#i hate ace trappola now hope he dies

[fruixtii]

hey ace you fucking bitch. know you will be the cause of my rage and hatred for this game for the rest of my life and yours. i hope you fucking die alone in a hole contemplating what you’ve done today.

[spadecentral]

👬 Two For the Count | Ace Trappola x Deuce Spade

>> requested: no >> a/n: this idea was from @marshmedow's pinned post!! i loved it sm i had to write it, i hope you don't mind

>> masterlist: here!! >> summary: fatal crashes never end well >> reader prns: n/a >> warning(s): hospitals; death; medicine; suicide

"C'mon Ace," Deuce pulled on his boyfriend's arm. "Let's go!"

Ace had promised Deuce that he would finally go on a ride on Deuce's Magical Wheel, and this was finally the time.

"Yeah, yeah," Ace rolled his eyes as he tried to buy time. He was never particularly fond of the vehicle, always being worried about Deuce whenever he went on it, and now that he was going on it he felt an extra sense of dread.

Reaching the Magical Wheel, Deuce smiled. "Well, here she is in all her glory."

"I uh, I see," Ace coughed. "And how long will we be... riding this thing?"

"Maybe thirty minutes? I don't know." Deuce shrugged. "Here! You can wear my helmet."

Ace held the helmet in his hands before asking, "Shouldn't you have a helmet too?"

"Don't worry, I've been riding this thing for ages! I'll be fine."

"Dumbass, you need a helmet." Ace let his worries get the best of him.

"Trust me," Deuce whined. "I'll be fine."

"If you die, it ain't on me, alright?" Ace joked.

"Whatever you say," Deuce said as he rolled his eyes. "Now get on!"

Ace stared with wide eyes as he and Deuce got on the open road. Occasionally, Ace would spit out a piece of Deuce's hair that got into his mouth. And other than the small reach that never fully landed on Deuce's handlebars, Ace was practically stone-still.

"You alright back there?" Deuce smiled.

"I'm great!" Ace said, but Deuce knew that he was uncomfortable by the way his voice cracked.

"Let's get something to eat then," Deuce slowly sped up, looking for the nearest shopping mall.

"With what money, loosey-deucey?" Ace smacked Deuce's side.

"Oh, yeah." Deuce looked away from the road and up at the sky. "What should we do then..."

But Ace could focus on nothing but the road. And when there was a slight slowdown in the cars in front of them, Ace's only instinct was to turn the Magical Wheel.

Ace was lucky that he made it out with only some minor injuries. He was grateful to Deuce for giving him his helmet.

Deuce was... not as fortunate. It pained Ace to see his boyfriend hooked up to several monitors and a ventilator. Several of Deuce's bones were broken, and there was no chance of him waking up soon.

Ace spent every second of his life in that hospital room until Deuce woke up. The other first years tried to get him out, get him to take a walk around the hospital gardens. Even Riddle tried. The best Trey could do was get him to brush his teeth. But other than that, he wouldn't budge. Ace didn't want the first thing Deuce to see when he woke up to be an empty room.

But, not everyone wakes up from fatal Magical Wheel crashes.

When Deuce Spade died, Ace's world shattered. He cried and wailed. He wouldn't let go of Deuce's cold hand. It took three nurses plus Riddle to get him away from Deuce so they could take him off the bed.

He hated everything and everyone. He wouldn't... no, couldn't go to Deuce funeral. He didn't want to embarrass himself anymore than he already did. A crying fool who lost his best friend and his boyfriend, both in the same second.

Eventually, he had to go onto antidepressants because of how much his mood changed. And the first pill bottle was all he needed. No refill necessary.

That bottle would be held in his hand until the next morning when Trey barged into his room to finally make him brush his teeth.

Ace wouldn't be brushing his teeth the next morning. Not ever.

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[takuyakistall]

romeo!

