#Trey clover Drabbles

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"Heartslabyul's Annual Valentine's Day Tea Party"

Trey Clover X GN!Reader

| 02.13.23 | 0.7K | Rated PG |

| Characters 18+ | Fluff | Soulmates | OOC!Trey | Proceed with Caution, Beloved. |

T.Manor.Notes: Like i like it. Yet i fucking hate it. Like Trey is so hard to write, but so simple. I didnt know what i was doing. I’m so disappointed in myself, i find it so cute. But ugh, Trey seems like such a subtle playful lover to me.

RULE 546: ALL ANNUAL VALENTINES DAY TEA PARTY DESSERTS MUST BE THAT OR RED, PINK, WHITE, AND GOLD. THERE MUST BE A TOTAL OF EXACTLY 50 STRAWBERRY TARTS, 50 CHERRY TARTS, 43 GOLDEN HEART CHOCOLATES, 230 STRAWBERRY AND CHERRY MACARONS, RASPBERRY TEA, BUT ONLY WITHIN A 100-YEAR-OLD ANNUAL VALENTINES DAY TEA PARTY TEAPOT, AND MUST BE DRANK FROM 100-YEAR-OLD ANNUAL VALENTINES DAY TEA PARTY TEACUPS. THERE MUST BE AN ASSORTMENT OF CANDY, NO MORE THAN 100 TYPES EACH. EACH DESSERT MUST BE PREPARED BY SOULMATES AND NO ONE ELSE.

The taste of strawberries is heavy on your tongue, having taste-tested 15 of the baker’s valentine’s treats. Your hands are pressed against the cold countertop, humming under your breath, kicking your legs as you watch him move and dart around the kitchen. Wearing a white apron with ‘Kiss the Baker’, though ‘chef’ was visibly crossed out horribly in sharpie and replaced with horribly written ‘baker’, with instead of ‘K’ there was ‘C’ that was horribly written over to cover up their mistake. Yet he loves it and wears it every time he bakes, which is all the time. Practically a second skin.

The green-haired man moves around the baking area, having sworn you off from helping due to you accidentally tripping and hurting your knee, your knee that no longer hurt, but he refused, not wanting to risk a “fatal” injury. So to compromise, he instead dubbed you with ‘Trey’s Personal Taste Tester’ which he said with too much of a guileful grin while waiting for you to praise the title, that he worked so hard to make sound good.

Still, he remained good on his word; you were his taste tester, but he’s also a very distracted baker when you’re in the kitchen, stealing a kiss after every taste test, swearing that you had jam residue, or that he had to make sure it was extra sweet. And only laughed when you gently shoved him back to work, before he’d do it all over.

After every timer beeps, after every little ding, a kiss on the cheek, a peck on the forehead.

He’s quite fond of clocks, of different cute timers with unique rings. Yet his favorite. Your fingers graze over the spot on your wrist, the timer at zero and slowly fading, you met your soulmate. You watch him push up his glass, leaning forward to get a closer glance at the recipe book, before sighing and deciding to wing it. Which, for anyone else saying that, you’d partially be worried. Yet Trey’s winging it has never once gone wrong. So you aren’t troubled.

“And what’s on your mind?” He leans against the counter across from you, holding a large mixing bowl and stirring. “Your timer—Well, our timers are fading.” The large black letter tattooed to his skin fades slowly, with large zeroes. He hums in thought, before shrugging as if it wasn’t a big deal.

“They will... I’d be more worried if they didn’t. They’re supposed to fade.” He turns to move around the kitchen, continuing the baking steps to the tarts.

“I thought you’d be more,” concerned. You trail off, breathing through your nose as he places the mixing bowl down, moving to stand before you. His fingers graze over your arm and placed a gentle kiss upon your wrist. It sends a hot tingle down your spine and your lips curl in a small smile.

“My love isn’t determined only upon a countdown—Even when it fades,” his nails graze along your skin, “you, being my soulmate, won’t.” There’s a quick kiss to your lips, and he says nothing more.

Your lips taste like strawberries, heavy upon your tongue, and sweet within your senses. Watching the green-haired baker move and dart around the kitchen. Wearing a white apron with ‘Kiss the Baker’, though ‘chef’ was visibly crossed out horribly in sharpie and replaced with horribly written ‘baker’, with instead of ‘K’ there was once a ‘C’ that was horribly written over. With his sleeves rolled up and a timer fading, for you and him have met your soulmates. Thus, forever before time truly comes to an end.

[twst-drabbles]

Heartslabyul 8

Summary: Ace and Deuce are fighting again. You watch from the window how the rest of the plant nymphs handle this, because you’re kinda in pain from a not so good fall, and horrible sleeping posture.

(Every time I imagine these little plant nymphs, I always imagine a kazoo playing in the background. Specifically for Ace and Deuce.)

While you’ve been slowly upping your daily activity, your body is by no means a tough one. Years upon years of just isolating yourself in your house and rarely venturing beyond the needed groceries really put a number on you. You’ve only started hiking, but even with the best safety measures, it was only a matter of time before you ate shit.

It was just real unfortunate that it was your knee that took the brunt of the fall. Never have you despised moist weather and mud more. You did hobble your way back home, and at first it wasn’t really all that bad, but then after a day of rest, the pain just got worse. It’s not enough to warrant a hospital visit, but you definitely can’t stand to put much weight on it.

Today is a day of suffering for you. If you didn’t want to do things before, you definitely don’t want to do anything now. You don’t even want to go outside to do your usual sun bathing routine.

Haa… you’re going to have skip Riddle’s tea party. He’s not going to like that. You really don’t want to do anything.

Which is why you didn’t bother getting up from the sofa when you saw Deuce pounce on Ace’s head. Ace screamed and ran around as a distressed chicken would, arms flapping and trying to pry Deuce off, but Deuce continued to whale on him.

You tapped your cane on the window’s edge. “Hey!”

But they didn’t listen, too caught up in whatever plant nymph arguments they’re having.

You shrugged. Oh well. They’ll probably solve it eventually. It’s happened before, where Deuce tried to use Grim as a steed but ended up crashing into Ace’s tulip garden project. At least this time, they’re not biting each other.

Off to the side, you heard a loud leaf whistle. So loud that it even temporarily stopped Ace and Deuce’s fighting. There was shuffling, lots of shuffling, and then there was a storm of Cater’s, all packed together and kicking up dust as they ran towards Ace and Deuce.

Trey, atop the shoulder of the front most Cater, looked very focused, as though on a hunt to take them down.

Oh. Oh, Ace and Deuce probably did something bad huh?

“Oh wow.” You turned off the TV and adjusted yourself, wincing when your knee twitched. It isn’t as swelled as it could be, but ugh, the muscles within hurt. The burning was horrible when you woke up this morning, but at least it’s stopped now.

To your right, there was a set of sharp clicks and clanks. You take a look and found Riddle to be there besides you, his little table and chair right next to your elbow as he set up his tea set.

Riddle attempted to return your gaze with grace and poise, but the stiffness of his body and the slight frown on his face told you all. He’s grumpy. And annoyed, but is trying so hard to keep it all in via that prince-like attitude.

You chuckled then pointed to the flattened Ace and Deuce after failing to fight off the stampede. “Aren’t you going to do something about that?”

When Riddle looked towards them, both Ace and Deuce’s head popped up and looked upon their main flower with dewy, watery eyes.

Riddle blinked, thinned his eyes, then sat himself on his chair and sipped on his tea, fully and completely ignoring them.

“Guess not, huh?”

Ace and Deuce flattened further, practically sinking into the grass beneath them, probably drowning in misery now.

Oh they definitely did something. Whatever they did, it wasn’t against Riddle but probably Trey or Cater. Or both of them. Either way, Trey is looking down upon them with crossed arms and eyes full of disappointment, now that the battle-fire vanished from him.

Riddle, with the help of his root system, set down your own teacup. One of the newer cups you’ve recently bought and placed in the shelf inside the shed. At the bottom of the teacup, there was an image of a hedgehog, napping the world away.

It was soon filled with Riddle’s own tea mixture. Riddle has stopped sipping his and stared unblinkingly at you. He’s watching, waiting for you to drink it all up. He’s not very good at hiding his concern for you.

You sipped, nice and slow, and laughed when two Cater’s carried off Ace and Deuce towards the little bathtub spring they’ve recently built. Trey followed with his brushes, and comically sized toothbrush on his back.

Riddle sighed and all the tension on his little shoulders left him.

“I’ll be fine.” You relaxed as well. “I just need a few days. I just took a really bad fall, is all.”

There was a light hum from Riddle as he sipped his tea. He grumbled a little, but fell silent upon you lightly patting his head. He huffed in embarrassment, but ultimately didn’t stop you.

[jenchan-writingmultis]

Twisted Wonderland Boys x Gn! Reader Breakups

A/n: Hi!, We're back to brainrotting for a bit <3 Will not be writing Ace and Cater since I don't know much about both of them currently! Masterlist

Chapter Two: Savanaclaw

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Sypnosis: Imagine how twisted Wonderland boys are as your ex-boyfriends? Who would cut ties first? or how they would break up with you due to unforeseen circumstances? what was the reason for their breakup, and how would they do it?

Heartslabyul:

Riddle: Breaks up with you first

♚ He breaks up with you first, not because of his mother’s decisions, no, it’s because he thinks that he’s not giving you enough time. He’s always in motion, filled with responsibilities, he didn’t know if he could even spend time with you anymore.

