#artemiy artemiyevich pinker x reader

[bluessmau]

Hickeys!!

In which the Overblot Boys/Che'nya/Rook leave hickeys on GN!Reader's neck.

Slightly suggestive? Mostly fluffy. Established Relationship. Requested by Anon.

Riddle Rosehearts

Che'nya

Leona Kingscholar

Azul Ashengrotto

Jamil Viper

Vil Schoenheit

Rook Hunt

Idia Shroud

Malleus Draconia

[ruggiezz]

— EMBARASSING THINGS THEY DID IN THE PAST : twisted wonderland

[synopsis] embarassing things they did when they were younger that now haunt them whenever they are trying to sleep

[characters] deuce, cater, trey (+chenya), leona, ruggie, jack, malleus

[extra] my last 3 posts are literally so unserious, so here's another one, for the funsies (ily guys)

★﹕DEUCE SPADE

When he was in elementary school, he would chat with his friends while waiting for his mom to come pick him up and take him home. That particular day, his mom was late, and 6-year-old Deuce freaked out. He was convinced that his mom didn't love him anymore, and that's why he wouldn't pick him up—that he was going to be homeless and would have to live on the streets in a cardboard box. He even started crying, which made his friends cry. They started saying goodbye to Deuce because how were they going to see him again if his mom wouldn't bring him to school?

Anyways, his mom came to pick him up 10 minutes later.

★﹕CATER DIAMOND

Back then when he actually tried to make friends whenever he moved schools, he had a huge crush on one of his classmates. One day, he overheard his crush talking about how they "would love to be with someone who loves nature as much as them". Cater wanted to impress his crush so badly that he made a Magicam post with him posing next to random trees and captioned it with "I love nature so much omg😍".

The photo is still out there on the internet because he forgot the password for the account, and the idea of someone from NRC finding the account terrifies him.

★﹕TREY CLOVER (+CHENYA)

Another one that takes place in elementary school. Trey and Chenya were walking around the city after classes when they spotted an electricity pylon. They thought it was the Eiffel Tower (the equivalent of it in Twisted Wonderland), and they got all excited about it, so they came back with Trey's parents so they could take a picture of them next to it.

Their parents bring up the topic from time to time just to laugh at their innocence back then.

★﹕LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

When he was a little kid, he had a nightmare where he was being chased. He was tossing around the bed, mumbling while sleeping. Falena was walking around the halls when he heard noises from Leona's room, and when he saw him clearly having a nightmare, he tried to wake him up. Leona got so startled that he screamed and kicked his older brother in the face.

Sometimes he remembers when he's about to fall asleep, and suddenly his sleepiness is gone from how much he cringed.

★﹕RUGGIE BUCCHI

He needed money, so he decided to work as a party mascot. It went well the first couple of times; it paid well, until he had to work at this particular kids party. The parents told Ruggie to walk down the stairs, greet the kid, wish him a happy birthday, and then just stand there to greet the children whenever they talked to him. Keep in mind that he couldn't see well in the mascot suit. So when Ruggie tried to walk down the stairs, he tripped and fell. The suit's head fell off, and there was just silence for around ten seconds, then the kids started crying. They thought their favorite character had just died right in front of them.

The birthday boy was inconsolable. Needless to say, Ruggie didn't get paid, and his party mascot careed ended that day.

★﹕JACK HOWL

It happened when his parents weren't home. His younger siblings were playing around with paint, and they asked him if they could paint his face. Jack said yes because it was harmless and would wash off, right? Wrong, it was permanent paint.

He had an important exam the next day, so he just showed up to school with his face looking like a kid painting that parents would display on the fridge door. Jack had to go to school like that for three days.

★﹕MALLEUS DRACONIA

Malleus has known Lilia for as long as he can remember; he basically raised him. One day, he had the genius idea to copy his hair. He waited for a moment when he was left unsupervised (in Lilia's defense, Malleus faked being asleep), grabbed some scissors, and cut his own bangs. It was awful; it looked like how you would think a little kid would cut their hair. He was so proud of himself until Lilia saw it. To little Malleus dismay, Lilia laughed his ass off, and whenever his laughter would stop, he would look at Malleus and start laughing again.

He got so upset he burned Lilia's bangs off.

[blueblossomrose]

This post is part of the Twisted Parents Series.

Content: Post-canon, marriage, children, household contents, afab!fem!MC, general hcs.

Comments and reblogs are very welcome ♡

Resume HCs [9]

"Someday my princess will come" and she really came.

Above his contracts and busy days as an influencer, Neige was dreaming of the love of his life. From a young age he lived with this dream. The dream of happily ever after. And now he had found someone to make that dream come true with: MC.

Dominic, Shelpie, Hop, Timmy, Snick and Toby were so happy for Neige! Grum had his cons as always, but over time, he ended up becoming fond of MC too.

He continued his career, now more committed to marrying you and getting a slightly bigger house, after all, you two were planning on having children, weren't you?

Dominic, Shelpie, Hop, Timmy, Snick, Toby and Grum wanted Neige and MC to have seven children, as they all wanted to be godparents. Luckily MC and Neige convinced them that they could all be godparents of the same kid.

In the end, MC and Neige had two children, a girl named Veronika and a boy named Kaiel.

Post-graduation life was chaotic, huh? Good thing he liked it.

Chenya is perhaps the most carefree guy in the world. Or so you think, after all.

MC wondered if he would propose to her one day. She was honestly scared if he didn't.

In fact, Chenya was unpredictable, wasn't he? Her surprise was great when he actually proposed to her.

Chenya's grandfather was as supportive as he could be. The "wedding party" was anything but conventional.

Chenya is the stay-at-home husband. When MC asked if he would consider a job, Chenya shrugged with the same big smile as always and said "I can be your housewife! Or househusband, in this case~"

You two had twins, Russel and Rascoe, and some years later, a girl named Isla.

[sqvishii]

che'nya's ability.. was like, making himself invisible, right?

what if this entire time, he was watching us without us noticing?

!!

yandere! che'nya, who loves to see your bewildered face as you look around, searching for whoever tugged your hair.

yandere! che'nya, who had been following you wherever you went without you knowing.

yandere! che'nya, who thinks you're so cute when you're cluelessly searching for him when he's right behind you.

!!

pretty short, please follow me on wattpad cause i'm making a twst fic over there and i just updated and not a single person has yet to even see it 🙁🙏

[brights-place]

[TWST] (Chenya) x M! Reader

1K 5 Part Special: 1 , 2 , 3 (You are here) ,4, 5 Warnings: Fluff, cursing

A/N: 3rd post for the 5 part series rubbing my hands together happily for getting 1K How have you all been? school holidays started so I can write and draw as much as I want !! anyways I'm so excited to be able to write and people enjoy it! it's also kind of short too my mind went blank half way

Summary: Chenya drags you to RSA when it was hosting a festival for sage island so he couldn't help but want to bother someone and he only thought about bothering you

When you first met chenya all you thought was that well he was extravagant, cheerful and mischievous as he likes to pull pranks for the sake of seeing people's frightened faces. Like when he likes to only making his head visible to terrify Deuce and Ace to look like he only has a head for a body part. Che'nya seems to be rather carefree and isn't afraid that much of the NRC students who holds hatred for Royal Sword Academy and their students, sometimes visiting Heartsabyul to see Trey and Riddle, despite being a student of Royal Sword Academy so how che'nya seems to grin towards you every time he comes to visit ditching his childhood friends to bother you he even enjoys to steal your stuff vanish with them and place them somewhere else so when che'nya came to you with his usual cheshrie grin and hovering over you to go with him you were shocked but accepted the request to go since other NRC students were going aswell to cause chaos but lets ignore that.

Che’nya strolled through Heartslabyul’s rose maze, his golden eyes lazily tracing the neatly trimmed hedges and vibrant red roses. The scent of freshly painted petals lingered in the air. Che’nya wasn’t here to admire the scenery. His gaze flicked around sharp and searching for the one person who had captured his attention since the unbirthday party then he finally saw you. His grin widened, tail flicking behind him with quiet amusement. With a mischievous glint in his eye his form began to fade, limb by limb, until he melted into the background of the garden "Hello every nyan how are you?" lips curved into a smirk. His tail brushed lightly against your arm as he leaned in close, his eyes gleaming with mischief as you let out an noise of confusion as he smiled "Fine thank you" he cackled leaning over your shoulder cackling as you groaned swiping his face away as he giggled fading his body back properly. "chenya!" you muttered swiping his face away as he vanished again reappearing a few steps ahead lounging casually on a bench as if he’d been there the whole time. His grin was unapologetic eyes alight with amusement “I didn’t scare you, did I?” he asked though the sly curve of his smile made it clear he wasn’t sorry in the slightest as you sighed going to sit beside him before he threw his legs on your lap as he stretched lazily he crossed his arms behind his head, gaze never leaving your “Why don’t ya come a little closer?” he teased, voice dripping with amusement. “I’ll behave… unless, of course, you tempt me not to.” You playfully batted his legs off your lap as he laughed before sitting up head laying on your shoulder as his tail brushed against your side lingering longer this time as his grin grew slyer as you smiled softly at him he was annoying yes but he was nice to be around.

“Those two first year students aren’t around, are they?” he asked his tone light but carrying a hint of curiosity. he’d hoped to catch you alone like this He relished having your attention solely on him sometimes though he would catch you with ace and deuce and also scare them for fun but being around you by himself was better. Each time he visited he made it a goal to ‘accidentally’ bump into you and today… things had gone exactly as he’d planned to find you 'bump' into you and scare you for fun. He couldn't help but relax with you on the bench before speaking "Hey... Do you wanna- like come to RSA? it's a festival going on" he said flicking his tail to your face as you swatted it away before speaking "I mean... if your paying" che'nya snickered "Who said Im paying?" You laughed softly before nodding "You know what yeah after all this stuff with everybody I don't mind hanging out with you" Che'nya couldn't help but perk up at your comment ears twitching slightly as his usual chesire grin "See I told you I can be very purrsuasive" he smirked as you snickered "Purrsuasive...? seriously Che'nya?" he gave a huge cheshire grin "Whatt? I think it was purrfect- Hey!" he laughed trying to push your hand away from yanking his ear before smiling at you with not his usual cheshrie grin but a softer one before hearing a voice "LOOK THAT CATS BACK!" Che'nya grinned before looking seeing NRC student point to him as he spoke "Oh gotta go buh bye nyah" he grinned vanishing as the NRC students ran over "Shit he's gone again! prefect are you alright?" You smiled and nodded "im fine you all should do your duties before Riddle finds you guys" the boys dispersed as soon as the thought of riddle collaring them entered their mind. When you went to the festival you were greeted by some RSA students which caused your face to sour it was not the same as NRC but relaxed when you see the famillar face of Che'nya who appeared infront of you and slinged an arm over your shoulder "lets go nya" the day flew by as you both hanged out even two of you getting matching keychains of two cats making a heart with their tails when connected and also buying che'nya a stupid hairclip which he copied the expression of causing you to giggle. The two of you were holding hands after going on a few rides before stopping at a cotton candy stall as che'nya smirked taking a bite of your pink cotton candy as you gasped before stealing a bite of his tasting the sugary snack as Che'nya and you had a bite of cotton candy war over the flavored puff balls of sugar smiling childishly with eachother.

