#che’nya wanders

[your-local-grinning-cat]

‘Twas brillig and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe…

You have entered the Tulgey Wood, the home of Che’nya. When the curious cat beastman is not attending classes at RSA or out bothering visiting his friends at NRC, Che’nya will usually be found here, wandering his Wood.

Make sure you keep a good grip on your mind - you wouldn’t want to lose it now! - because things are a little different around here…

If you’re curiouser and curiouser - please be sure to read the directions to be directed in the right direction… but not necessarily directly!

Know that you ignore the rules of the Tulgey Wood at your own peril! 😼⤵️

Before you go any further, you should know Che’nya is not alone in his Wood. He has kidnapped convinced his best friend, AR, to live with him! Where Che’nya goes, AR goes. AR is as much a part of the Tulgey Wood and the world of Twisted Wonderland as Che’nya himself is, so do not be surprised when AR and Che’nya interact!

AR is both a character and the roleplayer. How can AR be the roleplayer for Che’nya if they’re also a character? Well, that certainly is an interesting question, isn’t it? I suppose you’ll have to read further to find out. You were warned that things are different around here…

While all of Wonderland is Mad, there are rules here. The Queen of Hearts has made sure of it! Very loudly! And even someone as chaotic as Che’nya listens to the Queen most of the time. But these are AR’s rules and everyone is expected to follow them, even Che’nya!

Rules of the Tulgey Wood

1️⃣ There is an actual person behind this account. Remember that and be kind and respectful. If you break the rules you will either be ignored, told the rule/s you broke and directed to it/them, or outright blocked.

9️⃣ Be a decent human being to everyone - not just the person behind this blog. Racism, homophobia, misogyny, transphobia, etc. are not tolerated here. MAPs and pro-shippers are also unwelcome. If I ever do/say/reblog anything offensive myself, feel free to tell me and I will correct it! I am human and make mistakes.

3️⃣ The admin running this blog is an adult in their mid twenties. Please keep this in mind. For your safety and my own, if you are a minor, I ask that you only interact with me through asks so that I can answer them publicly. That way the entire interaction is in full view of others.

8️⃣ I do not rp in DMs. If I contact you via Tumblr DM or you contact me in DMs, I will be talking to you OOC.

4️⃣ Everything will be answered at my own discretion and time frame. Not only do I have a life outside of this blog, but I often end up putting a lot of effort into just one reply, making my response time a little slow. Because of this, I can easily get overwhelmed with notifications and burnout, so I sometimes need to step away and take breaks. Please be patient, and thank you for understanding!

2️⃣ While this blog is fairly NSFW, as I allow cursing, some smaller horror-esqe descriptions, and can speak of darker topics, one thing that I do not allow is sexual content. While Che’nya is very tactile and highly physically affectionate, the furthest he will go is kissing, nuzzling, cuddling, etc. He may also do some cat things such as scenting, kneading, kitten licks, nipping, etc., but that is as far as I am comfortable with.

6️⃣ This is a multiship blog. Which means that while Che’nya can date multiple people, those relationships will not intersect with each other, belonging in their own pocket realities. Che’nya, being self aware, is unique in that he is aware of all his partners in every reality and is honest with every partner about the situation. So, to him, it’s more like he’s in a polyamorous polycule. But, for the purpose of the blog itself, because his partners will ever interact as fellow S/Os, this blog is multiship.

5️⃣ Other rp blogs and OCs are absolutely welcome! However, if it’s your character’s first time talking to Che’nya, especially an OC, I ask that you either give a brief explanation as to who they are at the bottom of the ask you send or provide a link to an intro post that I can read so I know who I’m talking to and Che’nya can act accordingly. I am not going to hunt down information about your character if you are wanting to interact with me. It would be different if I was reaching out to you. A summary can be as simple or as long as you like. Here’s an example of a short one provided by @castaway-achlys:

“Character is a mild-mannered and typically quiet boy. Despite his past, he's incredibly intelligent and curious about the world, and always has kindness in store for others. He is 18 and in the Ignihyde dorm.”

7️⃣ Much longer rule because it comes with a little added explanation on Che’nya! But it is just as important!

Please refrain from god modding. Che’nya is my character. I do not appreciate it when you try to force him to act like you want him to, you assume he will react/act in a certain way, or you try to force your headcanons onto the character I am roleplaying. This is not the canon Che’nya, nor is this your version of Che’nya. This is my version of Che’nya.

If you do not know what god modding is, here is a link! And before you click on it, know the tone is /lh

Bouncing off of “no god modding,” people may try to complain that my Che’nya is OP because I let him metagame and seem to let him powerplay. (I will not provide links to these terms - if you don’t know them I think the link previously provided will have been enough to tell you what to do to fix that 😂) While I can’t argue with the metagaming, as Che’nya is self aware, I can argue with powerplay.

Che’nya is not all powerful… unless he is in his Tulgey Woods, where he is the Ultimate Game Master and controls everything. But that does not mean he doesn’t have weaknesses, even there. And once OUT of the Wood, Che’nya is NOT all powerful. He is still strong, but he is no longer the Ultimate Game Master. The key would be managing to catch the cat. Which would be incredibly difficult, but it could be done. This is why Che’nya does not often leave the Tulgey Wood. He is well aware of his vulnerability.

Then there is the fact that, even if he is very powerful, enough to even warp reality at times… he has also managed to get his head stuck in a teapot, summoned marshmallows and skewers to roast them but complained he had no chocolate or graham crackers so he couldn’t make s’mores, and has run face-first into walls more than once.

He may be Powerful, but he is also Mad and Silly and that can make him Stupid at times. It would be no fun if he was truly all powerful all the time.

🔟 This blog is run entirely on mobile with only a few exceptions. So please forgive any weird formatting.

Tags are important on this blog! Not only does Che’nya often speak in them (AR sometimes joins in, even when they were not present in the main post), but there are also good sorting tags to check out if you’re interested!

Tagging System

Sorting Tags - Che’nya

#che’nya meows - when Che’nya makes an original post speaking whatever nonsense comes to him

#che’nya chats - when Che’nya replies to asks sent to him… and yes, that is a play on “chat” being French for “cat,” but no, it’s not for you Rook lovers it’s a REFERENCE TO THE BOOK LET ME LIVE MY LIFE 😭

#che’nya wanders - when Che’nya leaves the Tulgey Wood to go visit other blogs and send his own asks, usually to stir up mischief

#che’nya appears - when Che’nya suddenly pops up on a post, often without warning or invatation

#che’nya grins - when Che’nya finds something purrticularly fun, funny, and/or fabulous 😸

#che’nya lore drop - my Che’nya is not the Che’nya from canon… since we don’t know much about him, I have made him my own

So, that being said…

#che’nya the [REDACTED] - when Che’nya does or says something, in the main post or the tags, that reminds us that he is more than just a silly kitty beastman… he is the Cheshire Cat

#che’nya knows no 4th wall - when Che’nya breaks the 4th wall because he is 100% self aware and does not care about architecture

Sorting Tags - AR

#ar speaks - when AR makes an original post IN CHARACTER (sometimes included even if AR only speaks in the tags)

#ar answers - when AR replies to asks IN CHARACTER (sometimes included even if AR only speaks in the tags)

#ar asks - when AR sends an ask to a blog IN CHARACTER (sometimes included even if AR only speaks in the tags)

#ar comments - when AR comments on posts they were not originally involved in IN CHARACTER (sometimes included even if AR only speaks in the tags)

#ar _____s ooc - when AR makes an original post, replies to asks, sends asks, or comments on posts OUT OF CHARACTER, explaining something that is happening to the blog admin irl

Speaking Tags - All

If only ONE person is speaking in/making a post, whether it’s Che’nya or AR, assume the person “talking” in the tags is them, even with no name identifier. However, if both are speaking, they will identify themselves.

#che’nya: Che’nya is speaking in this tag

#ar: AR is speaking in this tag - in character

#ooc: if you see this tag, I am talking as the admin and out of character, but this is not on a post I have made specifically to speak OOC

Event Tags

Whenever there is a fun situation that lasts a while happening on the blog, there will be a tag specific to the event! It will be formatted like this…

#che’nya event: [event]

Some people have been given their own unique tag. Here’s a list of those who have earned their own kind of cat bell from me that I tend to ring the most often! (let me know if you want to be untagged) There are some other people who have bells, but I don’t tag them as often.

Cat Bell Buddies 🔔

@1930sdarlin: #darlin megs 💖

@blind0raven

Foxy: #boxy foxy birdy friend

Kibby: #👑🦊

@castaway-achlys

Castor: #⭐️🔭😸

Pollux: #💫🔭😸

@disgruntled-prince: #🦁💜😸

I will make a post with more information about Che’nya specifically later to link here, but for now… I think they deserve to finally have a place of honor on Che’nya’s blog!

Relationships 😻

Nightlight - Che’nya and his Star, Castor

(@castaway-achlys)

✨🌙⭐️✨

Darli’nya - Che’nya and his Darlin, Megs

(@1930sdarlin)

✨💜💖✨

Leo’nya - Che’nya and His Highness, Leona

(@disgruntled-prince)

✨😸🦁✨

AR: Fuck my life this was supposed to be shorter than the last one…

Che’nya: Well… at least it’s more organized? And, to be fair, you did have more things to add on this one than the last one.

AR: *sobbing*

Che’nya: =o_o=

Credit and thanks to @cafekitsune for the dividers!

[cougheemedicine]

Twisted Fairytales; Twisted Wonderland Fantasy!au - Prologue

Will include all main cast x GN!Reader

Summary: A nameless adventurer with an incredible amount of friends in high places. Each more infamous and conniving than the last. The things those friends are willing to do for you is only a glimpse of how a so-called "Nobody" ensnared the most powerful in the continent.

A/n: A little au I'm cooking up. Not entirely sure where this will go so I'm not going to put any warnings/specific content until I get the individual chapters out. If this goes anywhere I'll probably add Neige, Che’nya, Rollo, etc. I already have come ideas cooking up for them. Have fun, dear adventurer~ 〜(￣▽￣〜)

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        Night Raven College. An incredibly prestigious academy, whose history goes so far back in time that only the oldest Fae of the Briar Valley can even begin to fathom the legacy that such a renowned institute holds. Aristocratic families from all over the continent vie to send their children to study the art of magic in its' hallowed halls.

        You had attended such a college, once upon a time, though you are far from noble. You met the esteemed headmaster by chance one day, though you didn't know at the time. You had sold him a newspaper, and he grinned at you from under the beak of his mask and patted you on the head. He flipped a single gold coin into your shaking hands, it was the most money you had ever seen at the time. When you had turned around to thank him, more than ready to drop onto your knees and praise the dirt he walked on, he was gone. Leaving only a lone, ink-black feather in his wake.

        You can only assume he took pity on you. Some unclaimed, nameless child, too old to be taken in by an orphanage but too young to be sent off to the mines. The old crones of the villages you wandered to and from would wax poetic about his benevolence and graciousness (only after they prattled on about his villainously handsome face). You couldn't even read, let alone weave illusions from incantations or summon a beast from a bottle of bubbling liquid.

        But he appeared before you nonetheless, with a flurry of his feathered cape. He offered you his hand, that which dripped in gold, and swept you off to Night Raven College. Over the years he taught you everything you know now. He taught you how to paint and juggle, how to fluently read and speak every language used on the continent, even some more eccentric practices like how to identify cursed objects, how to weave certain sprigs of herbs together to create the most powerful warding charm, even which nerve to pinch to have any assailant drop unconscious instantly.

        While under the roof of Night Raven College, you met creatures from every walk of life. One could say you were popular, even. Everyone wanted to get to know the charge of the infamous headmaster Crowley. You grew close to many, some you would even call your friends. Some others, maybe more. But they led very different lives than you. Friendships fade, it's simply a way of life. Even if waving goodbye to them as they graduated and left you behind stung in a way you don't really wish to name.

        You stayed at the college longer than most. Not taking classes, simply acting as an errand runner for the headmaster as a way to repay him for guiding you to a much better path in life. But even he, past his grandeur and games, could see that you wished to spread your wings farther than the astronomy tower and botanical garden.