♚ At first, he was fine with it, thinking that, once summer break happens, he would get to spend time with you, however, he almost forgot that his mother is anticipating his arrival back home, and he felt apologetic for even telling you that he’ll have more time once summer started, a huge error on his part.

♚ He realized that his time with you started to get chipped slowly, more and more responsibilities awaited him after finishing his second year.

♚ He decided that you deserve a boyfriend who could give you the time he lacks, and you deserve to know about his plans. Inviting you out for the first (and last) time. He invites you out to eat at a nearby café. One that you frequented with him in the first stages of your relationship.

♚ He’d have a casual conversation with you first, before setting down the tea he ordered; mustering the courage he accumulated during the time he couldn’t talk to you.

♚ “We should break up” he stated, hands intertwining with each other as if he’s speaking in a housewarden meeting.

♚ “What?” your voice broke, almost breaking the glass you were drinking from as the hurt in your heart made his heart ache and making him want to backtrack his statement. Yet he continued forward.

♚ “I think you deserve better than my broken promises” his resolve was crumbling when your lips formed into a thin line, looking down as if you were admitting defeat made him frown further. “I’m sorry,” he adds, feeling as if cotton was stuck in his throat, what else could he say in this situation?

♚ “Maybe if we focused on our careers first-“He cut himself off, a bitter realization that he was starting to sound like his mother as he bit his lip, he couldn’t face you anymore, standing up he fixed his uniform, “I’ll give you some space.” He finishes, before grabbing his bag, “Riddle-“you tried to call out to him but he was out of the door in a split second.

♚ He was pathetic, how would he consider himself a man, leaving you there alone? He basically ruined your reputation.

♚ As an ex-boyfriend, he would avoid you at all costs, and even if he couldn’t he’ll cut his conversations short with you, he knows that you might hate him because of what he did, so he’s making sure that he respects your time for self-healing.

♚ Although he unconsciously seeks you, sometimes he would ask your friends, especially if they’re from Heartslabyul like Ace and Deuce if you found a new lover? Or were you preparing for something? Like a midterm exam or finals? Or were you planning on any new designs for Ramshackle?

♚ 7/10 ex-boyfriend, mainly because he cannot move on from you and will continue to keep tabs on you if you ever find another lover, he’ll get so upset and hurt by it, but realizing that he was at fault he swallows up all his bitterness and “tries” to accept it.

Trey: You break up first

☘︎ You didn’t really understand why you would break up with someone like Trey, he gave you everything, yet you ended a perfect relationship with him just like that.

☘︎ Which is normal, you lost feelings for Trey Clover, and you couldn’t see a future with him, maybe it was the fact that you felt like you two didn’t have the spark that you felt in the first stages of your relationship. There are endless possibilities of why you would break up with Trey Clover. But this simply was because of your loss of love for him.

☘︎ Trey would notice how you seemed to be further from him, or at least you were starting to distance yourself from him. He’d ask you if you wanted to come to go out on a date with him, but simply refused, he’ll respect that, but couldn’t help but wonder what has gotten you to start avoiding him out of nowhere?

☘︎ He would be patient at first, letting you have your alone time, and he’d do his own thing, having plenty of responsibilities that he could distract himself instead of worrying why you were ignoring him.

☘︎ Maybe you needed time? Did he do something wrong? Or was it the time Riddle got his attention due to almost collaring a few Heartslabyul students during your date inside NRC?

☘︎ He didn’t even realize that despite trying to avoid his thoughts, they were still there, so when you finally decided to speak to him after a few weeks of ignoring him, he was ecstatic.

☘︎ But that was short-lived when you told him that you wanted to end your relationship with him.

☘︎ His heart dropped when he heard that, but his face remained neutral, staring into your eyes, scanning for any jokes, this might be some cruel joke, right? He wanted to grab your shoulders, and ask you what happened and what did he do wrong? When did you start thinking about this? But all he could ask was

☘︎ “Why?” even muttering that made his throat constrict, he looked away, hand automatically going to his forehead as he felt like he was having a bad dream

☘︎ You told him that you simply lost interest, that you didn’t want to drag the relationship further, and that he deserves someone who could love him fully. He wanted to reject it, but he couldn’t, he didn’t have the heart to force you to reconsider when it’s obvious you’ve been thinking about this for so long.

☘︎ He’d accept it without a fuss, even to the point he gave you one last hug, a lingering one because he knew that it was the last time he gets to hold you like this as your boyfriend.

☘︎ “I hope you find someone who’ll treat you right” A painful farewell, but he knew that with time, he’ll try to heal.

☘︎ As an Ex-Boyfriend, he wouldn’t be the type to avoid you, he might stay friends with you even, in order to keep peace, he doesn’t like conflicts and starts thinking about the situation in a more positive way, that you two weren’t meant for each other and that you deserve someone much more compatible (although the thought of you being with someone else leaves a bitter taste in his mouth) If you avoid him however, he wouldn’t notice it, since he’s starting to get used not seeing you more often than normal.

☘︎ Whether you’d be bitter at the improvement or not, Trey is trying his best to put both your best interests at heart, you broke up with him, so he’s just trying to remain civilized with the situation!

☘︎ Overall 10/10. He is the best ex-boyfriend you can have, he doesn’t get hostile with you, maybe a little awkward but he doesn’t outright insult your name and ruin your reputation to other heartslabyul students.

Deuce: You break up first

♠️ Wouldn’t believe it at first, he’d try to ask you where he was lacking, was it because he wasn’t acting like an adult? Was he too childish? Dumb? Immature? He would try to stop you from leaving without telling him the reason, but he wouldn’t get too aggressive with it even of you truly wanted to leave him with no questions unanswered.

♠️ You’re Deuce’s first lover, so he can’t just let you go, he’s in denial that you even broke up with him, expect a few flowers, phone calls and chats from him which is encouraged by a few of his friends.

♠️ If you truly didn’t want him to chase you, please provide him with a reason why you even wanted to leave in the first place. He won’t argue with you for it, he just needed to know where he lacked that he pushed you to the point where you had to break up with him.

♠️ If it was something like losing the spark in the relationship, he wouldn’t understand it at first but would accept it.

♠️ Sometimes, his gaze would linger on you if you decided to stay friends with him instead of ghosting him. If you noticed he’d outright, try to reject it only to wither if you pushed even a little bit.

♠️ His response would be that he still really loves you, and hopes that you’d reconsider (no matter how many months to years it takes)

♠️ His mother would know about what happened but wouldn’t hate you for it, sometimes young love doesn’t work out, however, she does feel the want to scold you for creating such a mess of his son whenever he calls.

♠️ Always talking about you instead of himself, she understands that he truly does love you as first love, but she’s really hoping that you’d either take him back, or her son could finally move on, especially when there are many fishes in the sea, her son is not ugly after all!

♠️ As an Ex- Boyfriend, would rate him a 5/10, he’s sweet, caring, and a good boyfriend, but as your ex, he’s not the type to let go that easily, he would yearn for you, wish that you’ll take him back no matter what. So, unfortunately, he’s not good with staying far away from you when he craves your affection.

[letterstoear]

Picking you up from Sam’s shop at 2am for no apparent reason

Synopsis: What happens when he picks you up from Sam’s shop?

Heartslabyul | Savanaclaw | Octavinelle | Scarabia | Pomefiore | Ignihyde | Diasomnia | Bonus characters |

Notes: Character x gn reader, short drabbles, twisted wonderland, can be read as lovers or friends,

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🌹Gets one text from you that’s sent on accident that you’re at Sam’s shop and now he’s on his way. 

🌹When he arrives, he’s not surprised to see you out late outside of the dorm, but he does drag you away.

🌹Lectures you about how neglecting your sleep will cause you to develop bad habits

🌹Eventually gets you talking about why you were there at night on your way back to your room

🌹Once you enter your dorm room the two of you are so tired you two end up sleeping like little sheep together 

❤️Say less, he’s there and he may or may not bring Deuce alongside with him

❤️Just there to have fun, late night talking and for the snacks, all on you of course

❤️Okay well he might pay for some, if you’re lucky, but probably only for his own 

❤️Doesn’t ask you why you’re there, to Ace he’s only to talk about it you want to 

❤️However, he will tell you not to do this again without him being there

❤️The two of you end up sleeping outside of Sam’s shack, but Sam brings you two in because he can’t leave you two outside, bad for business

❤️Hides you two in a freezer or something

♠️ Doesn’t Walk but runs to where you’re at

♠ He’s worried your down in the dumps about life 

♠ Those late-night thoughts be hitting you like an iseaki truck, at least in his mind

♠ Imagine the look of shock on his face when he sees that you’re just in need of some help for carrying your late-night snacks

♠ On the way back the two of you eventually chat while sharing some sort of handheld snack 

♠ Once you arrive back at the dorm, your dorm leader rises from the ashes to scold you

♠️Deuce survives the night because Riddle is like a plank of wood once his head hits the bed 

🔶Bestie what were you thinking, going out late and not inviting Cater? 