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[tswhiisftteedr]

The Cheshire Cat and The White Rabbit ☆ Headcanon

☆RSA Student!Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker(Che’nya) x White Rabbit!Heartslabyul Student!GN!Reader:

As you go through your day to day life as a Heartslabyul stundent, you begin to remark an odd/out of place presence lingering during unbirthay parties, or anytime you’re back on dormitory grounds. Unbeknownst to you and that unknown presence, your relationship would soon change to somewhat of a more intimate one…

Warnings: Non-Conseual Kissing??(Che’nya appears out of nowhere to kiss reader on the cheek), suggestive tones for the last sentence. Not proofread.

Note: This is based from this ask, this work is a bit a of a mix between Headcanon and Drabble, so sorry if this is longer than you wanted. But I hope you’ll enjoy it!!

☆ More under the cut. ☆

As obvious as it sounds, Che’nya with a White Rabbit!Reader comes out as an odd pair up to anyone around able to see it. But despite the aloofness of it all, it is still a one of kind relationship that is precious to both concerned parties.

First I’d like to elaborate on White Rabbit!Reader;

White Rabbit!Reader would definitely be assigned to Heartslabyul following the NCR Dark Mirrors’ logic.

White Rabbit!Reader just like the original in Alice in wonderland, would be a jittery individual.

White Rabbit!Reader would be the extremely cautious type, and very much so around troublemakers like Ace and Deuce.

They would automatically freeze up as they heard the duo’s familiar voices. Readers long ears would be wide and rigid along their back while their body is stiff, crouching down close to the floor. A natural reflex to seem less threatening, as one is scared.

White Rabbit!Reader is very submissive, despite not wanting to get in trouble they would often go along with anything anyone asked of them, if said person was persistent enough.

White Rabbit!Reader is definitely one of Riddle’s favourite dorm member, despite their willingness to go along with whatever is demanded as long as some pressure is applied. This is simply because of how much they follow the rules.

White Rabbit!Reader probably would have the rules all memorized half way into the first semester, if not sooner.

But this exemplary display of discipline doesn’t come by because the reader wants to follow the imposed rules. No, not at all, they even have beef with some of the 810 rules, not agreeing with them at all.

They just follow them because they get easily frightened by the idea of having anyone mad at them for doing something wrong, especially house warden Riddle. Oh boy, is he a scary one to our poor little rabbit!

White Rabbit!Reader is definitely the apologetic type, to an extent that they would repay any damage cause 10 folds.

Ex. They stepped on your foot by accident, and in addition to an extended apology, they would also bake you cookies for you to forgive them.

Also despite excelling in academics, in fear of disappoint anyone if not, White Rabbit!Reader is very naive. To the point of doing things way beyond deserved to repay someone.

I feel like they might have bumped into Azul some day, spilling WATER on his uniform. And obviously Azul being Azul, after seeing their reaction to the situation. Used their naivety against them, making White Rabbit!Reader work their bones off for a week at the Monstro Lounge, for ‘Damage of his personal property’.

Another thing about White Rabbit!Reader certainly has allegrophobia(phobia of being late). They would probably arrive to an event 4 hours early if anyone actually let them. But at last, to our little rabbit’s demise that time has been realistically reduce to 30 minutes, in some cases a max of 1 hour.

They most likely, once arrived 10 minutes late to the preparation for an unbithday party, and upon realizing it, they bawled their eyes out, profusely apologizing to Riddle and their fellow dorms members for their tardiness. Begging for everyone present for forgiveness after ‘they ruined the day with their latenesses’. Even after “Strict Housewarden Riddle” told them it was fine, they wouldn’t let it go for a month, apologizing to him and any Hearstlabyul students they encountered during that time.

Now that we have established their character, let’s move on to White Rabbit!Reader with our favourite Cheshire Cat beastman!

How they met;

Che’nya definitely had seen the reader around Heartslabyul before, after all how could he not notice them with their long white ears, puffy tail and constant trembling out of nervousness. But their official meeting didn’t happen until a little later…

White Rabbit!Reader would have met Che’nya during one of the many unbirthday parties that took place during the year. The encounter was one sided for the most part.

He had snuck in on campus from RSA, to spend some times with his childhood friends Riddle and Trey, maybe scare some freshmen with his signature spell.

But he instead found himself observing the reader. He watched as they would constantly look around before the tea party begin as some sort of nervous tick, and how they held their tea cup with two trembling, making it seem like they didn’t trust themselves not to drop it.

Honestly it was all really amusing to him.

Che’nya would’ve certainly decided to mess with the reader, by play with a strand of their hair, blowing down their nape, even resting his arms on their shoulders with his head on theirs, all that while being invisible. It really did mess with reader’s head, they felt stuff but no one was their to do them!

And that only made it more fun to him.

This would continue for about halfway through the party, he had then made the choice to reveal himself. Hugging the reader tightly from behind, as only his toothy grin was visible. Making the students around the reader freak out and Riddle sight in exasperation.

But how did the reader react you may ask? Well as they always do! They froze up, ears flat down, and completely at his mercy.

After seeing that, he bursted out in laughter, forgetting about maintaining his magic, now fully visible.

Having reader’s frozen self in his arms for a little while, he then release them from his tight grasp. Watching as they slowly unfroze, now fluster, with a blush creeping on their face(this is only if they have the skin-tone for it). They would babble incomprehensibly as they register fully how close they had just been to someone else.

They would then look up at Che’nya, grin plaster on his face, with a trembling pout as if they would soon cry from the overload of emotions.

That didn’t necessarily make him feel bad, well maybe a little. But he mostly though it was cute, and made him want to play and tease them even more.

How it started;

After White Rabbit!Reader and Che’nya’s first official meeting, the mischievous cat beastman would frequent NCR more and more often, basically on a weekly basis.

Getting his dose of entertainment at the reader’s expense…

Things started small, from surprise hug attacks, playing with reader’s hair without their knowledge, doodling on them when they weren’t paying attention. All small and sorta sweet things, but they could still be completely considered platonic.

Than things started to shift a little, Che’nya would visit on the daily, actually chat with the White Rabbit!Reader instead of just messing with them.

He would of course still mess with them tho. His favourite way of doing so was by playing on the reader’s immense sympathy and willingness to fix their wrongs.

Che’nya would fake being offended by minor mistake the reader did to get them to do silly things to amend, such as;

Selfies with odd clothes on, dumb challenges like pranking riddle together.

But his upmost favorite ‘compensation’ was when he would make the reader do something they’re afraid of, so that they would rely on him.

Ex. Reader is afraid of heights; Che’nya is making them go on a broom ride so that they’ll cling onto him.

Reader is afraid of spiders: He’s bringing them to barn full of them, so that they’ll hide their face in his shirt.

Anything goes really, as long as they’ll into for him for comfort and protection. Even if it is something he’s also scared of, he’ll still continue with this tactic just to see the reader all squirmy and looking up at him with begging eyes, counting on him to chase away any danger.

Just the thought of it made him grin…

A bit further into the semester, he started to switch things around. He would do this thing where he would chase the reader around, making them do embarrassing things as punishment if he caught them.

But this confused White Rabbit!Reader so much. Sure Che’nya had developed some sort of fixations with seeing them a bit miserable, but this was new, like did he seriously like them?

Now some might be confused by this train of though, but there is a viable background to it.

You see, in the wild, males rabbits chase females as part of “courting”. Sometimes, males and females chase each other.

Some of it is just fun and games, but sometimes it is part of the dominance relationship.

So to our dear White Rabbit!Reader, this was like Che’nya told them he was interested. After all he was already sharing a meal on most day with them!(probably just snacking on some chips). Which is another way rabbit show courtship.

White Rabbit!Reader liked how Che’nya focused his attention on them, and didn’t seem to care if they made a mistake despite him ‘faking’ offense. He always had a big warm grin on his face no matter what. This made them fall for him.

So White Rabbit!Reader had liked him for a little while by then, but were never sure if they should confess. ‘Because what if it offends Che’nya, or worst he doesn’t want to be around them anymore!’

So they kept it to themselves, but after Che’nya started chasing them around, they weren’t sure on what to believe.

So about a week later since the original events, White Rabbit!Reader talked about their feelings to Trey, a kind soul they had befriended. They explained to him all the behaviour Che’nya was displaying, and how it made them feel. They even admitted to wanting to date Che’nya if he’ll have them, but were to shy to actually confess.

But unbeknownst to them and Trey, Che’nya was listening in, as he had decided to pay a visit that day.

And after hearing about reader’s thoughts and feelings, Che’nya made the decision to take matters at hand. Showing them his own feelings, in his special way…

The usual hug attacks would now be followed with a peck on the cheek, he would start nipping at them: nape, cheek, etc., he would hold their hands when dragging them somewhere.

White Rabbit!Reader little bunny brain was overwhelmed by the obvious display of affection, causing them to by pass their initial shyness and out right ask Che’nya about his feelings.

Of course the confident cat beastman answered without a problem, admitting he had been pinning for them for quite a while now, and that he also knew that they felt the same.

This made White Rabbit!Reader break away from their usual obedient and non-controversial self, replacing it by one that would proceed to call Che’nya mean and selfish for playing with their feelings, despite knowing they had difficulty expressing theirselves.

The cat only chuckle at this, grabbing the reader by their waist, hugging them tenderly to bring reassurance. Finally, the both of them ask each other out.

How it’s going;

After Che’nya and White Rabbit!Reader start dating, the dynamic wouldn’t really change.

Reader would still be his favourite person to tease and play with. And reader would still fall for his tricks.

The only feasible changes would be reader being more open to reprimanding Che’nya for his mischievous acts, and a great augmentation of physical contact.

PDA would be at almost its max between the two, Che’nya would kiss and cuddling them in public.

But he would keep make out session for behind closed doors, only he should be able to enjoy his bunny’s sweet gasp and breathless panting!

And anything that follows~

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Part 13

And that's what they did—they took her home

First/ Past/ Next

[taro-bae]

can u do twst 3rd years reacting to you saying "I love you" for the first time? :3

Twisted Wonderland - Third Years

Summary: reacting to you saying "I love you" for the first time

Characters: Third Years + Che'nya (I love him so much)

CW/Notes: gn!reader, fluff, romantic, preestablished relationship (let's say dating for some time now)

Trey Clover

It was a long day of classes and Trey's duties with housewarden responsibilities. But one thing he was never tired for was checking up on you, making sure you're hydrated and feeling your best. Trey made his way to you, happy to see you after a being on his feet all day. He was doing some small act of service for you when you hit him with the statement that caught the calm vice-warden off guard.

