishes she could reach further and tear that paper to shreds, burn it all to ashes. Riddle stirs, face still buried in her bare chest, soft breaths tickling damp skin. 

She thought of how delighted she was that she had a pen pal in this world. Even if their letters were mostly nonsensical past times, Yuu thought she knew the Riddle everyone else was afraid of. 

Thankfully, Riddle doesn’t stir when she wriggles an arm free of the sheets, slowly, cautiously reaching out towards the nightstand. Her fingers brush against cold metal, barely able to tilt the handle enough to make it slide towards her opened palm. Yuu just barely is able to catch it, the awkward position making the sharp part dig into her flesh. 

Adjusting her hold, she raises the blade above her head. For a moment, she’s frozen in place as her eyes examine the sleeping body laying upon her. Not in hesitation(she is long past morality at this point)—but to figure out where best to strike.

The head is viable, but the blade might be too dull to do any real damage. If she aims just right, she could try going for the heart through his pale shoulder blades. But she’s a novelist, not a mad scientist. The chances she actually manages to pierce his heart is too low and risky (as much as she would love to try). 

His throat, however…

She swears he was sleeping. His eyes were closed, and his breathing slow and steady. But somehow, her aim still misses, just barely slicing skin and missing important nerves to be a fatal blow. Her wrist is caught in a tight grip as Riddle looks up at her with a wry smile.

“Using your gift against me? Rather rude, don’t you think?” His sleepy voice dances with mirth even though his neck bleeds little droplets of crimson. Her eyes follow the trail down his Adam's apple, down his collarbone, and finally, it trickles down and stains the white bedsheets a bright scarlet tint that reminds her of the roses that symbolize the dorm. 

“I’ll kill you.” The words are murmured with quiet conviction. A promise.

The Queen of Hearts laughs.

“Good luck, then, my dear.”

[diz-eaze]

h-hi

u make so much nice art all the Skullies!!! I love the skullies you draw they're so cute!!!! I like the college au!🩷💖

there's a college au fic with Skully and a gn yuu on ao3 that your art reminded me of! Not to say you're copying I just thouhgt since you like a college skully maybe you'd like to look at it too? Or maybe you also saw it?

(sorry if its rude im not trying to force pls no pressure i'm just starving for yan skully stuff now and want to share the little there is bc you also made something so nice. . .Halloween is gone and it feels like everyone moved on aaaaa😭)

hello !! thank you for your kind compliments <333 i appreciate them sm 💗💗 yes yes, all skullies are the cutest skullies, actually !! tmi but skully was literally the single character that revitalized my fixation on twst when his design first dropped !! i was (and still am!) so enamoured, eek <3333 so maybe that's why i'm just so fixated on drawing him, he's my muse i fear,,, 😣😣

abt the college au fic,,, no i haven't seen it yet :(((( I'm still scratching the surface in twst fics over in ao3 and the first character i'm going through is idia x reader fics 😣😣 and dw i take no offense, i don't think ur accusing me at all !! <333 if it's not too much trouble to give the link or title of the work, i would really appreciate it <3 college au skully is so very dear to me 😳

ur not rude at all, anon !! i'm also starving for more yan skully content especially since he tends to get overshadowed by the main twst cast now that halloween is over :( he'll be revitalized in october surely but i fear we need to sustain ourselves with mere crumbs until then 💔💔

[mitsuyaya]

[ magnum opus ] okkotsu yuuta

contains: 409 words. characters are aged up, domestic fluff, implied/referenced sex, established relationship

summary: yuuta has finally seen the greatest artwork ever made and it's you, sleeping like an angel in his bed

jjk masterlist

yuuta feels like he shouldn't be seeing you like this.

so bare, unguarded, vulnerable, cladded with nothing but his thick blanket. sleeping soundly in the comfort of his bed, hair messy and marks from what you both did last night is still etched in your soft skin.

you look like an artwork, a painting so ethereal that a mere human could never come close, could never replicate. it felt surreal for a moment, that in this very second it was just hallucination, a figment of his fantasies and yet, when you slowly opened your eyes, cracked a sweet smile – he was reminded that this is real, that you're here.

