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Naoya stares at the tiny, gurgling baby, and makes a face.
âDonât be like that.â
The young boy makes a âtch,â crossing his arms and looking away. âWhatever, it doesnât look interesting at all.â
âUse âhe,â not âit,â Naoya-kun,â Jinichi says dryly. âAlso, thatâs your nephew.â
âYeah, and?â It still didnât change the fact that this was a small, wriggling little lump of uselessness. Then again, all infants were like that in the beginning, so Naoya wouldnât hold it against him. Eventually, time would tell if this kid ever developed his own strengths and merits like Toji. Naoya is looking forward to it.
⊠But for now, the kid is still mind-numbingly boring. Naoya reaches out a hand and cautiously pokes the kidâs cheek.
He gets a wet bubble in response. Gross.
The lady holding the baby âTojiâs wife, Naoya doesnât remember her nameâ laughs. âTry not to agitate Megumi, please. I only just managed to get him to settle down this morningâ
Naoya blinks, recalling recent memories of a screaming set of twin girls wailing at full volume, and winces. He immediately slinks down, as if that will somehow hide him from the babyâs gaze.
The lady laughs again. Then, with a mischievous light in her eyes, âWant to try holding him?â
Naoya wants to sink into the ground and disappear.
âNo thanks,â he mutters. Babies are boring and delicate, and Naoya doesnât want anything to do with them at all. Heâs only here in the first place because this is Tojiâs son âpossibly Tojiâs heirâ and heâd gotten curious. Clearly, thatâs a mistake on Naoyaâs part, though.
⊠Ugh, he wouldâve been better off waiting until the kid was older before swinging around to take a look. Hopefully, heâd grow up to be interesting, and not weak and gutless like some of the other clansmen whom Naoya found an utter disgrace to even share the same bloodline with.
Then again, not everyone can be like Shiki-sama and Toji. Naoya isnât going to hold it against the kid if he doesnât inherit a cursed technique, but if heâs weak âthen yeah, Naoya is going to hold it against him forever, Tojiâs kid be damned.
#writing#zenith of stars au#zenin clan au#naoya from the zenin au!#very different from his zenith counterpart#canon counterpart too actually
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last few yaoi posts before i lock in for art college <//3
#txt#img#art#digital art#billford#fiddleauthor#ford squared#billfiddleford#billfiddleauthor?#what would their ship name is#whatever it is#gravity falls#bill cipher#i love objectum ford#and you cant tell me that fiddleford wouldnt have a little objectum in him too#yaoi posting#mb if they dont really look like their canon counterparts#as you can see... my style isnt exactly similar to gf....#im actually not that huge on fiddleauthor but i think the more i draw them the more i Get It yk#anyway enjoy lovelies
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omg biblically accurate F!Edd
#WIP#sketchy time#not rlly lmao Im actually sketching Stay AU F!Edd#but sometimes I get paranoid and sketch over a 'biblically accurate' version of the Stay counterparts#Idk as a way for me to not veer off too much from how they're canonically supposed to look like ig? lemao
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I have finally got to the episode of voyager prodigy when janeway and chakotay reunite and I'm so happy for them my god
#apparently some people were mad that their relationship is still ambiguous??#but idk they seem canon to me#also their mirror counterparts fuck nasty#and seem to be earnestly in love too thats sweet#so happy for them#janeway x chakotay#âdumb typo i do actually know what show i'm watchingâ
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As cute as satosugu's anime appearances are so far don't u guys think they kinda... is mischaracterizing them....
#jjk#satosugu#like gojo is canonically Broader and Taller but why does he appear so small in a lot of these screencaps#also doesnt help that they made him look baby-faced while suguru still looks like a grown ass man#also as cute as it is to see satoru smiling and goofy isnt he supposed to be a prick#like i do wonder how the anime would actually portray his unhinged side. its only the opening so far so what do we even know#also shoko got woobified too..... not as much as satoru but like shes much more Babie than her manga counterparts#see like my main gripe w stsg is that it was supposed to be a Switch like the strongest guy whos a prick and uncaring of life meets another#strong guy but with high and mighty morals about life. like suguru was supposed to be what softened satoru while he himself became hard#to the world. if satoru is already so full of whimsy and so goobercore. then that transformation fucks less#but then maybe this is like satorus reminiscing abt the best part of his childhood where he IS goofy and carefree. but in actuality hes a#prick. dunno we will have to see. im more mad about suguru looking like a hag tbh bc this feels like Ohhhh the story of Satorus Loss of his#innocence. but its suguru's disillusionment its HIS loss of innocence satoru has always been a rather murdery mfer
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What the hell bro
#WHY ARE U ACTUALLY ACTING LIKE UR CANON COUNTERPARTS HUH!!!!!!#theyâre literally always hanging out too merula WHAT DO U MEANNNNN#mella speaks
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Was Kaeya and Dilucâs whole Confrontation before or after he left the Knights? Bc if it took place AFTERâŠ
It wouldnât have been fire from Dilucâs Vision that hurt Kaeya, now would it?
#â â ( .ooc. );#//Bc according to the manhwa; Luc left his Vision as his resignation#//And allogenes without their Visons canât use their respective elements#//So then#//It would have been the DELUSIONâs fire that hurt Kae. Not DILUCâs#//Idk; good concept; Iâm pretty sure Kaeâs Vision story contradicts it tho#//But then it WOULD make sense why Luc was so quick to draw his blade and fight him over his truth#//Instead of hearing him out and trusting him; considering how close they were said to have been#//âlike twinsâ they were said to be#//I do like this idea ngl#//WAIT WAIT#//THAT WOULD ALSO EXPLAIN WHY KAE WAS SO QUICK TO BLAME LUC FOR COLLEIâS FIRE CRIMES#//BC HE RECOGNIZED THE DELUSIONâS FIRE#//I donât think he actually SAW Crepus use it#//So either he could be operating on what he read in Lucâs discarded account of the incident#//Or he somehow SAW the flames firsthand to suspect Luc of all people FIRST#//Bc when he threw the accusations; Luc didnât have his Vision back yet; so WHY accuse him of a fire crime otherwise#//Idk maybe Iâm thinking too hard abt nothing lmao#//But itâs still a good plot bunny!#//Prolly also would make sense why Kae still wants to stick around him and not hold a grudge over the Confrontation either#//Bc Luc wouldnât have been in his right mind; having the Delusion on him. the thing could have seriously messed with his emotional state#hc; kaeya#hc; diluc#//Canon between my muses on here; can vary for respective counterparts
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fuck it *dials up the aiw vibes for into*
#luka.txt#console: phantasmagoria#game: im not the one#it was always kinda there bc cali + the whole. go to a strange/crazy world thing.#i mean everyone already has their Assigned Book Character#(not ALL my ocs but yknow. false moon does we've seen the lineup i did)#this wont affect things too much i dont think?? just more of a jumping off point for story beats + character dynamics/interactions#which were already there so its more of solidifying everything#and nobody is a 1x1 parallel to their ''book counterpart'' nor do they reflect my direct feelings of the canon character#minus cali. like i dont ship alice & rabbit but elliott & toby are together yknow?? some r more aligned than others i should say#oh INtO. will you ever have an actual plot. or are you fated to just be ''the vr story'' forever <3#''aiw but they're stuck in a video game'' yeah ok ill vibe with that#whatever its been 7ish years i can do fuck all with it atp its my playground
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SOME DOODLES of a character from a dream i had like all the way back in highschool that was technically based off some OCs me and some middle school friends used to make together EXCEPT in the dream half the characters including this one were slightly off from their canon counterparts, like little design details and stuff, and also the whole dream was some kinda rpg maker ass psychological horror tragedy. iâll call her perdita
#dream journal#i guess?#art#traditional art#watercolour#this character specifically was genderbent from her canon counterpart#the actual oc i made with a friend was a dude#her colour scheme is different from the oc too. she wears a lot of pink but i remember the oc wearing more white and green#even though they were so different i still know in the dream world they were meant to be the same character tho#my subconcious made a god damn AU of my own ocs......#actually i think ive had that happen before. once i had a dream about my ocs bibi and lia and for some reason there was like#a dog. who was like bibi. but bibi was also bibi. it was like some kind of parallel storytelling shit#like whatever happened with the dogs plotline mirrored whatever was happening with bibis plotline in the dream#you know im like. not at all interested in dream analysis. i wont be mean about it i know it means a lot to a lot of people#but it means nothing to me LOL i only write my dream journals because my dreams are comically cohesive narratively and i like#having free tv in my brain when i sleep#but man. what would the parallel narrative dog symbolize HJJFLKSDJKFLDS
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If I have a nickel for every five nights satire fangame where I hc'd the main character with npd + a trans man, the main character martyr'd himself and was unable to have a happy ending with his friends, and my comfort character was the merchant that the main character (and everyone else) hates that I hc'd as aroace and lowkey an eldritch abomination then I would have 2 nickels
#Grave's Digs#One of them is obvious. I'm not mentioning the other one yall have to guess that#I'm a little insane n autistic did you know that#IRONICALLY I don't think Matt and [REDACTED] would get along I think they'd hate each other#Jack + Nick (not actually his name but it's 2 differentiate him from his canon counterpart) may also too. Tbh.#Posts that cater to ME!!!!!