🔶I actually think he would be grumpy about it at first 

🔶Has to think about it for a good five minutes before he decides to go

🔶Get ready to meet up with you, but by the time he gets there you’re already asleep

🔶Homeboy takes way too much time to get ready 

🔶Doesn’t carry you back home or anything, just goes back to his dorm

🔶Probably leaves a sticky note on your head, after taking a photo of you 

♣️ Rushes over to you

♣️ Concerned and curious 

♣️ Why would you go out late at night? Were you hungry, had you missed dinner? Were you depressed? 

♣️ Once he arrives, he’s picking you up to talk about the reason you had been there at the first place

♣️ Depending on the reason he might scold you, but would probably try to reason with you

[cloudcountry]

nrc & random word prompts (part two)

SUMMARY:  Part two of the Random words + NRC students = This

CHARACTERS: All NRC Students.

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: i think its funny how riddle got both lesson and uniform. its very fitting!! ruggie got both joy & glow and thats just the cutest :(((( love him. i also think its so funny that epel got makeup. the second the random word generator gave me that word i was like :/ "oh dear" LMAO sebek got demonstration the first time and instruction this time...? he's teaching you a lot, huh?

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Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts & Uniform

Someone’s eyes are boring into your back and you can feel it. You wrinkle your nose as you turn your head, prepared to scold whoever is staring at you but the words die in your throat as he places a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“Your tie is crooked.” Riddle said, his face so close as his hands brushed against your uniform, “You need to fix that.”

You stood perfectly still as he tightened the piece of fabric, adjusting it with expert precision. Riddle said nothing as he pulled away, nodding in approval before he turned on his heel and walked away.

You still felt his hands pressing against your collarbones, warm against your covered skin.

Trey Clover & Concentrate

“Concentrate.” he murmured, his chest rumbling against your back.

Your hands were shaking as they frosted the cake with his guidance, his hands cupping yours gently.

“Concentrate, Prefect.” he chuckled, squeezing your hand gently as he guided you along the circular edge of the cake.

You tried to focus on the task at hand, but his presence was too distracting. Resting your head against his chest, you tried to ignore the soothing warmth that surrounded him and the pounding of your heart. Trey pressed a single kiss to your forehead, once again preventing you from concentrating as you allowed his hands to maneuver you as he pleased.

Cater Diamond & Capture

The sound of a camera shutter made you roll your eyes playfully, turning to Cater with an amused grin. His phone was positioned towards you, tilted a bit to the right as he beamed at the screen.

“Gorgeous.” he swooped over and kissed your cheek, pulling back with a loud “muah.”

“Hey! Come here, pretty boy. You can’t pull a fast one on me like that.” you protested, watching as Cater admired his phone screen.

“Aww, but you’re so nice to look at!” he cooed, looking up just in time for you to cup his face.

Cater flushed at the gentle contact but kept an easy smile on his face, staring into your eyes. You said nothing as you kissed his cheek, trying to pour as much love and affection as you could into the touch.

Deuce Spade & Indirect

“I’m so thirsty, I really shouldn’t have forgotten my water back at the dorm-” Deuce sighed, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

“You can have some of mine.” you passed him your water bottle, wrapping a white towel over his shoulders, “Your time has improved from your last run. It seems like your uniform finally fits right.”

Deuce stared at your water bottle as if it was a venomous snake, eyes wide and unsure.

“Prefect, are you sure?” he asked, hands clutching the ends of the towel.

“Huh? About the uniform?” you met his gaze, following it to your outstretched hand with your water bottle, “Oh, yeah! It’s not a problem. Go ahead.”

He took it from you, trying to calm his nerves as he pressed the mouth of the bottle to his lips and drank.

An indirect kiss was all it took to have him daydreaming the rest of his run.

Ace Trappola & Disappointment

It was supposed to be just the two of you. It was supposed to be you and him, hanging out and stargazing, because you’d mentioned how much you loved the night sky and he wanted to prove that he paid attention to you.

Just the two of you! Grim was not supposed to be here!

Ace sighed as the cat monster held up all of your attention, making you feed him pudding from a cup as you rubbed his belly. Maybe it was his fault for telling you it was fine to bring Grim along, but he panicked because he was nervous and didn’t know what to say when you showed up with someone else in tow.

Oh well, he turned his gaze towards the night sky, a soft expression on his face, He’d confess how he felt next time.

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar & Willpower

Being patient and stepping back was never really your thing. Day in and day out, you had to deal with the knowledge that he was waiting for you to make the first move. It was like he was mocking you, waiting to see how long it would take until you broke. You had no intention of doing so, not when your pride was on the line.

No, you were going to make the stuck up prince who only cared about himself break.

Day in and day out, the same thing. Stolen glances across the room accompanied by lazy smirks and playful glares. As much as it flattered you to know that you caught his interest right back, you wouldn’t allow that to stop you from completing your mission.

You would wait for him. And when he finally breaks, you’d be able to brag to everyone that you knew that yes, you two were finally together, and did they know who broke first?

Ruggie Bucchi & Joy

Even the bright lights of the carnival couldn’t outshine the smile Ruggie had on his face.

Cotton candy in one hand and two funnel cakes in the other, he dragged you through the booths, winning game after game for you. You weren’t sure how he managed to win so many, as it was common knowledge that they were all rigged, but every time you asked him he’d laugh and avoid the question.

It occurred to you that the whole reason you were here was because Ruggie knew you’d been having a rough week and wanted to lift your spirits a bit, and he’d definitely surpassed even his own expectations. Right now, in Twisted Wonderland, with one of the best people you’d ever known, you couldn’t be happier.

Jack Howl & Judgement

“I’m not intimidating.” he deadpanned, staring at the student across from him dubiously.

“But you are! I bet the Prefect was scared of you too at first! You’re cold and unapproachable.” the student shuddered as Jack’s confused gaze turned into annoyance.

“No they weren't.” he huffed, irked at the thought of you thinking he was anything but safe.

“No I didn’t.”

Both boys nearly jumped out of their skin (although Jack didn’t show it) as your voice came from behind him, staring at the other student curiously.

“Why would you think that?” you asked, “Jack was never cold to me.”

Jack can’t agree with you there, he remembers your first meeting being very cold, but he’s happy you didn’t see him that way now.

“Don’t judge him for me.” you hummed, “Jack is a very warm and safe person!”

He needs some way to stop his tail from wagging whenever you say things like that.

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto & Price

“I want to go out with you.” 

What!?

Azul’s business facade immediately shattered, leaving a fumbling flustered mess in his wake. His eyes wide behind his wiry frames, he looked at you like you’d grown a second head.

“I- Prefect, you what?”

“Whaaat? Did you mishear me or something? I said I wanted to go out with you! Can you grant my wish?” you asked.

You were so sure of what you wanted and it showed in your expression, your body language, and oh Great Sea Witch Azul didn’t know how he was supposed to handle this.

“Did…Did Jade and Floyd put you up to this?” he inquired, trying to find any reason why you would request to meet with him to ask him something so outrageous.

“No. I like you.” you said, “What’s the price?”

“I-! I haven’t accepted your terms yet!” he couldn’t help the pitchy squeaks escaping his mouth, face aflame at the confession that you made so casually.

“Oh. Well, do I have to change anything? Do you want to go out on a specific day, or at a certain time, or right now?”

“Right now?!”

Jade Leech & Horizon

The tent rustled in the wind, breaking the sleepy haze cast over you and your companion.

“Morning.” you breathed, head flopping to your left.

Jade seemed to have been awake for a while, his gaze fixed on you with a soft smile.

“Good morning, Prefect.” he reached over and patted your head, “Are you ready to go back to Night Raven?”

“Jaaade, I just woke uuuup. Can’t you wait a few minutes?” you threw your arm over your eyes dramatically.

He laughed beside you, leaning over to press a kiss to your forehead.

“I’ll prepare a quick breakfast then. You sleep as long as you like, dear.” he hummed, getting up to leave the tent. 

“Waaait.” you sat up, rubbing your eyes, “Wait for me. I wanna watch the sunrise with you.”

Jade’s heart squeezed as he laughed again, grabbing your hand and tugging you outside.

“Then come. The morning awaits.”

Floyd Leech & Destruction

You could only stare at the mess in your kitchen, eyes scanning over the batter and flour sugar and maple syrup on the ceiling, walls, floors, counters…

And in the center of it, a pouting Floyd.

“What did you do?” you asked, stepping into the room cautiously.

“I was trying to make you cupcakes!” Floyd huffed, crossing his arms even tighter over his chest, “I wanted to see how excited you would get. I thought it’d be fun be then I got bored and left the mixer unattended and then-”

“Floyd…” you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose in between your fingers, “I appreciate the gesture, but next time please tell me when you’re planning on making something.”

He perked up immediately, throwing his arms around your legs.

“Ooooh, Shrimpy! Your annoyed face is really funny too. Let’s bake sometime!” he giggled.

“Yes, let’s. For now we should clean up the kitchen. I’ll give you a kiss if you help.”

“Just one?!”

“Fine, as many as you want.”

Scarabia

Kalim Al-Asim & Absolute

The sunlight streamed through the windows as you slowly untangled the sheets from your legs. Kalim was still dead asleep next to you, his face pressed against your shoulder. Blinking away the sleep from your eyes, you felt your heart seize at the sight in front of you. He was so pretty when he was calm, arms loosely wrapped around you as he snuggled closer in his sleep. Peaceful moments at NRC were few and far between, but at this moment you felt the safest you ever had. It was absolutely calm, something you hadn’t had in months, and when absolute love accompanied it, it made this moment almost unbearable. Trying to avoid crying so early in the morning, you tore your gaze away and stared at the ceiling.

