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i randomly remembered about this.
i'm building the dragon roll household in the sims and shout out to this absolute sitcom of a moment when i idly thought about locking the greenhouse so that only gia could get in, except someone already beat me there before i had the chance to and made enough mac and cheese to feed the tri-state area in gia's cauldron
#i think about gia’s arm in combat a lot actually#the magestone that powers it is the one they’ve been working on since nrc days which is why#they even accept having it done#their magic is entirely flora/flora but they make it work#they’re giving dr. pamela isley#anyway they do in fact throw down with floyd over this#dragon roll#unagi shrimp#gia yugo
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ration - @jegulus-microfic - words: 957
The bar thrums. James can feel the beat of the base in the floor beneath him, in the glass of warming beer he holds in his hand. Sirius, being the freak he is, has chosen some immensely depressing Pink Floyd songs as the theme for the night because, he says, it fits his ‘vibe’.
James has thought about sneaking some Taylor Swift onto the playlist, but he reckons Sirius might actually kill him for it and James fancies being alive for the moment, because he has too much to accomplish. He’s a man on a mission.
James has rented out the lower-level—the basement, Sirius calls it—for Sirius’s birthday. It’s a very hipster kind of scene: rusted piping overhead, reclaimed timber benches, rough brick walls. Sirius loves it for the irony, he says, but James doesn’t think there’s much ironic about it.
Not with the old-fashioned punk-rock style Sirius has going on and the messy man-bun.
‘You’re here!’ James whisper-shouts over Pink Floyd’s High Hopes.
Regulus turns around. There’s a ghost of a smile on his lips, ever so slight that James knows he could be mistaken. But James will take it anyway; he’ll take it all, every last crumb.
‘I’m here,’ Regulus says. Brushing his hair from his eyes, he glances around disdainfully. He doesn’t fancy crowds, James knows, and he won’t stay long. It’s just an appearance, most likely because Sirius had buttered him up enough that he has now decided to put the effort in.
‘Quite the event you’ve thrown,’ Regulus says.
James shrugs. ‘You know Sirius. Loves to be the centre of attention.’
‘I thought that was you, but I guess you’re two of a kind. Life of the party, circle of worshipers, boy glory, fall at your feet kind.’
James chuckles. Regulus isn’t wrong, he supposes. But Regulus doesn’t fall at his feet, won’t even deign to look at James half the time. But still, James is gone. Gone, because Regulus is beautiful, smart and witty, and James is the one worshiping at the feet of his glory. Regulus is mean and prickly, soft and gentle, and James is here for all of it.
‘Buy you a drink?’ James blurts out. He’s had enough liquid courage that it’s loosened his tongue ever so slightly. He hopes that it’s loosened his tongue enough for him to eventually ask Regulus to dance.
Regulus raises an eyebrow and eyes the glass of beer that James is still holding.
The beer that is warm.
Warm with rumination. Warm with vacillation. Warm with the lonely pity-party James had been throwing for himself while he pondered whether or not Regulus would walk his way, speak to him, smile at him, dance with him…
‘It’s warm anyway,’ James shrugs. Places the glass down. ‘So, can I buy you a drink?’
Regulus laughs, barely audible over the music. A quiet, beautiful sound. What a beautiful, beautiful sound. James wishes that Regulus would do it again. And again. That Regulus may never stop finding joy in the world.
Even though Regulus had likely been laughing at him. James will be his joy, be what makes Regulus laugh…
‘Buy me a drink?’ Regulus repeats. ‘Why? Do you have an ulterior motive, Potter?’ He says this in a low, almost husky voice. ‘Hoping to get me loose?’
‘What?’ James flushes in alarm, knows that the warmth flooding him isn’t from the beers he’d been drinking. ‘What, no! I—no, no, I swear. It’s a party and you…drink…at a party?' he finishes lamely.
Regulus, James realises, is laughing at him. That beautiful, beautiful sound that is his laugh. ‘I’m teasing Potter,’ he says wryly. ‘Yes, you can buy me a drink. Two, in fact.’
James grins and beckons Regulus over to the bar, where he buys a beer for himself and two whiskeys for Regulus (because, of course, the posh bastard drinks fancy whiskey).
But then Regulus takes the drinks, grins at James, and the son of a bitch departs. Just departs with only a ‘thank you’. A lingering look, like he’s asking James to watch him walk away. And yes, the back of Regulus is as wonderful as the front of Regulus. He’ll take every and any form of Regulus, but…
‘What?’ James breathes, speechless, flushed again. Not from the beer. This time, not even from embarrassment and horror, but from pure utter confusion and shock.
There’s a laugh, a bark that is audible over the beat of the music. So different from Regulus’s beautiful laugh. ‘He’s Regulus.’ Sirius slaps James on the shoulder in commiseration. ‘If you offer to buy him a drink, you’ll need to specify that he…you know, stay and drink it with you.’
‘What?’ James just repeats. ‘What do you mean I have to specify?’
Sirius roars with laughter, dropping himself down onto the bar stool next to James who is now staring despondently down into his glass. Of course Sirius is enjoying his suffering. What are friends for?
‘He’s playing hard to get, mate.’ He rubs circles comfortingly on James’s back, though he’s still laughing like this is the best thing that he’s seen and heard in a while. ‘Going to make you really work for it.’
For a moment, James hates that Sirius had managed to drag it out of him, that James is utterly gone for his little brother. Because, for some reason, Sirius just loves the idea. Not necessarily the idea of James and Regulus potentially (hopefully) together, but the idea that Regulus is going to go out of his way to make James’s pursuit of him the most drawn out and stressful endeavour of James’s short, short life.
But will James stop? No. Because James is an idiot. An idiot gone.
#harry potter#fanfiction#myfanfiction#microfics#james potter#regulus black#jegulus#starchaser#sunseeker#james x regulus#regulus x james#myjegulusmicrofics
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Im crying, screaming, throwing up. Leah, you’re putting your whole ass pussy into these updates. I can’t wait for the next update.
Bro. The way I literally spent six hours writing this yesterday. Six! I couldn’t stop. I just had to get it out. Anyway, as always—here’s the Terms Of Endearment Masterlist
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Dot was a smart little girl. She knows when things aren't right. She knows when Bob pulls up in a driveway that isn't Jakes that something is wrong. With her little heart already broken enough from her traumatic pick up from daycare, but when she sees a woman standing out on the front veranda that isn't you, her bottom lip quivers. Where were you?
“Where's Mamma?” Dot asked as she came to from her nap in her booster seat, Bob felt his heart break inside his chest because how do you tell a two year old that their mother is in the hospital?
“Mama’s gonna be back soon Dotty.” God Bob couldn't handle all this, he had no idea how you did it for so long without crying out for help. “Thanks for taking her on such short notice.” Bob is far too rattled for Chelsea Fitch to be comfortable with. “Jakes probably harassing the emergency department staff as we speak trying to get answers and Rooster was already there so–”
“She's more than welcome for as long as needed.” Chelsea makes her way down the drive to where Bob is fishing Dot out of her booster seat. “She looks so upset–” Chelsea sighs. “Hi darling girl, it's okay baby come here.” With one swift motion, Bob was picking up the little girl everyone had gathered around to protect and handing her over to Reubans wife. Dot immediately snuggled into her shoulder, she's so tired and emotionally exhausted. There's only so much a two year old can take before they begin to shut down. “You know much about how she's doing?”
“Nope, Jake fainted in the parking lot when he was on the phone with Rooster.” Bob relayed all that he knew as he unclipped the booster seats from the back of Penny's car to leave at the Finch household. “I didn't get a chance to ask much when I picked up the phone, just told Rooster we’d get there as soon as possible.”
“And by we you mean Amilia–” Bob just smiled, he caught the tone Chelsea used as she held Dot on her hip. Standing in the driveway as Chase clung to her leg. Bob Floyd loved the fact he wasn't the only one with a sibling he wasn't overly attached to.
“Yes ma’am–”
“Don't ma’am me Bob, I work for a living.” Bob couldn't keep his head from spinning on top of his shoulders if he tried. He couldn't keep up with the sharp wit and dry humour of the Australians he was suddenly in close vicinity to.
“Sorry, sorry–force of habit.” Bob knew he should probably head over to Jakes and get some essentials sorted. It hadn't necessarily been a task bestowed upon him verbally, but Bob knew that he should, to do what he could within his means. “I'm gonna head off, I'll swing by Jakes and get some of Dot's things, stop by, then head over to the hospital.”
“Can you tell my sister that for someone who's been in the states for less than three days on a soul searching quest or whatever bullshit she's on, she sure has a knack for finding trouble.” Chelsea chuckled as Bob just pressed his lips together in a thin line and nodded silently. “Come on bub’s let's get you two inside.”
“Thanks again Chels–” Bob thanked Chelsea just one more time before he was heading off, leaving Odette Dolan in the Fitch’s capable hands while everything else seemed to fall through the cracks.
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“You feeling alright?” Amilia asked as she drove Jake in silence to the hospital. There wasn’t any music playing through the speakers this time. Just pure silence filled the cab of her sister’s Sante Fe.
“I’m sorry you got caught up in all this.” Jake swerved the question Amilia had asked as he turned to take in Amilias profile. Fuck she was real pretty. “It was incredibly unfair of me to ask you to get involved.”
“Your niece is a real cutie.” Amilia, still focusing on the road ahead, smiled as she flicked on her indicator, turning into the Miramar Base Hospital. “I don’t think I would’ve been able to live with myself if I didn’t do something.”
“Yeah—“ Jake sighed, letting his head fall back against the headrest. “It definitely feels like that.”
“If you don’t mind me asking, how long have your sister and her ex been separated?” Jake just looked at Amilia, who for a split second turned her head to look back at Jake. “I don’t mean to pry.” Jake took notice to the way Amilias voice sounded softer in her regret to ask. “And by all means man you don’t have to tell me shit—just tell me to shut up and my lips are sealed.” Jake couldn’t handle the way Amilia turned her head back to the road ahead, she was so genuinely concerned about what was going on to people she’d never met before. “I shouldn’t have asked, I’m sorry—it’s too personal.”
“No, no you're good.” Jake cleared his throat, thinking about how to explain your circumstances. “Emotionally I’d say ever since the first time he laid his hands on her.” Jake remarked, balling his fist at the thought as he clenched his jaw. “But uh, she ran out on him a few months back, turned up on my doorstep beaten half to death with enough alcohol in her system that I would have believed her if she said she identified as a distillery.” Jake chuckled, it hurt to make peace with the fact this had been your life, your rock bottom. “I promised her if she stayed here then she’d be safe, that I wouldn’t let anyone hurt her yet here we are—“ Jake finally turned his head back to where Amilia sat in the driver's seat, looking for a park. “I don't know how to keep her safe.”
Amilia didn’t respond straight away, the air was too heavy around her, she could feel the weight of Jake's world on her shoulders. No one deserved to feel that kind of guilt. It wasn’t his fault, what that Jaidyn guy had done wasn’t a reflection on Jake. He was only one person, how much could he honestly do?
“The next dude that tries to kiss my fucking foreheads gonna cop a head-butt instead so we both end up hurt and confused.” Jake couldn’t help but to laugh softly as he looked at Amilia, this crazy, random woman he’d met that same morning felt like an extension of himself. Amilia had kissed him in the parking lot of his niece's day care not half an hour ago. Why had he not ended up copping a headbutt. He surely had a headache, but that was from smacking his head on the ground when he lost all control.
“Can’t say that doesn’t sound like a good strategy—“ There’s a few moments of silence as Amilia gives up circling the full car park and just decides it’s probably best to drop Jake off at the emergency department. She hits the curb slightly and Jake cringes at the thought of the gutter rash her rims were gonna end up with. “Jesus—“
“Sorry.” It’s not hard to notice the embarrassment laced in Amilias tone as she puts the car in park. “I’m still getting used to the whole left side steering and right side roadway.”
“How long have you been in the states for?” Jake asks, he’s reluctant to get out of the car because he knows the second he does he’s gonna lose his mind. Amilia Fisher seemed to keep Jake level headed. He needed that in all this, a guiding light. A lighthouse.
“Considering I’ve lost track of what day it is from the jet lag and copious amounts of caffeine I’ve been pumping I’d guest about three days, give or take a few hours.”
“Three days and you're slashing people’s tyres!?” Jake genuinely laughs for the first time all day. He feels the butterflies in his stomach take flight when Amilia matches his energy and laughs with him, nodding.
“I didn’t know what else to do!?” As the laughter drifted off into nothing, Amilia let herself settle into the back of her car seat. “You should probably get out now.”
“I don’t think I can go in there.” Jake held back tears, he wasn’t ready to accept he’d let you down. “Can’t see her like that.” He wasn’t ready to face you. “I fucked up, I can’t—“
“Hey, listen.” Amilia cooed as Jake tried his best to hold himself together, he was falling apart at the seams. “Just breathe.” A gentle hand with manicured nails that make Jake's skin rise with goosebumps reaches out to cup his cheek. “She really needs you, but it’s okay to feel like you don’t have your shit together.”
“You got anywhere to be?” Jake asked, it was his way of asking Amilia to stay. She just shook her head, she knew what he meant.
“Been the longest fucking day ever and I could really use a beer, but I got absolutely nowhere else to be.”
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Bradley hated hospitals. He’d never been one to associate hospitals with good memories. It’s where he’d gone with his mum when he’d found out he’d died in a training accident and It was where he said goodbye to his mum one last time before she left to be with her best friend again.
Now, as he sat in the waiting room tapping his foot on the ground impatiently waiting for someone, anyone to give him an update on how you were—he couldn’t help his mind from wondering. What if you were about to join the ever growing list of people Bradley Bradshaw had lost in his life?
“Bradshaw!” Jake bellowed out as he came barreling through the front doors of the emergency department, Amilia in toe. “Where is she?” Rooster stood to meet Jake in an embrace that put all others to shame. Brother in arms. Jake wraps his arms around Bradley as Bradley took him in tight. Both silently silencing their painful sobs in each other's embrace. “Where is she?”
“In surgery I think?” Rooster explained. “They wouldn’t tell me much because I still haven’t handed back the paperwork they asked me to fill out on her behalf.” It’s when Jake steps back that Bradley sees Amilia standing there. She’s a little on the short side, and by a little he means a lot. Respectfully Jake and Bradley tower over her. It wouldn’t be hard to lose her in a crowd. Amilia Fisher was definitely someone you’d tie a helium balloon to just to keep an eye on her.