        With a final pat on your head, he sent you away to pave your own path. His name and the beautifully detailed dagger on your hip, an ivory crow head for the hilt, as your only weapons. On your own you ventured for more years, gaining wisdom from those you met on the way. You had all but forgotten your old friends from your school days. All until one fateful day.

        Sat on the edge of the cliff, you gazed down at the view below you. The sun was setting, painting the sky in vibrant hues. You were in your own world, leaning back on your arms and kicking your feet over the edge of the cliff. Until a shrill meow drew your attention elsewhere. A scruffy grey cat emerged from the undergrowth. Eyes too blue to be a normal feline blinking up at you. A black and white bow tied neatly around his neck. In his mouth was a letter, the envelope only the most ornate of finery. The crest on the wax stamp was that of a noble house.

        The cat curled up in your lap as you used your dagger to cut the envelop open. The parchment inside just as luxurious as what housed it. You scanned the words on the page, language so flowery and formal it may as well have been another language of it's own, but you got the message.

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Where will you go first, dear adventurer?

Heartslabyul Manor, the home of the ruthlessly strict Count Riddle Rosehearts and his cronies. They say he bows to nobody but the queen himself.

Savanaclaw tavern, the home base of a ragtag group of mercenaries. Rumor has it their roguish leader, Leona, isn't of this land, and that his reputation is far from good where he’s from.

Octavinelle Gambling Den, a house of luxury and debauchery. The head, Master Azul, is said to be incredibly kind and benevolent. For the small price of your darkest secrets.

Scarabia Merchant's Guild, a travelling guild with gold flooding from every crack in their coffers. The ever-so-kind Master Kalim is said to only be the face of the guild. His servant is who really runs things.

Pomefiore palace, the main residence of the illustrious Queen of the region, Vil Schoenheit. His past is stained red, as is the story of how he managed to sit on the throne. But the people adore him, so what is there to see if not perfection?

Ignihyde tower, the hiding spot of the forsaken Lord Idia Shroud. Head chair of the Magic Council. His brilliance is said to be unparalleled, but people talk... and sources say he hid himself from society after committing a sin to magic itself.

Diasomnia castle, skeptics say that centuries ago, the old castle at the northern border was occupied by Fae royalty. Now it seems there's life in those haunted halls once more, for an air of regality hangs heavy in the fog surrounding the grand castle.

        Many a path to choose, and you have all the time in the world. But, even still, do you think it wise to keep them waiting?

        I wish you luck,

Choose wisely, my dear adventurer~

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work belongs to @cougheemedicine, all forms of plagiarism, modifying, translating, reposting are not allowed.

[merakiui]

༺♡༻ 𝓋𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉.

☆ welcome to the lunar love hotel, where bitter/sweet secrets are scattered amidst shimmering stardust! ☆

𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

☆ the lunar love hotel will be open and accepting guests from genshin impact and twisted wonderland throughout days 1-28 of february 2023. once the month of february has ended, the lunar love hotel will no longer be accepting guests.

☆ all guests will be written as +18. all orders will be nsfw (or sfw if specified) and x reader.

☆ for the convenience of our staff, please be patient and polite when checking in. additionally, please be specific with your order details from the menus listed below. if a reader’s gender is not specified, it will be written gender neutral.

☆ you may order two treats from each menu with up to three guests (separate or together). please make all distinctions clear when necessary.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　guest lists 　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

genshin impact - lumine, aether, kaeya alberich, lisa minci, jean gunnhildr, rosaria, diluc ragnvindr, albedo, venti, eula lawrence, mona, beidou, ningguang, keqing, tartaglia, zhongli, ganyu, xiao, yelan, shenhe, kaedehara kazuha, kamisato ayaka, yoimiya, sangonomiya kokomi, thoma, gorou, arataki itto, yae miko, raiden shogun, shikanoin heizou, tighnari, cyno, candace, nilou, dehya, alhaitham, kaveh, kabukimono/scaramouche/wanderer, il dottore, colombina, sandrone, la signora, pantalone, il capitano, arlecchino.

twisted wonderland - riddle rosehearts, ace trappola, deuce spade, cater diamond, trey clover, leona kingscholar, jack howl, ruggie bucchi, azul ashengrotto, jade leech, floyd leech, kalim al-asim, jamil viper, vil schoenheit, epel felmier, rook hunt, idia shroud, malleus draconia, silver, sebek zigvolt, lilia vanrouge, rollo flamm, neige leblanche, che’nya.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　miscellaneous menu 　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

type of writing & dynamic.

☆ assorted macarons - headcanons

☆ layered cake - oneshot (more than 1k words)

☆ flower bouquet - ficlet (under 1k words)

☆ lacy lingerie - established relationship

☆ sparkling champagne - ex-lovers

☆ cherry wine - rivals/enemies

☆ strawberry ice cream - friends with benefits

☆ sweet lollipops - [insert your own dynamic]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　midnight menu　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

yandere/dark content.

☆ red velvet cupcakes - non-con

☆ lemon squares - dub-con

☆ sea salt caramels - drugging

☆ custard donuts - forced pregnancy/baby-trapping

☆ banana pudding - kidnapping

☆ red bean mochi - stalking

☆ chamomile tea - somnophilia

☆ sugar stars - [insert your own kink/scenario or a prompt from the morning menu]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　morning menu 　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

non-yandere/fluffy content.

☆ pineapple parfait - honeymoon

☆ fruit smoothie - confession

☆ apple pancakes - date night

☆ cinnamon rolls - marriage proposal

☆ cream puffs - aftercare

☆ blueberry muffins - love letters from them to you

☆ coffee - meet-cute

☆ candy hearts - [insert your own prompt]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　lunar love hotel masterlist 　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

☆ malleus draconia - flower bouquet, red velvet cupcakes, red bean mochi.

☆ tartaglia, kaedehara kazuha, azul ashengrotto - assorted macarons, sparkling champagne, red velvet cupcakes, red bean mochi.

☆ floyd leech - layered cake, sweet lollipops, candy hearts.

☆ jade leech - flower bouquet, sea salt caramels, sugar stars.

☆ rollo flamme - layered cake, red bean mochi, blueberry muffins.

☆ ruggie bucchi - flower bouquet, strawberry ice cream, cream puffs, fruit smoothie.

☆ rook hunt - flower bouquet, red bean mochi, banana pudding.

☆ vil schoenheit, jade leech, floyd leech - flower bouquet, custard donuts.

☆ malleus draconia & azul ashengrotto - assorted macarons, lacy lingerie, sea salt caramels, lemon squares.

☆ kaedehara kazuha, scaramouche, azul ashengrotto - assorted macarons, sea salt caramels, chamomile tea, sugar stars.

☆ scaramouche - layered cake, sweet lollipops, lemon squares, sea salt caramels.

☆ idia shroud - flower bouquet, lemon squares, sugar stars.

☆ floyd leech - flower bouquet, cherry wine, red velvet cupcakes.

☆ alhaitham - layered cake, red velvet cupcakes.

☆ floyd leech & jade leech - flower bouquet, banana pudding, lemon squares.

☆ jade leech - flower bouquet, red velvet cupcakes, banana pudding.

☆ scaramouche - flower bouquet, strawberry ice cream, lemon squares, custard donuts.

☆ azul ashengrotto - flower bouquet, chamomile tea, lemon squares, fruit smoothie.

☆ floyd leech & jade leech - assorted macarons, lacy lingerie, sea salt caramels, pineapple parfait.

[atsucry]

Beyond The Thorn Vines

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝐈𝐕

Malleus Draconia x gn!reader

Additional info: again, a bit boring cs this is just a yap session but it is the turning point

cw: none

The young naiad was placed in a serene pond, the water rippled as the group submerged them. they limped backwards as they rested on the damp soil as all the other nymphs gathered around the poor child.

"Will they be alright?" one spoke up, concern for the child laced her sentence.

Your mother cried out, "By the name of all that is mighty, they will!" She brought down her hand to caress your features, tracing her thumb down the bridge of your nose.

You sat at the very back row in the stadium, the sound of cheering surrounded you—though your attention was not fully caught on anything. These things have become partly tedium to you that you wonder why you still come. It was nearing the championship round and it has been three hours since then.

Throughout the entire game, your leg bounced uncontrollably—your heel tapping rhythmically against the concrete while everyone else was enjoying the tournament. The blood that has been inside the book yesterday night had yet to change colour—even by a bit. It gave you a nerve wrecking, nail biting feeling. It had you contemplating on if you had gotten yourself stuck in a time loop, perhaps the reason why you felt so bored. But you chose to mark it as something of an impossible manner. Something a little more mundane.

At that moment, you valued logic over all else—it would take a whole day or two for blood to oxidise and turn brown in colour. Yes—that's what it is, of course it is. It hasn't been a full day yet, there's no need to fret.

A whistle sounded out through the entirety of the area and snapped you out of your own bubble. It was just another score.

You uncomfortably shifted in your seat, trying to ease the stiffness in your legs as the stadium lights blared out for the championship round.

You swept your eyes to the left as Che'nya materialised right before you, slipping into the empty seat next to you with his hands behind his neck with one leg swung over the other. His sudden presence was almost a relief, he looked around with an air of curiosity and leaned in to speak.

“You know, this tournament really does bring out the best and the worst in people,” Che’nya said, scanning the field. Expectantly Waiting for an exciting incident to occur. "And I mean…who even bothers watching till the end anyway? It ain't fun anymore when we got a winning streak over the other."

You hummed in agreement, though, you were sure you had more to say, more to add. "Out of our obligation to support our team, I guess."

"YOUR obligation, not mine though."

You sighed as you leaned back, your eyes wandered the field. "You didn’t have to show up at all, then," you said, half-serious. He was almost above it all.

Che’nya shrugged, tipping his head back lazily. "Me? Well, let's see…why do I bother showing up?" He pretended to contemplate, tapping his chin. "Ah, right! Who else in here are you friends with and would mind to care for you…yes, it might only be me!" He said, sticking his thumb out and pointing towards himself. "No offense to you, of course. But you should really start mingling with the crowd. I mean—I know in magical creature years, you're 'bout the same age as me. But my, you're 178! In those years, an average person would've met at least double-digits of people."

"Oh…don't hit me with that. It's just one more year here and I'm good to go. It'd be pointless to start making friends now."

"Oh but i'm being real, It's kind of pathetic—But do what you want!"

"There’s Neige,"

"Neige is everyone's friend. He doesn't count."

You two sat in silence as the players prepared for the final round, the audience gripped the edge of their seats as they waited, leaning over forward to see even more of the field. "You'd think after almost a century of this crap that they'd just stop holding inter-school tournaments," Che'nya added. "But I don't know, it's worth a shot,"

"I suppose so," You slouched forward and placed your elbows on your knees, you couldn't care for any of this, at all.

Che'nya's voice continued to drone on beside you, a mix of playful banter and casual observations. rambling on about whatever kind of absurdity, as he usually does. Recounting the pranks he's pulled off in the past, present, and acts he'll do in the future.

"Aha! And when I saw the new first years at heartslabyul and when they first saw me—along with the cat—They thought of me as a ghost!" He snapped at his sides as he burst into hysterics—you could almost say he had a passion for shaking people up in the head, especially with his real name being that long.

And in a sudden moment, you felt as if a large sword cave itself in your skull, it pierced your brain in half—Your hands flew to clutch the sides of your head as you let out an agonising groan—an agonising scream if you weren't in public. It was happening again. Not only was the pain unbearable, but made you feel bound down—something out of control. A helpless fish caught in a net. That it made a mockery of you—that all your moves were already predetermined. And even if that wasn't the case at all, you still felt trapped in your own body, and that was the opposite of what you wanted as a nature spirit—a water spirit nonetheless.

"So then in the corridor—wh—hey!" your friend looked at you frantically, leaning to meet you at eye level. The highest level of concern was etched on his face. "No…you don't look so good," His eyebrows quirked as his face scrunched up—looking around to see if anyone else had noticed. No one. "Okay! I think we need to go—what's the point in staying to watch anyway? It's boring, boring!"