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Awhile ago @ouidamforeman made this post:
This shot through my brain like a chain of firecrackers, so, without derailing the original post, I have some THOUGHTS to add about why this concept is not only hilarious (because it is), but also...
It. It kind of fucks. Severely.
And in a delightfully Pratchett-y way, I'd dare to suggest.
I'll explain:
As inferred above, both Crowley AND Aziraphale have canonical Biblical counterparts. Not by name, no, but by function.
Crowley, of course, is the serpent of Eden.
(note on the serpent of Eden: In Genesis 3:1-15, at least, the serpent is not identified as anything other than a serpent, albeit one that can talk. Later, it will be variously interpreted as a traitorous agent of Hell, as a demon, as a guise of Satan himself, etc. In Good Omens --as a slinky ginger who walks funny)
Lesser known, at least so far as I can tell, is the flaming sword. It, too, appears in Genesis 3, in the very last line:
"So he drove out the man; and placed at the east of the garden of Eden Cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep the way of the tree of life." --Genesis 3:24, KJV
Thanks to translation ambiguity, there is some debate concerning the nature of the flaming sword --is it a divine weapon given unto one of the Cherubim (if so, why only one)? Or is it an independent entity, which takes the form of a sword (as other angelic beings take the form of wheels and such)? For our purposes, I don't think the distinction matters. The guard at the gate of Eden, whether an angel wielding the sword or an angel who IS the sword, is Aziraphale.
(note on the flaming sword: in some traditions --Eastern Orthodox, for example-- it is held that upon Christ's death and resurrection, the flaming sword gave up it's post and vanished from Eden for good. By these sensibilities, the removal of the sword signifies the redemption and salvation of man.
...Put a pin in that. We're coming back to it.)
So, we have our pair. The Serpent and the Sword, introduced at the beginning and the end (ha) of the very same chapter of Genesis.
But here's the important bit, the bit that's not immediately obvious, the bit that nonetheless encapsulates one of the central themes, if not THE central theme, of Good Omens:
The Sword was never intended to guard Eden while Adam and Eve were still in it.
Do you understand?
The Sword's function was never to protect them. It doesn't even appear until after they've already fallen. No... it was to usher Adam and Eve from the garden, and then keep them out. It was a threat. It was a punishment.
The flaming sword was given to be used against them.
So. Again. We have our pair. The Serpent and the Sword: the inception and the consequence of original sin, personified. They are the one-two punch that launches mankind from paradise, after Hell lures it to destruction and Heaven condemns it for being destroyed. Which is to say that despite being, supposedly, hereditary enemies on two different sides of a celestial cold war, they are actually unified by one purpose, one pivotal role to play in the Divine Plan: completely fucking humanity over.
That's how it's supposed to go. It is written.
...But, in Good Omens, they're not just the Serpent and the Sword.
They're Crowley and Aziraphale.
(author begins to go insane from emotion under the cut)
In Good Omens, humanity is handed it's salvation (pin!) scarcely half an hour after losing it. Instead of looming over God's empty garden, the sword protects a very sad, very scared and very pregnant girl. And no, not because a blameless martyr suffered and died for the privilege, either.
It was just that she'd had such a bad day. And there were vicious animals out there. And Aziraphale worried she would be cold.
...I need to impress upon you how much this is NOT just a matter of being careless with company property. With this one act of kindness, Aziraphale is undermining the whole entire POINT of the expulsion from Eden. God Herself confronts him about it, and he lies. To God.
And the Serpent--
(Crowley, that is, who wonders what's so bad about knowing the difference between good and evil anyway; who thinks that maybe he did a GOOD thing when he tempted Eve with the apple; who objects that God is over-reacting to a first offense; who knows what it is to fall but not what it is to be comforted after the fact...)
--just goes ahead and falls in love with him about it.
As for Crowley --I barely need to explain him, right? People have been making the 'didn't the serpent actually do us a solid?' argument for centuries. But if I'm going to quote one of them, it may as well be the one Neil Gaiman wrote ficlet about:
"If the account given in Genesis is really true, ought we not, after all, to thank this serpent? He was the first schoolmaster, the first advocate of learning, the first enemy of ignorance, the first to whisper in human ears the sacred word liberty, the creator of ambition, the author of modesty, of inquiry, of doubt, of investigation, of progress and of civilization." --Robert G. Ingersoll
The first to ask questions.
Even beyond flattering literary interpretation, we know that Crowley is, so often, discreetly running damage control on the machinations of Heaven and Hell. When he can get away with it. Occasionally, when he can't (1827).
And Aziraphale loves him for it, too. Loves him back.
And so this romance plays out over millennia, where they fall in love with each other but also the world, because of each other and because of the world. But it begins in Eden. Where, instead of acting as the first Earthly example of Divine/Diabolical collusion and callousness--
(other examples --the flood; the bet with Satan; the back channels; the exchange of Holy Water and Hellfire; and on and on...)
--they refuse. Without even necessarily knowing they're doing it, they just refuse. Refuse to trivialize human life, and refuse to hate each other.
To write a story about the Serpent and the Sword falling in love is to write a story about transgression.
Not just in the sense that they are a demon and an angel, and it's ~forbidden. That's part of it, yeah, but the greater part of it is that they are THIS demon and angel, in particular. From The Real Bible's Book of Genesis, in the chapter where man falls.
It's the sort of thing you write and laugh. And then you look at it. And you think. And then you frown, and you sit up a little straighter. And you think.
And then you keep writing.
And what emerges hits you like a goddamn truck.
(...A lot of Pratchett reads that way. I believe Gaiman when he says Pratchett would have been happy with the romance, by the way. I really really do).
It's a story about transgression, about love as transgression. They break the rules by loving each other, by loving creation, and by rejecting the hatred and hypocrisy that would have triangulated them as a unified blow against humanity, before humanity had even really got started. And yeah, hell, it's a queer romance too, just to really drive the point home (oh, that!!! THAT!!!)