“Who’s this?” Bradley asks, he thinks he knows. She looks a little familiar. Jake just steps aside, allowing Amilia to outstretch her hand to shake Bradley’s. “God You look like someone I know—“
“Uh, Chelsea Fitch is my sister, you both apparently work with my brother in law.” It all clicks in Rooster's mind when he hears the mention of Payback's wife. “Amilia, Amilia Fisher.”
“You’re the one who took the video this morning?” Bradley smirks, he can see the look on Jake’s face clear as day. The guys hooked.
“That’s me.” Amilia confirms, Jakes just crossing his arms across his chest as Rooster sends him an all knowing look. He’d fallen in love at first sight with you, what was so hard to believe about the same happened to Jake Seresin.
“She slashed Jaidyn’s tires too, made sure he couldn’t leave before Bob and I got there.” Jake mentioned and Bradley just raised his eyebrows in shock.
“No shit?”
“Bob took Odette to Paybacks place, he called me while I was on my way over—said he wouldn’t be too far away? Cyclone called off training for the rest of the week and sent everyone home.” Jake mumbled as he yawned, stretching his back out as he did so.
“Yeah he said something about not being able to have people flying multi million dollar fighter jets around while there’s an internal investigation going on.” Bradley sighed. He was exhausted. “Where’s Jaidyn now?”
“On his way to the station, I called the cops—they took him off in cuffs at the daycare.” Amilia explained as she looked around. “This a Military Hospital or General Public?” Bradley just looked at Jake who shrugged his shoulders back at him. Both men decided they needed to take a seat. Sitting side by side as Bradley handed Jake the half filled in paperwork.
“How bad is it?” Jake asked under his breath. Bradley just pressed his lips together, he knew Jake had taken notice of the blood that stained Bradley’s hands and uniform. He knew what the answer was already. He just needed to hear Rooster say it.
“Medic said her jaw was broken before we even got here, he must have really laid into her because I could hardly recognise her.” It absolutely killed Bradley to relay this information, he could see from the expression on Jake’s face alone that it killed him to know. But they needed to share each other’s heartbreak to get through this. “She’s tough though, never stopped fighting back—“
“We let her down.” Jake stated as a matter of fact. He was pissed at Jaidyn for everything he’d done to you but more importantly he was pissed at himself for allowing him to get close enough to her you.
“I know.” Braldey swallowed the lump in his throat as Jake filled in everything he knew about you from a lifetime of friendship. It didn’t seem like enough though as he sat there, looking around to see if anyone was coming to update them. “I know we did.”
Amilia opted to shout the two naval aviators who looked far too out of place a packet of chips from the vending machine. She knew well enough that they weren’t hungry, but they needed something in their system. Handing over the packet of chips, one each as she looked down at Bradley and Jake, gesturing for them to take the bags of air.
“My favourite is cheese and onion but I can’t speak for Lays, wouldn’t know what’s good or bad here so I thought I’d play it safe with the original.”
Jake just took Amilia in for all she was worth, Bradley could practically see the heart eyes he was sending over as he grazed Amilias outstretched hand and took the packet of chips.
“Thanks—“ Jake cooed as Amilia came to sit beside him. Bradley hummed to himself when she opened her own packet, offering Jake a few from her packet in the hopes he’d share his with her in return.
He did.
Bradley couldn't help but to smile, Jake deserved to fall in love. He deserved someone who was as willing, kind, and above all as annoying as he was. Amilia Fisher gave off that vibe.
He just wished you were here to witness it too.
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Admiral Beau Simpson had never felt more like a failure than he did in the moments he sat behind his desk recording on a blank disc the seven minute assault that had left you dangerously close to death. He had never seen such a violent act against a woman. But what else he saw amongst the beating was bravery—
“I need someone to contact the local authorities, this guy is an animal.” Cyclone explained as he tried to peel his eyes away from the monitor, but he couldn’t. He knew he owed it to you to sit there and watch what he’d let happen by not stepping in sooner. “Why are you still here?”
“Sorry sir.” One of the administrators that Cyclone had called into his office babbled out as he ran to make sure that the request of the admiral would be conducted. Almost as soon as he had left, Pete Mitchell was stepping into his office, wearing a confused expression.
Like this day couldn’t get any fucking worse for Beau Simpson.
“Why have you suspended all training until further notice and sent my team home?” Maverick asked, leaning over Cyclone's desk. “What’s going on—“
“You need to get down to the Base Hospital, Lieutenant Bradshaw is there with Y/n.” Cyclone could barely stomach enough courage to say what he needed to say. He made himself sick. “Allocations were made, they were dismissed when they should have been properly adhered to.” He sighed in disapproval of his own actions. Leaning back in his chair as he looked at the man who was in all aspects a better man than he was in the moment. “Felix was taken to hospital about two hours ago and I’ve opened an internal investigation into the situation. Your team is grounded until further notice, Captain.” Pete frowned as he took in what Admiral Simpson had just told him. He had been wondering where Rooster was, where Hangman had gone off to and why Bob was suddenly missing in action.
He paused for a moment, wondering if what his initial thought was truly what had been the case.
“Her ex got to her did he?” Maverick pressed his lips together as Cyclone begrudgingly nodded in conformation. “I told you when I found out he first got reposted that something would happen if you didn’t keep an eagle eye on that son of a bitch, didn’t I?”
It was true. When Jaidyn had first showed up in North Island, Jake had asked if Mav could possibly pull some strings. He tried to warn Admiral Simpson what would happen, but his predictions fell on deaf ears. Maverick couldn’t tell at the time if Cyclone just didn’t want to know, was too self centred to get involved or if he just didn’t care enough about his personnel to do anything about it.
“The only reason he took up this posting, Sir, was to get at her—I told you that and what did you do?”
Cyclone just closed his eyes—He knew what he had done. Nothing. If anyone had failed you it was Beau Simpson. “You told me to fall back in line, told me that if Felix had a problem she could come to you, but when she did what did you do?” Maverick hissed—he swore with the pressure building on his teeth as he clenched them tight he was about to break at least four. “You sent her away.”
“I was just following protocol—“
“When has following protocol ever worked in the case of domestic violence, Sir.” Maverick left it at that as he made his way over to the door. Speaking over his shoulder before Pete Mitchell went to explain to the remaining members of his Dagger crew what was going on. “It’s people like you who make the system so flawed it does more damage than good.”
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The sun had well and truly gone down by the time Bradley and Jake saw a doctor heading anywhere towards their immediate vicinity. Amilia had fallen asleep beside where Jake sat, her head felt natural on his shoulder and he, in every sense of the word, hadn’t had the heart to move her.
Bob had shown up an hour ago. He’d packed up a bunch of Odette stuff and dropped it off at Paybacks place before he made his way over. He’d filled him in on what he knew and told him as soon as he knew more he’d call.
“Wonder how long it’s gonna take for someone to put us out of our misery.” Rooster mumbled, his eyelids were heavy and his feet felt numb from sitting in the hospital waiting room chair for what felt like an eternity.
“Probably won’t be for a while still, god only knows we deserve to sit and stew in our own self pity.” Jake replied, he was just as tired as Rooster. Amilia snorted as she stirred on Jake’s shoulder.
“You two sound fucking pathetic.” Amile Fisher had the energy of a feral princess. She was wholesome and you could definitely take her home to meet your mother if you wanted to. But she drank tequila and bourbon of any sort straight. She;d square up with a grown man without hesitation and have no problem putting someone in their place. Amilia was all about balance, and right now? Jake Seresin was all kinds of out of balance.
“Thought you were asleep?” Jake turned his head to where Amila still had her head resting on Jake’s shoulder.
“The sound of your insecurities woke me up.” She mumbled, looking up at Jake through tired and hooded eyes. “You aren’t responsible for this, neither is Rooster, so cut the self loathing crap out.”
“Yes ma’am—“ Bob's ears pricked up at the sound of Jake sounding off like an aviator falling in line. He had a feeling what was coming next if Amilia was anything like her sister Chelsea.
“Ew, don’t call me ma’am, I work for a living.” Yep, he called it. Jake felt his heart skip a beat as he leaned in to kiss Amilias forehead gently, wondering if she’d follow through with her promise to headbutt the next guy who did so—she didn’t, Jake was simply met with a warm hum.
“Y/n Y/l/n?” There was a doctor calling your name as Braldey stood up in a frantic attempt to immediately find out more.
“That’s us!” He said a little too loud. The doctor just made his way over to where Rooster stood. “We’re here for Fe—how is she?” The doctor standing before Bradley just looked at him blankly. He had nothing good to say.
“I’m gonna be honest with you, it was pretty touch and go for a little while but we managed to get her stable enough to hopefully see some real progress come through in the next couple of weeks.”
“What’s the prognosis?” Jake asked, Amilia had since set up right, Jake wasn’t going to admit he missed her touch. So he pretended that he didn’t mind.
“We’ve had to wire her jaw shut but she should still be able to talk, she’ll be able to move her lips, just won’t be able to eat or drink so we’ll get her set up on a liquid drip the second she’s up.” The doctor explained and Jake wanted to vomit.
“She suffered a pretty serious spleen rupture, most likely caused by the blunt force trauma sustained around the area so we did have to remove it entirely—she’ll have to take a course of antibiotics every few months to ward of certain bacteria, living without that particular organ puts her at higher risk for life-threatening infections but you can live without it.” Doctor Sullivan explained as the waiting room reminded silent “She’ll receive a booster vaccine for pneumococcus, and for meningococcus and haemophilus influenzae type B in two weeks.”
“Holy shit—“ Amilia couldn’t believe what she was hearing, this was serious.
“Can we see her?” Bradley asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
“She’s being brought down from surgery now, we’ll get her set up in a room and we’ll send someone to grab you when she’s ready to be seen, however, usual visiting hours are between seven and seven, Although, judging by the seriousness of Miss Y/l/n’s injuries it’s safe for me to assume we’re dealing with some sort of abuse here?”
“Sherlock Holmes everybody.” Jake scoffed. “Listen, all due respect, but she won’t be alone for a second while she’s here.” Jake wasn’t asking the doctor to grant them a special pass, he was telling him. Doctor Sullivan simply nodded. He knew there was no reason to fight Jake on this one. They were gonna do what they wanted to do and no one was going to get in the way of that.
“I’ll have my chief sign off on an extenuating circumstances case order and liaise with whatever investigation is currently being conducted.” Doctor Sullivan nodded. “I’ll send someone to get you all shortly.”
“Thanks Doc, really appreciate it.” Bradley thanked Doctor Sullivan as he shook his hand, sitting down to patiently wait for the moment he could see you again. His heart had never hurt this much before. He wanted to cry but he was sure that he had nothing left in the tank. “I’m gonna kill him.”
“Get in line.” Jake added. He was seething, his anger threatening to consume every fibre of his being. “Fuckers gonna be breathing through a tube, if I had known what he did, I would have killed him.”
“Rhett’s coming.” Bob piped up from his own seat, Rooster didn’t know who he was talking about. “He can stay with Felix while you guys sort Jaidyn out and take care of Odette.”
“Who’s Rhett?” Rooster asked with a confused look smeared across his face. Jake answered for Bob knowing he wasn’t all that keen on airing his shit out.
“Bob's brother.”
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“Get your fucking hands off me!” Jaidyn spat as he was shoved into one of the holding cells at the North Island police station. “Are you fucking kidding me!”
“Sir, calm down—you’re being detained for an incident that occurred this morning.”
“You mean the innocent where I had the shit best out of me!?” Jaidyn shouted at the police officer who stood behind the other side of the bars. “I was beaten—“
“It was a provoked attack, we have video evidence to back the charges.” The officer explained before he turned on his heels, leaving Jaidyn to sit and stew in his own thoughts about how the fuck he was going to get the hell out of this.
“Who took the video?” Jaidyn shouted down the hall at the police officer who had nearly rounded the corner.
“I’m not at liberty to discuss the identity of the woman who handed in that evidence.” Was all Jaidyn got in response before the officer had disappeared. Jaidyn knew exactly who he was talking about.
“That fucking bitch.” Jaidyn remarked. It was the woman who stabbed his fucking tiers. He knew it. Amilia didn’t know it, but she had a target on her back as big as you did. As big as Jake and as big as Bradley. “That stupid fucking bitch—“
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Rhett Abbott hated flying. Which was incredibly ironic considering what his brother did for a living. He sat in the middle aisle of a plane he swore looked like it came straight out of the eighties and kicked himself for dropping everything he had going for himself because of one phone call.
Rhett didn't even ride. He was so distracted by Bob's calls that he couldn't focus. He knew if he got on the back of that bull he’d come off in a split second. Unable to hold onto whatever shot at victory he had. Rhett used to look up at night and wonder about his place in the stars, but all he seemed to do these days was look down–and worry about his place on the dirt. He was going nowhere and he knew it.
As he turned his phone on aeroplane mode and readjusted himself, Rhett wondered if San Diago would be an escape he needed. Perhaps Bob wasn't just reaching out for help, maybe he was inadvertently extending a hand to Rhett, to pull him from the vortex that was Wabang Wyoming.
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When one of the nurses on shift had come to get Bradley and Jake, it was Amilia who thought it would be a good idea for her and Bob to let them have a moment alone with you.
“Hey Bob, I'm kinda tired, Do you wanna come grab a coffee with me?” She asked softly, Bradley knew exactly what she was doing, so did Bob, it went straight over Jakes head though–but he didn't care all that much if Amilia wanted to be here or not, all he cared about as soon as the nurse had come and told them they could finally see you was that he got to do just that.
“Sure.” Bob nodded, he collected his things, pocketing his phone but only after checking in to see if rhett had messaged him. Still nothing.
“We’ll uh, catch up with you guys later.” Amilia pressed her lips together before she and Bob took off in the direction of the entrance. Leaving Bradley and Jake to face the harsh reality of jaidyn’s handy work themselves. It was probably for the best this way.
“Oh my god.” Bradley had seen what you looked like in the janitors closet, so his reaction was nowhere near as confronting as Jakes. “He did that to her?” Jake asked, it was a stupid question he already knew the answer to as he walked closer to your bedside. “Y/n–” Seeing you like this, so fragile and broken in a god damn hospital made Jake realise the only person he let down more than you was your daughter.
“She's gonna be out for a few hours still.” The nurse spoke up from her spot by the door. “Make yourselves as comfortable as you can though.” Soon enough it was just Jake and Bradley staring at you as you lay sleeping, high off your face on copious amounts of painkillers in a hospital bed. Battered and bruised. Beaten nearly to death.
“I can't imagine what would have been going through her mind when she was in there.” Jake spoke quietly as he stroked the pad of his thumb across your swollen cheek. “Probably thought that no one was coming.” It was a dig at himself.
“Cyclone said that there's footage.” Bradley spoke as he sat down in the chair beside your bed, watching the rise and fall of your chest. “He didn't think to check for a camera like he had in her hanger, this could be what puts him behind bars.”
