#she said vil looks like he bites and i said yes

[jangmi-latte]

honestly, that's so embarrassing but i remembered that i did the same thing but with another character

"why are you giggling?" how do i tell them it's because of a 2d character 💀

i just tell them at least it ain't about real people VWIRJKADHJAHW my fam's completely fine with me going nuts about 2D men as long as i keep my education in check 😭😭😭😭😭 atp even if it's embarrassing they're not surprised anymore

they're more surprised if i mention i have a crush on a REAL man 💀

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

The triplets kittens snuck in to NRC to see their big sister figure Crewle daughter, and seeing her they all are happy and admire her alot, and she adore them as if they are their siblings

What's more that childhood friends knows if you're close when they called you big brother

Vil, Leona, Azul, Jade, Floyd, and Deuce be when the kitties calling them big brother and quietly said " can you marry big sis (yn)?? We think you'll be a good mate/husband for them "

The Kittens | Crewel Daughter Reader

The kittens would rather infiltrate the princess academy because that is where you usually are

And when they do they’re pampered beyond compare

So its entirely different when they end up in NRC

Now the thing with NRC is that the school is on a private island

That takes a lot to travel to anyway 

So the only way they’ll end up there is through nefarious means

Beating up and apprehending their kidnapper

They don’t know what to do but they recognize their beloved godfather

“Ah my little kittens, what are you doing here?”

Appalled by their journey 

he takes good care of them and eventually the beast children meet your obsessive suitors:

Vil Schoenheit 

“So Miwster Vil?”

“Yes, young Marie?”

“Awr you taken by anyone?”

“You mean…romantically? Well, you know me and (Y/n) have been together since the beginning.”

“Ooooh so you’ll marry godsiwster one day?” 

“Hehehe, yes.”

He knows he’s destined to be with you

He’s just happy your godsiblings can recognize him as your lover already

He treats them well despite Toulese and Berlioz puffing their chests at him 

Whipping children into beautiful shape is his expertise

Naturally, when Duchess is finally able to pick them up she recognizes him 

“Oh thank you, Vil! Their hair! And their dress! They look divine! But even in your youth, you were such a proper gentleman!”

“Why thank you, Duchess. Your praise is an honor.”

He expects this will carry over when Duchess and Marie talk next

Leona Kingscholar

“Hey! Big Bwother!”

“Ugh what?!” 

“Are you gonna marry (Y/n)!?!?”

“What?”

“Big sis! Are you gonna be her mate fwor life?”

“...Yeah, if anyone tells you different bite them for me.”

“Yes th-thwir!”

Toulouse the little orange cat boy is set on following the strong lion around

Similar to Cheka in that he endlessly follows Leona around

But his energy is more like Jack in that he admires the dorm leader’s strength and coolness

He doesn’t immediately push him away because he’s so familiar with you

He knows this kid will be singing his praises to you when he finally meets back up with you

“Y-your highness!? I apologize for any trouble my son might have given you!”

“It’s fine. The little tiger is definitely going places.”

“I’m so grateful! Thank you, your highness.”

Yeah, he better deliver

Maybe putting the wall of you visiting if the little tike ever wants to see him again

Azul Ashengrotto

“You’re vewy smart big browther!”

“Why thank you!”

“Will you marry big sis (Y/n)?”

“E-excuse me?”

Berlioz takes to his side right away

Proudly wearing his tie as he cutely escorts guests around

His glasses fog up in heat as he imagines what your kid would be like

Not only will this kid give him rapor with you 

The Duchess is a renowned noble in the Shaftlands

A wonderful investor and corroborator for any romantic ventures

“It was an honor tending to your child, he was a pleasure.”

“Well, that certainly puts me at ease. You’re such a bright young man it's hard to believe your so young. Your maturity reminds me of (Y/n) do you know her.”

“Oh I do. More than you’d believe”

Jade Leech 

“Well here you are little lady.”

“Why thank you Jade! You truly are quite the gentleman. Big Sis (Y/n) would looove you.”

“Oh would she?”

“Mmmhmm I’ll tell her about you when I get home. But! You have to let me be the flower girl at your wedding, okay?”

“Yes, m’lady.”

He’s got his gentleman butler+ act on lock 

Perfect for catering to Marie’s little lady personality

And like a little noble lady she makes promises and is bound to gossip

Which seems to be in favor of Jade 

Who smiles as he recognizes the behaviors that she’s copied 

From you of course

“Duchess your daughter was a lovely guest.”

“I can’t help but thank you for taking care of her.”