He bent down to scoop you up, throwing your arm over his shoulders as he pushed past the rows of people. manoeuvring through them all. "Alright—Excuse me! Coming through!" He exclaimed, escorting you out of the stadium as quickly as possible as you carried your own head in your hands, eyes screwed shut as your forehead wrinkled while your face formed a scowl. You learned not to bother coming to these events at all when you reach your 4th year. The entire way out came across as longer than it actually was, like someone had brought you back to the beginning every time. You two hurriedly scampered down the steps, stumbling on the stairs occasionally your way down.

Once you made it past the threshold the gate, the cheering faded out by a bit. Che'nya set you to lean on a wall, catching his own breath. And at once the pricking sensation stopped all together. Just like last time, and it always left you dumbfounded. No, not how many times it has happened—but the reason why it did. Yes, you've accepted that it happens, but you never found the explanation.

You slid down the wall, resting your back against it as you caught your breath. The quiet outside the stadium was a stark contrast to the overwhelming noise inside, and you relished the momentary peace.

You stared off into space, murmuring to yourself. "Why is that…?"

"Hah…What? You're good now?"

"As far as I can tell, I am,"

He let out a relieved sigh, letting his head hang low as he leaned with his hands on his knees. "Well, it's not the greatest idea to stick around, so let's just retreat to your room to figure out what's going on, yea?"

"Yea, that sounds reasonable enough," You pushed yourself off the floor and dusted down your uniform. "Let's head back!"

"Oh, and thanks, by the way!"

"You're in thinking territory, that's dangerous. Don't pop a vein now!" Che'nya cackled as he basically let himself melt and become one with your bed, overseeing you connect the dots in your thumbtack board with your chin tucked between your thumb and index.

"You've been standing there for a good 3 hours,"

"Che'nya, can you please shut up for a second,"

"I'm looking at an empty board!"

"Because you feel the need to input your own thoughts that I don't have space to think of mine! Just hold on and sit still for a minute!" You shooed him away, turning your focus back to your mind map. You're sure there must be an explanation for…whatever nonsense this was. You could link it to the fact that you have chronological gaps in your own memory—

"Have you figured anything out? Little genius?"

"I'm leaving this for tomorrow! I'm leaving this all for tomorrow!" Your outburst surprised Che'nya, maybe he should also leave the teasing for tomorrow as he sat himself back up awkwardly. you dragged your two hands across your face, letting out a frustrated groan. Your eyes drooped and were ready to fully shut.

"No…No, I'll continue. I'll continue with my work. Pass me that stupid book on my desk,"

"The old looking one?"

"There is no other book on my desk…?"

You held out an expectant open hand, waiting for him to hand it over—you felt a sudden heavy weight on it and brought it to your front. The blood still remained a pretty shade of red.

"No…I'll continue this tomorrow,"

“Seriously though,” he said, hopping up onto your bed like it was his own personal couch. “You should really take it easy. Whatever this thing is, it's getting worse.”

You didn't answer, your eyes focused on the floor. “Hey,” he said, his tone shifting. “You're doing that thing again.”

“What thing?”

“That brooding thing where you start spiralling. It’s not a good look on you.” He rolled over onto his back, staring up at the ceiling as if it held the answers to the universe.

You pushed the book aside, finally letting your shoulders drop with exhaustion. The pounding headache had dulled to a light throb, but the fogginess in your mind lingered. Che’nya lay sprawled out on your bed, completely at ease while you were drowning in your thoughts. "Alright," you sighed, rubbing the back of your neck, "I’m done for tonight. Let’s call it."

Che’nya stretched like a cat, extending his arms up to the ceiling with a dramatic yawn. “Well, it’s about time! You always overthink stuff, y’know? Let things breathe a bit."

Rolling your eyes, you stood up and moved toward the door, signaling the end of the conversation. “Yeah, yeah. Anyway, I’m heading to bed. You should probably head back to your dorm.”

Che’nya jumped to his feet, surprisingly spry despite his earlier lounging. “Night, night! Try not to overwork that brain of yours.”

The door clicked shut behind him, and the silence that followed was almost overwhelming. You stood there for a moment, staring at the door, before letting out a slow breath. The room suddenly felt much larger, more empty.

But no, you’d already decided. It could wait until tomorrow. You weren’t going to drive yourself insane over it tonight. The exhaustion settled in, heavy like a blanket.

Your mind, however, didn’t want to fully quiet down. It wasn’t the first time you’d experienced something like this, but it was happening more frequently, and that in itself was troubling.

The ceiling above you was a blank canvas, and you stared at it, wondering why your body had reacted so violently in the stadium. You knew from a young age that you'd been cursed somehow. You didn’t want to admit it, but the idea of a deeper cause gnawed at the back of your mind. It wasn’t just the headaches. It was the fog, the gaps in your memory, the flashes of something you couldn’t quite place.

But before you could spiral too far down that road, you turned onto your side, pulling the covers up over yourself. "Tomorrow," you muttered to yourself. "Deal with it tomorrow."

The fatigue finally began to take hold, pulling you into the welcome embrace of sleep. The last thing you heard before your mind slipped into darkness was the faint echo of the cheering crowd, still celebrating the championship match you barely paid attention to.

Tomorrow would bring more questions, but for tonight, at least, you’d find peace.

In your sleep, you heard a voice call out to you, and an annoying one at that. "Psst, wake up…hey, hey, hey, hey, heyyy—" Che'nya poked at your shoulder, urging you to wake up and stir you from your stupor for some unknown but probably irrational reason.

"Hm…? Huh…?" Your words were muddled and groggy, tossing and turning in your bed—You didn't want to get ready yet—no, not yet. It was too early to be dealing with the world right now. You didn’t even bother to try opening your eyes till a bright light shone down on you.

"Agh—what's wrong with you?!—"

"The headmaster's calling us to the office,"

That sentence alone had you shot up straight into a sitting position, were you still dreaming? No it seems that you're fully awake now, perhaps you heard it wrong. "Hah…Huh? Pardon?"

“We’re considering you two for the exchange program between Royal Sword Academy and Night Raven College,” the headmaster began, his tone measured and formal. “It’s an opportunity for selected students to experience a different academic environment and broaden their perspectives.”

Che’nya nudged you slightly, a playful grin on his face. “Looks like someone’s about to have a big adventure.”

You barely processed his comment, your mind still reeling from the abrupt awakening and the lingering discomfort from the previous day. "...Im sorry?"

The headmaster adjusted his glasses and shuffled through the papers on his desk. “It’s a chance to engage with a new curriculum, participate in unique magical studies, and interact with students from a different institution. It’s designed to be both challenging and enriching. And the main reason being that after almost 100 years of consecutive losses from Night Raven, we decided to send in our own students to possibly get the to learn teamwork and cooperation.”

"Yea, but why us though…?" You took a glance to your friend to the right of you, 'you put me up for this, didn't you?' you tried communicating telepathically with him. Though you were certain it wasn't exactly what you managed to tell him, you knew he understood what you meant. He shrugged and only gave you a knowing smile.

"Well, let's see…" The headmaster shifted in his leather seat, clasping his hands together. "You two rarely participate in any school activities," He listed. "And we heavily encourage our students to get to know each other through school activities and events—yet in your three years here, you two have yet to show that type of enthusiasm."

Ah, so that's what it was. You felt a pang of unease. "I see," you said, trying to mask the irritation in your voice. "But why would you think we'd be a good fit for this program?"

The headmaster's eyes twinkled behind his glasses. “We’ve noticed potential in both of you, even if you haven’t been the most socially active, except for your friend; Che'nya over here. Who does seem to show interest in socializing...Just in his own peculiar way. It’s about pushing boundaries and discovering new strengths. And, considering your unique talents and perspectives, we believe this experience will be beneficial not only for you but for the academy as well.”

"And I expect you both to also participate in the activities and events that Night Raven has to offer, as well as maintaining academic performance—"

Che'nya suddenly butted in. "We'll take you up on the offer, anyways, bye-bye!" He grabbed your wrist, leading you out the office and out into the hallway and closing the large door behind him.

You squinted your eyes at him, agitated and quite frankly, furious. "...Are you serious?!"

Note: guys is it obvious that this was rushed.

btw apologies for any mistakes in my writing😗

[knoxmares]

clutch of a cute neighbor - power bottom che'nya x top male pomefiore reader

MINORS DNI

tags: che'nya exhibiting some yandere behavior, possessiveness, hints of sensory deprivation (receiving), very subtle breeding kink

You really must be distracted today because it isn’t until you’ve completely removed the violet robe of your dorm uniform that you feel a familiar prickling sensation on the back of your neck. No doubt his own excitement has given him away.

“I’m this close to making a deal with the Octavinelle housewarden.” A frustrated sigh leaves your lips as you pinch the bridge of your nose. You really didn’t feel like his antics today, yet you turn to look back at the corner of the room where you know he awaits, the sound of his laughter coming before the appearance of his crooked smile.

“I know you don’t mean that” Che’nya practically purrs. “If you really were so cruel to want to rid yourself of a childhood friend, you could easily create some sort of cursed trap for me. That’s something you Pomefiore students excel at, right?” His devilsh smirk is but a glint as it disappears again along with the rest of him.

“Haven’t you missed me?” you suddenly feel the weight of his head on your shoulder, and you’re met with a pair of floating yellow eyes that peer at you seductively through long lashes. You feel his fingertips trail slowly across your chest.

“It’s impossible to miss you when not even a month has passed since your last visit.” You deadpan. Your feigned disinterest doesn’t faze him, however, the buttons of your black dress shirt seemingly unbuttoning themselves.

“I just worry about you…” Che’nya innocently claims. You intake a sharp breath when he teases your nipple, slightly twisting it in his invisible fingertips. “Even Riddle and Trey strayed and lost their way. How pitiful would be to see my cute neighbor wander unknowingly into the shadows?” You feel the tickle of fur on your cheek as he just barely grazes his teeth across the skin of your neck.

His effect on you is only evident in the way you tightly ball your fists at your sides, desire and annoyance welling up inside you. The word cute echoes in your head, the word floating on the tails of Che’nya’s teasing tone just like it did when you were younger. It was annoying as a little boy to feel like your identity was consumed by such a word, leading you to be a bit bitter when assigned to Pomefiore, but you’d grown past that. It still irked you, however, when he said it.

“You’ve just never been one to share your toys” you scoff, eyes now focused on the seemingly detached hands that walk themselves down your stomach to the hem of your pants. How long had you been his plaything? He had welcomed you with eyes of playful curiosity when you first moved in beside him as a kid, and somehow that was never replaced by boredom. Instead, as you got older, his eyes became dotted with some intense desire that you had yet to satiate.

“Do you blame me for not trusting others with my prized plaything?” His smile reappears in front of your bulge, purple nail gently raking across your length that is now only covered by the thin fabric of your underwear. It twitches at his touch, causing his smile to become impossibly wider. “Even the perfectly manicured hands of Vil Schoenheit could ruin you, you know?”

“Vil is my housewarden.”

“Curious…” Che’nya allows his whole body to come into view, still kneeling before you but face absent of previous mirth. “For someone so busy, he seems to have plenty of time for you.” His face remains impassive as he rids you of your last layer of clothing and takes your length into his hand.

“Spying on me, are you?” your voice comes off breathless as you barely hold back a moan. Che’nya drinks in your reaction, pulling out that repressed moan by licking a stripe up your shaft.

“No need. Not when there’s traces of you in so many of his MagiCam posts.” This time he uses his tongue to tease the base of your balls. When you grip his hair he sucks on one side lewdly. “It’s like you tease me on purpose” he mewls, pout on his face as he presses his cheek to your pelvis. 

“A glimpse of your favorite pencil on the table at the library. Your signature nail polish color adorning his nails. Your shadow lurking in the corner. Even an image of your hand holding a mirror for him.” With every word he strokes you with more fervor. It’s like he can’t stand the idea of you being remotely close to someone. Even as kids, he’d act out if you seemingly drifted closer to Trey or Riddle. You were his cute neighbor. Only his.

“You’re ah-“ he takes you into his mouth. “Being ridiculous.” slurping sounds fill the space of your room as he eagerly bobs his head on your cock. Your hips are spurred forward by the inviting heat of his mouth, tip hitting the back of his throat. He takes you with ease, even managing to slightly quirk his lips up in a grin as he slows his movements, just barely scraping his teeth along your length. You shudder at the sensation, fisting his hair once again. You use it as leverage to force him down on you again, his tongue feeling too good working against the underside of your cock. With pleasure building up fast you pull him off you. He tries to take your tip into his mouth again, but you hold his hair in a tight grip, causing him to chuckle and lick his lips.