Chapter 1

Synopsis: Ace Trappola from the Trappola Kingdom, there was no doubt that he was a great man that was destined to achieve glory in a few years' time. But, there was one tiny problem. Being a prince from his own country meant that he needed to marry a lady from a prominent household. With much reluctance, he ended up choosing a princess from a neighbouring country—only to find out that the Prince of the Spade Kingdom has his eyes set on her as well. Is this... Competition?

Tags: Fem!Reader, Royalty AU, mentions of death, kidnapping, anything else you would find in a romance manhwa

Note: This piece is purely self indulgent and I plan on writing more for it! But I decided to share the first chapter here. There's no action yet so this is just some build-up.

Ace Trappola was never one to abide by the silly little rules of etiquette, he always thought that they were too nitpicky and stiff ever since he was a little boy. He thought that it was useless to keep up appearances for the sake of his reputation—until he experienced firsthand how cruel high society could be to a mere child who had made a single mistake. Of course, they would never dare to utter a single word in fear that their tongues would be cut off by his Highness, the king. But he would never ever forget the cold gazes that laid upon him as soon as he turned his back.

Which is why he donned a mask. He wore it all day and night as a child, hoping that it would be indestructible as he grew up but that brought him nothing but more of the empty and hollow feeling he hated. Despite already being so well-mannered, so educated, and so charming—he was nothing more than the second prince of the country who always seemed to be overshadowed by his older brother, the first prince. He was the definition of Ace's "perfect".

"Hey uncle," little Ace referred to his butler as such as he closed the storybook he was reading. A spark of curiosity sparkling in his eyes as he continued, "how do I become as amazing as my big brother?"

A childlike innocence could easily be tainted by those with such intentions—the old butler could easily plant the wrong ideas in his head and nurture the seeds of jealousy he planted within him. He stared at him for a second before letting out a sigh, strengthening his resolve when he saw Ace's eyes full of wonder.

"His Highness does not have to do anything, you are already a wonderful child just like your brother."

"Really!?"

"Of course, I wouldn't dare lie to you. If you continue to stay on the right path, I have no doubt that you will be as great as your brother in the future." He patted Ace's head, relieved that the second prince seemed to be satisfied with the answer.

"Yeah... I will!" He declared, staring right back at his butler with an uncontrollably big grin taking over his face.

That was the last time he saw that butler.

The palace staff told him he died because of heart failure during his day off. This devastated poor little Ace Trappola greatly—demanding to be allowed to attend his funeral but was stopped by his father, saying that there was no need for someone like him to attend a servant's funeral. The hand-picked white lilies Ace took that day in hopes of paying his respects, withered inside his room as he cried his heart out.

The next day, they had already found a replacement for his butler. Someone who was far younger than his previous one and was definitely less warm—he went by the name "Rowen" and insisted that the young prince should call him that. At first, Ace put up a fight as he tried to resist everything Rowen tried to do—even if it was just a menial task such as him trying to tie Ace's necktie for him.

But, nonetheless, Ace was still a child and children, more often than not, don't know how to deal with grief. You could easily spot him crying in places he shouldn't be yet no one had the heart to tell him that, even more when Rowen asked the palace staff specifically to not approach the prince if they ever spot him like that and instead, call for him immediately.

Stuck inside the garden, Ace was barely trying to keep his sobs in as he rubbed his eyes with his sleeves.

"I miss uncle…" He cried out, perhaps getting a little bit tired of how colder the palace seemed to be towards him. A pair of footsteps suddenly approached him, Ace quickly stood up and patted away all the dirt from his clothes so it seemed like he didn't cry but his swollen eyes were a dead giveaway.

"Your Highness, I was looking for you."

"Oh, Rowen. It's you…" A dejected look took over his face, was he expecting his old butler to appear? He silently crushed his hopes as he raised a question for his new companion.

"Can I ask you a question…?"

"Of course."

"D-Do you think I can still be as amazing as my big brother?" A few seconds of silence passed by as Rowen crossed his arms.