If there was any reason to stay in Twisted Wonderland, it would be seeing Kalim every morning, waking up next to him, and kissing the sleep away from his eyes.

“Mmm…sunshine?” his eyes cracked open, a smile slowly spreading across his face as he registered your presence, “You’re so warm.”

“Kalim.” you choked out as he snuggled closer, resting his head over your heart, “You’re going to make me cry if you keep this up.”

“What? No no no, don’t cry.” he mumbled, clearly half asleep as his hands brushed over your face and his thumbs wiped up imaginary tears, “What’s wrong?”

“You’re so cute. I love you so much. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to sleep alone ever again.” you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him into you, holding him tightly.

“Don’t scare me like that!” he yawned, eyes fluttering shut again, “I just want you to be happy. If you cuddle with me every night I don’t think that’s a bad thing.”

“It’s not, but…Kalim, you didn’t say it back.” you pouted.

“Oh…! I love you too! So so much.” he pressed a kiss to your shoulder, smiling serenely.

Jamil Viper & Sweet

Jamil couldn’t believe his eyes.

“Prefect? What are you doing here?” he asked, looking from you to the basket of sweets in your hand.

“I wanted to do something for you. Since you work so hard all the time.” you held out the basket to him, “I made them all myself, I hope you like them.”

“...You what?” he blinked, leaving the basket dangling on your outstretched fingers.

Why were you doing this? What did you stand to gain from it? Were you trying to get closer to Kalim? He narrowed his eyes, eventually deciding that no, you wouldn’t do such a thing. You were selfless and often concerned for people you didn’t even know that well. It was part of the reason you got so involved in the Overblots that had been happening.

Jamil took the basket from you, peaking at the contents. There seemed to be a great variety of baked goods, and they certainly looked homemade. Perhaps you’d picked up a few tricks from the Heartslabyul Vice Housewarden?

“You can share it with other people if you want, but I made it for you. Only you.” you seemed to look right through him, understanding exactly what he thought of this surprise gift, “Take care of yourself, Jamil.”

The basket felt out of place in his hands as he watched you leave, without saying hello to Kalim, he noted. He’d unpack what had just occurred later, when he could comprehend your sudden kindness. Jamil set the basket down on the kitchen counter and got back to work, preparing dessert for the party Kalim had thrown, once again on short notice. Your basket lingered in the back of his mind, and he knew that nothing he made would satisfy him the way your food would.

Pomfiore

Vil Schoenheit & Brag

Vil was never one to get embarrassed.

You were the only person that made him feel something close to it.

You had the same adoration as Rook in your eyes when you looked at him, except yours was far more soft and sweet. Your eyes never scrutinized, picking out every pound of fat on his body like Rook did. Instead, you cherished him regardless of whether or not he put a pound on last week or lost one. It was flattering, how you followed him around and listened so intently when he talked, bringing him healthy snacks when you saw him running past Ramshackle and a water bottle that felt far too important to be plastic.

Vil could take care of himself, and you knew that. You just liked taking care of him too.

He didn’t like to brag, but receiving special treatment from you that not even your Heartslabyul friends received made him very grateful.

Rook Hunt & Listen

You were all too familiar with Rook’s inability to listen to other people’s boundaries. The poor Savanaclaw students could attest to that, and unfortunately, you could as well.

As a student from a foreign realm, you had no choice but to deal with the attention that brought. You’d given up on your “quiet school life” a long time ago.

It got to the point where you became so used to the strange student’s presence that you started listening to him.

He talked about Vil a lot, and you just as much. It was offputting how much he seemed to notice about you, like studying your diet and estimating your height in freakishly accurate ways. You had to tell him to stop a few times when he got too invasive, and you were surprised when he listened.

Granted, it didn’t stop his admiration for the weird student from another world, but you were starting to understand him better.

Epel Felmier & Makeup

This was a weird way to be reliable.

Epel couldn’t deny the fact that he was familiar with makeup, no matter how much he didn’t like it. Vil had drilled the basics into him the second he’d been sorted into Pomfiore, but maybe everything did happen for a reason.

Because you needed help with your makeup, and Epel was finally useful to you in a way that Ace or Deuce couldn’t be.

His brow furrowed as he dusted your face with blush, his own blush growing. Why did makeup involve being so close to someone?!

It wasn’t fair that you were so nice looking and that you’d called him over when Vil could have done better and Rook was definitely available-

Breathing deeply, he focused on the brush again.

He needed to make this perfect for you.

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud & Courtesy

All of that effort trying to avoid the notorious school extroverts, wasted. India had found himself cornered by the one and only Kalim once again, with invites to various parties being shouted in his ears.

He just wanted to go back to his dorm! Why was that so complicated!

But it’s like he could say no, that was rude and he didn’t want to end the conversation with a promise to go to a different party, because they just weren’t his thing and he wished people understood that.

“There you are!” a familiar voice called, and Idia couldn’t help the way his head shot up to face you.

You were smiling as you approached him and Kalim, looking like a savior in your ill fitted NRC uniform.

“Come on, our train is leaving soon!” you said, eyes darting from him to Kalim, “Unless…are you doing something different this afternoon?”

“Oh, do you have plans with the Prefect?” Kalim asked, letting go of his hand, “You could have just said so! I hope you two have fun!”

Without waiting for another word, Kalim rushed down the hallway, leaving you two alone.

“Thank you.” Idia said through his tablet.

“No need.” you waved him off and continued on your way, leaving him blessedly alone.

Ortho Shroud & Tiptoe

“We have to be quiet!” Ortho hummed, bouncing on the spot from how excited he was, “Big brother is going to love this, just you watch..”

“I believe you. You put so much thought into this, I’m flattered you wanted me to execute it.” you smiled, holding the various gift bags in your arms.

“It’s his birthday! He wanted to spend it alone, but I know he likes you a bunch! He’ll thank me for this later.” Ortho fist pumped.

Before you could process his words, Ortho quietly levitated towards his brother’s dorm room and motioned for you to follow him. As quietly as possible, you reached the door and knocked on it. Before Idia had a chance to answer, you flung it open with a smile.

“Happy birthday!” you and Ortho yelled, causing a confused Idia to almost throw his controller at you two.

Oh, how you loved these two.

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia & Mood

It was common knowledge that the prince of Briar Valley had a soft spot for you.

His morning mood was usually affected by whether he got a hug from you outside of his class or not. One day you were running late, and NRC experienced such a gruesome thunderstorm that people were instructed to stay inside.

Nobody should have that much control over someone’s mood, and yet everyone could tell just how much he cared for you. It made some students swoon and others pretend to puke, but at the end of the day it was just you and Malleus in your own world, slowly dancing on the front lawn of Ramshackle and holding hands while watching the stars.

There, in your arms, he was happy.

Lilia Vanrouge & Proclaim

Everything seemed to be dramatic when he was around.  Unfortunately, this time, his dramatic tendencies weren’t funny.

Kneeling at your feet, Lilia concentrated on cleaning the blood from your arm. He said nothing as he wrapped the flesh in bandages, and you were thankful for the brief silence because the display of power from him before had shocked you. It’s not that you didn’t know he was strong, you just weren’t expecting him to jump from the ceiling and obliterate the students that had decided to beat you up.

“I will always be there.” he mumbled, meeting your gaze seriously, “I’ll be there quicker next time. I’ll teach you how to defend yourself. I promise.”

You swallowed thickly and nodded.

“Thank you.” he face softened, “Thank you for letting me protect you.”

Sebek Zigvolt & Instruction

“HUMAN! Are you listening?” Sebek yelled, slamming his hand on the table you were seated at.

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Totally!” you yawned, eyelashes fluttering, “I’ve totally got it. What were you saying?”

He huffed, face turning red at your distracted state. He should feel frustrated, so why was this making him flustered? You should be the one embarrassed!

“HUMAN!” Have you been getting enough sleep?  He furrowed his brow as you yawned again, “It doesn’t seem like you have!”

“Oh, uh. Definitely not. I’ve been doing the chores that Crowley assigned. You know, janitorial duties or whatever?” you finally met his gaze, pretty eyes staring up at him as he tried to keep himself composed.

“Sleep then! I’ll tutor you later!” he huffed, glaring at the floor with red cheeks.

“Mmmkay. Goodnight.” you mumbled, slouching over on the table.

He huffed, throwing his jacket over you. He’d stand watch while you rested, just in case.

Silver & Delay

The day’s classes had finally concluded. With the weekend starting tomorrow, you and your classmates were finally free.

You were spending your time productively right now, leaning against a tree as Silver slept on your lap. He really was beautiful, hair fanning around his head like a halo as his chest rose and fell. You wouldn’t dare compare his angelic sleeping state to yours…you shuddered at the thought. There was no way anyone slept as pretty as him.

Sure, you’d be a little late getting to Ramshackle and maybe Ace and Deuce would be there worrying about your whereabouts when you were supposed to have shown up for their weekly movie night, but this was more important!

It didn’t take long for Sebek to come crashing through the bushes, mouth open to yell at you for taking away Silver, but you shushed him angrily.

“He’s sleeping! Don’t you dare ruin this for me!” you huffed.

“I will never understand why Silver has chosen to court you of all people.” he grumbled, narrowing his eyes at you.