“You do make me a bit mad.” He truly does look dazed, heavy lidded eyes consumed with lust. Hand previously used to fondle your balls sneaks further back to ghost over your entrance, tip of his finger just barely entering you as he passes back over it again. He watches you closely to gauge your reaction, but you simply click your tongue.

“Enough with the games Che’nya. I know you already prepared for me” Your words ignite a spark in those yellow eyes that suddenly disappear. In fact, his presence disappears all together, hair no longer held in your grasp. You pump your leaking cock a couple of times glancing around the room as you wait for his reappearance.

“Who appears needy now?” His teasing voice bounces off your walls. “I’m sure Vil has never seen you so uncomposed. He’d probably be appalled that you even allow yourself to show a hint of desperation.” his giggle permeates the air. 

“I like it though.” His words become a whisper in your ear. “I love every part of you” He blows onto your ear, taunting you.

“You’ll give me all of you, won’t you?” He appears now on your bed, fully unclothed, clearly projecting his own desperation onto you as he looks back at you already holding his cheeks apart. His tail flicks in the air in anticipation, hole fluttering around nothing as you approach him.

“Open” he twirls his tongue around the fingers you push between his lips, never breaking eye contact with you even as you push those same fingers into his entrance. Hands now gripping your sheets, he whines for more as he pushes his hips back to meet your small thrusts. He shudders as you curl your fingers to brush against his prostate, but it’s not long until you give him what he really wants. He’s practically salivating as you press your tip into him.

Encouraging you to just fill him up already, you bottom out, eliciting a moan from both your lips. “That’s it” he purrs. “Isn’t it like my hole was made for you, molding around you so purrfectly” You grunt in response, taking the base of his tail in your hand so you can begin thrusting into him. Moans spill from Che’nya’s lips, head thrown back in pleasure. As your thrusts get more passionate, you leave his tail in favor of gripping his hips, your hips sharply snapping into his. You don’t even care that purple bruises will bloom where your fingers dig into him. He’ll likely trace them in delight later, dizzy with happiness that you’ve marked him in some form.

With your movements becoming more sporadic, Che’nya can tell you’re close and predictably switches positions. One instant he’s rocking back to meet your thrusts with his back arched and the next he’s hugging your shoulders, forcing you to hold him up as he continues to bounce on your cock.

“You better give me every drop of your cum” lips brush over your ear, nails digging into your back. With his legs tightly hooked around you, you hold his slim hips tightly against you as you thrust up into him. He gasps into your neck as you fill him with your hot seed, rolling his hips forward for friction as his walls tightly clamp around you. He lets out a soft, gasping whine as he cums untouched, holding you tighter. With both of you gasping for breath, he licks and nips your neck, murmuring the word “mine” into your skin. He knows that you hate when he leaves marks, but he also knows you are more than capable of covering them up.

You suppose you should at least let him have that, since you never allow his kisses to drift to your lips. That would make this more than it is. It was the one part of you that you’d hold out of Che’nya’s reach, hating the way he called you his cute neighbor but unwilling to let him call you something more. In that way, maybe it was more fitting to call him your plaything. No wonder you drove him mad.

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Che'nya: When He's Sick

Che’nya, my baby girl! Of course I had fun writing Che’nya, it’s always a blast when I write something for him. Also the scenario was just too funny to pass up in my head, so here we go. Hope you enjoy this little headcanon list of Che’nya being sick.

Disclaimer: All characters in this series are aged up. For more information about my version of this world and the type of reader you can expect, please do a quick read of THIS post. 

Che’nya: When He’s Sick

When Che’nya gets sick, everyone is going to know. He’s not subtle about it, and he’ll be telling everyone he knows that he’s dying and to prepare for his funeral. He’s dramatic at times, but does find it hilarious when Riddle actually gets concerned thinking that he was being serious about it. Once it’s discovered that he just got a cold from staying out too late in the rain, he gets less concerned, which is no fun for Che’nya. Wanna know who is fun though and will probably take pity on a poor cat? The Ramshackle Prefect…aka you.

You’re gonna wander in from class to find a sick Che’nya on your couch, telling you how unfair life is and how you should take pity on him. In truth, he does look like shit. His shirt is barely hanging on and he has a thin sheen of sweat on him and a flushed face. Not to mention the red nose and tissues scattered around him. Poor boy is dealing with a horrible cold and probably does need someone to take care of him or else he’ll just rot away. He’s not going to mention how he can totally take care of himself.

He doesn’t like medicine, period. Sadly he chose you to go to in his time of need, so he’s having to take some or else he’s getting booted back to his own damn school. He’s going to be muttering about it as he downs the gross liquid and gagging at the taste. Why did they feel the need to make something like NyQuil so vile in the first place? Thankfully the sleepy feeling takes him over soon enough and he’s passed out on the couch so you can begin patting him dry with a towel and placing a chill one on his forehead to help alleviate the fever.

He only wakes up because of his stomach grumbling and notices he’s somehow been transported to one of the spare bedrooms you have. Whether you carried him there or got one of your friends is a mystery, but at least the mattress and blankets are more comfortable than the couch was. He’ll be dragging himself onto wobbly feet to your kitchen to see if he can snag something, only to be greeted by some soup and a note to say to eat it slowly while you’re away at class. Oh you’re just the sweetest, he made the best decision to crash here while he recovered, even if his campus is probably in a panic about where one of their students went.

Once he’s better he’ll be ditching to head back to Royal Sword Academy, but not before leaving you a small note as thanks. Expect him to visit a few times throughout the week to surprise you with thank you gifts. They’ll be the most random things he can find as well, but it sends a very clear message that he’s thankful you took the time to take care of him. Next time though, he’ll make sure to tell someone on campus that he’s going to be gone for the day so they don’t send out a search party. Honestly that in itself was a nightmare to explain when he got back, and of course you had some explaining to do of your own. Mainly because your own little cat made a comment about someone crashing on your couch.

[theroseredreaper]

The Dragon In The Woods

Twisted Wonderland

Summary: The quest from Lord Flamm seemed simple enough. Go the woods and find the wandering dragon. Get the dragon out of the woods, by any means necessary, so that the towns people could use the woods again. Only…despite what he insists, there is no dragon there?

Word Count: 1900 ✯ AO3 Version

Characters: Platonic Malleus Draconia x Gender Neutral Reader

Tags: Gender Neutral Reader, Reader Referred to With ‘You’ Pronouns, brief mentions of Rollo Flamm (he doesn’t actually show up), Platonic x Reader, Not Edited

Go on an adventure, they said. It would be fun, they said! You’ll get paid well, you’ll be the talk of the town! You’ll be treated like a hero for taking on Lord Flamm’s quest!

Now you were lost in the woods in the middle of the night, a boot missing, utterly chilled to the bone. Alone. No friends in sight. With a dragon allegedly on the loose.

Sure, Riddle and Trey had warned you not to wander away from the campsite. Yes, you should have understood the danger of the situation when even Che’nya was being serious about it too. But in your defense, the green fireflies you’d seen in the distance as the sun had begun to set were rather pretty and totally warranted investigating. While the others were conveniently occupied with setting up camp and thus could not supervise you.

At least, that was what you were telling yourself to feel better about the night time chill the exposed toes on your bootless foot. You should’ve taken the socks that Riddle had offered you earlier.

Who knows how long you had been lost? Certainly not you. You were half debating whether to call it a night and find a tree to sleep in or to continue your wandering, when a light in the distance caught your attention. Could it be? Had your aimless meandering actually brought you back to the campsite?

Eager for the warmth of a fire to defrost your poor toes, you hobbled on quickly towards the light. Only…the closer you got, the more obvious it became that what you saw was actually not the light of a campfire at all. The light was actually the glow of a wood stove, just within view of a window in a humble log cabin.

…hadn’t Lord Flamm told your party that no one lived in these woods on account of the wandering dragon?

“Well now, this is a surprise. You are human, are you not?”

A deep, smooth voice called out to you from behind and you whirled around to find what was arguably the tallest man you’d ever met. In the dark of night, the only thing you could really make out were his bright green eyes. Something about how they seemed to almost glow nagged at the back of your mind, but the longer you stared at his eyes, the fuzzier your mind felt.

“What brings you to my home? I was told no one lives in these woods,” he approached you, arms carrying a load of chopped wood, looking down at you with a wary sort of curiosity.

“I’m…lost,” you manage to get out past the fog in your head, the idle thought ‘Yes, Lord Flamm told me the same thing’ sluggishly tugging at you but not fully registering. “Was…separated from my friends…”

“Oh? There are more of you?”

You nodded, breaking out your stupor when he looked away from you to open the door behind you.

“Yes! We’ve come to deal with the dragon roaming around these woods, actually! Did you move here recently or something? You could be in danger!”

The man paused, blinking at you owlishly, before a chuckle escaped him unbidden. He attempted to hold himself back but soon found himself doubling over in laughter, waving away your concern and offense.

“You are most certainly fearless! You need not worry for me, I am in no danger. There are no dragons here any longer.”

From the glow of the wood stove inside you could now make out just the haziest hint of a wry smile on his face. The whole situation was suspicious, quite honestly, but your eyes met his again and you found yourself unable to grasp why you found it alarming to begin with. If anything, you were actually simply irritated, for if he had been the one that dealt with the dragon instead of you and your party, then that meant that Lord Flamm wouldn’t pay the four of you on account of you all not actually doing anything.

“Oh, uh…,”your brows furrowed, trying to gather the thoughts that just kept scattering away from you no matter how hard you tried to concentrate. “I guess I…I guess I can report back to the mayor that the woods are…dragon-free, then…”

He hummed in response, entering into his home, while you felt a headache beginning to form behind your eyes. The woods seemed to stretch endlessly into the night beyond you, the foliage too thick for even a sliver of moonlight to illuminate any paths. The only light around for miles seemed to the be the one coming from this stranger’s wood stove. The thought of wandering back out there…was entirely unappealing.

“Wandering the woods in the dead of night would not be very wise, would it?” he said, catching your attention again. His eyes swept over you appraisingly while you squirmed under his stare. Whatever he was looking for out of you, he must have found, because he then said: “Come in and warm yourself. You may stay until there is enough light for you to find your way home.”

“Huh?”

He simply gestured for you to enter, clearly not going to repeat himself for you. You were fairly sure that you ought to be more wary of him than you are, but his eyes on yours make any thoughts of the possible danger fog away in the back of your mind. You trotted into the warm, inviting cabin before he could change his mind. Once inside, you immediately began to feel warmth seep back into your bones and the haze on your mind start to fade as the man went to feed his logs to the wood stove.

“There are furs on the lounge that you may use,” he said in lieu of a goodnight, walking away to a door just beyond the wood stove. “Rest well.”

With that, he left you alone for the night. And rest well you did: wrapped up in the cozy furs on the lounge that you were pretty sure was just a regular old couch, the glow of the wood stove a gentle night light, you had the best sleep you’d had in weeks.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The first hazy thoughts floating aimlessly in your waking mind were ‘comf’ and ‘sun’ as you stuck your head out the fur blanket burrito you had wrapped yourself up in during your sleep. Blinking the room into focus, the pale light of dawn coming in through the window revealed to you details about the cabin that you’d been unable to see during the dark of night. The wall by the couch had a multitude of free standing shelves resting upon it, upon which a great variety of knickknacks were lovingly displayed. Particularly shiny rocks, vibrant flower crowns that seemed frozen in time, haphazardly carved wooden figures, misshapen knitting projects, several well-worn beginner’s cookbooks…There were even some picture frames tucked into the very corner of the furthest shelf, as if purposely shoved from view but with too much care to be abandoned entirely. Before you could get up the see what the photo was, the smell of frying eggs and toasting bread hooked your attention away from the shelves and into the kitchenette a few steps away.

‘Is he all alone out here?’ was the passing thought that occupied your brain as you followed your nose.

“Ah, awake, are you? Good morning,” he greeted, plating the eggs and toast that had lured you over in the first place. If he’d seen you eyeing his things, he gave no indication of it. “I’ve made enough for the both of us. Come sit with me.”