“He’d wanna hope so–” Jake hissed. “Because if I ever see that fucker again ill put him in the ground.”
“Dot cant see her mum like this Jake.” Bradley couldn't take his eyes of you as he spoke. He was too afraid that if he did you'd stop breathing. “Look at her, she's a mess–it'll do more damage than good, to the both of them.”
“We’ll do shifts, she needs us to be as reliable as rain in Seattle.” Jake knew where this conversation was going, so he bit the bullet before Rooster even needed to plead his case. “I know how you feel, and I know my place in all this mess.” He explained, pushing your hair behind your ear. “You decide what you wanna do and I'll follow your lead.”
“I'm not Odette's dad, Jake.”
“You’re the closest thing she's got to one, so you decide, if you wanna be here i'll look after Dot, if you wanna look after Dot i'll be here, but she needs someone here with her all the time.”
“I feel like I can't breathe.” Bradley held a hand to his chest as his eyes welled with tears, Jake moved around to the side of the bed Rooster sat beside and placed a firm hand on his shoulder from behind. “She's the love of my life man, they both are.”
“I meant what I said when I said she deserves the world Bradshaw, and if I know anyone deserving of her, I'm looking at him.” Jake recited what he’d told Bradley in the very beginning. “So we’ll both sit here, formulate a schedule, and figure out where we go from here so when Y/n wakes up, she knows that Dots all taken care of.”
“Its gonna break her fucking heart that she won’t be able to see her.'' Bradley knew how you would react. You'd done so much to protect her and now you wouldnt even hold your daughter. “She's gonna flip.”
“I'd rather have her flip out on us and be safe and in the care of doctors and nurses who want to help then have her traumatise her own daughter, because right now she looks like Frankenstein's bride.”
“Don't let her hear you say that.” Bradley chuckled to himself as Jake tapped his best friend's shoulder, knowing that they were both over exhausted and struggling to stay awake.
“I'll just tell her you said it.” Jake teased before making his way over to the other vacant chair in the corner of the room. “While she's indisposed we should start moving her shit into your house so when she's discharged you can take her and Dot home where they belong.”
“You think she’d be alright with that?” Bradley asked as he kissed the palm of your hand, holding it between his hands as he brought it up to his cheek. “And since when have you been so okay with her moving in?” Jake didn't answer straight away as he unbuttoned his flight suit, tied the arms around his waist and sat with an exaggerated sigh.
“Since you chose her above everything else.”
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C A U S E F O R A H O W L E R
Hermione Jean Granger x Reader
Request: yes @JulzLovDraco4Eva
Summary: you've been friends with the trio since first year (You, being Draco's twin sister, sorted into Gryffindor...... ouch) and obvs ur parents don't approve. You've been hiding the fact that you've been dating Hermione for two years now. It's the day before battling Voldemort lol
Warnings: Swearing; allusions to sex; family disowns child
Word Count: 1.9K+
You stared at Draco, groaning when he wouldn't back down. "Oh, come on!"
"Father said I should keep an eye on you, so I will."
"Well, since you like taking his words literally so much - he said an eye. Not both, at all times, relentlessly and to the point of murder with motive."
"You're so dramatic," he scoffed, crossing his legs formerly on the bench opposite you. Beside him, Blaise snickered, nibbling absently on his jacket potato.
"Priss," you spat back. "Don't know why father thinks your 'keeping an eye on me' will do any good, anyway..."
"I don't know, to protect you?" he deadpanned, as if this were blatantly obvious.
"You're a pussy, Draco. And I'm three times as good as you at Charms and DADA."
"That, my dear friend, is definitely true," Blaise added helpfully, smiling at Draco as he glared.
"Okay, well, on that note, I'm off," you announced, standing up briskly.
"Well, I suppose that means I'm off, too," your twin replied, trying to stuff as many beans down his throat as possible before he had to go.
"Don't be stupid. You're not finished, and I need to go to the bathroom, anyway."
"Yeah, but-"
"What are you gonna do? Guard the door? Or are you going to join me? We can go to the haunted one, if you want. I know Myrtle loves you-"
"Fine! Okay! I'll meet you at the courtyard after, alright?" he retracted quickly, throwing up his hands.
You only grinned, taking even prouder strides when you heard him mutter 'I'm never finding her again, am I?' to Blaise.
Walking the corridors, you could feel your shoulders sagging, your fingers fidgeting with the fabric of your robe. It had been a long week. A long month. Maybe a long year. You felt like crashing into bed, Hermione in your arms, doing nothing for days and only really getting up to cook something for her.
You could picture it perfectly: A bed the size of a small room, the two of you surrounded by books that you'd read to each other as the record player lazily hums 'San Tropez' by Pink Floyd. A week spent fucking, eating home-cooked, Mediterranean food, reading, talking, fucking again.
But that was a dream for another life. Maybe there was still hope for it sometime else - a time far removed from war, from exams, from your goddamn father.
"Password?" the fat lady asked coldly.
"Flobberworm," you murmured, stepping through the round door immediately after she swung open.
"There you are!" Harry's voice surprised you inside. "We were wondering whether you had relocated to the dungeons for good now, given Malfoy's insistence on-"
"Oh, shut up," Ron interrupted, slapping his shoulder. "She's tryna get away from him, not meet his fan club."
"Right. Glad to have you back."
"I've missed you," Hermione said sweetly, throwing a leg over your own as soon as you sat down.
"Get a room," Ron complained, grimacing. He had dealt a deck of Exploding Snap and was looking very unhappy about his own cards.
"And here I was thinking you'd turned over a new leaf of empathy," you sighed, wrapping an arm around Hermione's shoulders.
"Yeah, right. Ever since Hermione called me a teaspoon, I thought I'd give up."
"Room for improvement is no reason to forgo emotion entirely. In fact, I'd argue the fact that it bothers you shows that you already have."
He scowled, making a ridiculously bad move to top things off. Harry grinned, giving you a thumbs up.
"Hey, you okay?" your girlfriend asked after a moment, in which your sprightly face must have slacked. "You look a bit... worse for wear."
"I'm fine. Just tired of my bodyguard, that's all. Pretty sure he has less muscle mass than me, though, so I should probably come up with a new title."
"'Tis true," she agreed. "But still... you wanna go for a walk? Just the two of us? We can steal Harry's cloak until we're out of your brother's way?"
"You can what?" Harry piped up, failing glaring at you because of how miserable he was making Ron.
"Well, can't we?" Hermione asked testily, looking unimpressed.
"Of course, I just wish you'd ask first."
"Well, here I am, asking."
"Yes, you're welcome to take the sole material inheritance I have received from my father, also my insurance for survival should one Dark Lord choose to search for me this fine afternoon-"
"In that case," Hermione smiled, "I'll be glad to take it off your hands." The two friends stared at each other momentarily before she took your hand, dragging you up to the boys' dormitories.
Twenty minutes later you were walking by the lake, feet dangerously close to the dark water.
"So, what is it?"
"What's what?"
"Whatever is ruining your mood."
"Oh, so you're saying I'm not delightful? Uncalled for, that is."
"Oh, come on, just tell me," she said impatiently, glaring at you.
You smiled, swinging your arms restlessly. "Well, as I said, I'm not too chuffed my brother is following me around everywhere, making me live in fear."
Hermione only stared at you, unimpressed, waiting.
"Yeah, I guess I just feel guilty still, in a weird way. Not that there's anything remotely wrong with dating you, it's just... it's our two-year anniversary and all I could think about while planning was how to celebrate incognito. It's kinda... tiring, I suppose." You looked back at her, chewing on your tongue. "Sorry, I'm rambling."
"No, I understand. And there's nothing to feel guilty about. If my family were so district, if they would disown me if I told them who I loved, I know I would... well, I don't know what I'd do, but I know it would be hard to handle." She smiled at you, the kind that made the skin around her eyes crinkle and her freckles catch a different ray of sunlight. "Let's just make today special."
"I wholeheartedly agree," you said firmly, placing a hand on her waist and stopping her. "Which is why I'd like to give you this."
You pulled out a small, indeterminate box with a ribbon around it. The size and shape didn't hint at what was within, so that you could watch as Hermione's brow furrowed, clever eyes searching for clues.
"Can I open it?" she asked timidly, quickly untying the ribbon when you nodded. Inside lay a multitude of things: A necklace with 'Hermione' spelt in Japanese characters (へみおね), a small line drawing you had created of the two of you, and a folded list of book recommendations, each addressed to a certain aspect of her. (For example, to her expression when she is in 'survival mode': The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. To her fast-paced wit and love of puzzles: The Collected Stories of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.)
"(Y/n), I-"
Before she could thank you, you slid off one of your rings from your index finger, one that you wore every day, placing it on her middle finger instead. She stared at it, as if it were a legendary artifact that might still surprise her.
Hermione looked around then, but there was no one. No one to stop her kissing you like her life depended on it.
"Hermione," you murmured, detaching herself from her mouth, ignoring the surprising turn, "you sure you wanna do this here..."
"Thank you," she whispered instead, slinging herself against you. "Thank you so, so, so much."
"I'm glad you like it, darling," you managed between kisses, lips colliding in waves. Your other hand leaped to her waist, holding her impossibly close to your body. Hers travelled the muscles of your back, reaching for the plane of your nape where her fingers surpassed your hairline.
"'Mione," you groaned, hardly gaining her attention.
"Dorm?" she managed.
"Yeah," you panted, reluctantly breaking away.
"Right."
The way up to and through the castle under the cloak was hard, even while walking past your brother. Hermione kept whispering 'thank you's and 'you're perfect's and kissing you, anywhere, everywhere, and it took a ridiculous amount of willpower not to rail her next to the Hogswatch team.
Your shared dorm was mercifully empty, and the cloak was quickly discarded. You pulled her down onto the bed by her hips, groaning as she grinded against your lap, face connected to yours.
She slipped off her jacket with the box inside the front pocket, followed by her jumper, the heat within you now deafening.
"Are you sure?" she asked, pained to have jeopardized the mood. "I know we haven't done anything since your brother's been following you around and I understand if you're worried he'll find out somehow-"
"I'm sure. I have you, don't I?"
Hermione's lips were on yours again, hungry, insatiable, moaning your name-
A sharp cry emanated from the door, some sort of terrified surprise.
You jumped up, one hand still on your girlfriend's thigh, but Draco was already leaving, running away - his job was done, and it had not been to protect. You loved your brother, but you knew just as well that he would do anything to feel more secure in his own home.
You knew that that home would no longer be yours.
"I can see him in the Owlery right now, trying to understand how this could've happened under his watch," You laughed dryly, staring at the open door. Hermione stepped before you, closing it.
"I'm so sorry."
"You have nothing to be sorry for."
And yet, mere hours later your father's owl arrived - a grey one, shivers of green down the spines of his feathers. The letter was easy to remove from his leg and you knew before opening it that it would be loud. Hermione cast a silencing charm on the room wordlessly, because even she knew.
And the letter lived up to its namesake, a howling cacophony of your father's disappointment. It tore itself apart with the knowledge that it had forbidden you from returning to your childhood home. You did not move to clean the remnants away. You didn't dare look at Hermione, who you could picture with a hand over her mouth and a look of pity in her eyes that made you want to disappear completely.
"You have me," Hermione said eventually, meekly, as if she wasn't sure how much that was worth. "You can stay with me and my family. You know you'll never be alone. I mean, if you want to. I know so far I've already been cause for a howler."
"Yeah," you whispered. You didn't know whether you could manage more in that moment.
"Yes?" she asked, seeking confirmation, but you didn't miss the hint of betrayal in her voice.
"Yeah, that would be great," you stuttered, trying to sound sure of yourself. "Merlyn knows I'll need a new bodyguard with less muscle than me."
She smiled, even though it was watery, and gently leaned in for another kiss.
You knew you had chosen right. You knew this might someday lead to heaven on earth. You knew Hermione was forever for you.
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Saw AU ask time! What are the housewarden's most favourite and least favourite part of the trap process? (Trap process = anything from start to end.)
Hi friend, thank you so much for this ask! I'm always so delighted to talk about Saw AU with you!!!
Under the cut for length, but I don't think there are any warnings I need to say here, except for, of course, the fact that this is the Saw AU so there will be talk of murder ahead! :D
Riddle:
Favourite Part: tidying up after the trap is done; in not-quite the literal sense. As per your lovely fic, Burnt (I recommend anyone not familiar with this series check out the fic; I love the fics we've written for this AU), Riddle gets rid of evidence connected to saw-related murder cases he has access to as a lawyer. I think it gives him a sort of satisfaction, like tying up a loose end. I also think he has a certain amount of pride that he can use his work skills and hard-earned position as a lawyer to his benefit when he's finished with a trap.
Least Favourite Part: Choosing a victim. It's not from empathy with the victims, though. I think he finds it hard to narrow down, because as part of the justice system in Twisted Wonderland, he knows so many criminals and has had to research and even participate in so many horrid court cases. I think the problem isn't so much that he hates choosing as it is he just has so many choices that he finds it difficult to determine who to choose first.
Leona:
Favourite Part: Honestly Leona's fave part was the hardest for me to decide. I'm not too sure he has a part that he considers his "favourite" so much, since he is known to have a lot of apathy toward things. However, I think the part he would find most satisfactory is watching someone get "what's coming" to them.
Least Favourite Part: I think Leona would find explaining to John why he thinks the victim needs to be trapped annoying. It just comes across as a (really fucked up) school project to him, and he doesn't really want to do it. However, he does it anyway because he's in this so he's gonna do it right. He just grumbles the entire time and pouts.
Azul:
Favourite Part: Watching the trap unfold. Azul puts in so much work and effort into his plans. And I fully believe he is the kind of person who loves to watch all his carefully-laid plans come to fruition. There's a sense of satisfaction in watching people play right into his hand, and there's no way for him to lose once the actual trap itself has begun. If the victim succeeds, Azul receives a Good Grade in Redemption Via Saw Trap (something both normal to want and possible to achieve), and if they lose then one more person he finds distasteful is removed from the world and he is none the worse for it. Azul loves when he has a 100% chance of coming out on top.
Least Favourite Part: The planning. As much as Azul spends so much time planning the saw trap, it is not because he loves it. In fact, it's a rather anxiety-inducing process at times. He takes so much care with every step, he puts hours upon hours of research in, and yet he does not get the satisfaction or feel safe until the trap has finally been set off. It's a significant problem at times. (Jade and Floyd also hate the planning part, for this very reason. They want their man to actually take care of himself)
Kalim:
Favourite Part: The end. The part where it's over and they've just finished and he can be done with it. He can make his report to John to tell him the outcome, and then he's finished with it. He can go and throw a party and invite over dozens of people to try and distract himself from the gravity of what he's done.