“And I humbly accept.”

Floyd Leech

“Oi oi where ya going so fast?”

“I’m running because I know I need to train to be the fastest tiger ever!”

“Ah? Then let me help you!”

“Wow! You're so fast and strong! I’d say you're a perfwect mwate for Big Sis (Y/n).”

“Yeah I think so too.”

He enjoys the seemingly endless energy of Toulouse 

He only runs faster because he’s pumped just thinking about you in the future

Sitting back while he runs with your little one

It's just a matter of time

“Thank you, Floyd. Toulouse is tired out but it seems he had fun.”

“Yeah we did! He was a blast!”

He thinks fondly of him but doesn’t expect much until you thank him later

Deuce Spade

“Ya ever think about marryin’ Big Sis (Y/n)?”

“W-what?! What are y–”

“I think you should. I'd like to have more fun with you!”

He doesn’t connect that Berloiz and you are related in any way

Until the little cat boy flicks his ears as Deuce offhandedly swoons as he talks about you

When he does he gets flustered 

Before getting laughed at and going back to playing with him

He bows deeply to Duchess when she returns

“T-thank you for being there for (Y/n)! Consider this a small thank you for that!”

“Oh? Such vigor for a young man. Well, I am grateful you watched over my little gent. I’m sure (Y/n) would be pleased as well.”

“R-really?!” 

He can’t help blushing aggressively at your name

He hopes the duchess doesn’t laugh at him when she tells you

[twistedwonderlandshenanigans]

Petty Shit Viz Has Done to the TWST Cast

She's not normally petty, and it takes her a while to feel comfortable enough to 'play around' this way

Rearranged the tea cupboard in Heartslaybul and Riddle couldn't decide whether he should be mad or not bc there are very loose rules regarding the storage of tea but. she colour coded it so now he gets to have a dilemma over it (bc he got after her for a rule she thought was ridiculous)

swapped salt with sugar because she asked Trey if he tastes his baking as he goes and he said basically 'everything's muscle memory at this point, I know what I'm doing, I leave taste testing to people who happen to pop into the kitchen'

made ice cubes from boiled hot dog water so when Cater came over he put it in his iced latte (he likely took something of hers without asking, probably something innocent enough it didn't really warrant that reaction but she's gotta be a shit sometimes)

Deuce would have no petty crimes committed against him. He is Baby.

She took a seam ripper to Ace's dorm uniform so at the next Unbirthday party he'd get in trouble (this is just retribution at this point)(yes she will fix it for him)

Leona is her favourite person to get petty with tbh bc shes willing to go to lengths with him she won't do with anyone else. (and he puts up with her more than anyone else, lowkey, in my brain it's like. you know when adult lions pretend to be hurt by lion cubs "attacking" them to gain confidence in their hunting skills? He's doing the same thing but in letting her explore Fun and what safe boundaries look like). ANYWAYS he told her she couldn't ever pull something on him he didn't see coming so she made him play sniper chess without explaining the rules first.

I honestly think Ruggie is safe??

If Jack ever stays over and desheds his tail in the bathroom without cleaning up properly, she won't let him back into ramshackle unless he puts a plastic bag over his tail

When she's mildly upset with Azul, (who she works for), she and Floyd only speak pig latin to each other. Jade understands but refuses to speak it. Azul doesn't get it whatsoever and it drives him nuts. When he finally gets it, the two end up switching to "egg".

She doesn't do petty shit with the tweels. It's either they're on great terms or they're not, there's no in between. She has a generally playful relationship with Floyd, and she and Jade are gossips + both enjoy mycology

Kalim is exempt simply because they don't interact enough to really warrant a petty reaction, though she does get snippy during chapter 4

Her and Jamil on the other hand, their entire relationship is petty personified, but it's mostly through words not action. (Exes, but they've never dated.)

She took all the cutlery from Pomefiore when Epel told her Vil was serving bite sized meals anyways so she figured they could all just eat with their hands

She has a lot of Impulsive Thoughts regarding Rook, but she wouldn't act on most of them. (they don't interact much)

Idk what caused it, what made her do it, I just know she took all of Epel's lightbulbs at one point. Didn't even leave him one to which kind he needed to replace them. (Vil knew she was gonna pull this shit and thought it was funny)

She won't mess with the Shrouds, Idia and her don't interact until like chapter 6 and uh. shits awkward between them. and Ortho is baby.