...I could spend a long time wildly gesturing at this and never be satisfied. Instead of watching me do that (I'll spare you), please look at this gif:
I love this shot so much.
Look at Eve and Crowley moving, at the same time in the same direction, towards their respective wielders of the flaming sword. Adam reaches out and takes her hand; Aziraphale reaches out and covers him with a wing.
You know what a shot like that establishes? Likeness. Commonality. Kinship.
"Our side" was never just Crowley and Aziraphale. Crowley says as much at the end of season 1 ("--all of us against all of them."). From the beginning, "our side" was Crowley, Aziraphale, and every single human being. Lately that's around 8 billion, but once upon a time it was just two other people. Another couple. The primeval mother and father.
But Adam and Eve die, eventually. Humanity grows without them. It's Crowley and Aziraphale who remain, and who protect it. Who...oversee it's upbringing.
Godfathers. Sort of.
#good omens#ineffable husbands#aziracrow#good omens 2#crowley#aziraphale#good omens meta#I have no idea if I've made a coherent point here but I'm tired of this being in my drafts; RAW FEELINGS IT IS#it's about being sent to destroy and instead staying to love and protect and nurture I'M CRAZY I'M CRAZY RAAAAAAAGGHHHH#gnu terry pratchett
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I don't know what I'm doing with this fic's story anymore at this point, I'm just doing feck all but somehow it's also so fun to just... make it a lil wacky.
#aria rants#im still writing that mhyk fic. its like... getting so long i didnt intend this to get so long and im still not done but like#im also having so much fun with it like-- i cranked up my fuck it we ball meter with this and now i cannot be stopped#i dont even know if im doing these characters justice and ohgod i hope i am actually cuz this is nearing 5k words and its not#even done yet like im in a bit of a pickle here but also its kinda fun to just let loose a bit with the funny-ness of the story#cuz like this fic's story is set in modern times. the 3 characters in it are students with 1 that im partially projecting some#of my own oc's (alec's) traits too cuz i dont know much bout this character other than he likes art. is likeable. war changed him#to be quite jaded but frankly understandable cuz its war but also cuz he lost an arm during that war and that yikes for an artist#basically all i know bout this guy is that all he ever wanted was peace and harmony between wizards and humans and to fulfill#his dream of being a painter (which sadly comes only second cuz hes a prince and was crowned king) so now in my fic#since all the characters are younger than their canon counterparts cuz modern au and school setting. i just made him energetic#as can be. still an artist. hes roommates with another character. wants the other character which is the other half of the pairing im#supposed to write for to be his muse but its like... a shenanigan thing tryna get to that while he also has a gay panic#anyway im writing for alefau where i projected some of alec's traits (im so sorry and for shame on me) on a character whos name is#also alec cuz my brain is built the way that it is but also cuz i barely know anything bout the guy my own son was my best bet at helping#me write this fic and i dont even know what happening anymore its like the characters got a mind of its own now and im just#narrating and typing all that theyre doing and ive been stuck writing this fic for hours now its 3 am
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I sort of binge-listened to The Creeping Man (both parts.)
I finally got down to listening to Sherlock&co.
1.) I really like this new take on he Holmes adaptation. It's different and intersting. Sounds fresh.
2.) Their voices are distinct, but personality wise, Sherlock is quite similar to BBC Sherlock's Sherlock. But not John.
3.) John is so hilariously awkward and I get so much second hand embarrassment listening to him. đ€ But I quite like this new way of characterising him. He is authoritative when he truly needs to be. But the rest of the time, the intro and outro of his podcast are record so pathetically lmfao. Love this John Watson.
4.) Mariana from Hudson's instead of just Mrs Hudson? I thought her character was going to be based on Mary Morstan from ACD canon (because of her name), but not really. She's a completely different character altogether. And Sherlock keeps calling her Mrs Hudson and she keeps correcting him saying it's Mariana from Hudson's. XD I can't say much on her character because I'm just on The Illustrious Client right now but she sounds likeable.
5.) I love how they chose this story (The Illustrious Client) as their first one in the series of podcasts. I really liked that one in ACD canon too. The plot was quite intriguing and I like this idea a lot.
6.) John always calls him Sherlock but Sherlock calls him Watson sometimes. Many a time, actually. What's that about?
I'll probably make more posts as I keep listening to more. That's all for now.
@a-victorian-girl , @jamielovesjam
#awesome#I don't really remember what happens in its ACD canon counterpart#but whatever these people are doing is awesome#John you're so awkward it's so embarrassing but I love you anyway#And I of course love Sherlock too#And Mariana#I love them all#brilliant how they further their plot based on available clues and the listener does get enough opportunity to predict what's gonna happen#solve the case for themselves before the big reveal that is#that's how it should be#and the twist was so brilliant and well thought out towards the end of the second part#even though the beginning of the first part of the case sounded a bit dumb#they got there eventually like they always do#and the cliffhanger was lovely#can't wait for the next Tuesday#amazing#John pretending to be a lecturer was hilarious#so were Mariana and Sherlock's reactions later on lmfao#lovely podcast#I almost forgot about the scene where Sherlock says âyou're flashingâ#that was the highlight! đ€#it was actually about John's mic
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do you think you could write about a white rabbit reader like how did with wild cat? as in the white rabbit from alice in wonderlandâ whoâs more of a polite anxious mess trying to follow the queens strict rules but is kind of bad at it. possibly shy or on the quieter side like a rabbit beastman would probably be, considering most of the beastmens personalities align with their animal counterparts behavior. and for some reason most of the beastmen we see, or even the merpeople, are all predator animals so i would love to see their interactions with a prey animal. for the first time ever, leona would actually be scientifically correct in calling the reader an herbivore. they would also be the only beastman whoâs not sorted into savanaclaw i imagine. in canonical alice in wonderland, or at least a majority of its interpretations, the white rabbit is considered a neutral, somewhat villain leaning character. he works for the queen but heâs never outright evil, if anything heâs kind of a coward as he is initially terrified of alice. so i can see reader being mostly benevolent and a little bit of a scaredy cat whoâs still relatively friendly. thank you
White Rabbit! Reader x Everyone
Thank you for the request <3 I hope you like it
Character: All NRC + Staff + Rollo, Neige
Riddle Rosehearts:
Youâre always on edge around Riddle, frantically trying to follow the Queen's rules and his. But you trip over your own feet so often that Riddle ends up scolding you almost every day.
"Rule 76: No running in the halls!" Riddle huffs as you scramble past him, dropping a handful of papers as you trip over your own shoes.
You fumble around, trying to gather the papers while stammering an apology, eyes wide and twitching like a startled rabbit. âS-sorry! I didnât mean toâoh no! Rule 17: Never drop important documents...â
Riddle looks ready to blow up, but when you shoot him those big, panicked eyes, he exhales sharply through his nose, the lecture stuck in his throat. "Just⊠get it together!" he mutters, turning on his heel, clearly flustered. âHow am I supposed to enforce rules when you look like you're going to faint every time I open my mouth?!â
In the back of your mind, you wonder if heâd be so strict if he knew you were working for the "Queen." But you don't have the nerve to tell him that, so you just nod and awkwardly salute.
Trey Clover:
You never quite relax around Trey, even though he's the calmest person in Heartslabyul. Every time youâre near him, youâre just waiting for the moment when heâll ask you to do something scary, like taste one of his experimental dishes orâworseâeat cake in front of Riddle. The idea makes your ears droop.