You just stuck your tongue out at him.

[bakingshitwritings]

Little silly thought I have and I want to share it.

Imagine being the s/o of Riddle Rosehearts (Or any of the heartslabyul boys) when an unbirthday party is planed on your birthday, on Feb 29. (For the sake of this, imagine this is your birthday) No one thinking that it would be anyone's birthday due to the rarity of that happening. Having to wake up that day exited to see what your lovely boyfriend has in plan for you, only to realize that they had forgotten about it. Seeing them run around planning and working on the unbirthday party.

Realizing they forgot about your birthday, you decide to practically ignore them, going back to Ramshackle. Having a single cupcake as celebration for yourself on your special day, entirely by yourself.

Honestly how it ends or what happens next is up to y'all. I simply thought about this while reading the manga. I would love to read something like this but I'm not familiar enough with the characters to do this.

[artpenumbra]

Heartslabyul’s flower nymphs based off of @twst-drabbles‘s Pet AU stories. I highly recommend reading their works if you want unique takes on AU’s and some more.

Their designs are from me delving into as many of the blog’s loredump/resources as I could to get some image of how to draw these guys as accurately as possible. I ended up just throwing things together to see what will stick, I’m very proud of Riddle though. 

Honestly it’s been a while since I drew anything TWST(at least publicly), so I’m deeply nervous about sharing fandom stuff again...

[loverofazul]

quick disclaimer for tumblr

THIS IS CUDDLING!! NOT ANYTHING MATURE!!

Im posting this again cause tumblr decided to mark it as a mature/sexual theme

pls dont do that again, its not, its cuddles, simple as that

𝑯𝒖𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 Pt.1

-Ｈｅａｒｔｓｌａｂｙｕｌ Ｄｏｒｍ-

Riddle couldn't help the warmth of his face as you held I'm close. Your fingers carefully running through his hair as he cuddled into your chest. Eyes closed tightly, he squeezed your waist, mumbling his words.

"I....I love you....My Heart"

He heard you hum, his fingers digging into your clothes as you mumbled back--his face burning even brighter.

"And I love you, My King"

Ace couldn't help but take in a deep breath, inhaling your scent with a smile. It was a calming one. One he couldn't help but feel comfort and warmth in. It was your scent, the person he loved.

Pulling you closer to his chest, he tightened his arms around you. "I love you so much, My Royal"

The male felt you grip the front of his shirt, pulling yourself closer to him. "I love you too, My Prince"

Deuce could feel his face heat up as you placed a kiss on his forehead. He buried his face further into your collarbone, placing a shy kiss on your skin. He couldn't help but shiver at your giggle, your breath cold on his warm skin.

"Love you, My Blueberry" You had mumbled into his hair, placing another kiss on his head.

Gulping nervously, the male let out a shaky breath and mumbled back. "Lov-Love you too, My Dear"

Trey chuckled as you whined and pulled him back. He laid on his back, running a hand down your back as you snuggled into his neck. Your breath against his skin made him shiver slightly, his cheek resting on your head.

"I love you so much, Pretty Boy/Girl"

Your arms tightened around his waist as you mumbled sleepily. "Love you so so soooo much, My Tart"

A small snort left the male's mouth at the nickname.

Cater hummed in content as he snuggled into your stomach. Your fingers messed with his hair, running through it and twisting it between them. He could feel his mind start to get foggy, sleep overtaking his senses.

He was able to slur out his love for you before drifting to sleep. "Love yous soo much Sweets"

"Love you as well, My Model" You mumbled back, closing your own eyes and slowly drifting off to sleep.

[casual-shadows-writing-lounge]

This was requested but the ask disappeared but I took a screenshot of it so @fungifanart this is for you. I also split it in two because of how long they are. I had trouble writing this prompt for some reason? I hope it doesn't affect the quality and didn't stray too far.

Content: Scenarios, Unamicable break ups: EX-boyfriends described as controlling, disrespectful, jealous, violent and mentioned to have cheated. Not all in one scenario. Songs aren't written down in scenarios, characters are friends with the reader. established friendships, platonic leaning, hurt/comfort(?), angst/fluff. I'm not that good at angst.

Nicknames:

Kalim calls reader: Habibi

Leona calls reader: Little Mouse/Squeaks

Reader info: masc reader(terms like boyfriend will be used), he/him pronouns(maybe a slip up of they/them), reader written to be part of their dorm. Reader's band is like a niche popular. Whether it was made before or after NRC changes on scenario, No bodily mentions(shape, hair, ECT.). Is good at singing.

Reader is characterized as:

Kalim- Disliking talking about themselves and things that upset them. Avoids being even a minor inconvenience. Doesn't like upsetting others, Athletic?(a one-off joke)

Leona- Easily emotionally overwhelmed/burned out(?). Knows Jack and is on friendly terms.

Kalim Al Asim:

CW:food mentions(none consumed), Sad Kalim. A partner who controlling, jealous and verbally abusive is mentioned but not in-depth.

As soon as Kalim heard that his dormmate's band was having their first concert since the beginning of the NRC academic year, he bought tickets for Jamil, his Light Music Club co-members and himself. It was a bit away but Kalim didn't want to risk it.

Jamil raised his eyebrow at Kalim as his phone alerted him of the receipt for his concert ticket. Kalim didn't notice right away as he typed messages to Cater and Lilia to ask if they got the tickets.

Finally catching his look Kalim smiled sheepishly.

"We have to go support him! As both his friends and dormmates," Kalim attempts to plead for his case. Jamil sighed. Kalim acted like he had any say in this. Jamil just continued sorting through balances writing down the tickets Kalim just bought. Someone had to keep track.

Kalim was very excited about the concert. It was the only thing he could think about during his time in class. Upon returning to his dorm he went to his room to plan out his outfit for the concert. Jamil had excused himself to do prep for dinner and start his assignments.

Kalim idly hummed shifting through his wardrobe. The jacket I wanted wasn't in this one. Maybe Jamil knows where it is. Kalim begins the trek to the kitchen. He's focused on the question, repeating it in his head. Sadly this was no use as upon seeing another in the corridor the question escaped his brain.

"Heeey! I'm so excited for the concert. I ordered tickets as soon as they became available," Kalim gave a big smile full of teeth. Gold jewelry clanking against each other as he waved.

Short of acting spontaneously deaf he couldn't pretend to have not heard Kalim. Turning around to see his Dormleader fast approaching tensing when Kalim almost crashed straight into him but caught himself right before.

"It's very sweet of you. You caught me at an inopportune time. I just received bad news and I wouldn't want to burden you with it."

Kalim blinked watching his friend speed walk away. His friend is upset and he doesn't know why!

"It's not a burden! We're friends and friends help each other. Why are you running?!?"

---

Kalim walked into the kitchen with a pout. Jamil spying him stashed all the dangerous utensils away from him.

"Something the matter?" Jamil asks brows furrowing concerned Kalim got hurt in his absence. Jamil scanned over Kalim's visage. Other than being a little disheveled, Kalim was looking fine. Kalim watched Jamil cook as he explained why he's upset.

"Then they ran from me. I ran after trying to see if I could help but they shook me off. Slid down one of the curtains from the second story."

Kalim said it so casually Jamil had to pause his actions to look at him. One, two seconds pass before Jamil returns to his task.

"Maybe they just didn't want to talk about it right now and didn't want to upset you by saying it." Jamil says while giving the contents of the pan a stir.

"Why would it upset me," Kalim asks. Jamil's various memories flash through his head like a slide projector.

"It's just a thought. Let them come to you," Jamil turned to Kalim, hoping it'll distract him enough to leave their poor dormmate alone. Empty air greeted him. Jamil let out a full-bodied sigh laying his upper body on the counter. He stayed there until he's reminded of consequences as the smell of burning fills his nose.

-

Kalim pouted working on his homework with Jamil. The later was kind of envious. Their dormmate had successfully avoided Kalim for an entire week.

"Jamil, do you know what happened to him?" Kalim looked up from his history work.

"I won't confirmed or deny," is the only response Jamil gives.

"Am I the one that upset them? Did I do something that's taboo in their culture, did I-" Jamil cut Kalim off.

"It's not you who hurt him. Let him work this out on their own. Give him time. What if you ask him at the concert?" Jamil fakes a thinking face. Kalim nods tucking the advice away for now to focus on his homework. He passed off the distressed furrow of his brow as stress from the work.

-

Kalim forgot to ask Jamil about the jacket.

Lilia had promptly tossed his jacket at him within microseconds of Kalim having a hint of a chill.

"I've survived subzero temperatures in only my delicates, I can survive a slight chill." Lilia said when Kalim expressed worry. Everyone hopes that it's a joke. Cater occupied in his phone is then wacked with the parasol Lilia carried. Forcing him to have to step aside to use is phone camera to readjust it.

Jamil searched in his bag for sunscreen he'd already applied some but knows Kalim nor Lilia has even glanced at a bottle today. He'd seen Cater zealously put some on earlier. After Kalim sheepishly applied his share. Jamil handed it to Lilia

"Why thank you. How kind of you to care for my porcelain complexion," Lilia teases accepting Jamil's offer. Kalim took Lilia's umbrella holding it up to keep the sun off him. Jamil judged the application before shoving the sunscreen back in the bag.

"We should get in before someone steals our seats!" Cater says waving the hand holding his phone to gather their attention.