She isn't close enough with anyone in Diasomnia to feel it's appropriate to be petty, though she might get there eventually

[sister-lucifer]

The Heat Of The Moment 

Leona, Trey, and Vil* x Male Reader (Separately) 

Genre: some smut, some crack 

Summary: He says something stupid during the heat of the moment, so stupid you burst into laughter. How does he react?

Content/Warnings: NSFW, probably second hand embarrassment 

Requested by: @fungifanart 

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*To avoid any confusion, in my headcanon Vil is AFAB and uses he/she pronouns 

Leona 

Countless curses spilled from his mouth as he pounded into you, making the bed rock and the headboard slam against the wall each time he thrusted into you. 

“Leona, Leona—! Oh god—!” You cried out, arms thrown around his neck. He gave a hard squeeze to your thigh, both hands gripping the soft flesh as he pushed your knees against your chest. 

“You like that, little herbivore? Huh?!” Leona growled into your ear, his voice delightfully raspy. 

“Yes, yes! More!” 

Your nails dug deep into his back, leaving angry, stinging marks that would remind him of you in the morning. 

“Fuck! This sweet boy cunt belongs to me, you got that? All mine—!” 

“All yours, all yours!” You echoed, back arching off the bed as his cock slammed deep inside of you, hitting all the right spots. 

“S-So tight, ah—! So tight, I’m surprised you haven’t pulled my dick clean off, fuck…”

“…What?” 

Leona looked up at you, confused. Then you started giggling. 

“P…Pull your dick off?” You asked in a laugh. 

Leona’s thrusts began to slow. “W-Well, I—“

“Haha! I-I’m sorry Leona but that’s…so dumb—“ 

“Hey! It was not!” Leona’s hips stilled completely as he glared down at you. He was definitely a bit embarrassed, but he was mostly annoyed at you for the interruption.

“I can’t, I can’t, hahah! C’mon Leo, you can do better than that!”

He was seething. This was the worst time for you to be laughing at him. 

“Stop laughing, you stupid herbivore. You’ve ruined everything.”

“Sorry, sorry!” You replied, laughs slowly fizzling out. You patted his cheek playfully, and he snapped at your fingers in defiance. 

“Hey, no biting! You’re the one who said it.”

“You’re the one who laughed, idiot.” 

“Ok, ok, I’m sorry, for real,” You assured him as you pulled him down to kiss his forehead. “Do you want to keep going?”

“Of course. But this time—“ 

Suddenly his hand was around your neck, silencing you in a split second.

“—I don’t want you saying a word.”

Trey 

One of your hands gripped onto the headboard for dear life, the other was clawing into the sheets desperately.

“Trey—! Trey, faster! Ah—!”

Trey was jackhammering into you from behind, leaning over to whisper vulgarities into your ear. 

“Faster? I’m giving you all I’ve got and you want more? My, I had no idea you were so needy for me.”

“I am, I-I am! I need you, please—!” 

Trey was more than generous to you, his bruising grip on you unwavering as he slammed into you with enough force to make the bed rock with each movement. 

He licked a long stripe up your neck, making you shudder beneath him. 

“Mmm, you taste so sweet,” He muttered into your neck, “I could just eat you up, like my own little strawberry tart.”

“You…your what?” You replied through a breathy chuckle.

“My…strawberry tart?” Upon saying it again, he realized that it was certainly not his best work in the pet names department.

You couldn’t help but giggle, and your amusement soon became contagious. Trey’s small snickering soon bloomed into full on laughter. 

“Ok, I admit it, that was dumb.”

“Haha, it’s okay, Trey. It was dumb, but in a cute way.” You punctuated your sentence with a tender kiss to his cheek. 

“Aw, thank you, love, but I still feel bad. How about I make it up to you with a few more rounds, hm?” 

Vil 

“Vil, please go faster, please!” You pleaded, your cock twitching deep inside of him as he bounced in your lap. Your hands rested on her hips but did not push, knowing it would certainly lead to a scolding.

“Why should I, hm? I’m in charge here, I’ll decide how fast I go.” She hissed back. He braced himself against you with two hands on your chest, occasionally toying with your nipples. 

“Please, please…” You chanted under your breath. One hand came up to tangle itself in Vil’s hair, pulling her into a kiss. You moaned against her lips, desperate for more. 

“Oh sweetheart, fuck— I love this sweet cock. Nothing else could ever fill me this good—“ The filthy praise falling from his mouth sent shivers up your spine. 

“Fuuuck,” He drawled, “I need your cum, fuck— I want you to cum so deep in me it’ll leak out of my mouth—“ 

“…Huh?” 