The words "I love you" repeated in his head. It took him a moment to process what you just said. He gazes at you sheepishly with a soft smirk, "say it again...?". Trey look directly into your eyes trying to catch every micro reaction from you and grasp your true feelings. And after you say it again he steps closer to you meeting you at eye level. He might look composed with a light smirk on his lips, but inside his heart completely melted for you.

"I love you too~" he says dropping an octave lower, keeping his voice calm and cool, specifically to tease you. Trey, being quite the tease loves seeing your cheeks flush with colour, even if it is barely noticeable. He opens his arms pulling you into an embrace as one of his hands pats your head. Still with that smirk he'd pull you right into his chest letting you hear his heartbeat.

Cater Diamond

Cater paused when you confessed to him, telling him those three words. His expression faltering a bit. This wasn't exactly the first time someone confessed their feelings to him. However, this time it felt different. This time it felt genuine ans sincere, like you actually meant it.

"I... Uh..."

He had his share of admirers and crushes, but this confession felt more...real. Cater now felt more flustered and unsure. He's used to hidding his feelings and putting on a happy carefree face, but this time you saw it slip a bit on his face when his expression softened. He seemed more vulnerable but recovered quickly.

"I love you too, cutie~♡"

That night he almost cried himself to sleep feeling actually loved and appreciated by someone. Especially that that someone is you.

Leona Kingscholar

"...what?"

Leona thought he misheard you. He was sitting on his bed, book in his lap when you caught him completely off guard leaving him in disbelief. When you repeat it again, his eyebrows frown slightly, but in his eyes you can see something hidden. He sets the book aside, the gravity of your words setting in leaving a sense of surprise and vulnerability as he tries to process them.

"Why the hell would you love me?"

Leona may act dismissive and find it difficult to accept comfort or love, even from his partner. Though his eyes convey something else. He scoffs and looks away, his tail thumping behind him while his ears lay flat. He doesn't want to be seen as weak, he has a reputation to maintain. "Stupid herbivore..." he thinks, but his dark tan cheek feel warmer. He's not good at expressing his emotions, and will need time until he even tries to say it back.

"You....ughhh, fine...I-...I might love you too..."

Vil Schoenheit

You love Vil, but the question is; who doesn't? He has an enormous share of fans and admires showering him in compliments. Although, they don't matter as much as yours.

Love is a bit of an odd concept in his life, in respect to his career and status. When the words "I love you" leave your lips he's taken aback. Despite his acting abilities and marvellous composure, Vil isn't the best with romance. He looks into your eyes seeing the devotion and pure adoration in your gaze. His own heart is pacing faster than he'd like, but he knows he loves you too.

After taking a controlled breath he speaks trying to keep his voice steady, "I love you too, my dear." Vil takes your hand in his, the look in his eyes turning serious, "this stays private between us, the media can be relentless to say the least...but I'm glad that you love me. And I love you the same"

Rook Hunt

It is certain that he said it to you before many times. Rook is patient whether you were ready to say it or not. He was dying to hear the first time you tell him that you love him, he's a sucker for romance.

When you approached him and finally said those words to him he wasn't actually caught off guard, his hunter mind is always prepared. However, he is over the moon. Instantly picks up both your hands together, kissing your knuckles while maintaining direct eye contact. "Oh~ Mon Amour, finally blessing me with your kind words! je t'aime aussi!"

His affections double after your confession, be prepared to receive lots of affection that point onwards.

Idia Shroud

"This level is for absolute NOOBS, the boss is set u-... HUH! WHA-?!"

Absolute chain reaction. Why do you do this to him. Poor boy was just sitting playing his games, while ranting to you, with his favourite anime in the background when you drop the bomb on him. Idia will spiral, his anxiety getting the better of him. For Idia, romance was a dead zone he wasn't interested in for a long time, until you.

"Did I mishear them? No, no, no...that can't be right? They said they LOVE...ME? maybe they meant the game...right right...the game...Wait no....UGHH WHAT DO I SAY...this so awkward..."

Idias hands begin to sweat, the tips of his hair turning a brighter pink. As well as his face, the red visible in contrast to his pale skin. A mumbled "A-are you sure" leaves his mouth without thinking. His heart and mind are absolutely racing escalating to a small panic attack. A few tears weld up in his eyes, he needs some reassurance that you mean it and will never leave him.

"You're n-not just saying that are you..." after you give him a hug he melts into your comfort hiding his face in your neck. He whispers a quiet "Don't leave me..."

Malleus Draconia

Malleus was lonely practically his whole life, starved of genuine affection and love. That changed when you came into the picture.

It was on a late night walk where you agreed to accompany him while he tells you about the gargoyles around campus. The intimate and quiet atmosphere was a perfect moment for you to tell him how you feel, letting the words slip from your tongue. Malleus stopped, meeting your gaze directly. He needs a moment to think and catch his breath.

One of his hands lifts to softly caress your cheek with the back of his fingers. His gaze is soft and loving when he looks down at you.

"You truly know how to make me happy, my beloved. Please allow me to love you...eternally."

For Malleus it didn't matter who you were or what happens after. All that matters is that you love him and that he's no longer alone.

Che'nya

He was teying to annoy you as he always does, sneaking in and appearing infront of you upsidedown to try steal a kiss. That is when you decide to get hin back for all his teasing and pranks.

"Che'nya, I love you" He freezes, body stiffening and cheeks dusted pink. His eyes would widen, mouth falling open slightly before shutting again as he attempted to form words. He's a sucker for true love, and a hopeless romantic at heart, your words mean a lot to him.

He blinks with wide yellow cateyes, his brain attempting to register just what you said before the words finally processed and a wide cheesy grin would break out across his face. He steps forward, hands catching your waist gently as he pulled you flush against his chest, head tilting as he spoke.

"You love me?"

When you confirm, his grin only grows wider, ears and tail perking up in happiness. "I love mew too, lyubimaya/lyubimiy~" He purrs back littering your face and neck with kisses.

Che'nya is mine >:(

Russian Che'nya Russian Che'nya Russian Che'nya!!!

I'd kill to call him Тёма (short for artemiy/artema) or Котик (kitty male endearment form) to his face!!!

UGGGHHH IM DOWN BAD FOR HIM

[cyath]

This trio always warms up my heart(๑ت๑)♡

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[ngestwo]

since the first arc of Twisted Wonderland is coming to an end, i am BEGGING that we dive deeper into RSA students. Like I’m not just saying this as a huge Neige enjoyer but I’m genuinely curious about life there.

Are the students there all truly goody two shoes? Or do they have hidden twisted personalities? I wish we could have the RSA counterparts of the current dorms. Since we already got Chenya and Neige for Heartslabyul and Pomefiore, can we go deeper with them too? Perhaps new characters that share the same RSA dorms as them? I don’t expect a whole big group for each dorm but 1-3 people seem fine. Then each dorm gets a different story about their rivalry they fight over Yuu and maybe this time an RSA overblots and NRC helps them?? okay maybe i’m asking for too much

But like ANYTHING?? Especially NEW FACES from RSA PLEASE😭😭😭

[coralinnii]

❋ You said what now? ❋

↳ He accidentally found out your feelings

feat: Ruggie ⭑ Chenya ⭑ Lilia ⭑ Epel

genre: fluff (uhh for the most part), humour,

note: no pronouns used with the reader, no explicit spoilers for book 7 in Lilia’s section, reader is referred as human in Lilia’s section, reader is implied to be a first year in Epel’s section, bad cat-related wording in Chenya’s section

Fun fact: while not obvious in the English translation, if you listen to Chenya’s Japanese voice lines, he likes to say “nya” at the end of his sentences.

Will I keep that fact in mind anytime Chenya pops up? Absolutely.

Also, I just started my college classes again last week (which is why I didn’t post last week). All of my classes are dense with text and quizzes so…I need to study real hard which will most likely eat up my time for writing. Good ol’ inconsistent me~

Although, I’m taking History and we focus a bit on the age of nobility and old kingdoms…so maybe some inspiration for my villain/ess!au series (or maybe not cuz history is weirder than one thinks…)

How it happened

Perhaps a little sneaky, Ruggie is someone reliable, resourceful, and fun to be around. You started to fall for him and even that sneaky side of his became endearing to you.

But bigger, financial priorities occupy the hyena beastman’s mind more than anything else. Unless he can make a madol from it or get a freebie, his interest in anything else is seemingly non-existent. It was rather easy to keep your feelings to yourself when the topic of love rarely, if ever, comes up.

So it came to a surprise to you when the shaggy-haired sophomore mentioned his coworkers at a part-time job he picked up in town.

He started ranting about how a duo at his workplace started an unlikely relationship a few days ago. According to him, the two were from two different worlds and didn’t appear to be either of their types.

“Doesn’t make any sense if you ask me” he mumbled, scratching his fluffy head by the sudden revelation at his job.

You nodded and hummed as he recounted his workday with you, but in all honesty, you didn’t share his confusion over the so-called sudden pairing. By the way Ruggie described the couple, it does sound like their personalities wouldn’t mesh well and would theoretically clash too much for anything to bloom between them.

But attraction follows no simple formula. No one can stop themselves from falling for someone. You yourself were an example.

“Love is never predictable, Ruggie.” you commented without thinking, perhaps too distracted by the cute love story of Ruggie’s coworkers or it could be that you’re drowning in the warm feelings from being so close to your crush that your mouth is running too comfortably on its own. “I mean, I never thought you were my type but I still ended up-“

You shut your mouth before you could finish but looking at the wide-eyed expression on Ruggie’s face, the effort was moot.

“You still ended up?”

…Shoot.

What happens now?

Colour him shocked. Ruggie never entertained the idea that you would like him, out of all people.

He could’ve pretended not to figure it out, or convince himself that it was a misunderstanding. But he knew when he saw your flustered embarrassment and your cute stuttering trying to come up with an excuse, there was no misunderstanding. You like him.

Ruggie has a good amount of ego and he wouldn’t downplay his boyish good looks (odds are it got him out of a few close calls), but in a school of celebrities, royalty, and guys with money coming out the wazoo? He knows when he’s outmatched.

To be honest, his brain froze for a moment at your slip up. He clutched his heart which stuttered out of beat, his ears and tail stood in attention like a meerkat. Jack was worried watching his upperclassman in such a daze while folding laundry, heck it even got Leona raising a brow over the uncharacteristic clocked out look on his shorter dormmate.

But, Ruggie is a workaholic hyena. Always planning his way to work up the ladder to earn some good madol. Even if he likes the idea of making a family of his own, romance wasn’t in his peripheral vision at the moment. Not while he’s working multiple jobs at once. He would honestly feel a little bad because he knows he’ll end up ignoring any poor soul stuck with him.

As bad as it is, he might at first think to pretend he heard nothing about your feelings. He couldn’t bring himself to make you go through that, to be in a relationship where work takes precedence over you.