"Hey, you okay?" Trey asks when he notices you standing stiffly by the kitchen door. Heâs got flour on his apron and a knife in hand, chopping fruit with easy precision.
You jump at the sound of his voice and nearly knock over a stack of plates. "I-Iâm fine!" you squeak, standing even straighter like youâre in the Queenâs court.
Trey chuckles softly. "You know, Iâm not going to bite. Unless Iâm making rabbit stew." He winks.
Your eyes widen in horror, ears trembling. "R-rabbit stew?!"
He laughs, holding up his hands. "I'm kidding! Kidding!" Trey seems to find your reactions endlessly amusing, always leaning in with a gentle smile. "But if you need help relaxing, just say the word. Maybe we can make some tea. No pressure."
But all you hear is "pressure," and you feel like you're about to combust.
Cater Diamond:
Cater thinks you're the cutest thing on two legs, especially when you're in a flustered state. Which, unfortunately for you, is almost all the time.
âYo, lilâ bunny!â Cater calls out as he sidles up to you in the hall, phone in hand. Youâre mid-panic about how youâre going to explain to Riddle why your shoes are untied, your tie is crooked, and you accidentally skipped breakfast because you were too nervous to eat.
You freeze, giving Cater a look like a deer in headlightsâor rather, a rabbit in a snare. âD-donât call me that,â you mumble, ears twitching furiously. âR-Riddle might hearâŠâ
Cater just grins, pulling out his phone to snap a quick selfie of your panicked expression. âYouâve gotta chill! Itâs like, the 5th time today youâve looked like you're on trial.â
You flinch. On trial?! Thatâs even worse! âI-I canât relax! W-what if I break a rule?!â
Cater just pats your head, ruffling your hair. "Well, I think you're doing just fine! Plus, it makes for great content. Smile, #bunnyfails!"
You want to disappear into the ground. But Cater just keeps snapping pics and laughing.
Ace Trappola:
Ace treats you like an adorable walking ball of stress thatâs just begging to be messed with. And who is Ace if not a professional button-pusher?
"Hey! Rabbit!" Ace shouts across the Heartslabyul gardens one day, and you nearly jump out of your skin, spilling tea all over yourself.
âE-Excuse me?!â you sputter, face burning as you frantically blot at the stain on your uniform.
Ace saunters over with a grin on his face. "Oh, sorry. Did I startle you? Youâre just so jumpyâlike, literally! Itâs hilarious!"
"I-Iâm not jumpy!" you insist, but your trembling hands betray you as you fumble with your napkin, accidentally knocking the sugar bowl off the table.
Ace bursts out laughing, nearly doubling over. "Dude, youâre killing me! I swear, every time Iâm around, itâs like watching a sitcom! *This* is quality entertainment!"
You huff, glaring at him, ears drooping. "Iâm not entertainment."
Ace just gives you a thumbs-up. "Sure you are. And the best part is, you do it all for free!"
Deuce Spade:
Deuce wants to help. He really does. But every time he sees you looking like youâre two seconds from a meltdown, he panics even harder than you do.
"W-whoa! Are you okay?!" Deuce exclaims when he finds you frantically digging through your bag, trying to find the Queenâs latest decreeâor was it Riddleâs study notes? You can't remember because youâre too stressed.
"I-I lost the thing! You know, the thing!" you gasp out, waving your arms wildly.
Deuce pales. "Oh no, thatâs bad! I-I can help! What thing?!â
"I DONâT KNOW!" you cry, at the peak of panic now.
Deuce stares at you for a second, eyes wide. Then he also starts scrambling around. "Okay, okay! We can find it! Stay calm! Wellânot calm, but calmer!"
You both end up running in circles until Trey finds you and asks, deadpan, âWhat exactly are you two looking for?â
The silence that follows is deafening.
âUmâŠâ Deuce rubs the back of his head sheepishly. âI... kind of forgot.â
Leona Kingscholar:
Leona knows exactly how to push your buttonsâand he does so with as little effort as possible. For someone so calm and lazy, he seems to get a real kick out of watching you squirm.
âOi, herbivore,â Leona drawls from his usual spot under the shade of a tree. You freeze, clutching your bag tighter as you glance nervously in his direction. âWhy are you sneaking around like a prey animal? Oh, waitâyou are one.â
You flinch and stammer, âI-Iâm not sneaking, Iâm just, um... minding my own business?â
Leona smirks, lazily cracking open one eye to look at you. âIf you âmind your businessâ any harder, youâre gonna trip over your own feet.â
You gulp, taking a step back, but heâs not done with you. âMaybe if you tried relaxing for once, you wouldnât be so jittery.â
âI-I canât help it!â you squeak, nearly tripping as you scuttle away, ears twitching furiously. âI have to follow the rules!â
Leona watches you run off, chuckling lowly to himself. âRules, huh? Just donât drop dead from the stress, or Iâll have to carry your sorry hide out of here.â
You spend the next week worrying that heâs going to jump out of nowhere and pounce on youâbut of course, thatâs way too much effort for Leona.
Ruggie Bucchi:
Ruggie sees you as someone whoâs just begging to be teased, and he has no qualms about taking full advantage of your easily flustered nature.
One day, while youâre doing your best to stay out of trouble, Ruggie sneaks up behind you, flashing that mischievous grin of his. âHey there, Bunny! Need some help with that?â
You yelp and nearly leap out of your skin, sending your stack of papers flying in every direction. âR-Ruggie! You startled me!â
Ruggie snickers as he helps you gather up the papers. âAw, câmon, I didnât mean to. Youâre just too easy, yâknow? Makes me wanna mess with you a little.â
You pout, ears drooping. âW-well, itâs not very nice...â
He shrugs, still grinning. âWhat can I say? Itâs in my nature. But I guess Iâll help you out, just this once.â He leans in closer and lowers his voice, adding, âDonât expect it for free, though.â
Your face goes pale. âWh-what do you want?â
Ruggie chuckles. âRelax, Iâm just teasing! For now, anyway.â He winks before sauntering off, leaving you clutching your papers and wondering if every beastman in Savanaclaw has it out for you.
Jack Howl:
Jack feels a sense of duty to protect you. Even though he thinks youâre a little too skittish for your own good, he respects how hard you try to follow the rulesâeven when you trip over them.
âHey, wait up,â Jack calls after you one day as youâre hurrying across campus. You turn to see him jogging over, looking concerned.
âO-oh! Jack! I-I didnât do anything wrong, did I?â you ask nervously, already panicking that you might have broken some rule.
Jack frowns, crossing his arms. âYou didnât do anything wrong. Why do you always assume you did?â
You blink up at him, ears twitching. âI-Iâm just worried Iâll mess up...â
Jack sighs, shaking his head. âYouâre too hard on yourself. Look, if anyone tries to mess with you, Iâll step in. No oneâs gonna hurt you while Iâm around.â
Your eyes widen. âR-really? Youâd do that?â
Jack nods firmly. âOf course. Youâve got a good heart, even if youâre a bit jumpy. Someoneâs gotta look out for you.â
You smile up at him, feeling a little more reassured. But before you can thank him, you trip over your own feet and fall forwardâright into Jackâs arms.
He catches you easily, looking down at you with a raised brow. âYouâre really something, you know that?â
You blush furiously, scrambling to right yourself. âS-sorry! I-I didnât mean to...â
Jack just chuckles softly. âDonât worry. Iâve got your back, Bunny.â
Azul Ashengrotto:
Azul sees your anxiety as an untapped market. Heâs confident he could help soothe your nervesâwith a little contract, of course.