Vil eyes shot up to look at you. Your head was tilting slightly in confusion, your mouth curled into a lopsided half smile. 

“Vil, that’s totally gross, what?” You laughed, unable to stop yourself. 

Suddenly Vil’s face felt hot. Why were you laughing?! Just a second ago you were pleading for her cunt, how dare you act like this!

“Hey! Don’t laugh at me, you disrespectful little twerp!” 

“I-I can’t help it, I’m sorry!” 

By now Vil’s bouncing had completely halted, and she was glaring poison daggers up at you. 

“Really, I am! I-I’ll stop, I promise!”

Vil only scowled in response. This was the worst possible time for his pride to take a hit. She crossed her arms as she waited for you to collect yourself, and eventually you quieted down.

“Done now?”

You nodded.

“Good.” 

Then Vil’s hand was tangled in your hair, yanking on it hard and forcing your head back with a yelp.

“Because now I’m going to ride you until I feel better, and something tells me we’re going to be here for a while.” 

[twstfanblog]

!*~Valentine's Times~*! pt 4

A/N: This is all crack and just little things that popped into my head while making this fic that I couldn't find a place to put. Have fun! Word Count: 2.6K Warnings: She/They Pronoun OC, Swearing, Mild Spicy at the end, Word Vomit Crack Ideas Pairings: Poly Yuu/Azul/Jamil/Malleus, Riddle/Floyd, Jade/Trey, Ruggie/Leona, Epel/Deuce/Jack/Ace/Sebek, Sebek/Silver, Cater/Idia, Rook/Vil

L (Here). O (Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, Octavinelle). V (Scarabia, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, Diasomnia). E (Here)

E is even more than anyone that you adore...

Sam huffs, looking down at Grim as the dire beast struggled to drag his multiple bags of treats out of his store, “...You know for an extra fee-”

“NO! I DON'T NEED IT!”

“Alright then…” Sam grabs his own bag of chocolate, snapping a bones in half with his teeth. Sure watching Grim was slow and kinda sad, but it was a form of entertainment.

Deuce entered the Heartslabyul kitchen, smiling as he saw Trey standing in front of the ovens, “Ah! Clover-Senpai you aren't busy. Yuu's here and they said they have something for us.”

Trey remained silence, eyes unblinking as they watched the numerous cakes in the oven.

“...” Deuce’s eyes glance at the ovens before turning back to Trey, “Clover-Senpai?” At Trey's continued silence Deuce grows worried. After a few more moments of silence he snaps his fingers in front of Trey’s face, nearly jumping out of his skin as Trey suddenly breathes in.

Trey blinks rapidly, looking around the room, “Huh? What? Deuce?...What did you need?”

“Were you asleep!?”

“No…ok, I was resting my eyes. But, I have a timer set.”

“Senpai, your eyes were open…”

Riddle knelt below a second story window of Heartslabyul, fiddling with a tube at his feet.

Trey walked from the side, “Ah, there you are. The party is starting. Do you want to greet the other students?”

Looking up, Riddle sighed at seeing the number of bite marks littering Trey’s arms and neck, “I see you gifted Jade his chocolate.”

“He was…excited. Are you going to be giving Floyd his chocolate?”

“Was just about to.” Riddle smiles, holding up the tube to reveal it was a tshirt cannon with his bag of chocolate as the ammo.

“...Riddle, just give Floyd the chocolate.”

Riddle lines up his shot, aiming directly at Floyd's head where he stood pouting beside his brother teasingly holding his own treats, “This is the only safe way…”

Rook smiles at Vil's bag of chocolate, “I wasn't aware mon vieille amor could tie such intricate knots! Truly beautiful.”

Vil hums from his vanity, toying with having his hair up or down, “Oh…no. Tulip did the bows apparently…”

“...” Rook racked his mind, but the name wasn't finding a face, “Tulip?”

“You don't remember Tulip?” Vil looked questioningly at Rook through the mirror, “Do you recall our first ‘date'?”

“Oui! We went for a lovely walk through the Pomefiore woods at sunset….”

“And you remember what happened on said date?”

Rook sighed, placing his cheek in his palm as he remembered that faithful walk, “Oui… a bird flew out from the bush and in its panic attacked you. A thousand apologies that I could not protect you back then mon roi…”

“You've long been forgiven Rook. But yes…‘A bird’ flew into my face and basically assaulted me while also managing to rip off a noticeable length of my uniform.” 

“So, how does this Tulip fit into this?”