But then he thought it wouldn’t be so bad…snuggling up to you during one of his rare free time. Maybe you’re the type to surprise him with lunch and he could rest on your lap while you brush his hair. Would you maybe rub his sore muscles after an arduous club training session? Having boyfriend privileges means no one can complain when he slides up to your side, keeping your attention to himself without having to share…

Screw it, he’ll figure something out. He’s a greedy hyena through and through

Shyeheehee! Better be ready for what you’re asking for. Once I’ve set my eyes on something, I’m not lettin’ it get away!

How it happened

This man is a literal magic trick, appearing and disappearing to revel in the shock of his unsuspecting audience. As elusive as he is, the times he does show up brings a shock of joy and excitement to you.

It seems that the purple-haired student has made it a habit to join the Heartslabyul’s unbirthday parties from time to time, enjoying the occasional chaos and keeping you company to your conflicted delight.

You didn’t know why but Chenya made it his mission to fluster you every chance he gets, with cheeky comments and sly touches as he leads you away from incoming mishaps such as a stray splash of paint or a flying slice of cake. You don’t know why but the cat-like menace has taken a shine to teasing you out of the blue. Sometimes he would suddenly whisper nonsensical riddles into your ear, or tap your shoulder to then poke your cheek as you turn. Small silly pranks that should annoy you but your body becomes filled with butterflies when he smiles that charming grin at you.

How maddening, you thought as you fell for another sneaky surprise from the impish beastman. Once again, Chenya appeared right behind you, smiling just over your shoulder which gave you and your friends a fright (for different reasons) to which he took pleasure in, judging from the mischievous grin on his lips.

Your shouting caught the attention of the other Heartslabyul students and recognizing the white jacket and castle emblem, their eyes boiled with competitive rage. An RSA student? On Night Raven territory?!

“Ah, looks like fun time is over. I’ll just show meowself out~” and like a mirage, Chenya’s figure disappeared as the NRC students failed to catch even a strand of his fur. Not even when he took a second longer to fade out just so he could teasingly tickle the tip of your nose with his fluffy striped tail.

The students kept on making a fuss, eager to teach the mischief maker a lesson for trespassing on rival territory. You sighed at the wasteful effort, assuming that Chenya would be smart enough to have left long ago.

“Why must my crush be such a frustrating person?” Angry hollers and Riddle’s commanding cease-and-desist orders overwhelmed your tired voice, and your soft words ended up softly carried off into the wind.

But your words caught the interest of a curious ear before it disappeared.

What happens now?

Curiouser and curiouser. He was not expecting such a confession. Though to be fair, he supposed you didn’t mean for anyone to hear it.

Chenya found joy being in your company. The shock in your bright eyes followed by your cute laugh sends a warm, giddy feeling in his heart that he just could not stop. He had a feeling he knew what these feelings could be but he was content with what he could get in the rare moments he can see you.

But now, when he realized what your cute reactions meant? That sends whole new exciting feelings within him. It’s fuzzy and warm as usual, but now also shocking and thrilling. The sneaky beastman is grinning for more than one reason now.

He won’t immediately confess back. Considering this wonderful predicament where you don’t know he knows of your affections, his playful nature compels him to milk the fun of this situation for all its worth.

If you thought his cheeky antics were bad enough, you haven’t seen his flirty side till now. Playful taps on the shoulders become sneaky grabs by the waist, and just when you think he’s gone, his signature grin would grace your vision as he fades into view, a little too close to your own face. Sometimes when he feels emboldened, Chenya would sweep you off your feet for a spontaneous walk along the sweet breeze.

When you’re finally at your wit’s end, when all his teasing and heart-fluttering gestures fills you to the point of combusting in flustered frustration, that’s when he’ll finally tell you his reciprocated feelings, perhaps while stealing a quick kiss when you least suspect it. All to see that terribly adorable look on your pretty face.

Every adventure requires a first step. I’m excited to see where we’ll go together from meow on~

How it happened

See, you thought he already knew. You swore he did. Why else would he tease you so much with his sweet compliments and flirty jokes? The mysterious senior spoke to you as though you were a naive child crushing on their older peer, which you supposed wasn’t entirely wrong.

The way he treated you with so much care and love that you wondered if he already suspected of your feelings and was being considerate to you. He listens to your rambles as though he has all the time in the world for you, compliments you on your achievements as though he’s genuinely proud of your hard work, and he jokes with you with that boyish charm of his. But the scarlet-eyed fae never pursued further with advances with you, which made you think that perhaps this was just who Lilia was, a strange but friendly man, unwilling to hurt your feelings. Were you grasping at straws and misconstruing his intentions?

With a heavy heart, you tried your best to give up your hopes but maintained a cordial bond with Lilia, not wanting to avoid the jovial fae so suddenly (well, without having to explain why anyways)

But one day, when you were walking with the smiling senior, he started talking about a souvenir shirt that Kalim had given him during their club meeting. It was a shirt patterned erratically with various colours and pictures of tiny bats littered about. It was an eccentric visual of fabric but it strangely fits the equally eccentric man.

“What are your thoughts? Would I not look absolutely adorable in this?” Lilia asked, holding the shirt in front in his uniform with a boyish smile, his fangs peeking out slightly. But you rolled your eyes as you sighed exasperated by this man’s antics.

“Don’t you think that’s unfair for you to ask me?” You looked at him with a pout, somewhat irritated at the mature fae you’re trying to get over. “Of course I’d said you would, considering how much I like you”

For a rare moment, Lilia turned wide-eyed at your words. “Pardon? Do you by chance… harbour feelings for me?”

Turns out, he didn’t know at all

What happens now?

Guess you can still surprise this old man. He had his suspicions but for all he knew that was how the youth were these days. He was fond of your shy expressions whenever he was around and he could hear the quickening of your heartbeat, but he didn’t want to assume. Perhaps you were just more on the skittish side.

In the centuries he lived, he saw love in many forms. In the recent centuries he lived, he got to experience some of those forms of love he’s seen, with the pain and joy that comes with it. To him, it couldn’t ask for more as he lives out the last few centuries he has left.

You however, were still vibrant like a freshly bloomed flower in its prime. Was that why he just couldn’t take his eyes off you? He couldn’t help but watch in admiration as you lived with almost enviable vigour. He felt pulled, entranced to be by your side for even just a moment, just to see that beautiful gleam of life (and love, he realized) in your eyes.

But Lilia felt a beat of guilt in his heart. Your life is so short in comparison to his own. You should be sharing your youth with someone as brilliant as yourself, not pining over an old soul like himself. Humans are fickle creatures but he supposed with such short lives, it’s best to be curious and experience all one can without regrets.

He would be honest with you, sharing his thoughts with you as though warning that your affections were better spent with someone that suited you better. It would be up to you to convince the stubborn fae that he was your choice, that you already decided he suited you just fine. All you’re asking from him is if he shared the same feelings as you did.

“I may have tried to get rid of my feelings before, but I’m choosing not to run away this time,” in your eyes, Lilia sees that same vibrant gleam that mesmerized him, almost breathing a new sense of life into him. “All I ask is if you feel the same way”

And he does. He’s lying to himself if he hasn't thought of a life with you where he could steal surprise kisses throughout the day, where he could bring you to soar through the night skies as he takes you to explore the world with him. He imagines a life of silliness but also a life of blissful content as he gazes at you like a beacon of light in his life, a new reason to live a bit longer.

Lilia feels ensnared by love once more, but the burning warmth in his soul is just too invigorating. He’s looking forward to this new chapter in his life, with you.

I do hope you’ve prepared yourself, my dear. Eternal love with a fae should not be taken lightly. But rest assured, I look forward to our new adventure

How it happened

You were Epel’s close friend and confidant, someone who he can share his achievements and woes with. Being so new to the college, the two of you depend on each other through thick or thin and along the way, you grew to see the lavender-haired freshman as more than just a companion.

He has a bit of a temper and is quick to the jump at times, but he was always there for you and even though he doesn’t always see eye-to-eye with them at times, he respects his seniors and takes their lessons to heart.

When he talks about how much he dislikes his height or his feminine features, you nodded along for his sake but you couldn’t tell him that you were actually in disagreement. You adore his fluffy locks that you occasionally got to touch with his permission and his light blue eyes felt like calming waves of the purest lake. Epel constantly swore to you that he’ll have his growth spurt and will even tower Leona in height, but you like how you could hold him close to you without issue.

You love all that he is, even if he’s not too keen on some parts himself

But you kept this all to yourself. You thought Epel had other priorities on his mind and you were scared that confessing would ruin the friendship you’d built with him. For now, you were content to be by his side for however long you can.

You were dead tired during a particularly harsh Flying class with Coach Vargas and you were barely conscious enough to keep your eyes open. It took everything you had to just nod along to whatever Epel was saying, something about some Savanaclaw students?

“Who they think they are, callin’ me cute like that? I outta rip off their yapper for underestimatin’ me.” You weren’t helping his point when you thought how cute his accent was as he grumbled about his day. You were falling in and out of consciousness but thought you should at least reply back to your friend…anything at all…

“I’m sorry…that happened…even though…I think…you’re really cute…”

You were already out cold to notice your friend frozen in place as you finished your drowsy comment, your head landing on his stiff shoulders.

What happens now?

ALDFIUAHLBWAIGLH

Congratulations, you broke your friend and you don’t even remember it. When you woke up, you couldn’t figure out why Epel was as bright red as his hometown’s apples. Epel couldn’t even bring it up without getting too tongue-tied, his accent sputtering out incomprehensible words.

The blue-eyed freshman was raking his brain for an explanation. You thought he was cute…really cute to be precise, but what does that mean? Did you like him? As in like-like him? Is it normal for non-countryside folk to just say something like that? But most students around here tend to mean it like an insult but you weren’t like them, you would never do that to him. So what did you mean by it??

Left without a choice, Epel thought about who he could ask about this, maybe one of his seniors. But he immediately reconsidered when he realized who his seniors were (Vil and Rook will never let this go and there’s no way Leona would entertain this conversation) and turned to the only adult he can trust, his meemaw.

In his letter, he asked his grandma what it means when someone you cherish calls you cute (not mentioning who) and after a few days of fidgeting and awkward encounters with very confused you, he finally got an answer from her.

“STOP SITTIN’ ON YOUR KEISTER TWIDDLIN’ ‘ER THUMBS! GO AND ASK, DAGNABBIT!”

And that’s how you were confronted by a flustered Epel about your cute comment one random school day. To be fair, you probably didn’t fare any better when you realized you let your thoughts slip out.

You may have confessed your attraction to him but Epel can still be the first to make the first move. Relationships and dating are all new to the petite freshman and honestly he felt a little weak in the knees, all the nerves wracking his body like his first broom ride. But the past few days, he couldn’t stop thinking about being with you, sweeping you off your feet, impressing you the only way he can, to have your eyes solely on him like he does when you’re around. Heck, he thought what it’d be like to grow old with you, holding you like no one else can as you spend day and night by each other’s side. All these thoughts and more is what spur him to take the next step.

I ain’t too great on love and romance, but I’ll work hard to show ya how much ya mean to me. I promise that!