"Yes, We should." Jamil guides them down the aisles.

"Thanks for getting us tickets. It was a pleasant surprise," Lilia says. Cater makes an affirmative hum in agreement.

"I hope they have cute merch," Cater comments as they reach their row.

"They probably will. They have an Octavinelle band member after all."

"Do you think The Monstro Lounge get a cut of profits?" "Probably."

Kalim scanned the stage then, slumped in his seat as he didn't see them. Cater spies this; constraining his expression he smiled continuing his conversation with Lilia.

Kalim perked up in his seat. "There they are!"

The group turns to the stage. Jamil places his hand on Kalim's shoulder to keep him in his seat.

"Am I allowed to record?" Carter's question is left unanswered as the band starts their introduction.

-

Some of the crowd was leaving, others talking amongst themselves, and the rest lingering around the merch trying to decide if they should buy some. Jamil turned his focus for a moment together the group's supplies.

I should have Kalim reapply his sunscreen, Jamil thought slipping the bottle out of his bag.

"Kalim,.. " Jamil makes eye contact with Lilia. Looking around it was just them. Did Cater take Kalim to get Merch? Jamil hoped at least. Scanning the tables where the merch is sold be didn't see them. Of course.

"Excuse me, Lilia, I need to find Kalim." Jamil slips the bottle of sunscreen back into the bag. Lilia pouts.

"Yes, yes, abandon the old man to the wastes." Lilia laments. Jamil turns to deny that intention before realizing.

"You're in on it. You don't know Kalim like I do. Kalim will never forgive himself." Jamil felt a little silly scolding Lilia. He just didn't like his work to be wasted along with unappreciated.

"Oh? Is that so? Would Kalim be happier not knowing? Yes, maybe. But is it right to deny him growth in relationships and his self?" Jamil squints at Lilia. Lilia is just stalling, he affirms.

"Have fun!" Lilia calls as Jamil storms off. He turns to a stranger, "Youngins and their emotional turmoil am I right." They just went along not knowing how to respond to that.

It was just them, Cater saying he'd hold the fort. Kalim wasn't fully sure what he meant by that but gave a nod. The air was stuffy in the backstage room, the silence awkward.

"I'm sorry for avoiding you, Kalim."

"No, no, no it's okay. I shouldn't have tried to get you to open up when you weren't ready. Do you feel better know. Singing emotional songs help me feel better so I hope you feel better." Kalim smiled. Immediately dropping it when he didn't get one in response.

"I did something wrong didn't I?" Kalim asks.

"No. That's why I didn't want to talk to you about it. You'd blame yourself."

"I don't understand. Please-"

"I broke up with my boyfriend."

Kalim was slack jawed and wide eyed. Shock slowly turns to understanding. He'd been the one to introduce them.

"Can I ask, why?"

"He was fine at first. Nice even. He waited few months then started being controlling, when I didn't listen to him he started saying things. Both about me and others. I wasn't going to take that and dumped him."

"I didn't want you to blame yourself for what happened because we wouldn't have gotten together because of you."

"I understand, Habibi. I do feel a little guilty but appreciate you telling me.."

"It's okay. People hide the worst parts of themselves until they can no longer. It happens." They give eachother knowing looks.

Awkwardly, Jamil cleared his throat. Cater, in the doorway behind Jamil, looked apologetically.

"We should eat!" Kalim chirped. Cater catches on promoting them going to a nearby restaurant. "It only uses local ingredients and has bomb presentation." Cater hooks his arm around Jamil guiding him back out. Kalim paused trailing off them to pull his friend into a hug. Gently holding his arms Kalim gives them a soft squeeze.

"Invite your band mates to join us!"

-

Kalim listened attentively to the explanation to how the song was written. How some lyrics were actual things he said. The Ignihyde student straight out pulled up some texts he sent. Though this earned some concerned and worried stares. Where did he get these?

Lilia gives Jamil a smug look. Jamil refused to give him the satisfaction of emotion.

"Do you feel silly? Perchance a little goofy?"

Jamil ignored the prodding. Maybe Lilia would get tired. Lilia didn't get tired. Cater documented it.

Leona Kingscholar

CW: food mentions, cheating partner,

Leona knew this scenario was bound to happen but had it have to be during his siesta? He opened one bright green eye and a swivel of his ear to signal his attention was being given. His ear returned to its resting state after hearing the info he already knew. Rolling to his side he lazily waved to the space next to him.

"Sit down or I'm going back to sleep," thinking about it Leona's tempted. Shifting of cloth and the thud of weight hitting the ground. Taking a breath pushing down an 'I told you so.'

"Tell me about it. I need to know how bad I should beat them," Leona said. It was a joke but the silence started to prompt a reconsideration of its validity as a joke.

"He cheated on me." A monotone voice filled Leona's ears. Too emotionally tired to express his emotions. Leona lets a few moments pass before trying to change the topic.

"The herbivore's herd came tromping through the botanical garden the other day. Real interesting conversation about your band. Playing a concert soon. Surely not true, a Little Mouse would have told me if it was. I'm not going to make fun of your bad music," Leona voice was even with a little amused lilt conveying he wasn't truly upset .

"Didn't think you'd be interested."

"I'm offended. An excuse to leave Night Raven College without having to see my family. There's an after party right?"

"We usually do."

"Good. I also get food. The trinity. No school. No family. Yes, food. Speaking of food," Leona says, standing up with a stretch. "Let's get food right now. Don't worry this time is on me."

-

Leona was surprised that the invite allowed a plus one. He figured might as well bring someone. That someone ended up being Jack Howl. Who was trying to stay stoic as he looked around.

Jack could take care of himself so Leona wandered the venue avoiding the large groupings of people.

He made his way towards the stage. Any objections we're silenced by a sharp glare. He probably could get a quick rest.

-

Leona groaned as he is semi-violently shook awake. Jack had found him and starts explaining why he woke him up. Leona stopped him.

"Ssh. Squeaks is about to address the crowd." Jack looked confused ear turning towards the stage hearing his dorm mate being to explain that they'll be debuting new songs during this show. At least he started to before the crowds enthusiasm drowned it out. Jack relented nonetheless.

Leona glanced at Jack's bag of merch.

"You got something for yourself?" Leona halfheartedly pointed at a shirt peaking out of the bag.

"I can support whomever I like." Folding the bag to hid the evidence. Jack doesn't remove his gaze from the stage. Leona now amused moved his attention to the stage.

Oh. He's singing now. Has he actually heard him sing before? Jack seemed enraptured. He must have never heard him sing either. The scrunch of Jack's face scrunched as he digested the lyrics.

"Leona, did something happen?"

"Yeah, their ex cheated on them."

Jack balked.

"I asked if I could tell you. He said if it came up I could."

Jack nodded. Leona could see some gears turning. He's going to have to compete to get to him first.

-

Leona invited himself backstage. The band members looked startled exchanging glances with one another. Most shrugged. The drummer made sure to shake his head and make it clear that he did not invite another groupie backstage. Again.

"He's a friend of mine," the members looked at their lead singer before continuing their tasks. Most packing equipment into their cases.

"Got the voice of an angel. Brought tears to my eyes. Hypnotized me to get a shirt," Leona teased hoisting the article up for him to see.

"It's too small for you though."

"Maybe I wanted a crop top?..." Leona sighs catching the unbelieving expression from both his friend and their eavesdropping band members.

"You got me. It's for Ruggie. I was going to bring him along but something came up that one of us had to stay behind. I brought that goodie two shoes Jack instead. Apparently his younger siblings like your music and he wanted to get merch for their birthdays."

"That's-" Leona interrupted, "Don't finish that thought." He let him finish packing up.

After parsing that the other band members were gone Leona leaned into his eat.

"You can still let me get the guy if you want," Leona withdrew at the look he was given holding his hands up. Ruggie's shirt laid over his shoulder. "Please say yes or Jack is going to beat me to it."

Leona followed, being invited to ride back to NRC on the bus. Jack had already been joinked but the Diasomnia band member.

"Oh, I got an album. Gonna play that one song outside you-know-who's room." Leona pulled the cd case from his back pocket.

"There's others that sleep there as well."

Leona mumbled a 'right.' He fanned himself with the case. Free arm pulling himself onto the van. Sitting in a vacant spot he used his nails to tear the plastic and pry open the case.

"Would ya sign it, maybe get the others to sign it as well for Ruggie," Leona asks, letting him take it from him. "Maybe sign some of Jack's stuff. It's for his siblings. Big fans." Jack jumped at being addressed and went to deny the need even as he was halfway done already. Signature practiced under the guidance of their Octavinelle member. Jack let it go.

-

It was re-entering the dorm when Leona started attempting to convince him to fight their ex. Usually Leona would let it be but now it's more to make them laugh.

"Just a scratch. I'll make it count. A

I'll aim for the eyes."

"I'll think about it." Leona scanned for reaction. Jack just left for his room perplexed.

[jabberwocky-warrior]

Romantic fluff | Gn Reader | not edited

They love to hold your pinkie finger. It’s a simple way to be close to you without drawing too much attention. As you walk around campus or in town, they don’t care. It's a sweet reminder of how much they care even if PDA isn’t their favorite.

When you get married, they begin holding your pinkie and ring finger. Their fingers brushing over your ring every few minutes.