“Tulip was the ‘bird’…”

Jade made sure to keep his palm open, though he so deeply wanted to clench his fist around the forage fairy. A desperate voice in his head (that sounded oddly similar to Trey Clover) screamed that forage fairies did not like being gripped. But, he wanted to know what the fairy would do if he did…no…he had riddles to solve.

Riddles that were quickly sidetracked by Jade showing the fairy his assortment of terrariums, the fairy excitedly pointing at the mushrooms. But soon, Jade remembered the promised location of the unseen mushrooms. Franklin looked at him with a wide eyed stare, only to gestured to his phone.

Jade gave the device to the small fairy. Clearly the fairy was going to use a text program to write out the riddles since they weren't able to communicate verbally. But, looking at his phone from the corner of his eyes he had to fight back the urge to cackle. Franklin was using his phone to google ‘Riddles for Children’.

Malleus beamed from his place at the table. He had no idea why Jamil was scolding Azul, but he was content with his grouping of lovers.

Azul clears his throat, finally verbally lashed into submission, “Any how. Yuu, we have your gifts.”

“Bout time.”

“Stop being rude.” Jamil hands Yuu a wrapped present. Watching them open it with a nervous eye.

Yuu opens the gift to be delighted. A set of bangles, each molded to resemble snakes whined into a loose loop, “I love them!” They slip the bangles on, instantly shaking their wrist around to hear them jingle, “Now you can hear me coming.”

Azul mutters under his breath, “Thank the Seven…anyhow here's my gift.”

Massive teardrop pearl earrings dangling from seashell themed clasps. Yuu hums, holding them closer to look at every detail, “I need an outfit to go with these earrings you know~.”

“Yes, yes. I'm aware.” Azul smiles, looking to the side, “I've already selected a few outfits.”

Jamil raises an eyebrow, clicking his tongue when Azul only teasingly smiles at him.

Malleus smiles, proudly presenting his gift to Yuu. Waiting patiently as they opened it. 

“...Malleus, I love you so much, but I can't wear this.”

“Why not?” Malleus pouted, eyebrows furrowing in both confusion and discontent.

Yuu reaches into the box, pulling out an ornate tiara themed after the dark fae covered in glittering gems, “Malleus, the person I will become if I put this on my head is an actual danger to the well being of people around us.”

Azul leaned over the table, eyes wide as he drank in every gem on the crown. Jamil hiss whispered to Malleus, “We agreed on simple jewelry.”

“It is. This is one of my grandmother's less formal tiaras.”

Idia and Cater sat in a hidden corner of the maze, a few turns away from the main party. They sat in silence, each with an arm entwined as they tapped away at their phones. Cater hums, holding his phone to catch Idia’s attention.

“Look babe. An artist I follow did a Valentine's pic of that character you like.”

Idia’s eyes widen, a smile pulling across his face, “Ah…send me the link. I have to save that pic. It's so hard to find people who can draw his hair right…”

Cater chuckles and sends the link, “Well his hair is literally just water, it kind of leaves it open to how ever you draw water…”

“Ok, but it's literally-”

They both jump at the sound of loud, cackling laughter and the sound of snapping branches. Cater untensing first as he recognized the sound of his housewarden demanding Floyd cease his actions, “Guess Floyd finally caught Riddle…”

“Idk how you deal with this level of wild every day. I would have crumbled from the constant social crits…”

From their tucked away corner, the two could see a smug looking Floyd sporting a black eye walking through the maze. A ruffled and leaf covered Riddle slung over his shoulder like a prized hunt.

Cater sighs, leaning to rest his head against Idia’s shoulder and intertwine their hands together; pretending to not notice his boyfriend’s hair turning a bright shade of pink, “You get used to it.”

Maleficia stared into the box. A Valentine's gift from the human child her grandson had fallen for. Odd, yet not fully unwelcomed. No matter what the council said, this could only be seen as a sign of goodwill and hope for a strong familiar bond in their future.

So she put on the gaudily colored ring, its stone massive yet illy cut. The girl was poor, it was most likely the best she could afford and Maleficia will praise her efforts. But the ring also gave off a sugary fruit smell, one that (shamefully) urged her to bring the ring to her mouth and lick it.

She exclaims in surprise, turning to one of the maids beside her. With a smile she lifts her hand, showing the servant the brightly red gemmed ring on her finger, “It tastes of candied cherries.”

Jamil buried his face in his hands, “You sent the reigning queen of Briar Valley a Ring Pop.”

“A cherry Ring Pop. Because she's worth it.” Yuu turns to Malleus, the fae clearly delighted by the very idea of his grandmother being gifted children's candy, “I thought blue raspberry, but that might have been too wild for her.”