[twisted-broth]

Twisted Wonderland SMAU Masterlist

🌹: follower favorite

❤️: author's favorite

Housewardens

Telling Them "You Wouldn't Get It" (+Cater and Ortho)

Leaving Without Telling Them (+Cater and Rollo) 🌹❤️

Telling Them "I Love You" Unprompted (+Chenya)

Their Crush Acts Drunk When Tired (+Rollo)

Texting the Sentient Housewardens (+Rollo)

Vice Housewardens

Leaving Without Telling Them (+Jack and Sebek)

First years

Their Family Asks to Meet You

Asking Them to Kill a Spider🌹

Telling Them You're Leaving (+Malleus and Rollo)

Leaving Without Telling Them

Reminding Sebek He's Half Human

Second Years

Accidentally Confessing to Them

Your Parents Ask to Meet Them

Silver Boyfriend Fluff

Coming Out As Trans (+Sebek)

They Get Angry After You Do Something Reckless

Third years + Rollo

Accidentally Confessing to Them 🌹❤️

Asking Them to Buy You Pads

Their Family Asks to Meet You ❤️

They Accidentally Take Your Edible

Hanging Up Without Saying "I Love You" Prank

Asking Them to Take Your Virginity 🌹

Telling Them You're Asexual

They Accidentally Confess to You 🌹❤️

Asking Them To Do Your T Shot

They Get Angry After You Do Something Reckless

Asking to Come Over After a Bad Day

You Were the Weird Kid ❤️

Telling Them You're Aromantic

Asking Rook What His Family Does

Giving Them a Heartfelt Gift

Asking to Spend Time with Them (+Chenya and Floyd)

[yunarim]

— LITTLE CAPRICIOUS CHRISTMAS | CHENYA X READER

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ summary : rsa and nrc are having conjoint christmas party within nrc walls. your crush, chenya, is also here to help you with decorations. everything's going smoothly until you both find a mistletoe — now this is where the chaos unfolds.

— characters : chenya x gn!reader, ace, deuce, grim

⌞tags⌝ : gn reader, pure fluff, everyone being a little silly

— w.c. : 2.8k

.ᐟ this is my christmas gift for a dear friend! hope you enjoy this silly thing i wrote literally at 5 am LMAO (local joke to add: a)

Your first Christmas within NRC walls appeared to be surely promising, leaving you in small splashes of genuine excitement. Knowing your friends’ reactions, you were ready for silly commentary on your sweet anticipation of the upcoming holiday (Ace’s capricious eye-rolling at you smiling widely after Crowley’s announcement that the Christmas this year is about to be huge — made you dismiss your friend’s oh-so-annoyed smile). 

Still, you couldn’t even imagine that Crowley would suggest what he mentioned to be ‘joining forces with RSA’. You always found those little annoyed ‘ugh’s from NRC students when RSA was mentioned rather funny, not really caring about that entertaining confrontation between two schools. You genuinely enjoyed RSA students’ company, although not exactly noticing yourself that one particular person has been especially interesting to you. 

Now that was very funny to your friends, your gentle oblivion and bunch of ‘What do you mean I’ve been staring at Riddle’s childhood friend with the name no one can pronounce?’. Not to mention you could pronounce his full name absolutely fluently. 

Crowley said that the Christmas itself will be held in NRC, although RSA is coming to help with decorating. Not only that, Neige and Vil will perform on stage, which instantly caught Azul’s attention, inspiring Octavinelle students to start making preparations already — you could literally see numbers flashing behind Azul’s eyes. 

RSA will be arriving today beforehand, but it was already quite lively around NRC with students making preparations already. You weren’t the exception, and now, following Ace and Deuce, you were carrying a huge box of Christmas decorations. 

“It’s so nice to see someone being so excited for Christmas,” Deuce said, carrying two boxes in his hands, which appeared quite impressive to you, who barely managed to carry one, with decorations almost falling out. “I mean, refreshing even.”

“Are you referring to me?” You asked, the box popping in your unstable hold  “I always loved Christmas back in my world. Imagine my reaction when I realized that it’s a thing here, too!”

“Refreshing, huh?” Ace replied, box with lights in his hands.

“Yuu’s reaction is certainly nicer,” you couldn’t see Deuce’s cheeky smile, but you knew it was there, spreading in his face. 

“Ha! I just don’t get it — why spend Christmas with RSA? Have you seen their decorations? Who’d want teddy bears under their Christmas tree?”

“Teddy bears are cute,” you giggle, amused by Ace’s annoyance towards RSA, knowing he doesn’t really mean all the things he’s saying. 

“Now say you’d want mistletoe to kiss under and we’ll call it a day.”

“H-huh?”

You startled, stumbling on your feet, and were ready to pretty much kiss the floor at this point, ruining the box with decorations you were carrying, but it never happened. 

You feel a firm grip on your shoulders, preventing you from a not so graceful fall, and glance towards what - or rather who - helped you, catching familiar glimpses of pink and purple. 

“Why hello, nya!~”

The smile on your face was quick to appear. 

“Chenya-san!” You exclaimed, bowing slightly as you regained your position, ignoring little sighs from your friends. “Hello! When did you arrive?”

“Just nyaw,” he carefully took the box from your hands, and you could finally see what was happening around. “Where do we put this?”

“Ah, you shouldn’t have to!—“ Chenya only hummed at your reaction with amusement, so you allowed him to continue carrying your box. “Music club room.”

“Got it.”

You watched Chenya’s ears twitching every time you glanced at him, finding it adorable. Adorable to an extent you almost forgot that Ace and Deuce were also present, until Ace spoke. 

“Alright, see ya later.”

“Oh?” You turned around and spotted Ace and Deuce stopping before another class. “Ah, yes. See you guys!”

You heard them discussing if you’ll manage to concentrate on decorating at all, but you preferred ignoring their little assumptions, and were quickly to return all of your attention to Chenya. 

You opened the door to the music room, surprisingly not finding Kalim, Cater or Lilia there, and pointed where your new companion could place the box. 

“Chenya-san, were you on your way to checking out Riddle and Trey? I must have startled you.”

“While I really was, they could wait~” He smiled, sending an unknown emotion to your heart. “Besides, it seems you need my help more than them, hm?~”

“Don’t worry, I can manage!” You smiled in response, but Chenya only started pulling decorations out of the box. 

“I’ll help, nya. That’s why we arrived here in the first place, after all.” He took a garland and turned to you, jumping on the windowsill like it wasn’t a big deal. “So, chief, what would be the instructions? Where should I put it, nya?”

You giggled, certainly appreciating his help, and took a look at the room, pointing at the place where he can put the garland. 

You took a Christmas tree decoration, placed it on the lower branch of the tree in the room, and the rest of the decorating process was pretty much relaxing, remaining in comfortable silence. 

Occasionally you couldn’t help but throw your glance at Chenya. His figure almost floated when he jumped in the windowsills, reaching out for the ceiling to put something there. If you were a little bit more aware of your own gaze, you’d certainly notice how fixed yet gentle your eyes are on him. The only thought of you looking at him that much appeared funny — was it all Christmas that put you in that giddy silly state?

Another decoration, and you found that you almost finished. Chenya’s really handy, you thought, watching him pulling out the last one decoration and gasping at once. 

A mistletoe. 

“Now where should we put it?~” Chenya asked, turning to you and finding you becoming an incoherent cute mess. “Are you alright?”

“Totally,” internally you curse Ace for his stupid little remark about mistletoe. “How about right above the door?”

“If we are to imply that little tradition with kissing under a mistletoe…” Your stomach performed a sudden flip at his words, but you’re quite stunned to find it not unwelcome. “Sounds like fun! Maybe above the window though, nya?”

“I’m afraid not everyone has a habit of jumping off the window as a way of leaving the room like you do, Chenya-san.”

“I must say I don’t need doors or windows to enter at all~”

“Heh,” you smiled at him, sending a competition arising. “Above the piano then? Or better yet — the drums?”

“How about… sofa ~”

“Don’t feel like it, you demonstratively jumped on the sofa, as if testing if it’s the right place to put the mistletoe above. 

“Inside the wardrobe,” you snorted at his suggestion. 

“In the hall,” you continued throwing suggestions, opening the door and pointing out at the ceiling in the hall. “So that many people could see.”

You in turn couldn’t see him materializing behind you, the strands of his hair dangling from his head and brushing against your skin ticklishly as you lifted your head up to meet his gaze. 

You couldn’t think of anything else beside how beautiful he was. Lively, whimsical, yet absolutely adorable and sweet — your mind raced, not being able to contain your excitement and causing blood to flow up to your cheeks, reddening them slightly. 

Chenya either was too polite to not comment on that, or didn’t notice at all — though you questioned the second option. No way he didn’t. 

“Most visitors will circle around the main stage,” Chenya started explaining, Christmas lights wrapped around his shoulders and lit with a touch of magic made him look exceptionally cute. “Not here in the halls, I think~ Now, the main entrance sounds like a fine idea to me!”

“Sounds like all of the NRC students would avoid approaching the main entrance then,” you chuckled and followed him into the hall, sneakily grabbing the mistletoe from his hands.

The little surprise on his face made you gulp, flush reaching your cheeks once more. Was it necessary to be so damn cute?

“Hmm~ Looks like we’ve set a competition of sorts, nya?” Chenya approached you, smiling, and took the mistletoe from you, chuckling at your surprised gasp. “The one who finds the best place to put the mistletoe — wins. How does it sound?”

“How do we decide what’s the best place when we already failed?” You tilted your head. 

“Don’t know~” Chenya giggled. “However you find it fitting to yourself! If I like the place, then you win. If you like the place, I win.”

“That’s so nonsensical,” you admitted but didn’t dismiss the idea. It wasn’t even serious from the very beginning. 

“We’re all a little nonsensical here,” his tail wiggled. 

“What does the winner get?”

“We’ll settle that after winning.”

“Hey, that’s unfair! This isn’t how you motivate the staff!”

He bent over you, brushing capricious strands of your hair, and you parted your lips, not knowing what to expect further. 

It’s your heart which was unfair. Your reactions and feelings — all of them, absolutely deprived of sense before Chenya and his silly tricks. Not like you minded them, though…

But you were quite playful yourself, so to say. 

You tapped his nose, causing him to wince slightly, reminiscent of the real cat, and nodded. 

“Good,” you concluded. “I accept. Although it’s only one mistletoe, so~..”

“So good luck on trying to get it back from me, nya!”

And with that he disappeared from your sight, dissolving midair with his magic, to which you only blinked and laughed. 

“Ha!” You exclaimed. “Don’t think you can get away with that!”

And that is how your race began. 

You walked into the next room, finding Ace and Deuce. Having studied your character enough, they already had a presentiment that at the moment another chaos with your participation was unfolding in front of them.

You appreciated their attempts to arrange the audience, but you had other matters that needed immediate attention.

Your next stop was the Heartslabyull, where Riddle managed to slightly reprimand you for being careless, but when he heard you mention Chenya in your little adventure, he simply sighed and said that the last time he saw him was in the cafeteria.