“morning yuu” even the half asleep tone in your voice sends his heart and brain in a frenzy. “yuu?” he should speak, he tries to but he can't, he couldn't choke out the words he wants to tell you. yuuta fears that if he speaks the moment would be ruined, the painting he's ever so lucky to gaze at would be sullied.

“why are you staring at me?” a smile reappeared on your face, gazes locked on each other, until yuuta breaks the silence and finally speaks.

“i’m sorry you just look so pretty I couldn't help but stare” you giggled and yuuta swore it sounded like a chorus of angels, a harmonious sound of harps playing in the distance.

“very pretty” his hand slid from the sheets into the side of your face, you leaned into his touch, staring back at him with those angelic eyes, everything is just perfect, it felt like he became one with the painting he's admiring.

yuuta's thumb caresses your cheek, face inching closer until you could feel his breath fanning into yours. “my pretty girl” he says lovingly, kissing your eyelids, your nose, and a faint press on his lips into your own. “you’re so sappy” you scoot closer to him as he wraps an arm around your waist.

silence once again consumes his bedroom, with you lulling back to sleep with his fingers playing with your hair and his eyes still fixated on you.

this was everything he ever dreamed of ever since the first time he saw you, to lie next to you, to have you, to be with you.

yuuta glances at your face one last time, as he closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep, engraving in his heart and mind the greatest art he had ever seen.

[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

Sorry for sending so many of these one after the other lmao

Do any Kaiju like cuddles?

WAit I gotta double check but if Sebek is, like, part crocodile/alligator do he,,, carry babies on mouth to keep them safe,,,? (I can imagine the terror any humans woulda felt the first time THAT happened lmao)

ALSO does cay-kun have an odd fixation on cameras? Like his human twst counterpart lol

This AU is making my brain run wild lmfao

Hey, that's perfectly fine! You guys are pretty much the reason I'm able to even think of things to help with the worldbuilding and taking things into consideration I hadn't even thought of! If your brain is running wild with ideas, don't hesitate to share them with me~! >v<

Sebek is a hybrid between a crocodile and a cougar according to the species list, so you can imagine that the first time Yuu and Grim found themselves being carried around in the pouch inside his jaws, they were understandably terrified out of their mind 😂 It doesn't get much less terrifying afterwards, but once they realize he's keeping them safe it becomes somewhat more bearable. At least it's not completely dark with the transparent membrane! They just need their hearing to be spared from the sheer volume of the sounds he makes 😔

Well, given that Cay-Cay is based on a bird and a moth, he most certainly is attracted to the shiny lenses of cameras! It's hard to say for sure when he figured out that they were meant to take photos of the kaiju and environment, but he started displaying unusual behavior shortly after the researchers began their studies: setting up flora around him in what could be considered a decorative display, shifting between light and dark shadows using his wings, and making sure to tilt his head just right before the image is taken. Researchers have sworn that he's hamming it up each time, but it's been an interesting behavior that they never thought they'd observe beyond him grooming himself in the water's reflection!

As for any kaiju that might like cuddles...I suppose it depends on which group you study! One thing is certain though: very rarely will you ever find a kaiju sleeping alone at night due to the temperatures on the island reaching below freezing temperatures even in the hottest places during daylight.

Within their own pack, kaiju are highly social creatures and can be observed grooming each other or displaying playful like behaviors similar to how cats and dogs might play (let's just say that one researcher wanted to test something, and now laser pointers or any variation of the sort has been banned from the island). When it is time to rest, however, there seems to be a pecking order of sorts amongst some of them.

For example: Vil is less likely to have anyone from his pack use him as a "pillow" yet is perfectly content using his wings to keep the others warm (much to Epel's annoyance, but it's hard to argue being nestled under warm, soft feathers when the earth is nothing but frost and ice outside, so he'll take the warm!). Meanwhile, Heartslabyul will pile up together in a large "cuddle pile" to the point it's hard to tell where one starts and the other ends!

When there are perceived hatchlings nearby, however, it's instinct to have them in the center of such piles to keep them warm, meaning that it's the safest place you could ever be!