Not one to turn up free food, you hummed something that vaguely resembled an agreement as you followed him back to the couch, accepting your plate as you sat next to him. As simple as the meal was, it was filling and comforting. A satisfying meal after all your night time wandering. Contentedly eating the last bite of your breakfast, having practically inhaled it, you looked up to find him watching you with thinly veiled amusement.

Remembering yourself, you quickly bowed at the waist at him. “Thank you for the meal! And thank you for your hospitality!”

“Your fearlessness is really quite something,” was his only response, which made you look up in confusion.

What was he going on about?

Then you noticed: now that it was morning, you could properly make out his features. A pair of elegant black horns curling about his head, high cheekbones, eyes that now appeared practically reptilian, the fangs in his smile…even his ears were inhuman, as was how deathly pale he was. Some part of you felt that perhaps you really should be scared, especially with his near demonic appearance and maybe deep down you were kind of intimidated by him and his appearance, but…

“Why would I be scared of you?” you asked with a frown. If he had wanted to hurt you, he had plenty of opportunities all through the night. Sure, he could be one of those deranged types that enjoyed psychologically torturing people, but the way he’d offer you his couch and even made you breakfast…you felt that he wasn’t that kind of person. “You helped me when I was lost and even gave me a meal when you didn’t have to. You haven’t given me a single reason to be scared of you.”

Now it was turn to be confused, staring at you with wide eyes. “My appearance does not frighten you?”

“I mean…,” your eyes strayed back up to the horns on his head. “It is a little shocking and I’m curious about the horns and the glowing eyes and the fangs, but…it’s not really any of my business, y’know? It’s only really a one time shock factor.”

His lips twitched, eyeing you curiously. “What an odd child you are.”

You scoffed, ready to respond with some sort of come back, but he was already taking your plate and walking away before you could come up with anything.

‘The morning light is strong now,” he said, gaze directed at the window by the wood stove. “You’ll have no trouble finding your companions today.”

Your eyes followed his gaze to the window and you were able to just make out the smoke of a campfire in the distance.

You’d actually been close to your friends this entire time.

“Oh…you’re right,” your eyes lingered on the window before you turned back to him, only to find him with his back turned to you as he washed the plates that two of you had used. “…uh, thanks again for helping me. I really appreciate it.”

He looked back at you with another amused smile.

“I enjoyed the company. Good luck on your journey home, adventurer.”

Gathering your things and making for the door, you couldn’t help but thank him one more time, earning you a chuckle and a wave goodbye. You waved back, some part of you hesitant to leave, but you steeled yourself and turned, putting one foot out the door. Exhaling, you lifted your head to focus on the campfire smoke in the distance, when something nagged at the back of your mind.

“Oh, I - !”

When you whirled around, there was nothing there but forest.

“I…I never asked your name…”

And I never got to ask about the dragon either…

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Meet Alicent Liddell!!! (Can you guess she’s based off Alice?)

She’s a second year at NRC who enrolled a couple weeks into the school year (after Riddle’s overblot) due to being picked up by a black carriage right after she was expelled from RSA! Don’t ask her what she did, it’s more fun if you figure it out for yourself! Alicent is head of the Yearbook Committee and school newspaper, and is the founder and president of the Creative Writing Club.

For a bit of backstory, Alicent is from the Queendom of Roses and was friends with Riddle, Rayne, Trey, and Che’nya before she had to move to Clock Town where she befriended Deuce and his younger sister, Danielle. Alicent was selected by RSA before NRC could send a carriage, so she spent her first year of school at RSA and got into quite a bit of trouble. And during her second year, she was expelled after the first day and was immediately picked up by a black carriage the second she stepped off of RSA campus. And after two weeks of paperwork (that was delayed due to Riddle’s overblot) Alicent was enrolled knto NRC and was sorted into Heartslabyul House!

Alicent was very happy to see some familiar faces and even more excited to meet new people because she wasn't the most comfortable at RSA. She did like some people and found Neige nice, and was happy to see Che'nya, but she didn't really fit in at all. NRC really is where she belongs.

Alicent is very friendly and is as optimistic as she is curious. She’s always asking questions, no matter how small, and she can find a silver lining in almost any situation but she isn’t afraid to tell someone the truth or provide constructive criticism. She enjoys reading, but finds nonfiction very boring and prefers fantasy or realistic yet fantastical fiction to any kind of nonfiction book she could be provided. This does make studying difficult for Alicent, but luckily Riddle is a pretty decent tutor!

But, Alicent is incredibly emotional and wears her heart on her sleeve. She is patient, but is like a volcano when she’s angry and can be reduced to tears very easily if someone knows the right buttons to push. Like Riddle and Azul, she can be a very big crybaby with how sensitive she is. She and Azul have watched The Titane (TWST version of The Titanic) and called Azul’s partner and Riddle to come and soothe them because they were crying so much-

Overall, her personality is like the original Alice mixed with a bit of Star Butterfly from SVTFOE (which gave me inspiration for the stars on her cheeks) and she is a very big crybaby if you know how to make her cry! Also she probably has ADHD or something similar to that because she and Kalim are both in the “head empty brain go brrrr” club to an extent and she has a lot of textbook symptoms of ADHD, like hyperactivity, not being able to focus very well at times, and trouble controlling her impulses for example.

And Alicent is still a leash kid at 17 because she will see something in the store, go “ooh, pretty!” either in her head or out loud, walk away to go look at what she saw, start wandering around like a curious puppy, and then has to call the person she was with an hour later because she can find them-

Riddle needs a leash for her because he swears holding her hand isn’t enough to keep her from wandering off. Alicent gets lost in the student store, for Sevens’ sake-

[unhappytimeleaper]

character list of games I write for

Diabolik Lovers

Sakamaki’s and Mukami’s

Only the game versions of the characters; I note this because they are much more terrible in that media

Ensemble Stars

Main cast, Jin, Akoimi, Hitsugi

Genshin Impact 

I’m fine with requests, but these might be slower in some cases 

Albedo, Alhaitham, Aether, Ayaka, Ayato, Chongyun, Cyno, Baizhu. Bennett, Beidou, Dehya, Freminet, Gorou, Haizou, Kazuha, Kaeya, Kaveh, Lyney, Lumine, Neuvillette, Razor, Rosaria, Scaramouche, Sucrose, Shenhe, Tighnari, Thoma, Venti, Wanderer*, Xiao, Xingqiu, Xiangling, Yomiya, Zhongli. || will add more potentially as they are released

*Wanderer can be requested as Scaramouche era as well.

Twisted Wonderland 

main cast, neige, che’nya, rollo

[vampire-system]

HELLO! We’re a system that is fictive heavy. 16 bodily!!

Core:

Lucas he/him

Brain made:

Rebecca she/her

Louise she/they

Valen any/all

Piper she/they

Ensemble Stars fictives:

Rei Sakuma (Rei) they/she

Natsume Sakasaki (Nathan) he/they

Arashi Narukami (Ariella) she/her

Subaru Akehoshi (Sam/Sammie) he/him

Jun Sazanami (June) he/they

Rinne Amagi (Rinne) he/him

Mao Isara (Morgan) she/he

Tatsumi Kazehaya (Timothy/Tim) he/him

Tsukasa Suou (Theodore/Theo) he/she

Shu Itsuki (Simon) xe/he/she + Mademoiselle she/it

Koga Oogami (Kole) he/she

Madara Mikejima (Matthew/Mama) he/him

Nagisa Ran (Nick) they/them

Midori Takamine (McKenna) he/they/she

Wataru Hibiki (Winter) she/he/they

Kaname Tojo (Kendall) he/they

Niki Shiina (Niki) he/him

Chiaki Morisawa (Cory) he/him

Hinata Aoi (Haven) he/they/she

Kaoru Hakaze (Kody) he/they

HiMERU (Harley) he/they

Aira Shiratori (Aira) he/she/love

Hajime Shino + Shinobu Sengoku (Heiko) they/them

Kohaku Oukawa (Kiera) she/it

Mika Kagehira (Mika) he/they

Kanata Shinkai (Kaleb) he/they

Sora Harukawa (Sara) she/they

Project Sekai fictives:

(WxS) KAITO (Kaiden) he/they

Akito Shinonome (Aiden) he/him

Mizuki Akiyama (Michele) they/them

Saki Tenma (Sophie) she/they

Twisted Wonderland fictives:

Cater Diamond he/him

Che’nya he/she/it

Deuce Spade he/they

Blue Lock fictives:

Rin Itoshi (Rin) he/they

Genshin Impact fictives:

Ajax/Tartaglia/Childe he/him

Scaramouche/Wanderer (Scara) he/they

Ningguang (Natalie) she/they

Hu Tao (Helena) she/they

Ei (Elaina) she/her

Kaveh (Kaiser) he/him

Alhaitham (Alexander) he/him

Hypnosis Mic fictives:

Gentarou Yumeno (Grace) he/she/they

Tokyo Ghoul fictives: Juuzou Suzuya (Julian) he/him

Hairu Ihei + Kuramoto Ito (Holly) she/he

Omori fictives:

Sunny he/him

(male) Aubrey he/him

Hero he/him

[catboy-showdown]

Catboy competitiors complete list (updated)

Adrien/Chat Noir from Miraculous Ladybug (5)

Virgil Sanders from Sanders Sides (5)

Catra from She-Ra (4)

Cecil Palmer from Welcome to Night Vale (3)

Leon Kennedy from Resident Evil 4 (2)

Odd Dells Robbia from Code Lyoko (2)

Noise from Roleslaying with Roman (2)

Logan Sanders from Sanders Sides (2)

Hunter Wittebane from The Owl House (2)

Luz Noceda from The Owl House (2)

The Baron from The Cat Returns (2)

The Rum Rum Tugger from Cats the Musical (2)

Sunny from Omori (2)

Magolor from Kirby (2)

Tybalt Capulet from Romeo and Juliet (2)

Joe secondopinionson from Moral Orel (1)

Satan from Obey Me Shall We Date (1)

Ritsuka from Loveless (1)

Firestar from Warriors (1)

Hello Kitty from Hello Kitty (1)

Albert Vanderboom from The Rusty Lake Games (1)

Rui Kamishiro from Project Sekai (1)

Gin Ibushi from Your Turn to Die (1)

G’raha Tia from Final Fantasy XIV (1)

Sage Lesath from Last Legacy (1)

Ciel Phantomhive from Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji (1)

Kenma Kozume from Haikyuu (1)

Miya Chinen from Sk8 the Infinity (1)

Saturn from Pokémon (1)

Old Hob from IDW TMNT comics (1)

The Wanderer from Genshin Impact (1)

Che’nya from Twisted Wonderland (1)

T’Challa from Black Panther (1)

Tsukiyomi Ikuto from Shugo Chara (1)

Yoru from Shugo Chara (1)

Lady Noire from Miraculous Ladybug (1)

Jon Sims from The Magnus Archives (1)

Ichigo Momomiya from Mew Ichigo (1)

Chu Wanning from The Husky and his White Cat Shizun (1)

Patton Sanders from Sanders Sides (1)

Gundham Tanaka from Danganronpa (1)

Xiaohei from The Legend of Hei (1)

Sun from Spell Bound (1)

Azure Lion from Lego Monkie Kid (1)

Loki from MCU (1)

Yoichi Tanaka from Ao Haru Ride (1)

Inigo the modded Khajiit from Skyrim (1)

Julian Devorak from The Arcana (1)

Garfield from Garfield (1)

Ryan Akagi from Infinity Train (1)

Haru Yoshioka from The Cat Returns (1)

L from Death Note (1)

Sebastian from Stardew Valley (1)

Mr. Mistoffelees from Cats the Musical (1)

Skimbleskanks the Railway Cat from Cats the Musical (1)

Robbie Valentino from Gravity Falls (1)

Marvin the Magnificent from Jacksepticeye (1)

Rocky from Lackadaisy (1)

Burgerpants from Undertale (1)

Miles Morales from Into the Spiderverse (1)

Brett Hand from Inside Job (1)

Stat from Q-Force (1)

Chase McCain from Lego Undercover (1)

Link from Legend of Zelda (1)

Xio from The Sunbearer Trials (1)