Riddle, reliable as always, appeared to be right when you spotted familiar sprinkles of purple and pink. 

You tried to be as sneaky as possible, hissing at everyone who tried to talk to you at the moment, giving everyone conspiratorial glances and receiving noddings in return. Maybe you were more NRC than the NRC students themselves after all. 

For what he’s so tall, you thought internally, but still succeeded in grabbing mistletoe Chenya was holding. 

“Hehe!!” You were so excited that you almost tripped again if it wasn’t Chenya who caught you by the elbow, drawing you closer to prevent your second fall. 

Ugh, you thought, averting your gaze and knowing that your cheeks were burning. Even his hold is gentle and—

And what, you cease the chain of thoughts. And what if not loving. 

Yet, the competition still was on the table, so you thanked him sheepishly and was quick to rub away, heading straight to the yard where you rushed towards the tree where the Stargazing event was held. 

You leaned against the tree, catching your breath and wondering how gentle Chenya’s touch was. Every rare time you get to see him, he is always very tender with you. Is it really normal to think about this? Still, it is in the spirit of the RSA to be caring and friendly by nature. But still... what if it’s something making only you special and—

“Gotcha~”

Chenya appeared in the air, dangling from the tree above you, his whole body upside-down, his pretty face right before you, and the mistletoe slipped from your hands to his again. 

“Hey!-“

“See nya!”

He disappeared, and you couldn’t help but giggle again. It’s always fun and joyful — being around him. 

Your next stop was the main stage, where you noticed Neige and Vil discussing something. What a nice place to hang the mistletoe would it be, but you didn’t have it at the moment, so you walked away, wondering where Chenya was hiding again. 

Curious, you thought. It wasn’t about  finding the best spot for the mistletoe anymore — it was the game of hide and seek, with a side quest of calming your racing heart down. 

And this is how you made it to the portal room after what felt like hours of unstoppable searching. Come to think of it, the school was pretty much fully decorated at this rate, sparkles of green and red suiting the whole dark and gothic atmosphere of the school surprisingly well. It was truly refreshing, even the portal room, usually dull and rather gloomy to you, appeared to be quite a sight. 

You stood in the middle, students walking around, jumping to the portals to their dorms, hands busy with decoration boxes, and no time to stop someone and ask if they saw Chenya at all. 

You wondered where your next destination must be, when an idea struck you. Right, why not hang the mistletoe here?! Guests will be wandering through the portals as they always did during previous events held in NRC. This is where the perfect spot for the mistletoe is!

Right when you made your decision and realized the only component left was the names mistletoe, you was about to turn around and jump into the first portal you’d see and call it a day, but—

“Chenya-san? What— Huh?”

You felt his arms around you, pressing you closer to his chest tenderly. Emotions were flowing within you, combining altogether and causing you to snap your eyes open, not really registering what was happening. 

His mischievous expression turned more adoring and loving, making you question if you were awake at all. People were still walking, some of them stopped to gossip about you two, or maybe that what was happening — you couldn’t make sure at once, the whole world around you disappearing, and only Chenya’s cute smile reflected in your widened eyes. 

“Guess we’ve been tricked.”

You blinked at him in incomprehension, but all the thoughts vanished when Chenya pressed his lips to yours. 

You gasped, your body felt foreign, as if you turned into a ghost, watching the scene from behind and not recognizing yourself. It felt unreal — the softness of Chenya’s lips, the way his eyes closed and eyelashes flattered, confirming he was slightly nervous just as you were. 

When you returned to Earth — or whatever this universe even might have been — and parted your lips, staring at Chenya absent-mindlessly. 

“Wha— You— Huh? What?”

“As I’ve said, we’ve been tricked and—“

You weren’t sure. Was it real at all? Did you hit your head and return to your world? Was it just another dream of yours? 

No, no, you must have made sure. So you leaned forward to him, now it was you catching his lips and a surprised breath at once. 

The kiss you left was short and unsure, and when you met Chenya’s confused look, you prevented him from saying anything, pecking his lips again. And again. And—

“Woah,” Chenya smiled through your silly kisses. “Eager, are we?”

“Just in disbelief. Alright, confirm it for me: is it all real? I’m not sleeping, right?”

“You are not sleeping indeed,” he nodded, releasing you from his hold but still having his hands at your shoulders. “And look who’s tricked us after all.”

You followed his stare and found Grim chewing the mistletoe while looking at both of you with an unconcealed amusement. 

“What?” Grim asked, apparently not really enjoying the taste of the plant. 

“Indeed. What?” You ask your partner, chuckling at how silly the whole situation appeared to be. 

“You two fools couldn’t figure out your stupid feelings without the help of the Great Grim!” 

“Sure…” Chenya found your smug expression rather delightful, giggling at the conversation unfolding. “But hey, technically I win. I was just about to place the mistletoe here. And we’ll, it is placed here. Technically in Grim’s stomach, but still here, right?”

“Hmmm~ I don’t mind your win, but…”

Chenya pointed out the box behind Grim, filled with mistletoes only, much to your surprise. 

“How about we start a new competition?”

“I’m all ears then.”

“The one who hangs as many mistletoes as they can, gets just as many kisses.”

“You know we both win at this rate, right?”

“This is the point, nya! Now, shall we start?”

“With pleasure!”

“Before you guys continue that, myah, a tradition or somethin’, go get me a real meal. Man, I’m so tired…”

“You did nothing though.”

“I’m a wingman of the day.”

Chenya chuckled, placing a small soft kiss on your cheek. “That I can’t argue with.”

© yunarim 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧.

[blackcherryvelvet0909]

Blooming Red (Riddle x GN!Reader)

Content Warning: Mild angst (mentions of Riddle's mom), mild hurt/comfort

You jogged down the hallway, legs worn out from all the running you’d been doing. First it was to the small store at the hotel; when they didn’t have what you were looking for, you went to find one of your professors. You finally came upon Professor Crewel, who’d just returned from a breakfast outing. Once you explained to him the situation, you both quickly headed to his hotel suite, where he handed you the extra bottle he’d brought. After a quick thank you, you hurried back up the elevator to the top floor of the hotel. Now here you were, skidding to a stop before you knocked on the door at the end of the long hallway. 

Cater was the face to greet you as the door opened. “Oh good, you got it!” He stepped aside to let you in the room, then shut the door quickly before he followed after you. “Poor guy’s really pitiful right now. The ice has helped, but that aloe will do a lot better - hopefully.” 

You nodded as you two entered the bedroom of the hotel suite. The door was slightly ajar, so the first thing you saw before you entered was Trey sitting on the bed. He turned his head to look at the two of you as you came in, his smile a mix of fatigue and worry. “I’m sorry it took so long,” you said. “The shop didn’t have any aloe, and I didn’t want to go all the way down to Sam’s to get some. Thankfully I ran into Professor Crewel and he offered to give me some of his.” You held up the green bottle of aloe vera for Trey to see. 

“Thanks for getting it.” Trey glanced over at the closed bathroom door. “Riddle’s in there - I think the cold bath might be helping.” 

“How is he?” you asked, concerned for your friend. 

“As good as you can be when you’re sunburned that bad,” Trey replied with a sigh. “He’s never really been sunburned before, so it’s taking a worse toll on him than what’s normal. That, and he does have sensitive skin, so…” 

You didn’t have time to ask any questions before, since you were in such a hurry to fetch the little green bottle of salvation. You decided to get those questions out now before Riddle came back. “I thought Riddle was really adamant about reapplying sunscreen every hour or so? How could he have gotten sunburned if he’s that diligent?” 

“I’m not too sure,” Trey answered. 

“But we do have a theory,” Cater interjected. “Riddle actually forgot his sunscreen when we all went out to the pool yesterday. Deuce went back in to grab it.” 

“Did he get the wrong one?” 

“No, he got the right sunscreen,” Cater confirmed, “but he put it real close to mine. Our bottles are pretty similar looking, so Riddle might have grabbed mine by mistake when he went to reapply. We only stayed out for a few hours before it started to rain, so he would’ve only applied it twice.” 

“And he didn’t notice the difference between bottles?” To you, that sounded very unlike Riddle to not notice little details like that. 

“I mean,” Cater scratched the back of his ear as he chuckled, “he didn’t exactly have time to. Floyd was bugging him a lot.” 

“Oooh,” you uttered. That would make sense, you thought. If Riddle was trying to hurry up and apply some and then get away from Floyd, he wouldn’t have spared a glance at the bottle. Since he and Cater’s sunscreens were so similar, he could have easily mistaken one for the other.

Just then, the bathroom door opened. The pitiful sight of Riddle as he stepped through the doorway made your heart ache. His skin was beet red, a direct copy of his hair. The burn stretched over parts of his shoulders, arms, chest, and back. The back was the worst overall, with almost every inch being covered in the sunburn. Somehow, Riddle’s legs had been spared from the sun’s damaging rays. He was clothed in some simple shorts; you watched as he winced as he tried to dry his hair with the cotton bath towel in his hands. 

“Is your scalp burnt, too?” Trey asked, so gently it almost sounded like he was speaking to a child.

“Possibly,” Riddle mumbled. He was clearly embarrassed - you could tell by the pink of his cheeks, which you knew were not sunburned. Trey motioned him to come over, and Riddle did so without argument. Riddle bent his head down so Trey could see his scalp. Trey flinched as Riddle winced when he traced his fingertips over the redhead’s scalp. “Ah!” 

“Sorry!” Trey guided Riddle to sit on the bed next to him, where he continued to examine his scalp, touches featherlike and cautious. “Mmn…” Trey mumbled under his breath as he stood. “Yeah, you’re sunburnt there too.” That sad smile returned to Trey’s lips as Riddle’s head tilted downwards in shame. “But it’s not as bad as the others. It should heal a lot faster than the rest of you.” 

Riddle gave a small nod, though made no verbal reply. You wanted to comfort him, but didn’t know how. You were afraid anything you might say would only make him feel worse. As you were lost in your thoughts, Cater stepped forward and leaned on the bed. “You haven’t eaten today, have you, Riddle? Whatcha want? I’ll go get it from the lobby!”

Riddle thought it over for a moment, his tone level and almost monotone as he replied, “Two hard boiled eggs, a slice of toast with strawberry jam, and a fruit and granola yogurt bowl, if you wouldn’t mind.” 

“Aww, c’mon,” Cater cooed, “I know you want more than that. There’s no shame, y’know - you can cheat when you’re not feeling good.” 

Riddle was silent for a moment…then, his voice a bit shyer now, he mumbled, “And a few strawberry and creme crepes.” 

“Gotcha!” Cater pushed off the bed before he fixed his ponytail. “I’ll go down and get it.” He glanced over at Trey, “You coming? I know you haven’t eaten either.” 

Trey looked hesitant to follow, eyes flicking from Riddle to Cater in quick succession. Finally, you spoke up with a smile. “I’ll stay here with Riddle, you both go on. I know you must be hungry.” 

Trey hesitated for a moment longer, eyes glancing at the three of you for a few seconds. Then, with a sigh, he nodded. “Yeah, can’t take care of Riddle on an empty stomach. I’ll go with you.” 