Least Favourite Part: When the victim is actually in the trap. He hates seeing them actively suffering because of a situation he put them in. It makes his stomach hurt. Even if he's not watching the trap, he can't get away from the nagging thoughts about what is happening.
Vil:
Favourite Part: Watching the victim. As much as I don't think Vil enjoys committing murder, and as much as I think he treats it very seriously, he does still have a bit of vindictiveness to him (and we love that for him). I think Vil is very careful about who he traps, in that he tries very hard to make sure it is justified. But, when he does find someone he thinks deserves to be in there, it fills him with some satisfaction. He has worked hard for everything he has. He wants to see them work to keep their lives. And, if they don't make it, it just cements in his mind that they were definitely scum worthy of the trap.
Least Favourite Part: collecting info on the victim. It's significantly harder for people who are in the public eye to sneak around tailing and investigating others. Yes, he has Rook and Epel, but I think Vil probably worries about them feeling used, or stresses over them being in danger even though he knows they are capable. We know from book 6 that he can be very tender and emotional, and that his professionalism is somewhat of a mask at times. So, even though he does ask Rook and Epel for help, he hates doing so because he knows they won't say no.
Idia:
Favourite Part: Building the trap. He lives for it. Idia loves setting it up, tweaking each part until it's absolutely perfect. He likes sorting it out and bringing his plans to life in front of him. When it comes to the trap, he is always trying to out-do himself in setting it up. Strategy is his thing.
Least Favourite Part: Kidnapping the victim. He's not one for the physical work of things. And, it's the most dangerous part for him. He can search up a million things online and track your digital footprint to hell and back without giving anything away about himself. He can build an amazing trap with no hindrances because he's always building something or other for Styx so no one questions him. He can watch the trap remotely and only has to really do minor things on-site. But kidnapping? That's the part he can't control. That's the part where either he, or Ortho, is at risk physically for being harmed by the victim. And even if they're not harmed, if the victim gets away, there's the risk of things being reported and then they'd have to risk getting caught or they have to switch to another victim.
Malleus:
Favourite Part: The outcome. He's curious to see how far the humans in his traps will go. It also brings him a sense of comfort knowing someone has either "learned their lesson" (succeeded and beat the trap) or "been fairly judged" (died horribly), which makes the world a safer place for his loved ones (particularly Yuu).
Least Favourite Part: setting up the trap/building the trap. It's the worst part for Diasomnia, and that is mostly because of how it works for them. As per previous discussion, we've established that the fae cannot test trap parts to make sure they're appropriate for humans, since their strength is on a different level. This leaves all the testing to Silver, and while he is only ever testing the individual parts and not actually put in a trap himself, there is still a significant amount of danger when working with the different pieces (varying depending on the type of trap). It sends Lilia into a spiral to the point that he can't actually help and has to be in a separate place altogether. It stresses Sebek out because (whether he wants to admit it or not) Sebek likes Silver a hell of a lot. And Malleus isn't keen to see his family get harmed either.
Hope you enjoyed my answers! As always, let me know what you think! Thank you again for this fun ask!!
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first oc moment kinda nervous blushing and twirling my hair (except im actually shaking in my boots help me. ive never made an oc before.)
anyways yes i totally went off the deep end and now sereia aecor exists, a japanese spider crab merperson.
i'll be fleshing them out more (obviously hehe) but for now you get a basic facts sheet that i spent quite some time (probably too much time) contemplating!!
Name: Sereia Aecor
Pronouns: They/Them
Species: Merperson
Dorm: Octavinelle
Class: Class C
Birthday: June 5th
Age: 17
Height: 188 centimeters
Dominant Hand: Right
Homeland: Coral Sea
Best Subject: Alchemy
Club: Mountain Lovers
Hobbies: Growing plants, skincare, shopping for clothes & accessories.
Pet Peeves: Being called “crabby” when they’re grumpy.
Talents: Playing the flute.
Favorite Food: Vegetable Stir Fry.
Least Favorite Food: Onions
Unique Magic: Sifting Sands. Magic used to immediately soothe someone. Can make the target's movements lethargic and uncoordinated.
More Physical Appearance
Dark colored eyes, red hair. Hair is short, choppy, and a wavy. They have freckles across their cheeks and nose. They have a singular shell earring on their right ear. Heart shaped face and slender neck. When in their merform, their chest is pink and shifts into a bright red down the arms, where it shifts into a white as it reached their hands. Their mer half is a spider crab body with six long, lanky legs.
Other Funky Stuff
They're super into skincare since their merform molts. They take very good care of their human form's hygiene C:
Because they're a decorator crab, they adapted to wearing clothes rather quickly and love dressing in flashy, bright colors (because they were forced to wear dull stuff for protection.) This usually throws people off because they're very quiet and unassuming.
They’re a fan of accessorizing their outfits and have a lot of shell pins on their Octavinelle scarf. Whenever Azul asks them to take the pins off they give him a blank stare until he gives up.
Childhood friend of the Octatrio, unknowingly scared away Azul's bullies a few times because their legs were seen as "freakish" and "awkward." Was also a target for rumors and stuff though because they do not have a tail.
Hit a huge growth spurt and shot up to basically the Leech brother's height when they were fourteen, Azul is still not over it.
Sereia started playing the flute after hearing the story of The Little Mermaid and how her prince played an instrument like that.
They're an incredibly slow runner and prefer to walk. Because of this, they run out of breath fast on land and do not have a lot of stamina. Floyd does not find them interesting to chase (oops.)
#🦀! sereia aecor <3#japanese spider crab concept <3#im scared to put this in main tags so i wont#i might open an interaction event for them im not sure!!#it'd be written stuff though...i cant draw#OKAY SUCKING IT UP AND POSTING IT#3......#2.......................#1.........................................
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A Double Date with Tweels~
Synopsis- Jade and Floyd decided the to take their partners on a double date! Which is great except they have never meet the other before and are extremely nerves about who the other is. It takes a certain kind of person to date a Leech, they should know! Their dating one!
Note - This is a tribute and fun crossover featuring @angrylilcyclops oc Milo! Go check out their stuff! They are amazing artist with cool Ocs! This is also a thank you for the beautiful piece I commissioned of Reyna and Jade, so I hope you all enjoy it! Info on the Ocs is here: Reyna and Mailo
Reyna was running late. She was still in the lab when Jade texted to say he was picking her in 15 minutes, and she was covered in pollen and animal gunk (don't ask). So in record time, she showered, found a decent dress, and her good lab coat. She was throwing her hair in a bun when the doorbell rang. She then realized a second too late that she forgot her glasses when she ran into the door frame. Now, not only was she late for a date, but a nice bruise was developing on her forehead. This is not what she wanted to look like for the double date.
She made it down the stairs in a rush before opening the door to the ever-smiling Leech, Jade. "Sorry, I got caught up in an experiment, and frogs' breath is really hard to get off of Prothetics." Reyna apologizes as she struggles to get her lab coat on.
Jade, being a gentleman, took the coat and helped her ease it on over her left arm prosthetic and smoothed it out from being. "I guess it's good I reminded you then." Jade Chuckled."You seem frazzled portabella?"
"I mean, I am a little frazzled. I'm just nervous. I have never been on a double date before, and add the fact that I haven't met Floyd Boyfriend, plus my lacking people skills." Reyna fixed her patched dress and smoothed her lab coat. "I-I just want to make a good impression, I guess." She turned to Jade and straightened her glasses."How do I look?"
Jade melted his business smile into a more genuine one, one that he saved for her and when they were in the mountain ls forging for mushrooms. He tucked away a stray strand of hair, "You look lovely, pearl." He held out his arm, "shall we?"
Reyna nodded and took her arm. "Where are we going to eat anyway?"
"A place in Town, We received permission to take you two to this lovely place by the docks." Jade explained.
"That sounds nice... Floyd didn't want to risk us cooking again?" Reyna asked knowingly.
"Precicly." ----------------------------------------------------------
Floyd was the last-minute king, which Mailo enjoyed most of the time, but not today.
"What do you mean we are meeting Jade and his girlfriend in 10 MINUTES!" Mailo rushed around Floyd's bedroom, getting ready for this surprise date. He managed to get his nicer clothes out of Floyd's closet before rushing to the bathroom. "I had no clue Jade was dating. What is she even like? How long have they been dating? What if she doesn't like me? Who even is she!?" Floyd was putting on his newest pair of sneakers and shrugged.
"Tetra-chan? She's a cute little fishy~" He stopped for a moment and thought back to the other day, "Just don't eat anything she offers ya. She is kinda like Jade in that way."
"How much like Jade is she?" Mailo called from the bathroom.
"Um... How do I put this?" Floyd stood up and leaned against the bathroom doorway. "She is a few stitches short of mad, but she's good with Jade. They both go off into the mountain and try to poison us with the stuff they bring back, they have a weird obsession with mushrooms, and I think she has tried to raise the dead a few times. But she's nice."
Mailo looked up at his eel and asked, "We're going out to eat, right?"
"Yeah, no way in the seven seas am I letting them cook." Floyd smiled and wrapped his arms around his little shrimpy. "Ready?"
"I guess so... do you think she'll like me?" Mailo asked. He was never usually this nerverous about what people thought, but this was his boyfriend's twins partner.
"Probably, who wouldn't like my shrimpy~" With a big kiss, Floyd left the bathroom to head out, leaving Mailo to wonder, what kind of person is Jade's girlfriend?
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Reyna and Jade made it to the restaurant first. Reyna was still fidgeting with her dress and glasses as she anxiously waited for Floyd and his date to arrive. They got their drinks and some complementary bread. Jade found his portabella's nervse to be entertaining.
"Is there anything I should know about Floyd's partner? Like his name or allergies? What if they are turned away by my scars or my prosthetic or what if I accidentally detach my hand and freak them out?" Reyna detached her hand as she said that.
"Well, you could ask him yourself," Jade nodded to the door as Floyd and a pale boy with green and purple hair came in.
Reyna jumped and fumbled to put her hand back onto her arm.
Floyd waved to his brother and Reyna as they came over. "Tetra-Chan! Jade-chan! We made it!"
Reyna and Jade stood up from their side of the booth, causing her to fumble. "Floyd, Mailo, I'm glad you made it."
Reyna stood close to Jade and fixed her dress. Jade took her hand and gestured to Mailo. "Reyna, this is Mailo Naiad, Floyd's boyfriend. Mailo, this is my girlfriend, Reyna Bouc."
Reyna was half grateful that Jade took care of the introductions as she outstretched her arm to Mailo. "It is nice to finally meet you, Mailo." She did with a forced smile, trying to hide the nerves. But she failed to realize that Jade was still holding her prosthetic hand that had detached yet again.
Milo stared at her handless arm but reached to shake it anyway. "Nice to meet you too, Reyna... Floyd told me a lot about you."
"No, I didn't. I never mentioned her until I told you about the date 20 minutes ago." Floyd said blankly as he looked at Reyna's detached hand with a wicked grin. He reached to take it from Jade, but being the good boyfriend, he moved it quickly from his twins' resch.
"It's fine, I- Oh Sevens! I am so sorry, I swear this isn't a common thing I-" she finally realized her hand was missing and took it back from Jade as she tried to quickly reattach it, but it wasn't working "come on you stupid peice of-"
"Allow me, Portabella." Jade calmly took the hand and attached it with ease.
Floyd was laughing out loud at the whole transaction. "Yeah! Let's eat!"
Reyna felt completely embarrassed and bit her lip. Jade patted her head and her gestured for her to go in first. She did and found herself across from Mailo.
After an awkward silence, Mailo spoke up. "So, how did you and Jade meet?" He asked.
Reyna got out of her head and nodded, "During Club hour! I just transferred to NRC, and I saw there was a Mountian Lovers Club. I really like forging and thought it would be nice not to go alone." Jade smiled as he recalled the day as well, "To my surprise, Jade was the only one in the room. I was really nervous since I am not the best with people, but after we started talking about mushrooms and things turned around! it wasn't long after we started dating."
"Two weeks afterward, to be precise." Jade added and held her hand under the table.
Reyna felt comforted by the action and started to relax a bit. "What about you and Floyd? How did you two meet?"
Mailo smiled and said, "We met when he dragged my friends away because the idiots made a deal with Azul."
"I heard about that! Ruggie is in my class, and he told me last semester he had to help out this magicless kid with an overbolt beacuse they treated his bosses sleep schedule, which is truly genius considering who his boss is." Reyna noted.
"That was me!" Mailo exclaimed, "I threatened to never let him sleep again!"
"So you're the one that has been dealing with the overblots? Next time to do that, would you mind getting me a blood and blot sample from the victim?" She took out a syringe and vial from her jacket pocket. "I have been wanting to reaserch the properties of blot, but I keep missing the events!"
Mailo rubbed the back of his neck and said, "I would like to, but I really don't want to be in one of those situations again. But if I think it may happen again, I'll let you know."
"Why do you have a syringe in your pocket?" Floyd asked.
"Never know when you need to get a sample! Jade was nice enough to give me a sample of mer-eel blood, scale, and hair to research, but I usually have to sneak the samples off of others..." Reyna commented and put the vials back in her pocket as the waiter came over.
After appetizers and small chit-chat, Reyna and Mailo had an easy back and forth.
"So in your world, you can use magic and turn into a siren, but here you cannot? That is fascinating!" Reyna exclaimed. "There must be a blockage or a dam of sort due to the mirror... you know, with the right elixir, we could probably unclog the blockage -"
"No. Experimenting on my boyfriend. Ya hear!?" Floyd said in his scary voice, but it just caused Reyna to pout.
"But -"
"NO."
Jade Chuckled, and Mailo laughed as well. "I appreciate the offer. And I may take you up on it later, but I would hate to bother you right now."
Reyna smiled. "It's not a bother! I have always been fascinated by the relationship between magic and biology, so this would be a fun diversion from my other projects!"
Mailo kept the conversation going, "What are your other projects? Floyd mentioned you tried to bring stuff back from the dead, but -"
"Tried? I succeeded." She said blankly, "it is only on small animals, but I think I am close to bringing back a deer... well, if I can get the right ratio of frogs breathe and Deadmans shrooms."
Jade and Floyd smiled at their partners, talking happily and shared a few looks that only the other could decode.
This caused Mailo to pause, eating his trout, and gave Reyna a weird look. "Wait, that wasn't a joke?"