Mabel Pines from Gravity Falls (1)

Charlie Spring from Heartstopper (1)

Kyoya Ootori from Ouran High School Host Club (1)

Carlos the Scientist from Welcome to Night Vale (1)

Donnie from rottmnt (1)

Lucius Spriggs from Our Flag Means Death (1)

Anathema Device from Good Omens (1)

Puss from Puss in Boots (1)

Daniel from Hello Kitty (1)

Kyo from Fruits Basket (1)

Wally Darling from Welcome Home (1)

Lalli Hotakainen from Stand Still Stay Silent (1)

Starflight from Wings of Fire (1)

Phoenix Wright from Ace Attorney (1)

Sun from Five Nights at Freddy’s (1)

Nepeta from Homestuck (1)

Jaspersprite from Homestuck (1)

Cat from Miitopia (1)

Nagisa Shingetsu from Danganronpa (1)

Raymond from Animal Crossing (1)

Laurance Zvahl from Minecraft Diaries (1)

Kim Kitsuragi from Disco Elysium (1)

Raine Whispers from The Owl House (1)

Sigma Klim from Zero Escape (1)

Gavin Reed from Detroit Become Human (1)

Cat from Wii Sports (1)

Chip from Just Role With It (1)

Rei Suwa from Buddy Daddies (1)

Player from The Leet World (1)

JP from Craig of the Creek (1)

Kermit the Frog from The Muppets (1)

Ranma Saotome from Ranma (1)

Stanley from The Stanley Parable (1)

Kano from Kagerou Days (1)

Adrian Graye from The Owl House (1)

Christina Posabule from Moral Orel (1)

Legolas from Lord of the Rings (1)

Y’shtola Rhul from Final Fantasy XIV (1)

Sasuke Uchiha from Naruto (1)

Yuni from Mewkledreamy (1)

Gary from SpongeBob (1)

Ishigami from Kaguya Sama Love is War (1)

Kitty Cheshire from Ever After High (1)

Miles Edgeworth from Ace Attorney (1)

Leonardo from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (1)

Lisa Simpson from The Simpsons (1)

Gumball Waterson from The Amazing World of Gumball (1)

Komi from Komi Can’t Communicate (1)

Near from Death Note (1)

The Cat from Coraline (1)

Meta Knight from Kirby (1)

Nico the Catboy from Adventure Time (1)

Randy Jade from Dialtown (1)

Niko from Oneshot (1)

Gumball Cookie from Cookie Run (1)

Hugh from Pokémon (1)

Mabel Martin from Mabel Podcast (1)

Dipper Pines from Gravity Falls (1)

Mao Mao from Mao Mao Heroes of Pure Heart (1)

Martin Blackwood from The Magnus Archives (1)

Hitoshi from Nyan Neko Sugar Girls (1)

Jay Walker from Ninjago (1)

Sans from Undertale (1)

[your-local-grinning-cat]

*zey appear in the tuggly woods, appearance different from last encounter*

*zey now have a prosthetic left arm and prosthetic part of zeir right leg*

*and zeir skin is changing between rainbow and regular because of a mushroom*

I was finally released from containment(nrc infirmary) again, it was two times close together, first of the two for obvious reasons *gestures to the prosthetics* 2nd time was because my magic went wonky, I do enjoy some good chaos, but not when I'm not the one controlling the ones I'm causing

Think I might've accidentally turned your future kid as well as the others into animals during that time(zey sometimes can sense what zeir magic does in spaces outside where zey can see)(also 4th wall? What's that? /silly)

Oh, that's why I was here, have you seen a small grey kitten around?

(Ooc: sorry for the long thingy😓)

*blinks at zeir new appearance and then just shrugs and moves right along*

Yeah! The kitten came wandering around a while ago but I’m not sure where he went. I didn’t realize he was yours! He don’t have a collar.

You should really give him one if you’re going to let him wander around, you know. It can be dangerous for a little kitten like that. *frowns worriedly*

[vapor-vine]

Continuing on from

Neither of them really intended on meeting the other out here. If anything they were probably just brought together by something like the rain, with Riddle ducking under cover while Floyd wandered around soaked. But when Floyd spots Riddle, a confrontation is inevitable like how it always is with the two.

There’s scorn on Riddle’s part, built resentment for the past. A need to seethe and boil over, but it’s Not Worth It when he’s so out of his element. So he tries his best to evade the eel, trying to lose him in winding, unfamiliar streets.

Far from a room he can reliably retreat to, far from the help of friends like Trey or Che’nya, there’s no reliable rest to relieve blot if he were to use magic. And he knows all too well what would happen if he were to use too much of it in the heat of the moment.

Yet on Floyd’s part, he keeps finding the redhead, chasing after an emotion and feeling that reminds him of older, more simple days.

The exciting thrill of rushing, of pursuing prey that’s smart and clever enough to hide away, yet just lacking enough in physical prowess and street smarts to get caught.

Times where there was hardly any responsibilities or expectations leveled on his shoulders.

Even if it’s not about the fun of it, isn’t it better to hold on? Knowing that if he gets shaken off the run he might as well kiss ever seeing that bright red again away, and there’s no desire to be left alone with the discomfort that the thought stirs up.

And what do you know, his persistence wins out.

With the familiar flare he knows, Riddle grits his teeth and lets Floyd join him on the trip. Muttering that he would rather know the eel is behind breathing down his back rather than see him pop up out of nowhere to surprise him later down the line.

It’s a win against Goldfishie he hasn’t had in a long time, something Floyd should smile and delight in for its novelty. A savoring of an old treat.

But it’s rancid. Something nasty and soured by Riddle’s bitterness.

It’s familiar not in how he usually cackles and takes joy during their old usual cat and mouse, but rather the crawling restlessness they parted with in their last year together.

And like before, he doesn’t know what to do about it. There’s nothing which can cure this strange static, nothing that he can figure out right now at least.

[shiny-jr]

rsa thoughts

Warning: Bits of yandere stuff, you have been warned.

Characters: Riddle Rosehearts, Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Cater Diamond, Trey Clover, Che’nya, others. 

Summary: Just thoughts on the Royal Sword Academy, mainly for the counterparts of Heartslabyul.

Note: I just had thoughts so I decided why not share them. If y’all want, I can try to see what I can come up with for other dorms. If you want to consider the good bois as yanderes too, go for it. Yeah, if Twisted Wonderland actually confirms something for the counterparts of Heartslabyul instead of leaving it up to the imagination, these ideas will be scrapped. 

Royal Sword Academy, the very name of it is enough to send their rivals at Night Raven College into a fit. The school was prestigious and admired. If you were a prince or someone bound for a bright future, it was very likely you would find yourself at this famous academy. It looks like a palace with their charming student body that are just so unbelievably kind. They are friendly and welcoming, giving you bright smiles and engaging in pleasant conversation. They were a great deal different from their counterparts where at Night Raven College you’d have to be on your toes just to get to class on time, but here these students were all nothing but good. Almost too good. 

So let’s take a peek at these goody-two-shoes, shall we?

The dorm founded on the active imagination of the girl in blue. 

Believe it or not, it was a young noble man in an oversized blue cardigan that was the supposed “leader” of the dorm. Although, leader wasn’t really a fitting title, as most of his days were spent daydreaming. He preferred picture books over history books, but he wasn’t dumb. On the contrary, he’s knowledgable and fair to the subjects of his dorm. Even for his status as noble, he pays it no mind, not particularly interested in the lessons of class. Instead, he’d rather spend his hours exploring every inch of the flowery wonderland in his dorm with you. He feels that he could talk on and on about anything with you during this golden afternoon, from topics ranging from the lovely weather to questions to ponder on such as why don’t cats talk or the flowers sing? The young man in the blue cardigan thinks your company is absolutely delightful, so why not spend a few more moments in his company? 

The dorm responsibilities appear to fall on a nervous rabbit beastman. Every evening his big white ears can be seen over hedges as he searches for that silly boy in blue that’s wandered off yet again! If his hair weren’t already white, it would be turning white from stress! Not only that, he’s practically the noble’s babysitter! Really, the boy in blue is a good guy but he’s always got his head stuck in the clouds. Additionally, he’s always cleaning up a certain chesire cat’s mess. Please, forgive him for being a tad bit late for meeting you. A moment with you is a breath of fresh air, it allows him to collect this thoughts. He’s a bit shy around you, his cheeks go red and he has the most adorable habit of twitching his button nose when nervous. Give him a few more minutes with you, won’t you? He doesn’t mind being a teensy bit late if the time is spent with you. 

Che’nya is the only face you can recognize from his time randomly appearing in the Heartslabyul dorm. The guy gets a real kick out of messing with people, whether it be by disappearing, speaking enigmatically, or dangling answers and solutions right in front of them. Why is there a blue flamingo in the lake and a pink hedgehog in the flowers? Oh, don’t worry, he took those from Heartslabyul! Hey, wanna use them to play a game of croquet with him? When just being together in peace, expect him to hum or sing when he’s in an especially good mood. He always sings something about “twas brillig,” whatever that means. This feline is pretty fond of you, often times you’ll notice him purring as he rubs his cheek against your head. Che’nya has the oddest talent for finding you and appearing out of nowhere. Heheh, he found you again! Won’t you let him hang around you?

Now what do their counterparts at Night Raven College think? 

Heartslabyul, the dorm founded on the severity of Queen of Hearts. It’s practically the opposite of the dorm that thrived on the freedom of imagination. They had many varying opinions on their rivals. 

Riddle had heard tale of the boy in the blue cardigan running the dorm from Che’nya, and it sounded like an absolute nightmare! No rules, no structure, no reinforcement, it must’ve been a complete madhouse! He honestly wondered how they made it so far, especially with their incompetent leader’s carelessness. Just the rumors of this boy in blue was enough to irritate him. How truly utterly inept! Why would you reply on that clumsy boy when he, Riddle, was more than capable! 

Ugh, that dorm...! Okay, maybe Ace didn’t really know much about them, but who cares? They’re from Royal Sword Academy and that’s all that matters! They’re taking up your time when you should be hanging out with him! What’s so great about those snobby rich guys anyways? They’re so boring, why sit pretty with them when you could be doing stupid stuff instead! They’re always following the rules to a t, isn’t that super boring? Isn’t breaking the occasional rule with him way more fun? 

An exemplary student shouldn’t hate their rival school so much...! But god did Deuce hate them! Not because he had met them or anything, he actually knew next to nothing about them. What angered him is you thought they were exemplary! And they were! They followed rules, they were good students, they were admired, and he wanted to be like that but he couldn’t shake the bad habits. But, maybe that wasn’t so bad. You found comfort in him first, before them. And he’d be damned before he lost you to them.

Cater knew enough about them, and boy did he want to see it for himself. Take him with you for a day, won’t you? Pretty please? He’d love to take selfies with you in their pretty flower fields and chill by the lake! Ah, if only the dorm leader didn’t forbid him from going, how lame~ Oh well, that’s that. For now, Cater will focus on making the dorm even better! If it’s better, more photogenic, you’ll want to hang out here more, right? Here they got beautiful roses and a maze, they don’t have that over there! 

Trey didn’t know much about the other dorm, he only knew what his friend Che’nya told him. It sounded like a great place, it really was the complete opposite of here. Although the no rules part did sound appealing, he was too attached to his own dorm. Besides, the dorm leader depended on him. Now, he was sure Heartslabyul had the better sweets, right? You couldn’t get these types of treats over there. So stay here for a bit and Trey will make as much as you want. 

[jeez-nuts]

(II.) Unrequited Love

Summary: When he realizes his feelings for you but also realizes that his feelings will never be returned back.

Relationships:

🌹Riddle Rosehearts x Reader (Twisted Wonderland)

🦁 Leona Kingscholar x Reader (Twisted Wonderland)

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

☆ Category: (Character x GN Reader)

☆ Archive Warning: Angst, mentions of child abuse, and my poor attempt in comedy

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🌹• Practice. Study. Train.

🌹• His whole life was narrowed down to a path of fullfilling the expectations that his mother has for him.

🌹• …Anything else was a distraction.

🌹• And to stay in that path is to follow the rules.

🌹• Rules are what sets us to return to that path, preventing us from wandering elsewhere.