"Forgive me for my bluntness. However, at this rate, you will never amount to what your brother will be in the future."

"E-Eh? But uncle said that—"

"Your 'uncle' was foolish, perhaps that was why he died." Rowen crouched down, his green irises staring right into Ace's eyes—there was something in his eyes that Ace couldn't put a finger on but one thing is for sure, he thought Rowen was scary during this very moment.

"What you need right now is power," Rowen pressed a finger against his lips. "And that's exactly what I can give you."

"Power? Don't I already have plenty of that, I'm a prince!"

"What you need," he pushed Ace back with his index finger, "is enough power to take the throne."

"But big brother is the only one who can take that!" Ace shouted, trying to overpower the nonsense he was hearing from his new butler.

"Heed my words and I can make it happen." Rowen's lips tugged up into a small smirk before delivering his final words.

"After all, you want to be as great as your brother, the first prince."

Ace felt confused. He clutched his chest as he thought about his words—he did want to be as great as his brother but he couldn't help but be a little wary of what Rowen might ask of him. Ace had to slap himself back to reality, there was no reason for him to think about this so seriously! There was no way he could take the throne for himself and why would he even want to do that…? Isn't he happy the way he is right now?

Ace stepped out from the garden with Rowen following him shortly behind. He stared at the castle building, the maids and butlers working about, and a few noble visitors roaming around.

That was when a little devil's voice started whispering in his ear.

Deuce Spade had been anything but happy upon growing up inside the Royal Palace. Being the sole crown prince of the Spade Kingdom, his life never consisted of flowers and rainbows contrary to what many think. If you asked young Deuce himself about his position, he would simply give you a blank stare before properly processing your question. Once he does, he’ll give you a half-hearted smile before answering with: “It’s a duty I must fulfill.”

He’d never been too fond of the fact that his life was already planned ahead of him the moment the royal palace discovered his existence in his mother’s womb. He would undergo proper education fitting for the crown prince, he would be assigned with tasks that were meant for the crown prince, and he would soon rise to the throne once his father was no longer able to rule.

Rather than inheriting the throne, he yearned for something else. Being the heir to the throne meant that there was almost nothing he couldn’t obtain but he found himself dumbfounded when his elders aggressively denied him of his desire for the first time.

His desire to become a knight.

Deuce was said to be excellent with the art of the sword, easily surpassing other kids his age. But that was not the reason why Deuce had the desire to become a knight.

One of the first things they taught Deuce was the fact that he was in a dangerous position and that there might be cases wherein other people might make an attempt on his life. He thought that it was ridiculous because, after all, who would dare try to kill the crown prince? It would be treason!

And because of that, he was too lax.

One night, the prince got kidnapped and threw the whole palace in an uproar. Little Deuce could barely open his eyes when he tried assessing his surroundings, his eyes were blurry and he couldn’t move a muscle as no voice came out from his mouth. He was beyond terrified, he thought he was going to die that night. He pleaded inside his head, begging someone to come and find him. But for days, he was yet to be found.

He thought that perhaps the Royal Palace had decided to give up on him as he lost hope himself, his eyes growing dull and duller. He had to endure the harsh treatment given to him during his abduction, the only thing keeping him sane was the single ray of hope that someone was going to rescue him.

Just as he felt as if the thread was about to snap, he saw a cloaked man barge into the place where he was held hostage with a sword in hand. Ruthlessly, he cut down the perpetrators without so much as a blink. Deuce could only stare at the scene unfolding in front of him weakly. ‘Am I… being saved?’

It took him every ounce of his strength to stay conscious. And even more when he forced himself to ask the mysterious cloaked man. He wasn’t wearing anything that could discern his homeland, Deuce couldn’t figure out where he came from. His face was covered by the hood of the cloak, he couldn’t see his features very well. Deuce was afraid that there would be no way of him figuring out his identity before he passes out, so he forced a voice out of his throat.