"Why would I joke about bringing animals back to life?" Reyna said and started reaching for ger wallet, "If you don't believe me, I have some pictures I can show you, there not dinner friendly but i think their cute. Well, that's what my sisters say. Anyways-"
"Nope, I believe you." Mailo said, putting a hand up to stop her from showing him the pictures, "It's just hard to believe at first... have you brought people back to life?"
"Oh, never. I swore to only revive being of lower intelligence." She said seriously. "The main reason for that project is to prove that there is the capability to come back with limited consequences to intelligence and magic ability. Now, I am working on limb replacements and revitalization."
"Are you trying to find a new arm?" Floyd asked and Mailo gave him a look of 'We don't say that!?!'
Reyna adjusted her glasses and shrugged. "I cannot say that isn't a motivator in my actions. But I really am curious if we can revitalize perfectly good organs from the dead before they decay completely to aid the living."
"Huh...." Mailo didn't really know what to say to that. "So you are kinda like a doctor?"
"I have all the knowledge and practice, just not the legal credentials." She said nonchalantly, "I'll get those once I graduate."
"We can get ya a job without one," Floyd said as he stole a bite of Mailo's food.
Jade nodded at his brother's comment and added, "Our father is always looking for uncertified doctors or certified ones. It's up to you, my dear."
Reyna shrugged and said, "That's sweet, but I think I'm going to get it. Then Doc won't just be a nickname, and I can get access to fancy lab equipment without having sis build it."
Mailo looked at the three confused, and Reyna patted his hand, "You'll find out soon enough. The only reason I know is because Floyd told me under the influence of mushrooms when I had to do 'unplanned procedures'.'" She air quoted and winked, hoping Mailo would get the message.
Mailo nodded as the twins gave their partners matching wicked smiles and chuckles.
Dinner came to an end, and as Reyna and Mailo went ahead to catch the cab, Jade and Floyd hung back.
"We picked good ones, didn't we?" Floyd nudged his brother in the arm as they paid.
Jade looked at the partners they managed to capture somehow and gave a more genuine smile, "We did, didn't we." He chuckled. "Mother and Father would be proud. We managed to get partners both organically and legally."
"Yeah, who knew." Floyd laughed, "They are weirdos, huh~"
"They have to be with us~"
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Twisted Wonderland mento illness headcanons please kind sir 🙏
I way I left ibis paint so fast- YES. I’m gonna run down my personal hcs for what mental illness I think twst characters have and a bit of a reasoning why! (Also some autism hc because autism cause why not and also just so you know and as a comment pointed out neurodivergent conditions aren’t mental illness)
Warnings: Talk of Mental illness, eating disorders
I must note now at the beginning that I am just a 16 year old don’t come to me for any actual mental illness diagnosis or advice I am not a licensed therapist nor do I claim to be one. I just have a strong interest for psychology and took a few high school courses on psychology.
If you or a loved on have any suspicions they might have a mental illness (if you are able) I would recommend going to a licensed psychiatrist
Now with that warning out the way let’s get into it‼️
I feel like Riddle has BPD (borderline personality disorder) and PTSD. I don’t have a strong reason for why I think he has BPD he just has the vibes ya know? PTSD because of his mother. A lot of people don’t talk about it but you can get PTSD from abusive parents (if you try to say Riddles mom wasn’t abusive I’m gonna reach through the screen and beat the shit out of you).
Cater has HPD (Historic personality disorder), he’s very attention seeking online and I feel like he can be really dramatic then get over it really fast like nothing happened (me fr). He was that kid that was scared all his friends thought he was annoying and would do anything they asked. Also he’s hypersexual cause I said so
Ace has ADHD and Deuce has Autism. Epic rap battles of history ADHD vs Autism.
Leona has depression, it’s pretty clear from his characterization that he has depression. With his lack of motivation and over sleeping being some of them
Ruggie definitely has an eating disorder. No one talks about his eating habits like they do Azuls but I feel like he has binge eating disorder because of his troubled past with food. Like when he has food he will eat himself til he throws up if no one stops him because of an internalized fear of there not always being food to eat so he’ll eat as much as he can. (This might just be me self projecting ngl because me and Ruggie have a similar past)
Jack just has autism. Notably he hates wool textures and would have crying fits of his mom tried to make him wear them
Azul already has an eating disorder it’s clear from his relationship with eating and the fact he was bullied for his weight. I’m not sure what kind he would fall under but he definitely has one. I also hc him to have Autism
Jade also has Autism but he has low empathy also.
Floyd has cluster B personality disorder written all over him Idc what you say. I think he has BPD personally but that also might be self projection again. He has ADHD and like his brother also has low empathy as well
I hc that Jamil has NPD (Narcissistic Personality Disorders) but just keeps all of his personal thoughts to himself so no one else knows.
I feel like Vil also NPD funny enough because it makes a lot of sense with his character. He checks most of the boxes anyways
Rook is smt else. I can’t understand him
Epel has anger issues but he’s actively getting help.
Idia has social anxiety that’s pretty clear also Autism because I can definitely see him going on super long rants to Azul about his favorite anime at the time. I believe I mentioned it before but I think he takes Anixety medication for his social anxiety
Malleus has BPD also because imma be honest with you Overbloting because your best friend and dad are leaving you because your scared of the time you have left with them so you put everyone in a dream is a very BPD thing to do. Also Autism because this man will take any chance he can to talk about Gargoyles and I love that for him. You go dragon boy
Author closing note: If you have any questions about my hcs then please be respectful in the comments and remember that no mental illness makes a person a bad person. Bad people are bad because they do bad things it’s not because they have a certain mental disorder. Also if a character wasn’t in here it’s because I have no hc for them or just don’t care about them enough to give them one. Last point a lot of these hcs are self projection, okay byyyeeee
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Looking forward to your one-shot with Azul 😋
Great! Well here it is!
Azul Ashengrotto x oc: The hugs from the prefect
《Summary》: some students are being very impolite to Lydia, before getting abducted by eels to never be seen again and Azul remembers why he likes her so much.
《Note》: This is on oc that isn't really a self insert, but I would use her as a self insert in twist, so here we go^^
Azul could proudly say that he had a good understanding of each person in NRC, exept for her.
The prefect from a different world was a person he couldn't wrap his hand around. The way Lydia had shown up in his office a week after his Overblot, demanding a deal that would ensure she was protected in this school, not even caring about the fact she now had to work in mostro lounge.
Azul watched the brown haired girl. The way she escaped out of Floyd's grasp, with drink in hand, before delivering it to a table. Smiling to himself
"Floyd, we have to work. After that you can squeeze me all you want." She exclaimed looking the taller male dead in the eye. Her tired and almost soulless looking eyes having a slightly angry glint in them, that did not show anywhere else on her face.
Lydia had finished delivering the drink, walking back to the counter were a few plates of food laid ready to be brought to a few tables. Carefully grabbing them Lydia started to make her way towards the table with quite a lot of Savanaclaw students sitting around it.
Normally Lydia preferred Savanaclaw students over those of any other dorm, as most of then had been quite nice and respectful, but that particular bunch didn't look like it.
"Oi! If that isn't the only female in this whole school!" One of them hollered. The way Lydia dressed and hair cut could often get her mistaken for a guy that looked a bit more feminine, but Savanaclaw students especially the beastmen could immediately tell Lydia was in fact a girl.
"Came to deliver our food! What a nice suprise!" The second one giggled. Lydia was about to leave, but someone grabbed her arm pulling her towards him.
"Oh come on! Won't you stay with us a bit?" The person that grabbed her arm asks and the others around the table agreed.
Azul watches the scene unfold, remembering the contract.
"Why would you want a contract for protection?" Azul asks and Lydia scratches her neck looking to the side. "I guess it would be nice to have back up, or at least feel like I do..."
Azul sighs walking towards the table with the students.
Lydia was having and argument with them, trying to walk away but being continuously dragged towards the table forced to stay there.
"I would highly appreciate it if you stopped harassing my worker, otherwise we will have to throw you out." Azul says with an eerie calmness in his voice. It irked him that those students treated Lydia like that, but the feelings rooted a bit deeper when "she is a worker I need to care for".
The Savanaclaw students snarled. "We wanted to leave anyway, but not without dolly over there." One of them growls, pointing at Lydia.
Azul sighs, he didn't like those students. Normal trouble makers didn't leave such a hatred in him.
With the snap of his fingers he commanded the eel twins over ordering them to take out the guest's. Watching the students leave the brunette calms down looking at Azul with a bright grin, hugging him out of the blue.
"Thank you Azul!" She exclaimed parting from him, but Azul doesn't notice that. He is still taking time to process the fact that Lydia's soulless eyes, that usually had no glimmer in them were shining brightly.
Just like back than after she had defeated his Overblots. She was the first one to run over him after he almost passed cradling him in her arms. He knew she did that to support his stance and that he wasn't the only person hugged by her, but her hug felt like acceptance, a shower of compliments and kinda like the feeling he got once he found very pretty pearls.
He had overheard that Ace said the prefect hugs felt like a mug of hot chocolate and Floyd said they felt like he had just catched the biggest fish in the world. None of these were comparable exept for the fact no one wanted them to end.
"Oh by the way! My shift is over, I'll take my leave, if that's fine?" Lydia asks looking at Azul, her eyes having again become tired and soulless. Azul nods, looking after her, for some reason hoping she would turn around and stay.
"See you tomorrow Azul! And tell Floyd I am over at Sam's mystery shop, i know how bad his mood swings get once you don't hold your end of a compromise!" Lydia had indeed turned around.
"Of course! See you tomorrow." Azul answers not noticing just how out of character his reaction was.
Lydia nods with a grin. "Alright! Make sure not to miss me too much!" She adds with a wink, before walking away. The prefect is now gone.
Azul needs a few seconds to process what just happened his face flushing red.
Did the prefect just flirt with him? "Eeeeek-"
(BOOM! Finished here we got Lydia x Azul thought it's more pining than flirting-)
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The Supernaturals: James Milner
First in my Liverpool Supernatural/Superpowers AU!
Tags: @rubybecker-rb2, @millythegoat, @alissonbecksfan234, @moomin279
He had super strength.
Milner had never been scrawny like any of the boys his age. He'd filled out well enough to have him make his Premier League debut at sixteen. He managed against the older men, pushing and shoving them aside with relative ease. Even the manager of the opposing team seemed shocked. When asked about it in an interview, Milner had dismissed it as overexcitement.
But then the same thing happened, over and over again. Milner would come up against an opponent, only to throw them aside like preschoolers against Floyd Mayweather. His Leeds teammates began to grow suspicious, and against his will, Milner decided to go play for Newcastle United.
At Newcastle, he met Jonjo Shelvey. It was him who deduced that Milner's supernatural strength was...well, supernatural.
Milner didn't stop or settle. In fact, when he heard that his magic was supernatural and not normal, he felt like needed to do more to increase his normal strength. So he spent every day in the gym, building up his muscles. And his strength, both natural and supernatural, grew and grew. He didn't even bother to wear his gray and black restriction bracelet, it was nearly pointless anyways. His strength was far above that of an average human even without his powers.
For years Milner took pride in his powers, showcasing them to his teammates around him. Until one fateful day.
He'd been moving a piano for somebody when it began to rain. The water had caused Milner's one-handed grip on the piano to slip, carrying the piano rolling down the inclined road. It crashed into a pickup truck, leaving one of the drivers with life-threatening injuries and another with brain damage.
Milner, naturally, had paid for the surgery and care of the two drivers, but he'd felt so guilty for causing the whole mess that, for some time, he wore his restriction bracelet 24/7. He worked out more and more in the gym, isolating himself from his friends. He moved from Newcastle to Aston Villa, then to Man. City. He won honors in every one of those clubs, but he still didn't stop working. He didn't want to be too weak, ever again. He couldn't make a mistake.
The more Milner worked out and isolated himself, the less he spoke. And because he didn't speak much minus pointed sarcasm, his teammates began to tell him secrets. Soon he became known as "The Secret Keeper".
As he got older, more and more of his friends began to retire, leaving Milner truly alone. Less people called him "James" and more called him "Milner".
In 2015, Milner's manager had decided he didn't want a twenty-nine year old midfielder who was about to retire from his national team. He shipped Milner to Liverpool, where he was welcomed by Brendan Rogers. Less than three months later, the Northern Irishman received the sack and was replaced by Klopp.
Milner quickly saw that his new boss was almost the opposite of him. Klopp was passionate, enthusiastic and most of all, a hugger. To Milner's surprise, it didn't take long for him to warm up to the German. And that was how Klopp had discovered Milner's super strength: the Yorkshireman had accidentally crushed his manager's arm bones.
After Klopp came back from his office with his arm completely healed--Milner didn't know how--they'd discussed Milner's supernatural strength. It had been Klopp who encouraged Milner to finally take off his bracelet and embrace his strength, and maybe take on some other hobbies besides lifting iron and steel. It was Klopp who'd persuaded Milner to make some friends.
And that was how he bonded with Adam Lallana and Jordan Henderson. They were an odd trio, and their friendship was soon christened with the name "Lamilnerson".
A determined, bold, yet anxious new captain stepping into shoes too big for his lanky frame. Their knight in training, who could communicate with the spirits of sea animals.
An average, yet impossibly sweet and caring midfielder, who more often than not spent matches on the bench. Their caretaker, who could read others' emotions.
A giant, brawny vice-captain, who secretly feared uselessness and defied age. Their Hercules, who could lift things that even the strongest humans couldn't lift.
The brain, the heart and the muscle. Just like the coaching staff, who’d given him the nickname “Milly”. Milner liked it. Even though he was anything but a young kid milling around, the nickname was affectionate yet professional.
And for once in his life, Milner felt normal.
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Ghost Bride
Followed Mewshi Q's playthrough.
"But you were rather do this than have Vil lecture you, right?"
Fighting ghosts with a broom.
They just grab her arms and throws her out. "Hey! What the hell?!"
"Time of year? This is a normal thing that happens yearly?"
Glares at Crowley.
"Crowley, we're in the middle of the training camp for the VDC, what was the point of it if we're staying at Pomefiore anyway?"
"Kidnapped?"
Idia just got jumped.
Fist fights ghosts.
Feels weird at Azul being concerned for her.
"Crowley, even if she had unrealistic standards, the fact a student can die if she sees him as her prince should have been enough of a reason to do something before it gotten to this point."
"Damn."
"Crowley, the news would be getting on your ass, not theirs, considering you're the headmage. Why does your students have to save a classmate when it's your job to protect your students from situations like this?"
"Rook, what the heck..."
... How old are you?
"That's kinda messed up..."
Oh, honey.
"Floyd, stop bullying Riddle."
Winces at the yelling.
"Oh damn. I didn't expect a slap." "I mean, if you randomly start singing, I doubt anyone would join you."