🌹• Look foward. Move forward. Don’t be distracted by anything else that comes from the sides. Those things would only hold him back, that’s what his mother would say.

🌹• Yet sometimes, his eyes would linger on the strawberry tart displayed in the bakery store.

🌹• Oh, how his hands wanted to reach it.

🌹• …But the only thing his hands can reach is another textbook that was given by his mom that told him to study this next.

🌹• One day, he almost stray away from that path when he chose to spend time with Trey and Che’nya, but it confused him, because even though he is not doing what his mother told him, he was so happy. He was never this happy before.

🌹• But that newfound happiness later turned to a deep regret when his mom discovered the truth that he disobeyed her.

🌹• Now the only happiness he had in entire childhood was taken away from him because he broke a rule.

🌹• Ever since that incident, he promised to himself that he would never waver from his path again.

🌹• But no matter how much books he had read, it wouldn’t help him to be prepared for the next thing…

🌹• The next thing that will make him waver in his path once again.

🌹• That next thing was your unexpected presence in NCR.

🌹• He always took pride in knowing everything yet your presence made him feel at loss.

🌹• He doesn’t know what he should do, what should he act, or what he should say. Those were his feelings around you and he doesn’t know what to describe it.

🌹• It felt like his entire worldview was shaken… All because of you.

🌹• He does have some superiority complex in him, but he does know when to swallow down his pride if it means to be better. So about this internal dilemma he has when it comes to you, the people he had chosen to ask this was Cater and Trey about this weird heart condition in which his heart beats faster whenever you are nearby.

🌹• He pouted when the two responded with laughter. Sorry, the two did try hard to hold back their laughter but they just couldn’t.

🌹• Cater then switched his language from English dictionary to Cater-dictionary #RiddleIsInLove #Wow #Hashtag #RoseHeartMoreLikeHeartYouYuu

🌹• While the other sighed as he stopped Cater from posting the news, after that, he began to explain these things to Riddle.

🌹• “I’m in love with the prefect…?”

🌹• Trey nodded, while Cater chuckled again, willing to offer him advice- but Riddle answered there is no need.

🌹• Love? Isn’t that just another term of infatuation? Just an imbalance of chemicals in the brain… Feelings that will naturally fade over time.

🌹• He doesn’t understand what’s the fuss all over such a concept when it all depends on temporary emotions, clearly there are other matters that’s more productive to be invested in than that. Very well, he shall let this fade with time then return back to focusing his studies.

🌹• It’s just another distraction afterall.

🌹• And he has no room to spare for another set of distraction in the path that he must stay focused on.

🌹• Yet time proved him wrong. These feelings he has for you, didn’t fade at all. It had only gotten stronger instead, becoming a detrimental distraction to his work.

🌹• He was horrified with himself in noticing how he found himself thinking about you from time to time when he was supposed to be studying!

🌹• Fine then… Maybe he shouldn’t have ignored these matters at all, that he should finally settled on it once and for all.

🌹• Still, that doesn’t mean he would blurt these out to you in such an impulsive manner. He has to be prepared for this first!

🌹• And who knew, there would ever come a day that the dorm leader of Heartslabyul would be found in a romance section in a library, not to mention, how his face was all red, to the point that his face matches his hair, like a strawberry head, when reading these.

🌹• Pining you to a wall? He would do no such thing! Things like these make you remember that underneath that fearsome perfectionist figure is just a boy that’s awkward when it comes to these aspects.

🌹• Excluding those he deemed too scandalous for his own liking, he initiated those advices found in the book to try it out to you but the results has always been a failure

🌹• Maybe this book was just a scam or you’re the densest of them all

🌹• But whatever it is, your close companions, Ace and Grim did get to know what’s going on (Deuce also got to know from Ace and Grim stating the obvious to him)

🌹• So yeah, obviously for not the reason out of the good-will of his heart, Ace confronted about this to Riddle, before Riddle would deny it (Nothing good can come out of it if Ace is involved after all), but Ace made convincing point that since he’s one of your friends that you’re the closest to, wouldn’t that make him the best to ask advice from when it comes to you?

🌹• And who knew there will ever come a day that Riddle will accept advice from someone like Ace.

🌹• And it’s the same reason again why… All because of you.

🌹• ‘Pick-Up-Lines’ - That’s what Ace suggested first though, Riddle was getting second-thoughts about this, but it’s not like he had any options left, doesn’t he?

🌹• So when he tried on pick-up-lines on you- and then he stuttered- He, who was not afraid to speak in front of the crowd, had just stuttered- He had never been more ashamed of himself until now (Okay, so more than the time when you overblot, Riddle? okay then, carry on ;;)

🌹• So that was a failure.

🌹• Grim laughed, and when he received a glare from Riddle, he immediately added how he was not making fun of him, he was making fun of Ace’s idea that was so dumb.

🌹• Ace frowned, saying that he was just goofing off, he knew pick-up-lines are just dumb, it was just funny if Riddle actually tried it and he actually did, he quickly regretted his words when he forgot that Riddle was just standing right there.

🌹• “OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!”

🌹• After a collared Ace’s incident, it was Grim’s turn to suggest an idea… and that idea brings another-collection-of-Riddle’s-face-matching-his-hair-compilation.

🌹• ‘The Kabedon’

🌹• It only ended akwardly.

🌹• Another failure then, and also another one that’s going to be ‘off-your-head’ collared again.

🌹• Deuce, bless his sweet heart, despite being less experienced compared to Ace, had actually proposed a decent idea which was to give you a homemade food.

🌹• But considering Riddle’s cooking skills, that probably wasn’t a good idea… And that realization came too late when you accidentally blanched from the strawberry tart he gave to you.

🌹• Another failure again.

🌹• “This was a mistake…” He muttered quietly as he excused himself then went back to his own dorm.

🌹• All this time of him trying to court you has been a waste of time… When he could have spend this extra time to work and study more. How could he let this happen-

🌹 Your face appeared in his mind when he asked that question.

🌹• He was only doing these things so he could return to what he was supposed to be doing.

🌹• He sighs, if only you didn’t enter into his life, then this wouldn’t have happen.

🌹• You weren’t supposed to be in this school in the first place anyway.

🌹• And he wasn’t supposed to fall in love with you.

🌹• Yet it happened.

🌹• You are here.

🌹• And that he fell for you.

🌹• You were a distraction that just won’t go away.

🌹• He heard a knock from his door, when he went to open it, it was Trey checking up if he’s alright.

🌹• He already knows from the expression of his face that Trey learned what happened earlier from the concerned expression on his face.

🌹• ‘It was just a mishap. A error in my part’ He said, adding how he would never do it again.

🌹• From the look of sadness that Riddle has in his face, it made Trey remember his regrets in the past, where he should have called out to his friend about his tyranny sooner, and him acted too late contributed to his overblot where he almost have died, but this time, he won’t keep his words to himself anymore, for the sake of his friend’s happiness.

🌹• Trey snapped him out of it, advising him to not supress his feelings again, and to follow and act on it.

🌹• “If they make you that happy, then is it really that bad?”

🌹• He was right. You did make him happy.

🌹• And a regret of giving up on it is a regret that he’ll never live it down

🌹• He cannot afford himself to make that mistake.

🌹• It turns out that the other heartslabyul were peeking over the door.

🌹• “Yeah! Go for it, Riddle! #FollowYourHeart.” Cater cheered. “You even took advice from someone like Ace and Deuce which means that you’re whipped for that prefect, huh?”

🌹• “Haha, what a simp- wait, what do you mean by that?” Ace glared at Cater.

🌹• While Deuce defended himself that he didn’t have any relationship before, earning a laugh from Ace, replying back to Deuce if that’s an attempt to save face then he’s doing the opposite since he exposed he has no relationship experience at all.

🌹• Deuce argued back that he’s worser because despite Ace having history when it comes to relationships, he still didn’t know what to do so no wonder his past relationships fell apart- Oh great, the two are bickering once again.

🌹• Cater is that student that goes “fight! fight! fight!” when they witness a sight between schoolmates as he slowly pulled out his phone to record this argument.

🌹• “None of you should be in a relationship.” Trey muttered tiredly, hopefully Riddle will do better than them- Crap, that reminds him! He turned back to Riddle, hoping that the sight of Ace and Deuce fighting again will detonate a bomb aka Riddle.

🌹• Too bad Trey’s wishes didn’t come true, as the walking bomb dorm leader snapped at the two, proclaiming one of his rules with a mad look of his face, giving them punishment to assign them a task

🌹• What a couple of troublemakers… Ace, Deuce, Grim and You always making a mess, causing more troubles in his life.

🌹• …But he would be lying if he said he didn’t have any fun.

🌹• Then Riddle received a message from you through Grim, to meet you outside the Ramshackle dorm.

🌹• When he arrived, he saw you sitting on a picnic mat with snacks and sweets placed on it. You invited him to a picnic?

🌹• Considering the surroundings, its not exactly one would think for a spot fitting to have a picnic, but if he’s in your company, then he didn’t it mind that much.

🌹• But there should be something that should settled first, he apologized to you about how he acted strangely these past few days, after he handed you a boquet of roses.

🌹• He ended up being surprised when you easily forgave him though.

🌹• Riddle still felt remorseful about it which is expressed by his guilty expression which made you worried because Riddle is someone that is harsh on others, but the one he is harsh on the most, is himself.

🌹• “You’re not a machine, Riddle. You’re human just like the rest of us. It’s natural for us humans to make mistakes… but from our mistakes, is where we allow ourselves to grow.” You said softly with your eyes on the boquet of roses. “Imperfect but that’s what makes it beautiful. That’s how living life is.”

🌹• While you were staring at the roses, Riddle looks at you. You were imperfect too… but that doesn’t make you any less beautiful than you already are.

🌹• Then you confessed that is why you prepared this picnic for him since you were worried that he might been pushing himself lately, so you wanted to give him a break.

🌹• It might not be as grand as his tea parties but you hope that at least it's enough for him to appreciate.

🌹• This picnic date wasn’t perfect at all, but you are happy and he was happy. And isn’t that enough?

🌹• He smiled back. “Of course, I appreciate it.”

🌹• Appreciated your concern. Appreciated your tea. Appreciated your kindness. Appreciated that he got to meet someone like you.

🌹• He was taught by following by his mother’ rules, he would finally found that happiness he was seeking for ever since he was young,

🌹• That’s why he was paranoid when you became a distraction to him when he’s supposed to be focusing on his path.

🌹• The path that he thought could finally make him reach that happiness.

🌹• …But it turns out, he found that happiness from you instead.

🌹• He was ashamed of himself, of almost wishing for you to go away, even though, deep down, he was happier when you were in his life, and if life allows it, he wanted you to stay.

🌹• That’s why from now on, he wanted to make his own path.

🌹• A path where you, Trey, Che’nya, and the others are in it.

🌹• He thought that what his mother has done to him was out of love…. but no, that’s wasn’t love is.

🌹• The way you were patient with him, caring about his feelings, accepting him despite his flaws, supporting him to be a better person is what love really is.

🌹• You made him confused. You made him anxious… but you also made him happy.

🌹• And most importantly, you made him feel loved.

🌹• So… this is what people mean by love then?

🌹• He wanted to experience it in a lifetime with you.

🌹• So when you two accidentally said about wanting to tell something important at the same time. He insisted for you to go first.

🌹• But when you said the news, Riddle felt himself hesitate to what he was supposed to say.

🌹• Especially when the news you told him was that Crowley finally found a way to send you back home.

🌹• You apologized, you really would miss them but you have a life back there. A life back that you could not just abandon.

🌹• He was so focused on what path he should took, that he almost forgot that you have your own path too

🌹• A path that’s far too away from his.

🌹• And when you asked him what’s something important that he was gonna tell you. Riddle replied that it’s nothing.

🌹• He lied. He doesn’t want his own grief to ruin your happiness even if it means breaking a rule.

🌹• And how he felt so envious of how can someone be so happy when returning back to their homes.

🌹• When that day finally arrived where you will go back to your home, the other students were there to bid you a goodbye.

🌹• Riddle thanked you, thanking you for everything you have done for them, and thanking everything you done for him.

🌹• You smiled, then confessed how you were nervous that you have overstayed in this place for too long especially when someone magicless like you don’t have a place for place of magic afterall.