“Who… are you?” His voice was hoarse. The man stayed silent, sheathing his sword before walking closer to the prince and unlocking the rope binding his hands together. Deuce could slowly feel himself losing consciousness but just before he could pass out, the man finally answered his question.

“...A knight.” He muttered.

The next time Deuce opened his eyes, he was no longer in a dark place but instead, in an unfamiliar yet extravagant room. He could tell that it was not the palace in his kingdom, he felt himself panic once again as he remembered the past events. When he heard a knock on his door, Deuce flinched as he hesitantly told them to come in.

A small girl around Deuce’s age entered the room with a plushie in her arms. He told himself to calm down upon seeing her, reassuring himself that the probability of this girl doing the same thing as the ones who kidnapped him were very low.

“Are you feeling better now, Your Highness?” She asked, concern lacing her voice. Deuce clutched his arm.

“Better than before… at least. But before that, who are you?” It was only normal for Deuce to become extremely wary considering what he just went through. The young girl understood that and merely gave him a small grin.

She introduced herself as the first princess of the kingdom he was residing in. Deuce was shocked, it wasn’t his own kingdom that found him but another! Did that mean that all this time he was in a foreign country? Was that the reason why no one had found him for days? Countless questions were swirling inside his head.

The princess was the only one who was let into his room, seeing as how Deuce was more comfortable seeing someone around his own age rather than adults. She was as clumsy as she was kind, Deuce found himself being comforted by her even if most of their meetings consisted of him being gloomy.

A few days later, an envoy was sent to Deuce’s kingdom to inform them that he was safe in their palace. During that period of time, Deuce was cooped up inside his room—thinking about a lot of stuff and refused to come out for hours. When it was time for him to go, he visited the princess one last time.

“Is it possible for me to visit you in the future?” Gratitude? Attraction? Personal interest? The reason behind his words was blurred.

When he returned home, he almost gave the whole Royal Court a heart attack when he declared that he wanted to become a knight. Nobody could tell what Deuce was thinking after he was abducted, it was as if he turned into an entirely different person. But he was thoroughly denied of his desire to become a knight, in which he was highly disappointed in. But, somehow, he found a way to secretly train without anyone finding out.

Using the princess as the shield, he went in and out of your kingdom to train under the pretense of meeting her. But she was more than happy to assist him as they became partners in crime. Deuce couldn’t forget the mysterious knight that saved him and so he idolized him ever since, saying how he wanted to be someone who protected people.

“Princess!” He called out, waving his hand as he grinned at her. This was the start of their relationship with each other. Only time can tell if this was to end happily ever after or otherwise.

[yan-twst]

Can I get yandere Ace, Octanaville, Leona and Malleus reacting to the reader trying to return home to their world?

warnings: mentions of blood, violence, bullying, general yandere themes

ace trappola

what he hell? he'll immediately confront his darling the second they even express a vague desire to ask crowley how to return again. are they stupid? they have no magic! dumbass! how are they going to go back home, huh?

he'll turn very harsh and verbally violent towards his darling. his teasing becomes downright bullying to them. are they stupid, for real? not only are they so useless they can't use magic to save themselves, now they're gonna go trouble crowley?

his attitude is masking his genuine terror at the thought of his darling leaving. he knows he's being awful, and that his words are hurting them; but... what can he do?

it's not like he's been an amazing boyfriend- in fact he's been the worst ever, probably- who could convince his darling to stay with the power of "love". hell, his darling probably doesn't even love him by this point, just staying with him out of fear

he'll tear them down verbally. why so eager to go home, huh? would their family really want an useless person like them to return? he'll laugh when his darling mentione people could be missing them- hah! hilarious! no, he is the only one who loves them. he is the only one who would ever miss them if they went; so don't leave him, please

azul ashengrotto

at first he tries to keep himself composed. oh, so his darling is trying to go back home? ah, how silly, right? what a cute little angelfish, trying to make him mad