One day, while youâre quietly minding your own business in the Mostro Lounge, Azul slips into the seat across from you with his signature grin. âAh, my dear friend. You seem rather... tense.â
You freeze in place, blinking rapidly. âO-oh! N-no, Iâm just... trying to follow the rules.â
Azulâs eyes gleam behind his glasses. âWhy donât I offer you a deal? I can help alleviate some of that stress of yours. All it would take is a small favor in return...â
Your ears twitch nervously. âU-um... I-Iâm not sure...â
Azul leans closer, lowering his voice to a silky whisper. âImagine itâno more anxiety, no more worries about breaking the rules. All youâd have to do is sign here...â
You nearly pass out from the pressure, eyes darting around the lounge as if looking for an escape. âI-I think Iâm fine! Really! Thank you!â
Azul chuckles darkly as you bolt from the lounge. He watches you go with a sigh. âAh, such potential... But I suppose itâs not every day I encounter a rabbit so determined to resist.â
Jade Leech:
Jade finds your anxious behavior endlessly fascinating. Heâs not one to outright teaseâhe prefers subtletyâbut he enjoys watching you squirm in his presence.
One afternoon, youâre frantically trying to fix a mistake in your homework when Jade appears behind you without a sound. âOh my, is everything alright?â
You yelp, almost knocking over your ink bottle. âJ-Jade! You startled me!â
Jade smiles pleasantly, though you can see a mischievous glint in his eyes. âI apologize. I simply couldnât help but notice how... flustered you seemed.â
You try to calm your racing heart. âI-Iâm just trying to finish this assignment...â
Jade leans over your shoulder, examining your work. âAh, I see. Perhaps I could offer some assistance? Though I must admit, it is rather... amusing to watch you at times.â
You flush, ears twitching in embarrassment. âA-amusing?â
Jade chuckles softly, standing upright again. âIndeed. Youâre quite endearing in your own way.â
Youâre not sure if thatâs a compliment or not, but you nod meekly. âT-thank you... I think?â
Floyd Leech:
Floyd loves messing with you. Itâs as simple as that. Your reactions are priceless, and he never misses an opportunity to make you jump out of your skin.
âBunnyyyyy!â Floyd calls out, voice echoing through the hall as he chases after you. You speed up, desperately trying to get away, but Floyd is faster, his long legs catching up in no time.
He grabs you by the shoulders and spins you around with a grin. âGotcha!â
You practically shriek. âF-Floyd! I-I wasnâtââ
Floyd cackles, bending down to look you in the eyes. âYouâre always so jumpy, Bunny. Itâs fun chasing you! Makes me wanna squeeze you even more.â
You tremble under his intense gaze, feeling like a mouse caught by a cat. âP-please donât squeeze too hard...â
Floyd laughs again and ruffles your hair. âNo promises! But youâre too funny to squish all at once. Guess Iâll just have to keep playing with you!â
You manage a weak smile, trying not to collapse from sheer anxiety. âG-great...â
Kalim Al-Asim:
Kalim is oblivious to your constant anxiety and thinks youâre just really shy. He goes out of his way to befriend you, always offering kind words and gifts to make you feel welcome.
One day, Kalim approaches you with a beaming smile, holding out a brightly wrapped gift. âHey, I got this for you!â
Your ears twitch in surprise. âF-for me? Why?â
Kalim laughs cheerfully. âWhy not? Youâre my friend! And you always look so nervous, I thought this might cheer you up!â
You blink down at the gift, overwhelmed by his kindness. âI-I donât know what to say...â
Kalim grins wider. âNo need to say anything! Just know that if you ever feel anxious, Iâm here for you, okay?â
His sunny demeanor is so contagious that you canât help but smile back. âTh-thank you, Kalim. That means a lot...â
Kalim claps you on the back with a laugh, nearly knocking you off your feet. âNo worries! Weâre friends, after all!â
Jamil Viper:
Jamil is mildly exasperated by your anxious nature. He already has his hands full with Kalim, so dealing with you on top of that feels like another babysitting job. Still, he does his best to help you out when Kalim inevitably ropes you into their social circle.
One day, youâre standing awkwardly at the edge of a party, trying to blend into the wallpaper when Jamil approaches you with a sigh. âYou look like youâd rather be anywhere else.â
You glance at him nervously. âI-I donât want to cause any trouble...â
Jamil pinches the bridge of his nose. âYouâre not causing trouble. Just... relax a little, okay? You donât have to be so anxious all the time.â
You look up at him with wide eyes. âI-I donât know how...â
Jamil sighs again, crossing his arms. âWell, just... follow Kalimâs lead, I guess. He doesnât worry about anything.â
You look over at Kalim, whoâs dancing on a table and laughing without a care in the world. âEasier said than done...â
Jamil gives you a tired look. âTell me about it.â
Vil Schoenheit:
Vil is very much like the Queen you serveâstrict, elegant, and entirely intimidating. Which means every time youâre around him, you end up feeling like youâre going to pass out from sheer anxiety.
âWhy are you slouching like that?â Vil snaps, noticing you trying to fade into the background during a Pomefiore meeting. He points a perfectly manicured finger at you, expression sharp. âPosture is important, darling.â
You immediately stand straighter, ears trembling slightly. âI-Iâm sorry, Vil! I didnât mean toâ"
âHmm,â Vil tilts his head, examining you with a critical eye. âI swear, being around you is like trying to train an anxious little bunny. How am I supposed to shape you into anything presentable if youâre always two seconds away from fainting?â
âI-I promise to do better!â you stammer, sweating bullets.
Vil sighs dramatically, pinching the bridge of his nose. âJust⊠try not to look like prey when youâre in front of an audience, alright? We canât have Pomefioreâs image ruined because someone mistook you for their lunch.â
You nod furiously, completely unsure how youâre supposed to accomplish that but determined to try.
Rook Hunt:
Rook finds you utterly fascinating, like a rare creature heâs determined to observe in its natural habitat. Which is to say, heâs always popping up out of nowhere and scaring the living daylights out of you.
âMon lapin!â Rook exclaims from behind you, and you jump about three feet in the air, ears standing straight up.
âR-Rook! Please donât do that!â you gasp, clutching your chest as you try to calm your racing heart.
Rook just smiles at you, his eyes glinting with amusement. âAh, but I cannot help it! The way you reactâso pure, so genuine, like a rabbit hearing a twig snap in the forest! Itâs magnifique!â
You gulp, ears slowly drooping back down. âI-I donât think being compared to prey is exactly a complimentâŠâ
âBut of course it is!â Rook insists, stepping closer and giving you a dazzling grin. âYou are a creature of instinct, always alert, always prepared to flee! There is beauty in that, mon ami. And I, as your loyal huntsman, will ensure no harm befalls you.â
You smile nervously, unsure if thatâs comforting or even scarier. âT-thatâs⊠good to know?â
Rookâs eyes sparkle, as if heâs just found his next great challenge. âAh, but one day, I hope to see you without fear, to see the calm, serene smile of a rabbit at rest. What a glorious sight that would be!â
You have no idea how to respond to that, so you just nod, deciding itâs better not to question Rookâs eccentricity.
Epel Felmier:
Epel thinks youâre kind of cool, actually. Youâre nervous all the time, yeah, but youâre also from a strict background and work under pressure constantly. He respects that. Which means heâs decided that youâre his unofficial partner in surviving Vilâs tyranny.