🌹• Is this what you felt all this time when you stayed here? It was because of him and the others, isn’t it? How his issues and the others made you feel so unwelcomed… Maybe if they have done better then maybe… you would have stayed a little longer.

🌹• But he wanted to correct you, telling you that you were wrong because… “There is always a place for you in the Heartslabyul dorm… As long as you follow the rules, of course.”

🌹• “And if there ever comes a day, where you managed to visit us again, I will make sure to welcome you.”

🌹• His words made you smile. It was a sight that he never fails to see how beautiful it is, but it was also a sight that he’s never going to see again.

🌹• “Then he said the most word he dreaded to say to you which is a “Goodbye.” because it sounds like he’s accepting that you might never be in his life again.

🌹• And how he also dreaded to hear that word from you, but it was your last words to him before you return back to your own world.

🌹• Ever since that day, a certain seat that is next to Riddle’s seat, the one that’s always reserved for you in tea parties of the Heartslabyul dorm, is now always empty.

🌹• Time has passed ever since you returned to your home, Riddle has also returned to his original path now.

🌹• Study… Train… Work…

🌹• No more distractions anymore…

🌹• That’s what he said to himself as he stared at the page of a text book he’s reading right now, but that page sooner or later was tainted with his tears

🌹• Even after your disappearance, there’s still something that you left for him that he doesn’t know how to handle, which is a broken heart.

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🦁• “Leonaaa~!” You chimed out his name in a sweet sing-song tune, earning an annoyed grumble from the grumpy beastman who rolled over to the other side of his bed.

🦁• Yet despite his sour-grumpy reaction, it didn’t dampen your mood, in fact, it even encouraged you to shower him more affection, as you caressed his long hair, enjoying how soft it was.

🦁•“…Quit that.” Leona grumbled again. “It’s hard to fall asleep when you keep flapping and yapping all over the bed.”

🦁• Before you could even respond to that, you were immediately scooped up by him to a tight embrace “There, now you finally stopped moving.”

🦁• You chuckled, nuzzling closer to his chest.

🦁• The next time he sees when he woke up is a empty spot next to him, there was no traces of you at all to ever lie there.

🦁• His eyes twitched, did he just dreamt of the two of you cuddling?

🦁• Leona scoffed at the thought, then closed his eyes, falling back to another deep slumber again.

🦁• “Leona! Have a taste of this!” You eagerly said, as you shoved meat to his mouth, surprising him.

🦁• He told you off, yet when you drew away back with a sad look, he said he didn’t say anything about you stopping, and this made you smile again and eagerly feed you again.

🦁• Leona’s eyes widened open again… Only to find himself alone in his bed again. His eye twitched again, It’s another dream about you and him.

🦁• Let’s just say, he didn’t sleep well that night.

🦁• And those dreams he’s been getting about the two of you in romantic scenarious didn’t stop in one night, to his dismay, he’s been getting those dreams frequently each day. He can’t even sleep without dreaming you acting all lovey-dovey towards him.

🦁• One day, he woke up early by himself, much to the surprise of Ruggie and Jack. He just needs something else to do that can help him get rid of you on his mind, and its clear to him that not even a nap won’t help that.

🦁• He even went to his classes this time, the lecture still bored him out though, so his eyes just wandered and it ended landing on you.

🦁• You have that determined look on your as you listening attentively to the teacher. You look like a dork.

🦁• A dork that keeps haunting his dreams, that is. You resting your head over his shoulder… You hugging him from behind… You caressing his long hair…

🦁• He had been snapped out his thoughts when the teacher called out to him- Not only did his eyes wandered but also his own thoughts to, and you are the one to be blamed for both.

🦁• Oh great, now he’s even daydreaming about you.

🦁• Even Ruggie was able to pin-point this out, even teasing Leona about it until Leona gave him a look that shut him up.

🦁• He was not a dumbass, he knew what all this means but he’s too prideful to admit such things.

🦁• He already has enough nuisances in his life so why does he have to deal with this too? He wish he could sleep this off, but then that would mean he would be getting another dream of you and him.

🦁• The next time he saw you, it was during PE class, you look so troubled in trying to handle the broom, so when you even manage to leviate it a little, you end up losing off your balance. Luckily for you, Leona caught your fall.

🦁• You were about to thank him- if it wasn’t for him calling you an idiot that you’re not only magicless, but can’t even handle a broom.

🦁• Your gratefulness for him immediately switched to anger fast, telling him that you will shove this broom up his ass.

🦁• Threatening the dorm leader of savanaclaw? That took some guts and (also losing couple of braincells) for you to be able to pull off something like that.

🦁• Leona chuckled, telling you that how can you even hurt the dorm-leader of savanaclaw, when you can’t even learn how to fly a broom.

🦁• You just pouted, saying you’ll show him, then attempt to try flying the broom once again, with no progress at all.

🦁• Leona lets out a sigh, pointing out how you’re doing it wrong, and joined you, taking control of the broom while you’re behind him.

🦁• Leona quickly fly the broom too high for your liking, you let out a yelp of suprise and embraced him from behind which made Leona laugh again.

🦁• He did that on purpose to tease you! You would have punch him if it wasn’t for you clinging his back in fear of falling off.

🦁• It was amusing for him to seeing how much expressions you can display as the two of you continue flying the broom. From shock to fear to anger to genuinely having fun.

🦁• As the two of you finally reached back to the ground. You immediately clapped, complimenting him how amazing he is, even asking him to be your own tutor in how to fly!

🦁• Leona raised a brow. Bold of you to assume that he would ever accept tutoring a amateur like you?

🦁• Still, he would try to check you in your practice from time-to-time, only to watch you embarass yourself- and that's the closest thing he can express in accepting your offer.

🦁• The next day, he dreamt about the same thing that happened yesterday of the two of you flying, the only difference was, instead of him teasing you, you were the one being a lil shit, in trying to pepper kisses in the back of his neck which made him almost lose his hold on the broom, after that, he turned to scowl at you but the dream you just giggled woth no regrets then peck his cheek.

🦁• once again, he woke up early again, Ruggie and Jack were still suprised to it even though this routine is kinda getting more frequent.

🦁• It felt like something had changed him ever since then.

🦁• Like he was looking forward to each day he woke up more than the day almost ending.

🦁• Is it because he was eager to help you out in flying?

🦁• Or is it because he wants to show off his flying skills that's more impressive than your mediocre skills?

🦁• ...yeah the latter seems more likely

🦁• Just for the sports of riling you up.

🦁• That mad face of yours wasn’t even intimidating in the slightest…

🦁• It was actually cute.

🦁• And even how it made you envious, it didn’t made you lose your motivation, it just made you more determined than yesterday. You have shown no sign of giving up at all.

🦁• He might not be impressed by your flying skills but he was impressed about your unwavering will.

🦁• One day, you finally shown progress in flying to him, saying you couldn’t have done this without his help, and a thank you.

🦁• You appreciated his help.

🦁• You recognized one of his talents and even praised for it.

🦁• If he was a sap, he would have said ‘thank you’ to you too for making him feel he had regained something he had loss back then… which was having a sense of purpose… and that purpose was to make you suck less in flying lessons.

🦁• It was small but hey, progress takes small steps. Not only were you improving but he was also improving too.

🦁• But he’s a tsundere, so he just gave you a pat on the head and told you that rest is the best way to celebrate.

🦁• You pouted, saying you have more energy to spare, but Leona knows you have been pushing yourself too much wihout rest so he’s giving you the rest you need even if it means he has to drag you to his bed. In the end, you slept anyway because the bed was too comfy lmao.

🦁• …Everything felt alright until the day, he spotted Malleus leaning so close to you- That’s when Leona stepped between you and him, maybe even growled.

🦁• The next thing that happened is Leona was grabbing your arm to a place where the two of you are finally alone. Leona looks pissed off, mumbling the nerve of that pompous prince to even pull off a move like that without your consent-

🦁• That’s when you finally spoke, saying to Leona to not speak of your boyfriend like that. Explaining how before Leona interrupted them, Malleus confessed to you and that you accepted- which made Leona stare at you silently.

🦁• So there was no chance, huh? No matter how much he tried.

🦁• Sigh, It's always the same like his childhood, which is to always lose against someone despite how much he worked so hard

🦁• Now he remembers why he doesn’t even try anymore because no matter what he does, even if he works the hardest, there will always be someone better than him.

🦁• That’s what his life has always been

🦁• How could he think it would be any different?

🦁• …All because he saw the way you smiled at him, he let himself be an idiot to dare to even hope-

🦁• -That maybe he could finally be someone’s number one

🦁• But that dream would only stay as a dream

🦁• His silence made you concerned, and you asked him what’s wrong until he rest his head on your shoulder.

🦁• “What do you see in him anyway, herbivore… Why couldn’t it be me instead?”

🦁• He sounded hurt.

🦁• Before you could even respond, Leona already separated himself from you. His back already facing you. He waved you off, saying that he’s losing his sleep over this dumb flying training where you barely progress at all.

🦁• He quit training you.

🦁• Not only that, but he quit in hoping that he will ever be special to someone.

🦁• He was hoping that someone was you… but…

🦁• …Life has always been a losing battle to him anyway

🦁• It’s better to sleep it all off…

🦁• At least in his dreams, he can get lost in those moments with you. Dreams where you loved him instead of someone else.

🦁• As if it was even possible, but he felt more tired and slept more than usual.

🦁• But dreams are fleeting…

🦁• He would eventually wake up and has to face the harsh truth that none of those moments with you were real as he looks at the empty spot next to him, wishing you were there beside him.

🦁• Now his dreams feel like they were mocking him…

🦁• Because in reality, all these dreams would come true but instead of him, it's someone else who is sharing these moments with you.

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Rant: Tumblr whyyyy, why do you have to make this more difficult for me, the app doesn’t even save the changes I made sometimes, and even deletes some of the things I wrote (which is why I couldn’t made this one longer) T-T

☆ Not gonna lie but formatting this took longer than writing the actual content

☆ It's been a while since i publish something again, sorry about that! Been busy lately- scratch that, i'm still busy, but writing these kind of headcanons is fun for me!

☆ Also thank you so much for the likes, reblogs, comments, and follows! Each of them just makes me happier to continue writing more, I appreciate you all so much! <3

[twistedr0se]

Can I’m have neige and chenya x reader where reader little brother somehow come to twisted wonderland and reader ask them to take care of him headcanoms please

RSA Boys with s/o’s little brother 🐱❄️

Note: GN(gender neutral) Reader

Neige Leblanche ❄️

- seeing your younger brother from your universe suddenly arrive in twisted wonderland is surprising to Neige, but he doesn’t mind! More new people means more friends to make!

- you were currently busy with work so you entrusted your boyfriend to take care of him for the week until headmaster Ambrose would find a way to make a portal back to his world, and if that doesn’t work then you’ll have to arrange some living space for him

- in the meantime, Neige is watching the kid attentively, playing with him and the other dwarves as they sing songs throughout the whole break period

- Neige (to no one’s surprise) is really good with kids!! He treats your little brother so lovingly and with care as if he were his own.

- he’d make sure that your brother never leaves his sight to wander off into anywhere dangerous, and he’ll feed him only the best apples he can get at the cafeteria. If he has the time he could teach your brother a thing or two on how to sing to attract birds!

- after the end of the day, Neige is completely attached to your little brother. He hopes that he’ll have more time to spend with him before he gets sent back to your world

Che’Nya 🐱

- CheNya was also surprised that another person similar to you was sent into the twst world, but it isn’t really the weirdest thing he’s ever seen

- your little brother might freak out because when has he ever seen an ACTUAL catboy??? He’s enamored by the way Che’Nya’s ears and tails move

- Che’Nya ask the kid a lot of questions about who he is, what his hometown was like and what kind of a sibling you were to him

- expect the two of them to cause a healthy amount of mischief. Pranking unsuspecting students? Check. Climb up trees and adventure through the forest? Double Check. Teleporting to Night Raven College just to bother an angry redhead? Triple check.

- after all of their shenanigans they would start to get tired and head back to rest up. After all, it is starting to get dark.

- If you managed to go back to your dorms and you find the two of them sleeping together with the room slightly messy, you know that they had quite the adventure.