Leona, Vil, Trey, Riddle, Lilia, Sebek, Jack, Jamil, Azul, Jade

This has been rattling around my head since 3am last night. Let me know if you have any requests!

I imagined this with Leona originally

[mee-op]

trey absolutely has chub around his stomach. he BAKES, of course he'll have big forearms and stuff but he also samples deserts and cakes every day.

[twst-drabbles]

Heartslabyul 7

Summary: The plant nymphs always finish eating before you do. So, you watch them skitter about as you continue munching. Fast little walkers, all of them are. It’s nice to hear their little feet on the table.

(I’m… not having a good time. The house was without water for a bit and we got it back, but then the house sprung a gas leak so we were without hot water just as a cold front came in. And we have a gas stove, so we couldn’t boil water. And then I found the body of a stray cat I liked right on top of that. Back to back. Really puts a damper on the good mood I finally managed to grab after months of apathy… I need a distraction.)

Honestly, it was rather difficult for you to eat early in the morning. Nothing to do with sleepiness muting your hunger, more that your appetite just wasn’t present. Your stomach growled, it twisted this way and that almost to the point of nausea, but no matter what you looked at, nothing grabbed at you.

So, instead of looking for something to spark that craving, you just picked a bland enough food that won’t overwhelm you with its taste and texture.

Little pit-pats quickly raced towards you and you looked down. Ace bounced on one foot as he struggled to pull himself up on the lip of the bowl. When he finally got his torso over, Ace took one look, one sniff of what you’re scooping up, and his face creased up in a disappointed frown.

You took another bite and pushed Ace off with your pinky. “Get off, you’re not getting anything from me.”

Ace glared at you, grabbed your napkin just to spite you, and stomped off. Well, not quite stomped. His feet pattered against the table in that way budgies do when they’re really determined to get to a place without flying. You’re pretty sure these little creatures are incapable of walking slowly.

Not even Trey and Riddle are exempt from this. Trey’s steps were very close to one another as he set up the table for the Roseling. In his concentration, he walked with the same amount of purpose as Ace was doing.

The chair Riddle was supposed to be sitting at was empty, for he beamed out of it as soon as he saw Ace being a little brat. His petals were fluffed up and jiggled almost violently with his quick steps as he raced to Ace with that stormy look on his face.

Ace, snickering to himself obliviously, threw the napkin right over the munching Deuce. Suddenly without vision, Deuce sat up in a panic and dashed around the table, flapping about in an effort to get it off but can’t.

You snorted just as Riddle gave Ace a good smack on the head and a binding thistle for his pranks.

Cater and his clones, who were tapping away at your phone at maximum efficiency, looked up just as Deuce knocked right into him. Like a set of bowling pins, all the Caters were knocked and scattered away.

You finally decided to intervene and cupped Deuce just as he was about to roll right over the edge. “Woah, careful there.”

One Cater was rubbing at his head while the others skittered right over to your hand. Almost gliding, the way they all walked. They each grabbed a side of the napkin and ripped it apart. Deuce’s head popped out through the whole like a sprout, clearly confused and but relieved to be free.

Trey had stopped his set up for a moment, looking over the chaos with a skeptical eye. His attention was on Riddle squeaking at Ace who sat on the ground, grumpy. Then it landed on your hand as the Caters patted at Deuce was still a little dizzy from all that rolling.

Then he noticed you looking at him. You raised an eyebrow and only then did Trey just, looked away. Continued to set up the table like he didn’t notice anything was wrong.

Just to bother Trey a little bit, you reached over and poked Trey’s legs. He jumped up a good three inches into the air before skittering around faster.

You chuckled. You really like the way they all walked.

[throughthetwistedmirror]

Outside Academics ~ *Trey Clover*

Summary: NRC isn’t fun for you anymore. So you’re dropping out. Trey does not like this idea.

Pairing: Trey Clover X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Drabble

Word Count: 599

Warning: Arguing, dropping out

Masterlist

Taglist: @savanaclaw1996 @goseew

It was Riddle who told him to find you. At first, Trey didn’t believe it. He thought all the rumors about you were impossible. Then again, he was always told to believe in the impossible. So really it was on him for not knowing any better.

When he heard you were leaving that day, he tore through Heartslabyul to find you. It was a miracle he found you before you left.

“Y/N!” He shouted, slamming the door open.

You smiled at his disheveled appearance. “All this fuss just for little ole me? That’s so sweet.”

He glared at you. “You’re not seriously trying to mollify me, are you? Because it’s not going to work.”

“Worth a shot.” You shrugged, snapping your suitcase shut. “Well, if that’s all, I must be off. I have a mirror to travel through.”

“You’re not leaving.”

“Why not?” You whined like a petulant child.

Trey started to sputter. “Because, because, because you can’t! You do realize that by dropping out, you’re taking the easy way out. You could stay, finish, and then not do anything with the degree afterwards.”

You shrugged again. “True. But I always believed my future lies outside of academics. What, I don’t know. But it’s not here, I can tell you that.”

“Y/n!”

“Trey!” You gave him a weak smile. “You don’t have to try and stop me, you know. I mean, I know Riddle is putting you up to this because he has an antiquated belief that knowledge will solve everything. But he doesn’t actually really care about what I do with that knowledge. And I know you don’t either.”

He shook his head. “I do. Of course I do. Why, why wouldn’t I?”

“Do you want me to believe you?”

“What?”

You sighed. “Look, Trey, if you care about me, that’s sweet and I appreciate it. However, I don’t think this caring you have for me is anything but superficial. I mean, if you truly cared about me you would let me go.”

“And do what?” He asked. “What are your plans after you leave here?”

“Well, in a perfect world, I’d find a way to go back home. But it’s not a perfect world.” You paused. “I suppose I’ll travel. I’ve made a lot of friends here. Who knows, I might find a job somewhere. Really, I’m a magicless person in a magical world. The world is a treasure trove that I just need to dive into.”

You could see that Trey was stunned speechless. In his moment of shock, you slipped past him, lugging your suitcase along behind you. You were almost out of the Heartslabyul dorm when someone grabbed your upper arm. You sighed.

“Trey…please…”

“I’m not trying to stop you from leaving. Honestly, if I were you, I would have left a long time ago. But you stayed and helped a lot of people. I think everyone here is very grateful for your service. However, I’m stopping you from thinking I don’t care about you. I do. I always have. You mean a great deal to me, so much so it scares me sometimes. So please don’t think I don’t care.”

You smiled, this time more genuine. “Oh Trey, you and that bleeding heart of yours.”

“Don’t patronize me. I’m trying to help you.”

“I know. That’s why I was going to visit your family first. Your mother offered me a job at your family patissiere.”

You felt him freeze. “Oh, dear Seven, no.”

“Oh yes.” Glancing over your shoulder, you smiled at his pale face and wide eyes. “See you on holidays, Trey.”

[twistedwonderlandshenanigans]

December Drabbles

Prompt 22: Thin Ice Characters: Che'nya, Riddle, Trey -------------------------------------------- "Are you sure the ice is thick enough Che'nya?" Riddle was rather timid. While the thought of walking across the lake sounded...kind of? nice, he had no basis as to how thick the ice should be if it was going to sustain their weight. Che'nya's head bobbed over his shoulder, grinning. "Course it is! Wouldn't want nya fallin' in meow would we? 'Sides, I was just out here the other day. Everything's fiiiiine." Trey just shook his head a bit and sighed, a cocky smile on his face as he pushed up his glasses. "If you're so confident Che'nya, you should let us see the rest of you so you can walk out onto the ice."

Che'nya's face dropped just for a moment, but Riddle missed it as he was busy trying to get a website pulled up to check if this lake was recommended for skating- or how to test if a body of water was thick enough to walk across. "Don'tchya trust me Trey? After all this time we've known each other?" Che'nya attempted to pull the biggest begging eyes he could muster, only to squawk indignantly when Trey gently shoved his face away. "For most things, yes. But as of right now? Absolutely not." Riddle wordlessly started searching for something along the edge of the lake, leaving the two older boys to bicker. "BETREYAL! JAIL, JAIL FOR A THOUSAND YEARS FOR YOUUUUU" Che'nya yowled as Trey waited for Riddle's back to be turned to give Che'nya a light shove onto the ice. It forced Che'nya to come into full visibility, gangly limbs struggling to find balance before succeeding, standing frozen in place on the shallowest bit of the lake trying to process the fact he had not fallen. "Oh you're fine, see? The ice is holding your weight just fine." Trey gave him a shit eating smile that Che'nya took as a challenge. The cat placed his hands behind his head and shrugged nonchalantly as he started to walk around a bit on the ice. His ear flicked a bit, trying to hide the fact he could very clearly hear the ice crackling underneath him, but it was too quiet for Trey and Riddle. "See? It's all good. Nyathing to worry about! Trey, why don'tchya come on out here? If it can hold me it can hold you!" Trey shook his head. "First of all, I'm heavier than you, secondly, I think Riddle is conducting his own test to make sure the ice can hold all three of us, right?" Trey turned to Riddle, giving him a bit of a knowing smile as the redhead hefted a decently sized rock. "Yes, I am." Che'nya's eyes widened a bit at Riddle's shit eating grin as he hurled the rock at the ice he was standing on. Che'nya reacted in time to float, but his tail was not spared the exposure to the ice cold water flicking up and barely getting him wet. He yowled as if his entire body had just slipped into the water beneath him though, quickly returning to shore where his friends were laughing at him. He flicked his tail indignantly, but didn't get any water on Trey or Riddle. "You guys!!! What if I had fallen in??? You're so mean!" Che'nya whined, puffing out his tail and holding it to him a little bit. "What, did you not trust your cat-like reflexes?" "You were the one who said there was nothing to worry about." The boys spoke nearly at the same time, making Che'nya make a fake offended sound as the other two chuckled again. "Next time I'm shoving Trey onto the ice." "I'd like to see you try."