"He got slapped because he doesn't have a dog. Damn."
"Say what?"
"You can totally rescue someone without a sword."
"He deserved that."
"Trey, come on..."
"He didn't stand a chance."
Sighs in disappointment.
Team tall?
"Now what?"
Alice thinks to herself. "You know what, I'm coming with. I'm curious about something."
"-if it slapped them in the face." [Charmer]
The boys are now pissed off for a different reason.
Huh, he looks nice. Though, why is he on a stand?
>:/ Idia, they were trying to help you.
Aw shit.
"Oh! That young woman can be my bridesmaid. She can help me get ready."
"Uh, my apologies, Your Highness. I unfortunately have to meet up with companions of mine for private arrangements. But I will return before the wedding."
"Aw, okay, I promise to save a spot for you. Please remember to dress your very better before your arrival."
"Of course, Your Highness."
"Of course you're the only one on this campus who can woo the ghost bride." -Ace
Waits under the tree as Crowley runs around the school for anyone who can rizz.
"Out of the question. You didn't even participate in the croquet tournament yesterday, Ace." -Riddle
Riddle played you, Ace.
"I doubt I can be any help, plus you have Rook so you don't need me." "Ortho, I'm not going to be any help." "Are you kidding me?" "Fine."
Crowley hands her the suit. "I believe this suitor suit will look perfect on you, Miss Winter. Go change in the backroom."
"What? Why am I changing clothes? I'm a woman, she wants a prince."
"Yeah, but you were the only one able to rizz the princess. Beside, you need to wear something nice as the bridesmaid or else you'll get slapped too." -Ace
"Fair enough."
"You look like Cater with your hair up like that."
"I wish you guys the better of luck."
"Good thinking, Epel. And Ace, she slapped Jack for not having a legendary sword, does any prince have a legendary sword?"
Do any of us need to be here? (At hearing Rook's proposal)
Damn, Rook.
Places a hand on Riddle's shoulder. "Riddle, calm down."
"Enough talk, we gotta fight our way through now."
"We have to go."
Rook, what is wrong with you?
"Come on, guys!"
"He can handle them."
"So you're going to let her kill a random guy just to fulfill a dream instead of actually finding a husband."
"She's forcing Idia to marry her."
Alice is dragging them instead of rolling them.
"Seriously?"
"How is everyone's cheek?"
Winces at yelling again.
Sneaks over to the cake and takes a slice.
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Hiya! I saw that your requests were open, so if you don't mind, how about Lilia, Rook, and Floyd with the picking them up and saying, "your mine" scenario?
Not entirely happy with this. Might post a rewritten version one day.
Self-aware au
I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!
WARNINGS: Yandere themes, kidnapping, poison, murder, killing, blood, mutilation, obsession, possessiveness
Oh uh.... you sure you want to do this?
He will do a bit more than to squeeze you afterwards....
Ok a lot more than just “a bit”
But let us talk about what is going on
Floyd being the... eely eel that he practically throws himself at you when he sees you for the first time
And then like a cartoon you just pick him up and throw him over your shoulder
Jade is frozen in shock and Azul has sunken to the floor, also wanting to be treated like a sack full of potatoes
He is giggeling the entire time
Finally! You are here and you are even taking him with yourself!
Now, that potion on Azuls shelf was supposed to give a land dweller fins, right?
And combined with the other one he should also make it impossible for you to leave him...
His father also once showed him a house in the deepest depths of the sea. Maybe that would be a neat little new home for you....
I would recommend when you are putting him down not to move
Why? If not you will have I say goodbye to your ribs
But it's too late anyways. I hope you like the endless darkness of the sea
Suddenly the oh so slick hunter isn't so slick anymore
More like a tomato
Rooks entire career as a hunter could be easily questioned right now
Reason for that is his very loud and very not-so-hidden movements
It all started on a normal, sunny day
The birds were chirping, the sky was free of clouds and you, his dear Overseer, we're approaching him with open arms
Wait... what? No he has to be dreaming! This is too perfect to be real! This...
All I'm saying is that a potato sack cosplay in ordinary daily clothing
Also, he isn't thrashing around because he dislikes it
Oh no, in fact, he could stay like this for eternity
Rook is just a bit shy you kmow
Ok, hard to believe, I know, but believe it or not, the hunter is weak as soon as something is about you
Under normal circumstances he would have played it off, acting as if everything was normal
But nope, he is being carried by you to Ramshackle
When you finally set him down and guide his head onto your lap he is ready to do anything for you
Even if that means preventing the heart of his queen to you
First of all, probably the easiest one to carry
Second of all, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!!
Run. Just start running already. WHY ARE YOU CONTINUING TO CARRY HIM??!
Lilia, like the little annoyance *ahem* charming gentleman that he is enjoys every second of this
Yes, it is a bit different than what he imagined if he ever were to meet you but he takes what he can get
And also, is happy that he is on the smaller side and easy to carry
He can see Sebek in the distance who is wondering if Jade had mixed one of his more poisonous mushrooms into his food this morning
Ah! You are quite strong dear! Those hands that are so bloodstained finally pay off!
And then! AND THEN! You even say that he is yours!
Ok either you wanted him to imprison you in a lavish mansion in the middle of nowhere and play family or you have no survival instinct
The second someone just looks funny at you two they can prepare to loose a rather important body part later... the head...
Grace and all of that is thrown out of the window. Only your shoulder which is digging quite painfully into his stomach
This is self-aware Lilia so somewhere in his twisted little head he is also swooning for that sweet sweet sensation of... pain... did he take a stabbing too much in the past of what the heck??!
Yes, he is all yours! And you are all his!
Don't think about leaving though. He has... means to make you stay (somewhere down there it's absolutely fine to just cut off your legs if nothing else works so yeah)
Enjoy the time you are still able to stroke his soft hair whilst resting his head on your lap after setting him down in Ramshackle
You won't be seen afterwards ever again so... I hope your arms don't get tired too fast!
Good luck!
#yandere twisted wonderland#yandere twst#yandere twisted wonderland x reader#yandere twst x reader#self aware au#yandere floyd#yandere floyd x reader#yandere floyd leech#yandere rook#yandere rook x reader#yandere rook hunt#yandere lilia#yandere lilia x reader#yandere lilia vanrouge#tw: yandere#tw: kidnapping#tw: poison#tw: death#tw: murder#tw: killing#tw: blood#tw: mutilation#tw: imprisonment#tw: obsession#tw: possessiveness
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I'm not going to request it now because requests are closed, but that Savanaclaw petting scenario was really cute and like,, Octavinelle petting and examining them
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A/N: If you can pinpoint the exact moment I started to slowly doubt my writing ability and how to write these characters, I will give you, the reader, 100 points. Cause man this was rough to write when you have writer's block q wq But anyways, this was when my requests were closed BUT I WANTED TO COME THROUGH WITH IT! I would like to dedicate it to @kirayamidemon since I read their comic and it was...excellent.
But in other news, I found out that eels like to be petted!
Warnings: Eel petting, Octopus petting and all three Octavinelle members feeling a certain way when you finally give them those pats.
[Floyd-Senpai: Shrimpy~! Meet us in the mirror room tonight! Azul says he wants to give you something!]
Your eyes look down at your phone before pocketing it back into your jacket, taking another sip of the Coral Pink drink Floyd had made for you before you left Monstro Lounge as you reminisce back on the day you just had.
Today has been probably the most successful day the Monstro Lounge has had in a while. You had offered up the idea to Azul while you two walked to the cafeteria, mentioning touching a manta ray once and how you didn’t expect them to be so slimy. He had looked at you curiously and asked if you had just been a curious child when you were growing up, but you told him that you used to go to a lot of aquariums and how you would go straight to the petting exhibit.
And the moment you said petting exhibit, Azul already had cashed the idea in.
Aquariums had been placed elegantly among the tables of Monstro Lounge tonight. The smaller aquariums on the tables were closed lid, giving the customers a chance to enjoy the little ecosystems Jade had personally made for the creatures Azul had brought in while partaking in their drinks and meals. It made for a killer Magicam picture and Azul had predicted with Vil’s and Cater’s attendance the hashtag #MonstroLoungeExperience would be trending by the time they reached the dinner rush.
It trended faster than they thought.
Most foot traffic, however, came from the piece de resistance.
In the middle of the Lounge, a large aquarium had been placed at foot level where various customers could reach down and pet larger animals such as sting rays, sturgeon fish, starfishes and sea cucumbers. All of them with little placards stating fun facts as well as little sections with a bunch of coral that made for another perfect Magicam photo opportunity.
It had been an amazing experience and you felt like you had almost grown closer to the three Octavinelle students, which was always an ‘A+’ in your book.
You were pretty sure you saw Azul smiling from ear to ear by the time they closed and Floyd and Jade looked physically exhausted from having to deal with so many customers. They had been busy from opening to closing with no breaks in between so you figured that they would want to rest.
So getting a message from Floyd so late at night had been somewhat confusing.
But you didn’t question it, the fact that Azul wants to give you something making you ever so curious.
Who knows, maybe if the sea creatures were still around Azul could let you pet them some more?
Out of everyone you had probably been the most excited for the petting exhibit and you had given him the idea so the possibility of playing more with the starfishes and manta rays pushed you to move faster.
Finishing the last of your drink and throwing it away in the nearest trash can, you push open the doors to the mirror room with a smile--!
Only to find nobody.
“...huh.”
You look around, not daring to call out either of their names since, technically, you weren’t even supposed to be here. The only thing you could do was take a few steps further, looking around as you try to make some sense of the situation.
Why wouldn’t they meet you in Octavinelle? The Monstro Lounge was there, as well as all the creatures. Azul’s office was there as well so if he wanted to give you something he could have given it to you there, so why had Floyd asked to meet them in the Mirror room? You look around for a moment before frowning as the realization set in.
It was a prank.
“Dammit.”
Of course. Why would Floyd even act this nice towards you if it wasn’t to lull you into a false sense of security? The table you had sat in today had a beautiful aquarium with a bunch of little shrimps floating around and the mereel, more than once, had opened the lid and stuck his hand inside to grab one of the shrimps and hang it over his open mouth.
You thought he was just acting this way because he was stressed from working so much but he probably had just done it to tease you! With a huff, you pull out your phone and open up his contact number to give him a piece of your mind--!
“Aha! Shrimpy is here!”
Only to gag as the back of your jacket is grabbed by a slimy aquamarine hand, pulling you into the nearest mirror and leaving nothing but your phone laying on the ground.
Floyd’s hands pull you into a hug the moment you are pulled into the water, laughing as he sees you thrashing around and pulling at the arms keeping you pressed close to him.
“Ahhhh! Shrimpy stop moving!”
The mereel squeezes you tight, smiling as he looks down at the moment you realize who is holding you and what you are able to do.
He grins and wraps his tail around you, the fins brushing your fingertips as the shock slowly starts to die down and the curiosity starts to set in. Floyd’s eyes shine brighter under the sea, your hand going to your chest as you expected to drown immediately but finding it simple to breathe in and out.
“What--?!”
“Finally!”
“There we go~ Breathe in--”
You take a deep breath.
“And out~”
Your chest relaxes as Floyd giggles at how wide your eyes have gotten, letting you go with his arms but his tail wrapping around one of your legs and pulling you close to him once again. He smiles when your hands go up to inspect the fins on his ears but stop as if the situation was still highly unreal for you to believe.
He guessed humans rarely got to see the sea during the night, but he was glad he got to show you this sight. Even if it was Azul’s idea in the first place.
Looking around, you notice that you had been here before.
It was the Coral Sea.
You look back at the mereel as Floyd tilts his head at your confusion, smiling as he sees the shining in your eyes get brighter when you notice that the veins in his arms and the ones going up his neck are all shining in the moonlit water.
“Floyd…”
Ah. You really looked too cute. Especially when you were looking at him with so much wonder. Maybe he should just take you out further and hide near the corals, somewhere Jade nor Azul would look as he preens under your attention.
He blinks as you break out of the spell long enough to point a finger at him.
“You--! Why did you call me to the Mirror room so late! The last thing I need to do is get in trouble with the Headmaster!”
Floyd frowns, “You didn’t get in trouble! I pulled you when I heard your voice! Why didn’t you call out to me!”
“Because I couldn’t see tail nor fin of you!”
Both of you stop talking after your dumb joke, looking at each other with surprise before a giggle escapes your lips first, turning into a full blown laugh between you both as he takes your hand and presses it under the fins in his ears.
“Shrimpy was so mean today. Petting all those creatures and ignoring everything else. It made me want to eat all of them up.”
You smile and rub right under the juncture where fins meet skin, Floyd shivering as he pulls you closer to him.
“Eels don’t eat any invertebrates, right? You guys are mostly carnivores.”
He grins and gives you a small squeeze. You even knew of his diet? Why hadn’t you mentioned you knew some things about sea creatures. If you had, Floyd would have dragged you to the Coral Sea way before this! He smiles as your hands go all the way down to his neck, tracing each vein slowly but not going any further than his clavicle and choosing instead to run your fingers from his shoulder blades all the way to his Adam's apple.
“Shrimpy is being too shy. Here!”
You gasp as Floyd grabs your hand and helps you swim over to a pair of rocks, sitting you down on top as the bottom of his tail wrapped around your legs to keep you anchored. He laughs as he practically sits on you, choosing instead to lay the top half of his tail on your lap as you look down at the shiny, swishing fins.
“Now you can touch as much as you’d like!”
Floyd was ready to make a joke about how this would a much better petting experience for you but his eyes widen when he sees the wonder in yours, the smile in his face disappearing as he watches your fascination with his fins, running your fingers through his caudal fin and rubbing the edges with your hand. His hands twitch as you run yours up his tail, taking in the slimy but firm feeling before looking up at him and reaching out to cup his face with one hand.
He presses his cheek against your palm, smiling as you scratch right over his ear fin and almost jumping up from the rock as you start to rub the appendage.
“Shrimpy wait--”
Shit, he almost bit his tongue. He could barely look into your curious eyes as his heart sped up, the most sensitive area of his body being played and inspected with being a far too new feeling for him to just laugh it off.
Floyd bites his bottom lip as his tail squeezes your legs, closing his eyes as he felt several shivers go up his spine. It felt too good--
“Floyd?”
The mereel slowly comes down from the high as he glares at the intruder, clicking his tongue as he saw who it was.
A pair of identical eyes to Floyd’s turn in your direction, your hand pulling away from the other as you turned to greet Jade.
“You certainly took them farther than I thought you would.”
He chuckles as his brother turns away, clearly not wanting you to see the blush on his cheeks. Nevertheless, his attention immediately goes back to you, swimming over to your side and sitting on the opposite of where Floyd was situated.