“Blue raspberries in the valley are poisonous. So, yes, that would have been a bad idea.

Azul pushes up his glasses, “Well now I want to know what you sent my mother…”

“A bunch of those octo truffles I made you. Plus a note stating that was how many grandkids we were gonna make.”

Azul spurts, barely catching Malleus’s approving hum and Jamil’s small nod, “Yuu!”

“What? I know what that woman wants to hear. It's literally why she tried to trick you into proposing already.”

Jamil rolls his eyes, “What did you send my family?”

“Oh I sent Najma and your dad some really high end chocolates Kalim recommended. Your mom got a delightful edible arrangement of chocolate dipped persimmons.”

“...” Jamil squinted his eyes, frown deepening at Yuu, “My mom hates persimmons…”

Yuu nods, “ I know. But she doesn't know I know that.”

“Stop engaging in psychological warfare with my mother…”

“No. It's how we bond”

“Father, please.”

Lilia pouted, almost fully folding his face in half, “Another year…another trip around the sun…another season with no love from my precious boy…”

Silver sighs, looking to the side, “Father those cards weren’t even good.”

“I miss when you were a baby…”

Kalim appeared at their table, “Lilia! I have a gift for you!” He produced a glitter filled piece of construction paper, “Since you said you missed getting them, I made you a homemade Valentine!”

“...” Lilia fanned his face, crocodile tears appearing in the corner of his eyes, “Oh Kalim…you persona of the sun…You’ve eased my heart…”

Silver leans over to whisper, “Truly, thank you for this. He was becoming insufferable.”

“You’re welcome?”

“I see the Leech got you.”

Riddle scowled up at Leona, his hair a mess and leaves scattered in his hair, “He tackled me into a bush…”

“Maybe little guys like you shouldn’t be fucking such big predators?”

“I don’t think size is the problem.” Riddle smirked up at Leona’s questioning glare.

“The hell does that mean?”

“I’ve just noticed that Bucchi has gold dust on his hands.”

“And?”

“Oh, so you are unaware of the gold hand prints on the seat of your pants.”

“...”

Rook tilted his head, staring as Vil glared at a single chocolate crown, “Mon roi? Is there a problem with your chocolates?”

“I know Yuu…something is wrong with these though I don’t know how much they’ve messed with them…” Vil hummed under his breath before smiling. He waves Epel over, ignoring the lavender haired boy groaning and leaving his table.

“What?”

Vil hands Epel the crown in his hand, “Happy Valentine’s Day. Have fun with your boys.”

Epel raises an eyebrow, but smiles and moves to toss the whole chocolate into his mouth, “Don’t gotta tell me twice…” He only chews for a few moments before his face sours and he starts to hack and spit the chocolate out, “Why is this filled with mayo!?”

Vil smirks at Rook, “And that’s how you out smart a trickster…” He puts another crown into his mouth, scowling and instantly spiting it out into a napkin when he bites into another mayo filled chocolate.

Rook smiles, batting his eyelashes, “I’ve learned so much.”

Yuu looked at their boyfriends, “What are you guys doing later tonight? I would have thought you’d be trying to convince me to do a private dinner with you.”

Jamil raised an eyebrow, “Didn’t you tell us, and I quote, ‘I love you guys, but leave me the fuck alone after the Valentine’s day party’?”

“Well I still thought you’d try to convince me.”

Azul pushes up his glasses, a small smile on his face as his pride pushed through, “We’re all having a private dinner at the lounge.”

“...” Yuu beams, hands slapping against the table, “Are you guys going on a date? Without me!?”

Malleus laughs, bringing a hand to his mouth, “You sound so excited…”

“I am!” They giggle, cupping their cheeks, “Aw~ My boyfriends are going on a date with each other!”

Jamil shook his head, “If the me of a year could see me now, I would not believe this was how my life would end up…”

Azul smiles, placing a hand over Jamil’s, “Our lives.”

“Azul, I could end both of us, right here, right now.”

Epel chugged his drink, trying to erase the taste of mayo.

Deuce raised an eyebrow to Sebek, “Are you going to sit with us the whole party? I know you and Silver are together, too.”

Sebek nodded, one hand holding onto Jack’s hand, “There’s no need to worry. Silver and I made out for an hour and cuddled before we left for the party.”

Ace tilted his head, offering Epel a chocolate from their shared pile of gifted treats, “The fact you and Silver have your relationship down to a schedule is so…weird…”

“How is it weird? I have my time between you four and Silver perfectly balanced. I’m able have plenty of dates with you all and a majority of my Diasomnia hours are spent with Silver. Healthy balance.”