âHey, câmon, you donât need to be that scared of Vil,â Epel says one day, nudging your side as the two of you scrub cauldrons in the alchemy lab. âSure, heâs scary, but if you just stand up to him once, heâll back off⊠probably.â
You glance at Epel, eyes wide. âS-stand up to Vil?! Are you crazy?! I canât do that! Heâll turn me into a newt orâo-or make me into some kind of fashionable accessory!â
Epel chuckles, shaking his head. âNah, he ainât that bad. You just gotta show him youâve got guts. Or at least, like, fake it.â
You swallow hard, ears drooping. âF-faking it sounds risky⊠What if he notices?â
Epel grins, giving you a thumbs-up. âThen we run. Fast. Like the prey animals we are.â
You blink at him, half-horrified, half-impressed. âYou⊠consider yourself a prey animal?â
Epel shrugs. âSometimes, yeah. I mean, what else am I gonna do against Vil? Might as well embrace it. Besides, youâre good at dodginâ people, right? We can make it work.â
You stare at him, processing his words, then sigh in resignation. âI guess weâre in this together thenâŠâ
Epel pats your shoulder with a grin. âThatâs the spirit! Weâre gonna make it through this, bunny style.â
You still have no idea what âbunny styleâ entails, but youâre willing to trust Epelâs wild plansâfor now.
Idia Shroud:
Idia has never related to anyone more in his life. You anxiety is like looking into a jittery, trembling mirror, and for once, Idia is the calm oneârelatively speaking.
âW-wait, you have to deliver a message to the Queen?!â Idia whispers, his hair sparking nervously. âThatâs like, a total nightmare scenario.â
You nod rapidly, wringing your hands. âY-yes, but Iâm already late, and if I donât get there soon, itâs off with my head!â
Idia shivers. âNo way. Iâd rather stay in my room for a thousand years.â He pauses, then adds, âBut, um, if you donât wanna go, maybe⊠I dunno⊠we could⊠not go together?â
You blink at him, your ears twitching at the idea of hiding away instead. âR-really? We can do that?â
He gives you an awkward thumbs-up, his face flushed. âYeah⊠like, whatâs the worst that could happen? Besides decapitation⊠but itâs not like anyone would expect me to be brave, right?â
You both glance at Ortho, whoâs floating nearby and giving you the biggest, most judgmental sigh he can muster.
âYou two need more courage,â Ortho says, shaking his head. âBut Iâll help. Letâs make a plan!â
And just like that, your anxiety spirals back into full-on panic.
Ortho Shroud:
Ortho thinks youâre adorable, but he also realizes that youâre a magnet for trouble. So, naturally, he has to make sure youâre safe at all times.
âGood morning!â Ortho beams, floating beside you as you fumble with your basket of letters. âWhere are you off to today?â
You twitch slightly, looking over your shoulder. âOh, um, just delivering some messages⊠Itâs a bit urgentâŠâ
Ortho smiles, activating his sensors. âNo problem! Iâll track your location and help with navigation!â
You blink, unsure if you should be relieved or more nervous. âT-track my location?â
Ortho nods cheerfully, a holographic map popping up. âYup! We canât have you getting lost in the rose maze again. Remember last time? You were stuck for hours!â
Your ears droop, embarrassed. âI-itâs not my fault everything looks the sameâŠâ
âNot to worry!â Ortho reassures. âIâll make sure youâre in and out in no time! Plus, if you faint from fear, I can carry you.â
The thought of Ortho hauling you over his shoulder while Riddle scolds you is somehow even scarier than getting lost.
Malleus Draconia:
Malleus has never met someone so jittery around himâand thatâs saying something. He finds it⊠oddly endearing.
âGood evening, Child of Man,(Hare(?))â Malleus greets, his deep voice echoing through the hallway.
You jump about a foot in the air, your ears standing straight up. âL-Lord Malleus! I-I didnât see you there!â
Malleus tilts his head, clearly confused. âI was standing right in the middle of the hall.â
You gulp, trying not to show your terror. âS-sorry! I just, um, wasnât expectingâumâdragons are very quiet, apparently!â
Malleus raises an eyebrow, then smiles, showing just a hint of fang. âI assure you, I have no intention of frightening you.â
You nod rapidly, ears still trembling. âO-of course, Your Highness! I mean, whoâs scared? Not me! Totally fine! Super relaxed!â
Malleus chuckles, and the sound is somehow both amused and terrifying. âYou truly are quite⊠peculiar.â
You have no idea if thatâs a compliment or an insult, but you nod like itâs the greatest praise in the world. âT-thank you, Lord Malleus.â
Lilia Vanrouge:
Lilia finds you endlessly amusing. He likes to see just how much he can tease you before you pass out from fright.
âHello, little rabbit,â Lilia says, appearing out of *nowhere* like he always does.
You squeak, nearly dropping your stack of paperwork. âA-ah! L-Lilia! P-please donât sneak up on me like that!â
He grins, fangs peeking out. âOh, but itâs so much fun. You jump every time, like a startled bunny.â
You frown, puffing your cheeks out indignantly, but it only makes you look cuter. âI-I canât help it! Iâm just⊠easily startled.â
Lilia nods sagely, pretending to consider your words. âPerhaps I should warn you next time? Though that might take away all the funâŠâ
You gulp, trying to decide if heâs joking or not. âP-please doâŠâ
He laughs, patting your head affectionately. âI make no promises, little one. Just stay on your toes!â
Silver:
Silver finds your constant panic a little concerning, but mostly, it makes him tired just watching you.
You find Silver leaning against a tree, dozing off like usual. âUm, Silver? A-arenât you supposed to be training?â
Silver blinks awake, giving you a sleepy smile. âOh, hello. Training? Right, yes, I was. I⊠took a short rest.â
You fidget, eyes darting around nervously. âW-well, um, I donât want to interrupt⊠but could you help me? I think I lost the Queenâs letter again.â
Silver nods slowly, rubbing his eyes. âOf course. But first, you need to breathe. Youâre more jittery than the dormouse.â
You force a shaky breath in, nodding. âR-right. Breathe. I can do that.â
Silver gives you a thumbs-up. âGood. Just stay calm. Weâll find it together.â
And then he promptly falls asleep again.
You stare at him, exasperated. âS-Silver?!â
Sebek Zigvolt:
Sebek is flabbergasted by your lack of composure. It drives him nutsâbut also, he thinks youâre kind of adorable, like a helpless bunny.
âYOU!â Sebek bellows, making you flinch so hard you almost trip over yourself. âHOW CAN YOU BE THIS INCOMPETENT?!â
You cringe, clutching your ears. âI-Iâm sorry! Iâm trying my best, I swear!â
Sebek huffs, crossing his arms. âYOUR BEST IS BARELY ADEQUATE! YOU MUST STRIVE FOR PERFECTION, LIKE LORD MALLEUS!â
You gulp, nodding frantically. âR-right! Iâll⊠Iâll try harder!â
Sebek looks at your terrified face and sighs, his tone softening just a bit. âFINE, FINE. JUST DONâT MESS UP AGAIN. HERE.â
He hands you the paper you dropped, his ears turning slightly pink. âAND STOP LOOKING SO SCARED. ITâS⊠DISTRACTING.â
You blink at him, surprised. âD-distracting?â
âYES!â he shouts, clearly flustered. âNOW GO! LORD MALLEUS EXPECTS PERFECTION!â
You scurry away, leaving Sebek to mutter to himself, face flushed. âSuch a weak little rabbitâŠâ
Rollo Flamme:
Rollo tries so hard not to be charmed by you, really. He doesnât like distractions, and youâre the most distracting bunny heâs ever met.