“Did you have any troubles finding us?”
You shook your head, “Floyd grabbed me and pulled me in before I could leave.”
Jade nods and looks down at how Floyd had situated himself, a brief pang of jealousy overtaking him as he scoots closer, takes your hand and presses it on his chest. You immediately try to pull back but Jade’s eyes lid as he tugs you in closer, the veins in his chest shining even brighter than Floyd’s as he immediately feels you relax in his touch.
“Do you know what this is, [Y/N]-san?”
His eyes take their time to take in all of you as you nod your head, whispering the word ‘bioluminescence’ as Jade licks his lips.
How strange was it to see you so focused. Jade had taken his time during the lull of the Monstro Lounge hours to watch you near the petting tank, your fingers running over the manta rays and tapping at the carapaces of the horseshoe crabs. And like his brother he did feel a certain sort of jealousy for those creatures, but he also saw an opportunity.
An opportunity to get your guard down.
His eyes look over at Floyd, the other pouting as your fingers start to trace Jade’s chest all by themselves.
“Uhm--”
Jade’s attention goes back to you, “Yes?”
“I didn’t think that moray eels had bioluminescence.”
He smiles and takes your hand again, guiding it from the middle of his chest all the way to his cheek making sure that your fingers feel the light travel in his veins as you start to wriggle out of Floyd’s hold and into Jade’s.
“Our kind is a mixture of many eels types. While our exterior is that of a moray eel, our interior is also made up of certain eels that use this feature as a way to communicate with other animals, warn predators…”
The mereel decides to keep the ‘lure prey’ part out of his explanation.
Jade’s eyes immediately went to Floyd’s as the other was about to speak up, glaring at him to keep his mouth quiet for he had his turn. His eyes soften when they go back to you, your eyes still taking in all of the small trails of light decorating Jade’s body as your hands trace against the caudal fins on his arms.
They were rougher than the ones near their ears…
Slowly, your hands go to the fins on the side of Jade’s face, the mereel tensing up but keeping his eyes on you as you start to tug and rub at the appendages.
“[Y/N]-san…”
His nails scratch against the rocks as he feels your fingers trace every line they can find, his fins giving a little twitch as you push them back only to watch them slowly move back to their original spot. You had no idea what you were making him feel, what you probably made Floyd feel.
And if his dear brother wanted to keep it a secret, then he would keep his mouth shut as well.
Having someone touch them so freely, especially that area, was an act reserved for mates only. Even during courtship this was prohibited and if any other merperson happened to swim by it would be as if they just tumbled into the merman equivalent of someone shoving their fingers in between someone else’s legs.
But your curiosity was so endearing and Jade just couldn’t find it in himself to pull you away. In fact, that look of yours full of innocence and naivety was so cute that if he let his instincts run wild you would find yourself being dragged to the Leech's home--
“What--you two!”
His reason kicks back in as Jade smiles and turns to look at the new visitor.
The octomer’s face is bright red as he locks eyes with you, your hands letting go of Jade’s fins as he smiles and waves at Azul.
“I’m glad you decided to join us, Azul.”
He wants to say something about what the hell he just saw but he decides to save it, knowing full well that Jade nor Floyd were going to give him a straight answer. Instead, he decides to address you directly.
“Inferring from our conversation from early this morning as well as your actions during the Monstro Lounge opening hours, I figured you would like this sort of surprise."
He clears his throat, sneaking a peek at your face and quickly looking away as he saw your eyes staring straight at him.
Humans like you are still curious about the different types of merpeople, especially those like Jade and Floyd, so after much consideration I decided--”
"Azul, you're beautiful."
Oh no. He bit his tongue. Fuck, fuck, fuck he bit his tongue and now it hurts like a shell clamping down on his hand--why had you gone and say something like that so suddenly?!
"Excuse me?"
The spell Jade had you in was completely broken as you pulled out of the brother's hold and swam over to him, stopping when you noticed him backing away.
Azul stared at you and you stared back at him.
He couldn't help it. After all the things he had to deal with, it was hard enough for him to even appear in front of you like this. And it wasn't like he was doing it as a showing of any sort of affection towards you, he just didn't want to owe you any favours from the idea you had given him!
All he had to do was just...reach a tentacle out--
"Huh?"
Azul notices you swimming back a tiny bit, smiling at the tentacle shyly reaching out to you.
"You can turn back, you know. I don't want you to feel forced to do this."
You point at him, your eyes still wide with curiosity but keeping your distance.
"The fact that I get to see you like this is enough."
Azul can feel his heart skip a beat, tentacles unfurling even more as the need to hide melted away.
But...he owed you a favor...
"Honestly. Thank you so much Azul."
For the Sea Witch's sake, he really couldn't pin you down, could he?
The octomer swims over, floating right in front of you as one tentacle shyly brushes against your fingertips. They twitch in interest but you do not move, looking up at Azul expectantly.
You really were too nice for your own good, waiting for someone to give you the okay when he clearly wanted you to at least inspect that part of him.
"Go...go ahead."
Your touch is soft, pressing your hands right against his suckers and chuckling at the small noise they made as they attached themselves to your skin. Azul moves in a bit closer as some tentacles start wrapping around your ankles and wrists, his natural instincts taking over as his tentacles wrap around the person he really liked.
Well not like as in like like but a like he had yet to put a definition to. And it's not like it needed a definition, you certainly weren't asking him what sort of like it was and the thought of what kind of like it really was didn't keep him up at night at all.
"Oop!"
Azul almost wants to screech at the tentacle going in between your legs and hoisting you up, offering you a sort of makeshift seat as the other appendages start to press against your neck, leaving behind little sucker marks in their wake.
This situation was not only testing his boundaries but also his patience.
"I didn't think they would be so slippery...and so soft!"
Please don't look so curious about him! It's going to give him wild expectations!
The tip of a tentacle rubs against your cheek, Azul's face an almost red tomato as he hears you chuckle and push the appendage back but for some reason his tentacles weren't listening to him so the thing only pushed forward even more--
"Ah! No fair!"
Floyd comes up behind you, wrapping you up in a hug as he points a finger at Azul.
"No hogging Shrimpy to yourself!"
Azul swims back in alarm.
"I wasn't hogging anyone!"
Jade laughs as he swims right up behind you, a hand on your shoulder as he pulls you back.
"Azul you might want to look down."
The octomer blinks only to look down, seeing that one of his tentacles had stubbornly wrapped around your waist.
"Ahh...ahhhh….!"
You, Jade and Floyd blink as dark ink fills the water, Azul covering his face and letting you go, swimming to the nearest hole and curling up inside as he strangles one of his tentacles.
Of all the things to embarrass him it just had to be himself, huh?!
"Azul? Wait come back!"
"Shrimpy tell me I'm beautiful as well~!"
"Floyd let me go! There's ink everywhere!"
"Not until you tell me I'm beautiful!"
"Jade!"
"Azul is more than okay, I can assure you...although I would also like the same compliment as well, [Y/N]-san."
The next day, you woke up with a high fever due to swimming all night, a present from all of the Octavinelle students at your doorstep with an apology card neatly placed on top.
#twisted wonderland#twst#twst imagines#twst scenarios#octavinelle#azul ashengrotto#jade leech#floyd leech#twst mc#twst x reader#//ALSO WHO CAN PINPOINT THE YANDERE UNDERTONES
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If Twisted Wonderland was an American Public School
WARNING: There are some slight sensitive topics that are featured in here! Reader discretion is advised!
Part 2 can be found here
Heartslabyul
Riddle Rosehearts:
- That one preppy girl who takes all honors and AP classes 😑
- Wants everyone to know that he’s becoming a doctor one day for his strict parents or he’ll dishonor the family
- Reminds the teacher about homework, knowing well that he’ll get slander for it
- Complains about how he got a 90 on his test or a B on his report card, a try hard much?
- Wears a cardigan with thicc but cute glasses since he’s one of those people with can’t see shit on the board so he has to move to the front of the class
Ace Trappola:
- The SoundCloud rapper, that’s it
- “Wanna listen to my mixtape? It’s pretty fire, my guy.” 😩🔥
- You will not miss him BLASTING out some song on his Bluetooth speaker, that shit be echoing through the hallways
- Tells you to stop what you’re doing only for him to either sing horribly or do a backflip, thinking that he’s so cool
- Wears a Supreme jacket with AirPods and waves on his head
Deuce Spade:
- Assuming that he’s still a delinquent, he’s that kid with the most fucked up school record
- Not much of a bully but will still talk shit to your face without caring, might even throw stuff at you during a lesson and you would be the one getting in trouble instead of him 🗿
- If he ever gets mad, it would be overdramatic like kicking the desks, punching the lockers, or walking out of the classroom unannounced and everyone would look at each other wondering wtf happened
- Covers the entire desks with drawings of skulls and those “s” if you know what I mean
- Wears Champion hoodies, wants you to know that he’s broke and rich at the same time
Trey Clover:
- The guy that’s not really popular but everyone knows him since he’s in all their classes
- Most people might have a crush on him because he’s REALLY nice 😳👉👈
- Gives off “older brother” vibes based on the way he looks and acts, like offering you a ride home if you beg ask nicely
- Secretly bakes creme brulee but doesn’t want to mess with the flow so he sticks to the status quo
- Wears the school’s hoodie just because he thinks it looks good on him, and the fact that he doesn’t know what else to wear
Cater Diamond:
- Hot Cheetos girl 🥵
- Has a whole buffet of food in his backpack and will not hesitate to eat them during a lesson, no sharing either sorry
- Excuses himself to the bathroom or full on skips class just to film a Tiktok
- Has about 100 followers on Instagram Magicam and brags about how he’s famous
- Wears a Thrasher hoodie with large hoop earrings and his hair in a bun
Savanaclaw
Leona Kingscholar:
- The kid who flunked their freshman year that also sort of vibes with new classmates
- Always gets mistaken as a teacher by people since he looks and sounds old
- Knows the lessons but still fails them anyways, didn’t really give a damn either 🙄
- Captain of every sports club you can think of, never actually plays but has a lot of knowledge on them
- Wears the school’s letterman from years ago since it used to be his brother’s and that he’s too lazy to buy a new one
Ruggie Bucchi:
- That one kid who NEVER has money for the book fair or any other school event
- Always has to ask his classmates for some cash
- If he somehow does, then he’s one of those kids who buys Diary of the Wimpy Kid or the World Record books
- If he’s feeling cheap, he’ll buy the “cool stuff” like the chocolate scented calculator or fruit snacks 😭
- Wears oversized hoodies and basketball shorts that are clearly hand-me-downs
Jack Howl:
- That one athletic kid who’s both scary good and competitive when it comes to school games like football or soccer
- Literally the best player on his team and without him, they’re trash as hell 💀
- Tries his absolute best to support his teammates without yelling at them for how dumb they are
- “KICK THE FUCKING BALL! DO YOUR LEGS EVEN WORK?!”
- Wears the school’s jersey just to show off his “school spirit”
Octavinelle
Azul Ashengrotto:
- The kid who sell snacks for “charity” but everyone knows he’s keeping the money to himself
- If you don’t have cash or try to negotiate with him, the only thing he’ll do is raise the price up
- “What do you mean you don’t have ten bucks? I can see it in your pocket.”
- Just bring nothing with you, he’ll doing anything to steal your stuff 🤭
- Wears a collar shirt with a tie and khakis that have pockets to keep his glasses and money in
Jade Leech:
- The kid who puts on a goody two shoes facade but is actually a stoner
- Only does “safe” drugs like vape but occasionally smokes weed, mostly in the bathroom or behind the school 🌬
- Can play it off and hide the scent when he’s high, teachers never suspect anything from him
- No one really cares to stop him unless he gets caught or something idk
- Wears clothing that either makes him look like a businessman or a junky, there’s nothing in between
Floyd Leech:
- The kid that’s plays basketball or volleyball just because he’s hella tall, and is actually good at the sports but doesn’t put much effort into them
- Always stays behind after gym, even though the teacher tries to make him leave for his next class 😬
- “I swear after this one shot, I’ll go to class.” *He never made that shot*
- Will jump you no matter who or where you are, and will get angry if you step on his new shoes
- Wears the jersey of any famous team with the latest pair of Jordan sneakers
Scarabia
Kalim Al Asim:
- VSCO girl at best, don’t lie to me now 🤡
- The only words he knows are “And I oop– sksksk.” and “Save the turtles.”
- Walks during a track meet while everyone else is running and sweating hard, the teacher doesn’t care either
- Doesn’t really do anything in gym but talks to his classmates and stands near the water fountain to refill his Hydro flask
- Wears tie dye shirts with cute scrunchies
Jamil Viper:
- That one quiet kid who everybody thinks is a serial killer but he’s actually not, I swear
- He just wants school to be over and spend the rest of his summer relaxing 😔
- Although he shouldn’t abuse his “power,” he‘ll move his hands in his pockets or backpack to make it look like he’s about to pull a weapon out.