“Kay-kay!” Cater turned and left out the bedroom door with a wave of his hand. “I’ll meet you out in the hall.” 

Trey pulled on his shoes and got up from the bed. He put a comforting hand over Riddle’s and gave him another smile as he said, “We’ll be back soon. Make sure to put that aloe on the sunburns, okay?” Riddle silently nodded - it seemed to be enough to put Trey at ease. As he passed you on his way out, he stopped to turn and ask, “You want anything? I know you likely haven’t eaten either.”

“Um…” No you hadn’t eaten. The moment you’d heard Riddle’s cries of pain, plus the commotion Cater and Trey had been in, you’d dashed in to help. All thoughts of food had been cast from your mind, along with your plans to eat with Ace, Deuce, and Grim. Oh yeah, those three…you hadn’t even messaged them. Oops… “Just a sausage, egg, and cheese biscuit and some fruit is fine, thank you. Would you mind grabbing me and Riddle some juice, too?” 

“Yeah, I’ll get that,” Trey said as he adjusted his glasses. He then leaned down to whisper, “Make sure he gets all those sunburns covered, okay? They’re really bad.” 

“I will,” you whispered back. 

As Trey left, you turned back to Riddle, who hadn’t moved from the position on the bed. He delicately dried his hair, wincing every time he grazed over his scalp. You frowned - you wish there was more you could do for him. You glanced down at the bottle of aloe vera still in your hand…it didn’t hurt to ask. You approached Riddle and sat beside him. Before you could utter a word, Riddle spoke in a hushed, irritated tone. 

“I’m such an idiot,” he hissed. He glared daggers at the floor, slate colored eyes as sharp as knives. This time, it was not at someone else, but himself. “I should have been more cautious, attentive…”

“Everyone makes mistakes, Riddle,” you said softly. “Besides, Floyd was distracting you, right? It wasn’t like he was going to leave you to reapply in peace; honestly, I would have been in a hurry, too.” 

Riddle gave a small nod, but his expression was still harsh. There was no telling what was going through his head. To try and distract him, you held up the bottle and shook it a little as you smiled. “Would you like me to rub this on your back? I know it can be hard to reach.” 

Those sharp eyes softened a tad as they glimpsed over at you. The redhead forced a small smile as he nodded. “If you wouldn’t mind…” 

“I don’t mind at all.” You climbed back on the bed and positioned yourself behind him on your knees. You softly brushed his red locks away from his neck, so they wouldn’t get drenched in aloe. You popped the cap of the bottle open and squeezed some of the moisture into your hand, then gently brought it to his back. 

You jumped as Riddle, too, jumped and let out a yelp. “Cold!” 

“Sorry, sorry!” You hoped he didn’t hear the laugh you stifled from his reaction. “I should have warned you.” You slowly began to rub the aloe over his red back. “Does it feel nice, though?” 

As you spread the mixture upwards to his neck, Riddle let out a sigh. “Y-Yes, thank you.” 

“Mhm,” you hummed as you continued to work. 

Just as you covered half his back in the translucent liquid, Riddle grumbled something to himself. It was obvious he hadn’t meant for you to hear, but you did anyway. “Mother would have my head for this.” His arms crossed over his stomach as he hung his head in shame. “This is why she doesn’t believe I can be independent.” 

Your mom can shove it. 

Riddle’s head reeled around to stare back at you, mouth hung agape in shock, eyes now wide open. Oh no…had you said that out loud. You supposed you had with that kind of reaction. Well, no point to hide it now. You locked eyes with him as you paused your application of the aloe. “I’m serious. If she would yell at you for such a small mistake, call you incompetent, she has a problem. No one is perfect, Riddle; there’s no telling how many mistakes she’s made in the past.” 

“I’ve never seen her make any,” Riddle muttered as he started to shrink into himself at the thought of her. “She seeks perfection in everything she, I…everyone around her does. Where would she make a mistake…?” 

“I can name one.” Riddle lifted his head to meet your eye again. You meant every word that came out of your mouth next. “She makes a mistake every day she doubts, tries to put down, the amazing person you are, Riddle.” 

Riddle simply stared at you for a few moments, expression one of shock. You could see him process your words, as though they were hard to believe. They might be to him…you felt a little pang of anger simmer inside you at the thought of all his mother had done to him, all the doubt she filled him with. Riddle was a wonderful person, despite his flaws and mistakes. Who did she think she was to-?!

“Hahahahaha!” You were startled when Riddle suddenly began to laugh. He now smiled from ear to ear, tears pricking the corners of his eyes as his hand came to cover his mouth. When his eyes opened again, he noticed your puzzled expression. “I’m - I’m sorry,” he said between laughs. “I just…I’ve never heard someone speak of my mother so.” Riddle let out a deep exhale as he began to calm down from his fit. 

“I cannot imagine how mother would be if she heard you say such things.” 

“Honestly, I don’t care,” you said, no hesitation. “If she can’t take the truth, she shouldn’t be such a…” You stopped yourself for how Riddle might feel of you calling his mother a bitch. 

“I admit, I’m…conflicted by the statement.” Riddle scooted over on the bed and turned around so he could face you directly. “A part of me wants to defend her, but the other…it’s a strange feeling.” 

“It’s called rebellion.” You smiled at him as you sat the bottle of aloe on the bedside table. “Taking your life in your own hands. I know you likely hold love for your mother, but…I just want to see you happy, Riddle - free to be you.” 

In that moment, that was the softest look Riddle had ever given you. His smile, the look in those gray orbs, made your heart flutter. “Thank you…I truly mean that. I’m…” He seemed to grow shy again as his eyes flicked down to gaze at the bed. “...I’m happy you see me that way.” 

“I always will, Riddle.” You leaned a little closer to him to try and get him to look you in the eye again. “I love seeing you happy.” 

You weren’t sure why you did it, but you did: you kissed Riddle’s cheek. Riddle froze as your lips came into contact with his now reddened cheek, and you froze shortly after you realized what you’d done. You stared at each other wide eyed, as though searching for what to do, what to say. Riddle was the first to move, shifting in his spot as he straightened his posture and locked his gaze with yours again. I tension seemed to rise between you two, though it wasn’t scary at all. It was soft, warm…very inviting. Before you knew it, Riddle’s lips were inches from yours. 

As your eyelids slipped closed in anticipation, Riddle whispered under his breath. “Rosebud…”

Suddenly, a surprised, almost violent gasp rattled from his throat as he jerked. As you opened your eyes to see what was wrong, you saw Riddle’s body was now rigid, back arched as though trying to get away from something. “What is it?!” you asked, nearly in a panic. 

“S-Something touched my back!” Riddle replied as he turned his head this way and that as he tried to find what brushed him. 

Just then, a near manic giggle sounded from the edge of the bed. As your heads whipped around to look in that direction, you saw there was a new indentation in the bed - as though someone were sitting there. Slowly, a floating head faded into reality, a familiar cheshire grin upon its face. 

“I heard mew got a lil too crispy in the sun,” Che’nya mused. “I came to come cheer mew up with sweets,” he wiggled his eyebrows, “but it seems I interrupted something~” 

“N-Nothing!” Riddle quickly regained his composure after that outburst, although clumsily. “We…we were just talking, Che’nya. [Y/n] was helping me apply the aloe vera to my burns.” 

“Mhmm~” Che’nya’s smile was now a catlike smirk. “Mewr they gonna kiss them better, too?” 

“T-That’s-!” 

Before Riddle could respond fully, the bedroom door opened. “Food’s here!” Cater cheered as he stepped through the doorway, Trey right behind him. Once they beheld the sight before them, they stopped in their tracks. You could almost see question marks floating over their heads. “Uh…we interrupting something?” 

“Mmmaybe~” Che’nya nearly purred in delight at Riddle’s embarrassment. The beastman was now laid out on the bed on his stomach, hands folded under his chin as he continued to grin. He batted his eyelashes for good measure as he said, “Mew’re just in time to see the happy couple kiss~” 

“Che’nya, stop it!” Riddle demanded, face now stark red, a mix of embarrassment and frustration. “We were just-” 

“Dang, that fast?!” Cater laughed as he sat a plate of food on the bedside table beside Riddle. Trey, in turn, sat yours on the table beside you. “See, Riddle?” Cater winked, “I told you you could do it!~” 

“C-Cater, no!” Riddle frantically looked between the two of you as he held his hands in front of him. You saw that he had begun to sweat, too. “W-We were simply talking, that’s all!” 

“Seem pretty defensive about ‘just talking’,” Cater teased with a wiggle of his own eyebrows. You feared Riddle might explode, his face was so red, all the way to his ears. 

Before you could voice your confusion as to what Cater was talking about, Trey intervened. “Alright, guys, leave him alone.” He handed Riddle a small bottle of apple juice, with a familiar label you recognized. “Let him and [Y/n] eat.” Trey sat in a chair across from the bed, a plate of food you hadn’t seen before now in his lap. “I’m hungry, too.” Trey shot Cater look, almost like a warning, “You should eat, Cater.” 

Cater’s sighed as his fingers twist a strand of his hair. He looked defeated. “Yeah, yeah, I’m going.” Cater stepped out of the bedroom for a few seconds, then came back with his own plate. He glanced down at Che’nya as he passed by, “Sorry, we didn’t know you were coming, Che’nya. You want anything off mine?” 

“Nah, I’m good,” the cat replied with a swish of his tail. “I ate before I snuck over.” His head turned to look in your direction, that cheshire grin back in full force. “When will mew know, I wonder?~” 

“Know what?” you asked, your own bottle of apple juice in hand. 

“Che’nya.” You almost shivered at how hard Trey’s voice cut in, like a dad scolding his child. 

Che’nya held up his hands in a mock surrender, though he kept grinning at you and Riddle. It unnerved you a little, but you continued to eat. All the while, even as the five of you began to engage in conversation, you sometimes caught Riddle staring at you - but he would turn away and pretend nothing was amiss every time. What could be wrong…then you remembered you two had almost…

Just as heat began to creep onto your cheeks, there was a loud series of knocks at the front door. “[Y/n]?” Ace yelled out. “You good? Cater told us what happened; you couldn’t have texted us instead of just ditching without a word, y’know!” 

Riddle didn’t seem too thrilled at another three joining your little breakfast party…unfortunately, you weren’t of much help. All you could think about was the way he called you ‘Rosebud.’

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

What if Crewel reader and Chenya are kinda long time freind-nemies? Who they know each other? Their grandfather's are military friends for long time that leads them knowing each other

Frenemies | Yandere Artemiy “Chen’ya” Artemiyevich Pinker x Crewel Daughter Reader

You’re not friends 

You’re not really enemies

But there’s something…that’s most certainly there

Its something about taming him that’s all anyone gathers

As to why your eyes pointedly glare(?) at him 

And he side eyes you

But the moment anyone so much as questions you or him

“I believe we’ve met in the past, that’s all.”