... and made they made him, so they better deal with the consquences. don't they remember the contract they signed with azul? he remembers very well an isn't scared to remember them: they're bound by contract to stay with him forever.

breaking the contract means punishment- after all, he can't really take his daling's unique magic if they don't have one! whatever his darling was hoping for, be it asking crowley for more help, looking in the library for clues, or asking one of the more powerful students won't happen, azul will make sure of it

his darling's voice- any ability to communicate and ask for help, their freedom, their soul: he'll crush them all, while crying and clinging to them, asking how they could ever think of leaving him.

he's devastated- how could his darling ever think of leaving? leaving to somewhere so far, where he couldn't get to them...? he'll make sure they can never leave his sight now- good luck even trying to ask someone for help

jade leech

now, now, he isn't mad, just dissapointed his darling thought they would even have a chance to beg crowley for help again

... a lie. he's incredibly dissapointed and unbelievably mad. what was the big idea, hm? running away from him and grovelling at the headmaster's feet to make him hurry up and send them home? jade seethes at the thought

punishment, punishment, punishment, as many times as he needs until it gets to his darling's head. he would preffer to avoid violence, but... well, if it takes some bruised and blood to make his darling understand how serious he is, so be it

he'll be merciless. why would his darling try to leave him? did they not like his gentlemanly, smooth side? well, good for them in that case, because he has no plans on being nice to them in a while. they earned it; if they hated him so much, they better appreciate this new dark side he'll show just to them

floyd leech

what is his shrimpy trying to doooo~? he'll sneak up on his darling when they thought it'd be safe to go to crowley's to finally force the old crow to send them back home. floyd will act innocent- wah, how did shrimpy escape his room? they never told him they were so skilled!

but the cheery demeanor dies immediately after when he pins them to the wall, eyes dark and asks what they were doing. come on, just say it- the more his darling delays, the angrier floyd will get. oops, too late, his hands are on their neck! he isn't trying to choke his darling to death- just scare them enough so they'll speak

trying to leave twisted wonderland...? trying to leave him...? my, isn't his shrimpy just one ungrateful bastard! he'll react by biting down hard where their neck meets their shoulder, hard- hard enough for his serrated teeth to pierce skin, maybe even muscle. his darling's scream is almost sweeter than them!

his darling better be ready for the worst nights and days of their life, because floyd will make sure his darling regrets even thinking of leaving. blood, bruises, isolation, insults, scratches- his darling will feel like they're on the verge of losing it every moment. by the end, floyd will stop- just when his darling keeps repeating they won't ever leave him like a mantra.

leona kingscholar

this is too annoying. truly? when did his darling get the stupid idea into their head he'd ever let them go home, huh?

he doesn't care what place his darling thinks their home used to be: they belong with him now. he'll scream at them to just forget about everyone else: they won't be going back to their world ever. he'll make sure of it

he'll grumble angrily about how annoying if is for his darling's friends and family to be in another world. if they were here in twisted wonderland, leona could just dispose of them and make sure his darling watched- just like how he'd gotten rid of any rivals or bastards who dared look at his darling

he's not too worried, though. he has absolute confidence his darling wouldn't even be able to leave the dorm door, even less get to the magic mirror- but that doesn't mean he isn't angry they want to try. do they not like a pampered easy life as a prince's lover, huh? would they like to be misserable and serve him instead? because he can do that easily.

malleus draconia

he'd been warned by lilia humans were fickle, odd creatures who wouldn't give up even in their deathbed- but he didn't expect his darling to be one of the stubborn ones. return home? if crowley doesn't know, and he- a powerful mage- doesn't either, they should just give up

he'll be sad and dissapointed. why would they want to leave him? can they not tell how much he loves them? do they think he's playing around? he wouldn't allow just anyone to sleep in his room, or touch him so casually- and in the same way, his darling shouldn't allow thoughts of other people to plague their mind.

he'll crush their hopes. hopes of escaping, of going back home- hell, of even seeing anyone other than him and his trusted men. perhaps he'd been to lenient: he wasn't careful enough and allowed his darling to get ridiculous ideas in their brain... not anymore. now, he'd make sure all his darling had was him, only him, until they had no choice but accept his love.