Epel finished his drink, grabbing the chocolate and chewing with his mouth open, “Sebek, honestly, the fact you’re managing to fuck and have a relationship with five people while also having good grades? You’re a fucking god.”

Ace clicks his tongue, “What like we’re not doing the same thing?”

Jack speaks up, “Aren’t you failing english?”

Ortho sat at a table, eyes creased in joy as his brother and Cater returned from their ‘social recharge’. The First Year crew had each giving his a kiss on his forehead or cheek. Giving him a new total of  ten kisses counting both Kalim and Lilia’s added kisses. Looking around the party, ortho quickly floated to Rook and Vil, “Vil Schoenheit! May I request something of you?”

Vil blinked, “Of course Ortho. What did you need?”

“May I please have a Valentine’s day kiss? I am hoping to collect one from all of my loved ones on campus.”

Rook gasps, smiling as he held his hands up, “How bold! May I gift you a kiss Monsieur Wonder?”

“We are not that close.”

Both Rook and Vil stifled their laughs, “Fair.”

Vil smiles, tucking his hair back as he leaned over and pressed a kiss to the center of Ortho’s forehead, leaving behind a plum colored kiss mark, “There you are. One kiss of affection.”

“Thank you! I will leave you both to your date!”

Vil waved, “I’ll see you at the club meeting this weekend.”

The party lasted longer than Yuu had expected it to. But soon everyone had vacated the Heartslabyul garden and gone on to finish or start their own private Valentine’s Day plans. Yuu returned home, smiling at seeing Grim passed out on the lounge couch surrounded by a pile of opened and half eaten snacks. They took the time to make sure he was cozily wrapped in a blanket (and not in danger of dying in his sleep via throwing up and choking on the atomic amount of junk food) before going to their bedroom.

Just as Sam had stated their package was on their bed, a plain brown box with no indication of where or what it was. Yuu smiled, opening it and seeing the plethora of sex toys they had carefully picked and purchased, “Self-love is true love…”

Two in love can make it. Take my heart and please don't break it. Cause L.O.V.E. was made for me and you~

[viilpstick]

*poses* hey. Hi. They made me go insane so I wrote this at lighting speed. It's uh. Very long I fear.

Anyways this is the supposedly 5+1 fic I was talking about, this was supposed to be a "5 times Jamil rejected Damali, and the one time he didn't" but low-key idk anymore it just turned into it's own thing lol

I wrote the ending like 3 times anyway enjoy I was insane writing this 😍

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1. the so called study date

“Hey, Jamil.” Damali called, her head resting on her hands, eyes unfocused and a small smirk on her eyes. He stopped writing for a moment to look at his dorm mate in curiosity.

“Yes?”

“Not that I'm complaining, but next time you ask me on a date, please be sure to not bring Kalim with us.” Her eyes smiled alongside her lips and Jamil lifted an eyebrow in confusion, glancing at the sleeping Kalim beside him. 

You see, Jamil knew who Damali was, the daughter of the caretakers of the Asim’s treasure, trained to protect their riches and fight if necessary. However, he never knew more than that, only seeing her around the Asim residence and never actually speaking to her. Now that they were not only in the same school, but in the same dorm, and she was tasked to take care of Kalim’s treasures, the three of them spent an incredible amount of time together. 

“Damali, I'm not quite sure you understand.” He sighed, going back to his homework. “This is a study group to help Kalim. You offered help, that's why I let you stay.”

“Aw, you wound me, Jamil! Calling our study date a simple study group…” she faked a pout and Jamil’s eyebrow twitched. Was she dumb? What the heck was she talking about?

“I never asked you on a date. Stop fooling around.” He frowned, annoyed, and he woke up Kalim so he wouldn't have to listen to Damali speak, knowing for sure she wouldn't dare try to flirt when Kalim was awake.

The white haired boy yawned, apologizing right after for falling asleep. Damali smiled and shook her head, saying there was no need to worry. 

Jamil glanced at Damali, who was back at reading her book, her hand gently moving to read the words on the paper. Her fake smile never wavering. Weirdo.

He would try to avoid her from now on, not wanting to deal with her advances.

2- the poison testing 

Jamil stared at the food delivered for Kalim for a long period of time. It smelled incredibly good, it also looked extremely tasty, but there was a problem: it was a gift by a distant family member, obviously not made by Jamil himself.

There could be poison.