I don’t think if your grandparents did know each other it wouldn’t be deeply 

You come from a noble house 

And even if your grandfather was apart of any war that might’ve went on it wouldn’t be on the same caliber as the middle class

Chen’ya is an interesting fellow

And he thinks your interesting too

Somehow always knowing he’s in the room

Putting an end to his pranks

Stopping his plans to sabotage your other suitors

“Nyeh if you want to tame me so bad, maybe visit RSA once in a while.”

[tswhiisftteedr]

Hey there, I hope your having a nice night or day, I saw that you wrote nsfw and was wondering if I could request something for chenya wit a female s/o who has a hard time gaing any weight, and a very skinny and tend to become insecure due to it.. and chenya "cheers" them up 👀

(I have this problem ☹ and would like to feel a bit better w some indulgence you know 🤷‍♀️)

Sweet-scented pigeon wing ☆ Headcanon + Drabble

☆RSA Student!Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker(Che’nya) x Skinny!Fem!Yuu!Reader :

Feeling insecure and self loathing sucks, but luckily for you, your act beastmen boyfriend Che’nya is here for you. And he’s going to ‘cheer you up to the best of his abilities!’

Warnings: Mature content, Che’nya is aged up to 18+ and NCR is an actually college, fingering, begging, not anything graphic(violence) reader is just insecure. Not proofread.

Note: Hi thanks for requesting, I’m sorry if this wasn’t what you were looking for, I’ve never written comfort for subject like body image, especially people who are ‘skinny’ as I’m more on the chubby side my self. (Working on it girly pops, I’m about to become a slim thick queen and you won’t see it coming, hdhhdjd lol) So if this isn’t to your taste I’m sorry, but I real hope it is!! Also some crack halfway through the smut, I guess it was to make it more cheerful and comforting, though idk if it’s good \:<

Before you two started dating, Che’nya had picked up on the fact that you were insecure in your appearance. Mostly wearing oversized clothes to hide your figure, and how you would panic whenever he hugged you out of nowhere, tensing as he fully embrace you in his warmth.

Back then, he used to think that the issues you had with your physic were temporarily, or mood related. ‘We all have those times we’re we feel low and unsure of oneself, right?’

Well to his somewhat ‘displeasure’ he was wrong. It’s not like he was mad at you for not liking everything about yourself, but more that it made him sad that you didn’t see ‘you’ the way he did.

Sure he understood the fact that being at risk of developing health issues like osteoporosis, higher chances for hypothermia and lower immunity system, just because of your weight, could make you insecure. And he also knew you did your best despite your struggle in weight gain.

The way he sees things, you can’t do much but you’re still already doing your max. So since you’re doing your best already, you shouldn’t worry to much about it.

He doesn’t expect you to change your opinion towards your body from one day to the other, even when you got together, he still saw the hesitation behind your eyes whenever he would compliment your looks.

But he did feel proud of the way your gaze slowly shifted through time, how you would look less ‘untrusting’ of his words after each time he would call you beautiful, cute, lovely, hot, ‘sexy mama~’, etc. The way you would wear clothes that were a bit more your size after each interaction, the way you felt more comfortable when he touch and caress you.

He knew your self doubts were still present, though he also knew that they were less dominant in your mind. As if every time he would hold your hand, hug you, kiss you, make out with you, those thoughts would be push further and further away.

Of course there were the days where those thoughts would resurface, hitting you with a wave of sadness and self loathing. Maybe someone had said something about your looks, maybe you weren’t so sure about you were wearing halfway through the day, or maybe it just one of those off day. The ones where you felt like shit no matter what you did, from the moment you awake, to the one you would fall asleep.

In cases like this, your lovely cat boy of a boyfriend would help by bringing your moral up, in his own very special way~

☆ more under the cut. ☆

You and Che'nya were hanging out in Heartslabyul’s rose maze, he had snuck once more to spend sometime with you. The both of you were laying down on the grass, staring at the clouds. When he turned to sneak a glance at your oh so beautiful face, he noticed a look of somewhat unease and despair on your face, so he decided to do something about it.

He knew what that faced meant, so he scouted closer to you slowly, his movement almost silent due to the soft grass under his body. His hands reached out suddenly, wrapping around your waist gently yet firmly before he lifted both you and himself off the ground effortlessly.

Now with you in his arms, without warning, he carried you towards the magic mirror in the dorm.

You soon found yourself back at your dorm, the ramshackle.

Once inside, he placed you down on the bed, keeping hold of one arm over your head while using his free hand to undo your buttons and zippers without hesitation.

Within moments, he had ripped your clothes apart revealing your naked body in all its glory. The sight of your figure and softness sent waves of desire coursing through him.

"You know, its pretty inconvenient for me not knowing when you’ll be down in a slump." He told you in a cheeky manner, obviously not serious. You can always count on Che’nya to tease in any given situation. “But it’s not all so bad, after all, when your like this I get to play with you.” he murmured against your neck, nipping lightly at your sensitive skin. “Though I would prefer it if it just some random fun, not me having to fuck into you just how perfect you are.” He told you with a rather serious tone, different from his usual one. Thought the softness behind his eyes told you, he wasn’t blaming or reprimanding you. He just wish you could see what he saw when he would gaze at you. But before you could think on that for too long-

"Now, lie back and enjoy yourself." Che’nya spoke out in his usual oh so casual tone.

With that said, he pushed your legs apart wider than they wanted to go and started playing with your ‘sweet-scented pigeon wing’ as he would call it.

Wait- the hell?! “Sweet-scented pigeon wing”, where does that even come from, like what the actual f- oh, right, you remember now.

Sweet-scented pigeon wing from potionology, it’s also known as Clitoria fragrans hence their vaginal shape. What a fucking bastard that he is for calling your coochie that!

Well at least if you had any doubts about sex, your mind was now well off them. But before your mental insulting and name calling of your boyfriend could continue anymore, it was abruptly cut short, by the one you were previously cursing out.

As Che'nya touched your sensitive areas, you could feel a mix of pleasure and shock coursing through your body. His cold hands contrasted with the warmth that was beginning to spread between your legs. He teased you mercilessly, rubbing circles around your clit before dipping his fingers inside of you. Every move sent waves of ecstasy throughout your entire being, making it hard for you to resist him.

In response to his actions, you arched your back involuntarily, moaning softly as he continued to torment you. "Che’nya stop... please..." You begged, but there was no real resistance in your voice. Instead, it sounded more like pleading for more.

"Feeling good, aren't you?" he purred, nibbling on your earlobe playfully. "You know you want this." With that, he pushed two fingers deep inside of you, stretching you wider than ever before. The sudden invasion caused another loud moan to escape your lips, followed by a whimper as he began to thrust them in and out of you rhythmically.

Che'nya chuckled at your moans and whimpers, loving the power he had over you. He increased the pace of his thrusts, going faster and harder until you were on the brink of orgasm. Just when you thought you couldn’t take anymore, he pulled out suddenly, leaving you panting and yearning for more.

"Not yet," he purred teasingly. "I want you begging for it, and obviously you got to explain why you deserve it, also you being attractive must be one of those reasons, ‘Kay!” With that cryptic remark, he stepped back slightly, exposing his erect member to your eager eyes. It was throbbing with anticipation.

You couldn't help but stare at his thick, throbbing dick, your eyes widening in a mixture of fear and desire. "W-What do you want me to say? T-That I... need this?" Your voice cracked slightly as he stepped closer again, pushing his cockhead against your entrance.

"Good girl," he praised, before sliding the head inside of you slowly. "Now tell me why else you deserve it." His pace remained slow, allowing you to adjust to his size while teasing both of them.

You bit your lower lip nervously, trying to gather your thoughts. "I... umm... I guess because... uh... well... it feels so good when you touch me like this... And that I’ve been good ..” You managed to stutter out between pants.

"And?"

"And, I suppose... that I'm somewhat pretty." You reply.

"You 'suppose' that you're 'somewhat pretty'? Hmm, I don't think that's going to cut it. You need to be confident about that sort of thing, especially if you want me to start pounding my dick into you." He tells you, giggling.

You blush bright red, feeling both embarrassed and aroused by his words. "I... I-I mean..." Stuttering again, you gather your courage and look him straight in the eyes. "I'm beautiful, okay? Okay?"

His grin widened as he heard these words leave your lips. "That's more suitable," he praised. He increased his pace little by little, gradually thrusting deeper inside of you. Each powerful stroke sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body, making it difficult for you to maintain composure.

"You smell so damn good," Che'nya groaned, burying his face in your neck and sucking on your tender skin. His hands moved downwards, once more, grabbing your legs firmly and spreading them wider apart, exposing your wet and needy pussy to his hungry gaze. "Yes, you are perfect, there’s no other way to think about it."

You blushed deeply at his words, feeling both embarrassed and aroused. "I... I mean, I—!"

Before you could finish your sentence, he thrust himself fully inside of you without warning, stretching your tight hole to accommodate him completely. A cry of pleasure mixed with pain escaped from your lips as he began to move steadily, claiming you body inch by slow but powerful inch. Each time he pulled out slightly, only to push back in deeper than before, hitting your G-spot just right, sending waves of intense ecstasy coursing through your entire being.

"That's better," he praised between heavy breaths. "You sound so much better when you aren’t worrying about how you look, but instead of how deep I’m fucking you." He said that last part with a snicker.

You moaned in pure ecstasy as he continued to thrust into you, his thick member stretching and filling up every inch of your tight passage. The combination of pleasure and pain was almost too much for you to handle, but somehow, you wanted more.

"Oh god, Che'nya," you cried out, arching your back towards him. "I want... more..." Your words came out breathless and desperate.

He picked up the pace even faster, pounding into you relentlessly. Each powerful thrust caused a loud slapping sound against your sensitive flesh, adding an erotic rhythm to their passionate dance. His hands gripped tightly onto your legs, leaving marks on your skin as evidence of their intensity.

"That's it, baby," he groaned, his voice hoarse with desire. "Take all of me." Owing to his size, each deep penetration felt like hitting a new level of pleasure that left you begging for more.

Feeling his orgasm building up inside of him, Che'nya slowed down slightly, savoring every moan and whimper that escaped from your lips. "I can feel how close you are too," he panted between breaths.

"C-Come with me..." his voice cracked as he spoke those words, urging you to reach climax alongside him.

The feeling intensified beyond anything you could have imagined, pushing you closer to the edge of ecstasy. And then, just when you thought it couldn't get better, another powerful thrust sent waves of pure bliss coursing through your body, sending you over the edge into a mind-numbing orgasm unlike anything you had ever experienced before. Your entire being shook with intense pleasure as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed over you, leaving you completely lost in the moment.

As for Che'nya, he held on tightly, his own release drawing near. With one final, forceful thrust, he let out a primal growl, burying himself deep within you to the hilt. Quickly pulling out, his hot seed spurted forth, painting your stomach and chest with thick, sticky cum. He stayed there for a moment, observing his work. “See, your such a lovely thing.” Was all he said while looking at your fucked out face and and cum cover body.

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