âAre you lost again?â Rollo asks with a sigh, watching as you nervously peek around a corner.
You jump, ears twitching. âO-oh, Rollo! I was just, um⊠trying to find the courtyardâŠâ
Rollo pinches the bridge of his nose. âYouâve passed it three times already.â
You fumble with your hands, embarrassment turning your face pink. âI-I was just⊠making sure it was the right oneâŠâ
Rollo looks at your big, earnest eyes and sighs again, softer this time. âYouâre hopeless,â he mutters. Then, reluctantly, he reaches for your hand, leading you back the way you came. âCome on. I canât leave you wandering around all day.â
You follow behind him, ears drooping. âS-sorryâŠâ
Rollo shakes his head, not even looking back. âJust try not to get lost again.â
You canât help but smile a little. âI-Iâll try.â
Neige LeBlanche:
Neige thinks youâre the cutest thing ever. Heâs the kind of person who immediately wants to be friends with you, especially because you look so nervous all the time.
âHello!â Neige waves, beaming at you from across the way.
You blink, startled. âO-oh, um⊠hello, NeigeâŠâ
Neige practically skips over to you, his smile never faltering. âAre you okay? You look a little lost.â
You nod rapidly, trying not to be intimidated by his energy. âY-yes, Iâm fine! Just a little⊠umâŠâ
âAw, donât worry!â Neige says, giving you an encouraging pat on the back. âYouâve got this! I believe in you!â
You stare at him, completely baffled. âYou⊠you do?â
Neige nods earnestly. âOf course! And if you need any help, just let me know, okay? Iâll be your bunny buddy!â
Your ears twitch at the nickname, and you manage a shaky smile. âO-okay⊠Thank you, Neige.â
Dire Crowley:
Crowley finds your constant worrying both exhausting and oddly entertaining. Heâs never seen anyone so concerned about breaking every single rule.
âAh, You!â Crowley calls out, catching you just as youâre about to dash off with a stack of paperwork. âDo you have the reports I asked for?â
You freeze, turning to him with wide eyes. âR-reports? Oh no, IâI thought I delivered those to Professor Trein!â
Crowley sighs dramatically, putting a hand to his forehead. âOf course, of course. Why must I be surrounded by such incompetent students?â
You fidget, looking down at your feet. âI-Iâm sorry, Headmaster⊠Iâll go get them right awayââ
Crowley waves a hand dismissively. âNo, no, I suppose it can wait. You do look like youâre about to pass out from all the running.â
Your ears droop, and you mumble, âI-Iâm not⊠Iâm just⊠very busyâŠâ
He chuckles, shaking his head. âWell, do try not to collapse before lunch, wonât you? I canât have students fainting in my halls.â
You nod, scurrying away. Crowley watches you go, muttering to himself, âHonestly, there's no one more magnanimous than meâŠâ
Divus Crewel:
Crewel is exasperated by your anxious behavior. He wants you to be confident, but instead, youâre always shaking in your boots.
â[Name], if you canât handle a simple potion assignment, how do you expect to survive in this world?â Crewel says, his tone sharp as he points at your cauldron.
You gulp, ears twitching. âI-Iâm sorry, Professor⊠I just, um, thought I might have put too much wormrootâŠâ
Crewel raises an eyebrow. âToo much? Or not enough? Make up your mind, pup.â
Your eyes widen, and you flinch. âR-right! I-I mean, um, not enoughâno, waitâŠâ
Crewel sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. âThis is hopeless.â Then, with a softer tone, he adds, âFocus. You can do this, but not if you keep second-guessing every move.â
You take a deep breath, nodding. âY-yes, Professor.â
Crewel watches as you go back to your work, and though he doesnât say it, thereâs a hint of a smile on his face. âPerhaps thereâs hope for you yet.â
Mozus Trein:
Trein is generally strict, but even he canât bring himself to be too harsh with you. Your anxious nature reminds him of some of his more timid students in the past.
âYouâre late to class again,â Trein says, giving you a stern look.
You flinch, clutching your bag close. âI-Iâm so sorry, Professor⊠I got lost in the halls againâŠâ
Trein sighs, shaking his head. âYouâve been here long enough to know the way, havenât you?â
You nod, ears drooping. âY-yes, sir⊠I just⊠itâs the Queenâs court day, and I was trying to avoid⊠umâŠâ
Trein raises an eyebrow, his expression softening slightly. âAvoid the Queenâs wrath, hm?â He nods, as if understanding completely. âWell, see that it doesnât happen again. And try to relax. You wonât learn anything if youâre always in a state of panic.â
You bow deeply, almost knocking over your desk in the process. âY-yes, Professor Trein! Thank you!â
Trein sighs as you scurry to your seat, muttering to himself, âPoor child⊠so much anxietyâŠâ
Ashton Vargas:
Vargas canât help but laugh at your feeble attempts at physical activity. Youâre about as coordinated as a baby deerâand just as panicked.
âAlright, everyone! Time for a run around the track!â Vargas shouts, blowing his whistle.
You gulp, your ears already drooping at the thought of running. âU-um, Professor Vargas, Iâm not sure Iâm⊠physically⊠capableâŠâ
Vargas claps you on the back, nearly sending you sprawling. âNonsense! Every beastmanâs got it in them! Even you, little bunny!â
You try to protest, but heâs already started the timer. You stumble forward, your legs shaky, and you can hear Vargas laughing from behind.
âLook at that! The rabbit is really running for their life!â Vargas calls out, and the whole class turns to watch you struggle around the track.
You feel your face burn, but you keep running, heart pounding. Itâs either run or face Vargasâs motivational speeches again, and honestly, youâre not sure which is worse.
Sam:
Sam loves seeing you in his shop, mostly because youâre so jumpy itâs easy to sneak up on youâunintentionally, of course. He finds your reactions amusing.
âHello, hello!â Sam calls out as you walk into his shop, and you jump about a foot in the air.
âAhâM-Mister Sam! I-I didnât see you there!â you stammer, clutching your chest like your heart might leap out.
Sam laughs, leaning over the counter. âYouâre always so jittery, little bunny. Relax! Iâve got just the thing to calm those nervesâŠâ He pulls out a small vial of something labeled âRelaxation Remedy.â
You eye the bottle suspiciously. âUm⊠t-thatâs not⊠gonna put me to sleep, is it?â
He chuckles, shaking his head. âNot unless you drink the whole bottle, friend.â He winks. âIâm just lookinâ out for ya, yâknow?â
You nod, still unsure but grateful. âT-thank you⊠Iâll, um⊠take one, I guessâŠâ
Sam smiles, putting the vial in a bag for you. âNo problem, little imp. Come back if you need more!â
You nod, scurrying out of the shop. Sam watches you leave, shaking his head with a grin. âThat oneâs gonna give themselves a heart attack one dayâŠâ
Grim:
Grim likes to think heâs the bravest in the group, but even he can see youâre worse off than him in the bravery department. He likes to boss you around, mostly to feel better about himself.