[crystalrabbit246912]

Random TWST Drabbles

I wanted to get a good writing flow, so I took a random word generator and did this.

detail~

Jamil always took care of all the details, down to smallest possible dangers. He always arranged rides ahead of time, prepared for the slightest possibility of harm coming to Kalim, and brought along precautions for everything. He made sure to keep an eye on everyone around them, looking out for threats and making sure that Kalim didn't run off.

Despite his hatred for the Asim heir for the chains he had been shackled to all his life, his shoulders still tensed and he got an uncomfortable feeling in his gut when he couldn't spot his carefree and oblivious charge.

He blamed it on the fact that he would get into trouble if he lost one of the most important people in his life, even though he knew that it was worry for his pseudo-brother that made him scan the area around him with worried eyes.

What else would it possibly be?

Jamil was a very detail oriented person, but he locked away that detail of himself much like he did his hatred and resentment for the chains that bound him for all his life.

wrong~

Riddle didn't like to think back on the time before his Overblot. His memories of the days leading up to it were somehow both clouded in murky black, like the blot that had tainted his magestone, and clear as day.

He didn't like to think about that fact that he had been wrong, that everything that had been ingrained into him from a young age was wrong. He didn't like to think about the fact that Mother was wrong and maybe both of them had always been wrong.

He didn't like to remember that the life he had lived before everything began to spiral and crash was wrong.

Where had he begun to go wrong?

When had Mother begun to go wrong?

If they had both been wrong the entire time, what was all of it for?

preference~

Cater didn't have a preference for who he loved liked. He knew that most people swung one way or another, but he didn't really care. If he thought that someone was cute, if he wanted to let his walls down around someone only to have his heart shattered again, that was up to him.

Other peoples' opinions didn't really matter here, like they did in every other part of his life.

He was good at seeing other people's preferences as well. He knew that Ace and Deuce both liked the same gender as themselves, he knew that the Prefect didn't care for romance (if only he could be that lucky), and he knew that Riddle didn't know his preference yet.

Trey was still a mystery to him, though.

appearance~

Azul cared a lot about his appearance.

While it may not appear that way to an outside observer, he knew that the Twins knew as well as he did that his appearance was one of the most important parts to his attitude.

And his attitude was what kept him from becoming the weak little octo-punk at the back of the class again, so he had to maintain it and keep it perfect so that he didn't become weak again, didn't get called names and beat up every day lost his reputation.

Having frazzled hair and wrinkled clothes was a far cry from the suave, confident Azul Ashengrotto the school knew, which was why he had to keep his appearance and reputation as perfect as possible.

(He ignored the fact that a lot of his reputation was from people speaking badly of him after they failed to meet the conditions of their deals.)

[glitchtricks94]

Rough Day

Riddle Rosehearts x Reader Drabble

I saw @love-thanatopsis was craving Rosehearts content and I wanted to joke around and say do not tempt me and then mid joke rant I got an idea so now were here. Anyways, have fun with Riddle! -Glitchtricks Word count: 1.2k

Riddle was good with planning, one could even say it's his hobby! With you, there were no exceptions; he had many things planned out, his mind practically rivaling Azul Ashengrotto's when he really cranked up the juice on his intentions, that is, until he actually approached you. When he came near you, the sun practically vanished in his poor, anxiety ridden mind and he was reduced into a stuttering mess compared to the smooth conversation self he had built; oh, the frustrations he felt being around you, such a precious rose! Nevertheless, he still steeled his nerves and asked you out.

That was two months ago. Now, here you were, wondering where the fuck your boyfriend and small racoon/cat monster that perpetually reeked of smelly canned tuna were. Attempting to call Riddle yielded nothing, all texts were left on read, a faux pas that felt like a knife in your poor, squishy heart, and for some reason, Ace, Deuce, Trey and Cater were keeping you occupied with whatever they hell they could think of! Deuce decided to play mysterious bad-boy with you and drag you away with Epel on a magical wheel, making an impromptu trip to the beach, where your dumbasses, as you lovingly called them, then proceeded to wrestle in the sand until Cater showed up. First thing that your darling upperclassman did? Drag you to stand by the sparkling waters of the sea and snap so many selfies, the meaning of the word "selfie" was lost to you in a haze of hashtags, reshoots and far too much slang for your little brain to fully grasp; you wanted to strangle all three of them in that moment. Unfortunately, you lacked both the strength and arm count needed to do so. Seriously, Deuce is stronger than he looks, same with Epel, the little shits...

After finally getting dragged back to campus to get lunch by Cater, you attempted to locate Riddle and Grim again, however, no dice, and only Hearts and Clubs greeted you... Ace and Trey were the ones to bug ya this time, Ace being a jackass and cracking you up with jokes that'd make Riddle turn red from anger/embarrassment and Trey insisting you try some fun looking cake pops he made earlier and point out how he could improve. This is the time where it must be pointed out you know nothing about baking, and everyone that's ever tasted Trey's treats is jealous as all hell. You gave a mint cake pop to Ace. "You need a breath mint and this is the closest I got." You said, Ace gasping dramatically. "Rude!" He unceremoniously chomped down on his treat.

Evening has now fallen.... And you hate everything with every piece of your soul. You had no contact with your boyfriend, the little fuck just straight up ghosting you, your friends were running you ragged more than usual, and you still had no idea where Grim was so you were really fucking scared for him. Yes, the cat bastard was a pain in your side, but he was your pain and you loved him! A saddened sigh left your lips as you finally trudged back to Ramshackle, ready to cry into a pillow over your literal everything aching and hope all of this was some sort of bad dream. Imagine your surprise when you saw all the lights off inside your dorm and the sound of...is that violin music? Raising a brow, you ran to your dorm, throwing open the door and flicking on the nearest light, your eyes widening as you finally laid eyes on your dearest Riddle Rosehearts; dressed up in his dorm uniform with Grim dressed in a bowtie and...a little waiter suit(?) , with a beautifully intricate candle light dinner. Oh, and Ace and Deuce were in the background, somehow playing violins. You just blamed some of the ghosts, you know for damn sure your dumbass buddies can't play string instruments well.

"Hello, my rose." Riddle spoke, smiling softly at your shocked expression. Just as planned, your surprise melted into happiness as you rushed towards Riddle and kissed his petal soft lips, the Heartslabyul dorm head ignoring Ace's obnoxious faux gagging faces. "Was this where you were all day?" You asked softly when you pulled away, looking into those pretty slate grey orbs that practically glowed with adoration that no other would receive from him. "Yes, and my apologies for possibly worrying you." The redhead replied softly, brushing some hair out of your eyes. "I borrowed Grim and asked the others of my dorm to keep you occupied for the day whilst I prepared this. I hope you aren't too upset with me." "I was going to be, but this changes everything, you absolutely perfect man!" You cheered, making Riddle's cheeks ignite a soft red hue. Oh how he lavishes in your praises. "Excellent, as perfect as I planned it." "You and your plans. Shall we-" ScReeeEEEccccH!- Oh dear, sweet Seven, what did your dumbasses do?! Riddle instantly grew enraged. His perfectly romantic plan for the night that he was painstakingly patient for when setting up, all those calls he had to ignore, all the texts he had to hold back from replying to, everything reduced to ashes! "Uh...S-Sorry-" Deuce stammered, Grim sneaking up to the table and eating everything on the table while Riddle wasn't looking. You let out a shrill scream at the sight, Riddle whipping around and seeing the sight and letting out a yell, his magic pen in hand. "OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!" Riddle screamed, collaring Grim, much to his chagrin and then whipping around and collaring Ace and Deuce, Ace complaining and Deuce looking horrified. "Hey, it was an accident!" Ace protested. "What?! You were whispering to the ghosts that they sucked at playing!" Deuce replied. "Fgnyah! Get this thing off me! You can't do this to-" "Get out! All three of you, get out!" Riddle yelled angrily. "You have all ruined everything! GET OUT!" With that, your friends and cat/racoon monster bolted out of the building, leaving you with your now stressed boyfriend to comfort. Which you do, because you love him; he's your gremlin and you love him. "Riddle..." "What!" The redhead barked, looking at you with rage. Wordlessly, you cupped his cheek in your palm, the action making him relax slightly. "All I wanted was to see you today. How about we make some popcorn and munch on some candy together? I have a few movies we can watch while cuddling." You suggested, Riddle pausing before gaining a saddened expression. "I just...I wanted to do something nice for you, my rose..." "Oh Riddle, you do that just by going out with me." You replied sweetly, making Riddle melt inside. Oh how he loved you, you always knew how to make him feel good. "So, why don't we get those movies, get that candy, get that popcorn and kick back and relax, yeah?" "I...I suppose so..." Riddle quietly conceded, leaning into your palm and greedily accepting the kiss you planted on his lips. "Good. We both need this after today."