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《 TWST x Danganronpa AU Headcanons - Part 1 》

So, @melon-owl mentioned a post a bit ago about a TWST x Danganronpa AU, so I asked if I could do it. They said yes, so here we are! Starting with Heartslabyul!

Of course, for those who are planning to see/play Danganronpa or just haven't seen any of the franchise, small spoilers for the game/anime! Warning of death and ever so slight gore (since it's Danganronpa).

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《 Riddle Rosehearts - The Ultimate 'Queen' 》

I think his ultimate talent is pretty self explanatory.

-> I don't know how to explain it, so I hope you know what I mean!

When it comes to living or dying, he (sadly) ends up dying, Floyd being his accidential killer.

-> Riddle was getting tired of how Floyd was treating him, so he tried to kill him, but Floyd ending up choking Riddle in self defense.

-> Similar to Maizono and Leon in the first game.

If Riddle was to succeed in his killing, his death would be called "Off With The Queen's Head!". All of Heartslabyul and Riddle's family, which are all fake dummies, watch as Riddle is trapped in a guillotine and gets his head chopped off.

《 Trey Clover - The Ultimate Baker 》

Again, kinda self explanatory. Since he bakes for Riddle a lot, specifically his tarts, this was all I could really think of.

In terms of surviving or not, he survives. He was close to ending it all, but he knew Riddle wouldn't want that.

-> So, he tred forward and decided that once he got out of this hell hole, he would make a grave for Riddle and say goodbye to him properly.

If Trey was a killer, his death would be...something to say the least. Similar to Chiaki in the anime of Danganronpa.

-> It would be called "Broken Hope". He would get pushed around and hurt so bad to the point it's hard to move. Then, he would see an open door with Riddle and Chenya staring at him expectantly with a smile, beckoning him, and just as he walks to them...he's stabbed and killed.

《 Cater Diamond - The Ultimate Influencer 》

Cater is into social media and the sort, so I feel like this makes the most sense as I write this.

In terms of living or dying, Cater lives! Due to his Unique Magic, people found it too difficult to even try to kill him.

Riddle's death was hard for Cater too, so he tried to comfort Trey to the best of his abilities.

Now, if Cater was a killer, his death would be called "Blinded By Fame".

-> He would be tied up so he couldn't move before being blinded by the bright flash of phone cameras. Once he couldn't see, he was stabbed multiple times, eventually falling limp in his chair.

《 Ace Trappola - The Ultimate Deceit 》

Ace's ultimate talent is a play of how in the prologue, he acted all nice, only to be this sadistic guy who's kinda meme-y(?).

-> Idk what I'm even writing now, I just hope you understand what I'm trying to say.

Ace survives! He's may not be the smartest tool in the shed, but he's not so dumb to the point he'd die.

-> I like to imagine that Ace almost died near the beginning of the game because he insulted Grim, which is against the rules.

If Ace was a killer, his death would be called "Ace of Hearts".

-> Ace is tied to a dart board. Darts are being thrown at him, but they're missing the bullseye, the bullseye being Ace's heart. Finally, it ends with a dart much bigger than the others piercing his heart.

《 Deuce Spade - The Ultimate 'Delinquent' 》

Of course, with Deuce's backstory, this was an easy one to decide on.

-> He's obviously not a delinquent anymore, but people still tend to avoid him since they don't know that.

Deuce lives! People who didn't know him like Ace and Yuu didn't want to go after him due to his ultimate.

If Deuce was a culprit, his execution would be called "Depressed Delinquent".

-> Everyone he loves, Ace, Yuu, Jack, and his mother, are looking at him with disappointment. They say all these things they don't like about him, how much they hate him and say how he should just be gone. Eventually, a rope ties around his neck and he dies trying to fight it.