âOi, bunny!â Grim shouts, jumping onto your desk. âYou got my homework done yet?â
You squeak, nearly toppling out of your chair. âY-your homework?! Grim, IâI canât keep doing your work for youâŠâ
Grim pouts, waving a paw at you. âOh, come on! Youâre already nervous all the timeâwhatâs a little extra stress, huh?â
You huff, fidgeting with your pen. âG-Grim, Iâm already at my limit! I-Iâve got the Queenâs orders, and Riddleâs rules, and now you want me toââ
Grim interrupts, hopping closer and giving you a smug grin. âYeah, yeah, I get it, youâre a busy bunny. But you know, if you help me, Iâll⊠uh, protect you from any monsters! Yeah, how about that?â
You blink, considering it. âP-protect me? From monsters?â
Grim nods, puffing out his chest. âYup! Iâm the Great Grim, after all! Iâm basically a professional monster hunter.â
You stare at him, unsure, your ears slowly drooping. âI-I guess⊠that would be helpfulâŠâ
Grim smirks, satisfied. âSee? I knew youâd come around!â He jumps off your desk, tail flicking with glee. âAlright, Iâll be back later to pick up my homework. Make sure itâs perfect, okay?â
You sigh, watching him strut away. âH-how did I even get myself into thisâŠ?â
Grim doesnât hear you, already daydreaming about what snack heâll demand from you next. âItâs good to be the boss,â he mutters, chuckling to himself.
You slump in your seat, wondering if there would ever come a day when youâre not running around doing everyoneâs bidding. But then again, you think, maybe thatâs just the fate of a White RabbitâŠ
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Dogday!! Trying to figure out a way to send a Y/N in there to help him.
Rambles under the cut.
(I drew my sona in these cuz self-indulgent, but if I ever write anything it'll be a reader insert with little to no canon design.)
Design notes: Took some elements from his game model as well as his cartoon design. I think when we see him, he is emaciated and/or stretched out, the way CatNap is said to be able to stretch. Don't know if that's an ability all Smiling Critters have though. For now I'm saying it is SOMEWHAT but CatNap is the better at it by MILES. In any case, that's why he's not quite as lanky as he is in game, and is also a bit shorter.
I also he can be bipedal or quadrupedal, much like CatNap seems to be able to switch back and forth. A bit more animalistic than his cartoon counterpart, but part of that is just him not wanting to tower over the children and employees all the time, so drops down to all fours quite a bit.
The fur texture on his ears in the game cave him a floofy cocker spaniel look so I went with that instead of the less floofy ears he has in the cartoon and his original plushie.
The white pupils being absent when we see him I believe is a sign of how weak he is. When healthy, all the Bigger Bodies Smiling Critters have them, much like CatNap does.
Trying to actually keep his huge open-mouth smile at all times, unlike with my FNAF stuff where I give them more of an ability to emote. That said trying to get him to look angry or sad was a challenge. Sad I think worked okay but the one where I meant him to look angry he looks more cocky or smirky than mad. Tender moments are a bit harder too, as keeping that huge grin with more tender eyes results in him looking either drunk or horney or just like he's not taking the moment very seriously, haha.
And the story? Not sure yet, bouncing around a few ideas, though I don't think I'll have the reader and the player be the same person. Reader might be someone who came up in PlayCare alongside Dogday. Perhaps they knew each other as kids when Dogday was still human. Haven't decided how much of this Dogday remembers or at what point the reader realizes Dogday is their old friend who got "adopted".
Reader grows up the Playcare and is given a job once they're an adult. (Something something starting the brainwashing and normalization of bullshit early to make employees who are more willing to look the other way?)
Dogday somehow kept them hidden during the Hour of Joy and the reader's been living in the caves ever since. (The caves open up so much possibility for people being hidden in the factory. Much easier to say there's an unknown offshoot of a natural cave system than an unknown part of the factory.)
How are they staying fed? Uhhhh...cave mushrooms? Trips to the surface? Moss? Stale vending machine candy? I don't know yet.
Not sure how to pull a happy ending out of this horror but I'm trying. Maybe the reader convinces Dogday to leave after Ch 3 because he'd be too weak to help anyway or something? And uh...I'm just gonna pretend since he's kinda a plushie he can be sewn back together even though I'm PRETTY SURE canonically the inclusion of blood and guts makes that...not a thing.
Just remember guys...all winds blow away...eventually.
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Yan!Mafia Batfamily x reader
Part 1:Introduction and Duke
TW: Mentions of murder, mention of harassment
After Bruceâs parents died, Bruce began having the same mindset Red Hood/Jason had in canon; You canât eradicate crime, but you can control it.
He soon built a persona of the bat, a mafia boss that everyone knew and feared/loved. This is a less moral Batman, who doesnât personally kill, but has nothing against murder if itâs just.(Justice remains a part of his mission.)
This leads to a slightly more complicated bat family, with each of them playing a vital role as their counterparts, and Robin being the term used for shadowing the big bat, and learning the ropes. (If you want me to expand on that part, let me know$
No one knows the Wayneâs are the Batfam, but they all know they are vaguely connected, with many suspecting a relationship between Bruce and The Bat or The Bat being an illegitimate child of Thomas Wayne(though neither theory is voiced in earshot of the Wayneâs. Connected to the Bat or not, the Wayne family is still terrifying.)
Most people are pretty scared of the Waynes and the Bats like, fearing them and avoiding them ïżŒïżŒ
You, on the other hand, could give less of a shit about them.
You are an orphan with good grades and even better computer skills. So while everyone believed you lived with your parents who traveled, and that you were 17 to your actual age of 13, you got away with living on your own and working a part time job. Working as a waitress wasnât terrible, though you occasionally had to deal with Karens and harassment.
However, after a terrible night at work where a Karen poured her drink over you and a drunk idiot slapped your ass, you had run out of willingness to deal with bullshit. So, when a trust fund brat tried to make you move from your seat in the library, you refused, glaring at the blurry person standing next to you, ignoring the gasps from the students around you.
You expected him to yell at you, or let his companion, who was glaring hard at you, deal with you. Instead, he spoke briefly with his friend in a language you didnât recognize. After a minute or so, they both sat down and quietly studied with you
Duke was charmed by your behavior. It has been a long time since anyone outside of the family had said no to him. The look of anger in your eyes was belied by pure exhaustion. He knew you had no clue who he was, and you were too tired to care.
You were interesting. So Duke didnât let Damian yell at you or (attempt to) intimidate you.(while Damien was very intimidating when he had to be, Duke had a feeling you would not care in the slightest.)
So Duke convinced Damian to sit with him while he observed you studying, instead of discussing Bat business like they had planned. He had known of you, and Duke remembered you being in a few of his classes, but this stunt caught his interest too much to let you go.
You werenât sure why, but apparently the Wayne kid (or Duke as he insisted you call him) seemed charmed by you basically telling him to fuck off. He started partnering with you in classes when he would normally work alone. He started eating his lunches with you in the library or in the auditorium, even having his brother join you on occasion.
You slowly got used to his presence, and even became begrudgingly fond of him and his little brother, even though his brother tended to stare at you more often than not. You hadnât had very many friends for a long time, so maybe this was gonna be a good thing.
A big thing with Duke Thomas was that while he may seem calm, he is one of the most calculating of the Yanderes. He will always appear to be on your side, but unable to help you. He will become one of your closest confidence trusted friend , all without you realizing how much of a manipulative and possessive Yandere he is. He just knows that letting you have more of an illusion of power will help in the long run of making you like him.
So for now heâll be content, letting you slowly come to him, similar to a feral cat. Youâll adore him soon enough. Come to think of it, you might make an excellent addition to the family.~ïżŒïżŒ
Edit: Life has been hitting me like a semi truck. I wonât go into too much detail, but I just ended a long-term relationship, had one of my grandparents die, and the other have a stroke. Thereâs a bunch of other stuff I also could mention, but I donât wanna talk about it. Updates will be very sporadic for a long time I think. Iâm sorry and I really hope you guys understand. Got enough motivation today to finally finish the first part of the Mafia au. Donât know when Iâll be updating any of the other ones. I really hope you like this.
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