- “Chill, I’m just grabbing a pencil.” *Everyone in the class started crying*
- Wears dark colored hoodies that intimidates people but are actually comfy
Pomefiore
Vil Schoenheit:
- The baddie popular girl 😌💅✨
- Arrives to school late with a Starbucks in hand from his local Target
- Fixes himself every 5 seconds like reapplying his lipgloss or spraying Bath and Body Works cherry blossom perfume
- Uses acrylic nails and long hair extensions as weapons during a cat fight
- Wears a crop top with ripped jeans and those clout sunglasses
Rook Hunt:
- That creepy guy in the hallways who tries to get your attention, even if you don’t know him
- Scares people when he says, “Ayo, where my hug at?” 🥶💯
- Uses at least 10 cans of Axe body spray a week after gym class, which stinks up the locker rooms
- Waves at you if he passes your class, even walking into the room just to say hi
- Wears literally anything but always include a hat
Epel Felmier:
- The artist girl who just wants to be alone 🧑🎨
- Purposely draws in front of you but pretends like you’re not looking
- If you complement him, he’ll just brush it off and proceeds to diss himself
- “Thanks but I’m not THAT good at drawing, teehee.” *Insert Radio Rebel face*
- Wears a hoodie or a cardigan with big pockets to put his art supplies in
Ignihyde
Idia Shroud:
- I don’t even need to tell you who he is, y’all already know ahaha 🥴
- Sneaks a whole PlayStation in his backpack so he can play with it during lunch
- Is on his phone 24/7 even in class to the point where teachers don’t care anymore
- Tries to get people into anime but only to little success
- Wears a shirt of any anime character or that damn ahegao hoodie, girl bye
Ortho Shroud:
- The nerdy kid who’s known for destroying others at many games
- Plays classics like D&D, Yugioh, Pokémon, the whole shabang
- Daily Beyblade battles during recess with everyone surrounding him, the menacing aura radiates off of him
- Will steal your things if you lose to him but gives it back a week later cuz he’s sweet 🥰
- Wears light up Sketchers shoes and those Minecraft shirts you find at Old Navy
Diasomnia
Malleus Draconia:
- The theatre kid who also goes to band practice, change my mind 👁👄👁
- Takes his role seriously when it comes to school plays and concerts, even if he gets casted as a damn tree or doesn’t go solo
- Remembers the songs and their lyrics to any musical you name, a really good singer at that too
- Plays almost every instrument, you definitely know this since you can hear him down the hallways during a test
- Wears a white button up shirt, black pants with fancy dress shoes, and top it all off with a fricking Rolex watch
Lilia Vanrouge:
- The weird guy who pranks people and vandalizes school property in every way possible
- If you ever get a textbook with a message that tells you to go to a certain page only for you to found a picture of a dick, yeah that was him 😒
- When using a Chromebook, he’ll leave a tab open on YouTube so when the next person uses it, pray that your ears will still work by tomorrow
- During lunch, he is a literal DEMON that mixes milk with chicken nuggets together and having the audacity to eat it too
- Wears an oversized raincoat or a windbreaker but idk wtf kind of things he has hiding underneath
Silver:
- That guy in class who consumes Monster energy drinks and falls asleep 99% of the time but somehow manages to pass the class 🤷
- Whenever he’s awake, he’ll talk to the teachers since he’s basically friends with them for some reason
- Writes his name out of boredom on any desk you sit on but in different places, sometimes around the corners or the sides
- Has a sixth sense because he’ll wake up if you try to draw on his face and if you did get something on him, it’s on sight
- Wears those colorful hoodies that zips all the way up to cover his face with a matching backpack, it’s pretty cool ngl
Sebek Zigvolt:
- That kid who literally knows everything about historical wars and will show it off during class
- Also has knowledge on weaponry, which has people questioning him but he’s just very dedicated on serving his country and people
- Knows how to fight and defend himself from a bitch since he spent his summer at a military boot camp, put respect on my man’s name 😤
- Honestly a great partner for a group project, actually does the given work but not the whole thing for you
- Wears anything that has camo pattern and chunky combat boots
I only made this because me and my friends were talking about our school memories so yeah. This is based from my experience so they might not be exactly accurate. Might even be a part two if you want.
#anime#twisted wonderland#twst#riddle rosehearts#ace trappola#deuce spade#trey clover#cater diamond#leona kingscholar#ruggie bucchi#jack howl#azul ashengrotto#jade leech#floyd leech#kalim al asim#jamil viper#vil schoenheit#rook hunt#epel felmier#idia shroud#ortho shroud#malleus draconia#lilia vanrouge#twst silver#sebek zigvolt#twst headcanons
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Child!Yuu: Octavinelle
Floyd:
Eh~? Who’s this small fry~?
Calls Yuu Shrimpy-chan or small fry as their nickname.
I mean, Yuu isn’t even a quarter of his height! Literally towers over them!
Yuu enjoys when Floyd picks them up to either give them a piggy back ride or throw them in the air.
I mean, if Floyd throws them up in the air it gives everyone a heart attack, but it’s fun!
Heartslybul has tried to ban Yuu from being with Floyd, but both do not care at all. Floyd will just walk up to Ace and Deuce and pick up Yuu, say “Mine now :)” and walk away.
They’ll try to take Yuu back, but they can’t.
These two combined are pure chaos and you should fear whenever these two are bored.
Whenever Floyd is feeling down, Yuu is always up to make him feel better.
Surprised at how close they are? Well, it wasn’t always like this. In fact, Yuu was scared of Floyd. I mean, he looks intimidating, but there’s a lot more to the story.
Remember the scene where Yuu got kicked out? Yeah I’ve made it more serious/sad.
You see, when the Tweels showed up to evict Yuu, they just sat in the living room with a pout.
They wanted to yell, cry, and even try to convince the twins to let them stay, but...it’s late at night, they’re alone (besides Grim) and the twins could literally harm them if they did. They did make the contract to save everyone, though.
Yuu made their bed, now they are forced to lie in it. It’s kind of sad, how they kind of just...gave up on fighting.
When they finally leave the dorm, they’re at the gate. That’s when the burst out crying. It’s really pitiful where they were at. They’re extremely angry at the Octavanille trio but they can’t do much.
Thankfully Ace, Deuce, and Jack are to the rescue. While they can’t beat up the Tweels, they will most certainly help Yuu. (Wholesome moment where everyone comforts Yuu)
Anyways, after Azul’s overblot and the arc closes, Yuu’s relationship with them is sort of mended.
I’d like to think Floyd and Yuu make amends when Yuu finds Floyd in one of his “moods”.
He’s feeling pretty crummy and Yuu notices. Ignoring Grim telling them to leave Floyd alone, they approach Floyd.
“Hm~? What’s Shrimpy-chan doing here?” “Pick me up, I want a piggyback ride.”
Floyd picks Yuu up to amuse them, but then it ends up with the two bonding over their sheer chaotic force. It’s kind of scary how Yuu used to shy away from Floyd but suddenly runs up to him with a big smile.
When Yuu first called Floyd “Big Brother”, he was extremely happy.
“Shrimpy-chan called me big brother~! Call me that more, ok?”
Jade:
I honestly think he kept Yuu at an arms length, to be honest.
It’s pretty interesting and amusing how Yuu reacts to certain situations, and how efficient they are, despite how young they are!
However, they’re still a child, they don’t need to know everything about his life.
...is what he said before the overblot incident. Actually, seeing Yuu’s sudden maturity when comforting Azul sparked a new interest in Yuu for Jade.
He still isn’t fully open to Yuu but he’ll answer questions if Yuu asks. He’ll especially be open if Yuu is interested about Mushrooms or his terrariums.
I think Jade would be the first one to try and ease the rift between Yuu and himself. He invites them over to Mostro Lounge to have them taste test new recipes.
Yuu accepts, because free food! :D (Also maybe get some for Ruggie too)
I think Yuu and Jade would have a lot of conversations, mostly about school related topics. Jade is surprised how knowledgeable and mature Yuu can be with these topics despite being a 10 year old.
Yuu can always talk to Jade about topics they feel passionate about or to simply rant about. He’s a good listener!
When Yuu first called Jade “Big Brother”, he was genuinely shocked, it was written all over his face! It was a moment of that before he composed himself and smiled.
“Big Brother? Well, I suppose I can be that role. Though don’t you call my brother and you’re friends that, too?”
“I call everyone I love/trust big brother! :D”
“I...see.” *Internal smiling*
Azul:
The first interaction Yuu has with Azul is when they walked up to him in the middle of his meeting with all of his new workers and asked for an anemone hat.
The idiot trio and Jack are just watching, scared for Yuu’s life.
To be fair, Azul half considered dragging Yuu into a contract, but then Jack came in and dragged Yuu away, reprimanding them. “You can’t just ask to make a contract! It’s dangerous!” “But my anemone hat! D:”
Azul kind of felt bad for making Yuu sign a contract in exchange for their dorm but...well, capitalism. (Our boys take pleasure in punching Azul after everything settles)
After Azul overblots and is brought to the infirmary, Yuu stays behind.
It’s just a long silence between them, because Azul kind of made Yuu cry but also Yuu feels like they should be there for Azul.
Yuu ends up initiating the conversation, which leads to Azul opening up a little about his past of being bullied.
When Azul is let go they all go visit the museum to return the photo, Yuu stays by Azul’s side.
“Since you’ve been here before, I want you to give me a tour! You must know the best places here! :D”
Anyways, general headcannons;
Azul has a soft spot for Yuu, but he has a reputation to keep up! So that means Yuu only comes around when he isn’t busy.
Hugs. Azul has the best hugs. “You’re so soft and squishy! Like an octopus! I love hugging you! :D”
Azul always has a bowl of candy like those in offices for Yuu. They’re only allowed to take one, though.
Plays peek-a-boo with Yuu when they discovered his Octo-pot. Climbs in and giggles because they can fit in it :)
Since Azul sucks at flying and usually flies closer to the ground, Yuu pops up by Vargas’ request sometimes and flies with Azul. I mean, he gets a good grade when Yuu does show up so he doesn’t mind. Yuu’s happy they get to fly.
Azul makes small contracts with Yuu to get an anemone hat. It’s those specific harmless ones like, “Remind me to buy ingredients after school.” or something simple that Yuu is going to forget after 10 minutes of making a contract. That way, Yuu doesn’t do anything they don’t want to and gets an anemone hat!
Everyone is suspicious about it though, “Are you SURE Azul didn’t add anything fishy in the contract?” “He got me an anemone hat so I don’t care.”
When Yuu finally got an anemone hat, they ran over to Azul and exclaimed, “Thank you Big Brother! :D” and gave him a big hug.
Azul stood there frozen, before he smiled and returned the gesture. It was extremely wholesome.
...too bad the Tweels were there. They began teasing Azul.
#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland imagine#twisted wonderland headcannons#twisted wonderland yuu#octavinelle#floyd leech#jade leech#azul ashengrotto#child!yuu
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Mario Kart but Even Worse
part two of the twst!au game night, where canon is thrown out the window and the only way people can legally strangle each other is via games! :) (also co-written w the bestie @starsunns)
“Well. It’s official.” Ace leaned against the arm of the couch, a huff of laughter coming from him as he tried stifling it to no avail. “You suck at Mario Kart.”
“Ah—“ Airi blinked as she was fished out of space once again. Turning to face her rival, she stuck her tongue out. “Well, pardon me, but I’ve never played Rainbow Road.”
“Look at the screen or else you’re gonna fall again.”
“Please, as if I—“
She fell again.
“…dammit.”
Saturdays were nice at NRC. Game night was a lot of fun, and even if there WAS a bit of rule breaking, it gave everyone a chance to relax.
You can’t relax with these two around though.
“Gah, no, I fell again-!”
“Then keep your eyes on the goddamn rainbow!”
“What do you THINK I’m doing?!”
Silver groaned, raking a hand through his hair as he stared at the two of them on the other couch, bemused. “Shut up for once and let me sleep…” he muttered softly.
“You shouldn’t have come to the game room then,” Lilia chided, humming as he watched the screen. “Every Saturday, we get the tamest war in this place. Might as well be able to watch.”
Deuce was also annoyed, mainly at Airi. “Oh no, oh no, come ON, Airi, I’m betting money on you here— nonono don’t FALL NO—“ he wailed and leaned his head back onto the couch as he gave a fistful of money to Floyd, who was grinning.
“This is why you don’t bet with Octavinelle~” he sang.
"'M gonna..." Deuce started before dropping off silently. No one commented, I mean, it was Deuce who was speaking, who really listened to him?
"Ah, Floyd, I think this is mine~," Lilia cooed softly, reaching over to grab the wad of cash Deuce had just given to him.
"What! I thought you'd forget," Floyd said, reaching back for the money that was just (not really) stolen straight from his hand. "I won that fair and square!"
"And I won this fair and square," Lilia shot back, looking through the money. "You're short two thousand though,"
"O~oh," a voice popped from behind them all, but no one turned to look. "Are you guys making bets without me?" Of course, it was Trey, not even that weird at that point. "Here's some money. Ace and Airi are going to fight, and then Ace is going to get angry and call me four-eyes, so then Airi gets angry and throws her controller at him, to which Ace dodges, and the controller hits Riddle,"
"That's way too specific," Floyd said, "I'm taking the chances,"
"I'll put my cards down," Lilia adds in.
Deuce shook his head. “Sorry, Trey, but I honestly doubt that’s gonna happen.”
Silver, who had given up on trying to sleep, also put a wad of money in. “I bet I saw this in a dream once. If they don’t shut up, might as well make them useful.”
Ace, who had been hearing him, scoffed. “Useful?! What am I, a hammer?” Honestly, he and Airi were aware of the betting. (A portion of the funds went to them anyway, so they let it go on. He didn’t think the rest of NRC would start doing it, but whatever. At least they get money out of it.)
Airi sniggered as she threw a shell at Ace, finally getting the hang of the controls. “You’re about as useful as a broken clock. Only two times a day, and completely trash the rest of it.”
“You’re one to talk, Miss ‘Kamek’s-fetched-me-out-of-space-with-a-fishing-rod-nine-times’!”
“See?” Airi remarked, starting the third lap. “That name’s solid proof you’re right only two times a day. True fact, but wow, you suck at naming.”
“Shut up, I’m winning,” Ace retorted, shoving Airi so she lost grip of her controller. “Oh look, gonna have to change the name to TEN times instead, huh?”
“Cheater-!” She responded to that by kicking him out of the way, snagging first place yet again.
From bystanders, the pair looked like they were this close to murdering each other. To be honest, they probably were.
And then Lilia pulled the move.
“You know what they say~ all’s fair in love and war!”
They stopped driving.
“Love?! Please, Airi’s so short I’d have to break my back in order to kiss her—“
“I’d rather not need to carry around mouthwash for this guy, thanks—“
“How am I supposed to play basketball if my ribs are crushed?!”
“Please, as if I’d ever like a REDHEAD—“
“You were dating Cater, for God’s sake, weren’t you?! What does he have? RED HAIR—“
“Cater isn’t a guy with a superiority complex—“
“Who said I had any sort of complex whatsoever— oh look, I win,” Ace cut himself off with a nonchalant tone and a smirk.
“YeahbecauseyouCHEATED—“ Airi yelped as she was unceremoniously shoved off the couch, but not before she threw her controller at Ace.
Ace dodged it, and guess who it hit?
A now very red-faced Riddle Rosehearts.
“OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!!!”
As Airi scrambled back up and away from a short redhead chasing after her, the others still in the common room grinned at Deuce, who was sweating buckets.
“Pay up, Spade.”
“…crap.”
#twst!au game night#yes phobia and i wrote this one again#this was actually the first one but i lost it so this is the one now AFTER d&d gone wrong#i still find it very funny how nobody mentioned the four eyes thing so technically in future deuce could bring it up#will he?? find out next season /j#deuce spade#deuce spade twst#deuce twst#deuce spade x reader#lilia vanrouge#lilia vanrouge twst#lilia vanrouge x reader#ace trappola#ace trappola twst#ace twst#silver twst#silver x reader#trey clover#trey clover x reader#trey clover twst#riddle rosehearts#riddle rosehearts x reader#riddle twst#riddle rosehearts twst#floyd leech#floyd leech x reader#floyd twst#floyd leech twst#mario kart#the second fic is honored as the first
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