Jamil sighed, grabbing a spoon as he realized he had to taste test it. You know, he doesn't like his job in general, but moments like this really made him despise it.

Before he could grab a bite of the food, he heard footsteps, and looking behind him he saw Damali, walking with her walking stick around the kitchen, but basically going to the fridge by muscle memory.

Maybe if he stayed quiet, she wouldn't realize he–

“Good afternoon, Jamil.”

Dang it.

“Good afternoon.” He simply said, trying to hold back a groan. He was trying to avoid her, but now she was right here, and he couldn't walk away at the moment. 

She poured a glass of water for herself, taking a sip of it, making her golden beetle bracelet obvious. Jamil shivered. He didn't understand why she walked around with those, but whatever fits her boat, he guessed…

“What's that? It doesn't smell like your food.” Jamil tilted his head. His food had a specific smell to her? He wondered if he should feel honored or slightly concerned. 

“A distant relative of Kalim’s sent us food for a banquet. I need to taste test it in case there's poison.” 

Damali’s eyes widened and her lips formed into a smile, suddenly, she walked towards the sound of Jamil’s voice, stopping the moment she felt her stick lightly poke his feet. 

“Can I do it?” Jamil blinked. What? Why? And why did she look so… excited?

“There's no need. If something must happen to anyone it should be–”

“You don't understand, I’m the best at poison making, right up there with Vil Schoenheit.” Damali confidently explained, her eyes shining in the process. “I can also taste specific kinds of poison, and I'm relatively resistant to it as well! I’m the perfect taste tester for you!”

“You… can taste poison?” He asked, as if he didn't believe it. The girl simply nodded, extending her hand. 

“Now, will you let me? I’d lov–” she interrupted herself, Jamil caught onto the way she faked her serious expression. “I’d be honored to taste test for Kalim.”

He stared at her for a moment, before taking a bit of the food with a spoon and putting it in her hand gently, feeling how soft her hand was against his, he noticed a few callouses, but didn't comment on them. Her hands were small. 

“If you insist.” Better her than him, he thought. 

Damali slowly brought the food to her mouth, slowly tasting it. She seemed fine, but he guessed he should wait a bit, poisons didn't work as fast as to–

She spit out the food in the sink.

“What th–”

“There was poison in it.” Damali said, a creepy smile on her face as she giggled, wiping her mouth. “Man, I don't know what that was exactly, but it was certainly poison! Had a slight bitterness to it too… I wonder what it was…”

Damali put her hand on her chin as Jamil stared at her in concern. She felt his eyes on her and the girl completely changed her demeanor, smirking at the guy seductively, trying to hide what she just did.

“What? Are you worried about me, dear?”

“Gross.”

Damali giggled, covering her mouth with her hand. “You're cute. There's no need to worry about me, I’m fine. Now if you excuse me." she began walking towards the door, leaving the boy behind, extremely confused by her antics.

What.

3. the (ghost) bug buster 

Damali heard a knock on her door, she frowned still in bed, not believing someone was trying to talk to her at such an hour. She slowly got off bed, groaning in annoyance, and as she opened the door, the familiar scent of spices and flowers invaded her nose.

“I need your help.” Jamil said, uneasy as he hugged himself anxiously. Damali tilted her head with a smile and pretended to hide her body.

“Sir, we're not even together… I don't think I'm ready to move on to the next step yet.” She joked and Jamil clicked his tongue, grabbing her hand and dragging her somewhere. “Alright, ok! What is it then–”

“Catch that bug!” Jamil pushed her inside a room, and by the smell she guessed it was his. Damali sighed, standing there without doing anything. “What? Aren't you a lover of bugs or something? Go catch it, I can't sleep with that monstrosity near me!”

“Dear, I would love to catch it for you, but I'm afraid you forgot a very important factor.” The tan girl pointed at her eyes and Jamil made a noise of displeasure, clearly forgetting that important detail. 

“A-alright… walk straight very calmly… I think it's a beetle… it's not that far away and it's not walking.” the guy tried to sound calm as he instructed her around his room, hiding behind his door. “Careful with the table to your right.”

“A beetle huh… how big is it?” She asked as she did as she was told, crouching down and using her hands to try and find the bug.

“It's very big, like this hu- I mean, like the size of my hand!” 

Damali finally felt the insect, holding onto it tight as she brought it to her other hand and Jamil let out a gasp and a disgusted sound. He didn't understand why she liked bugs so much, they were so freaking creepy!

“Aw, please, it's hardly the size of my own hand, let alone yours.” She giggled. “Now, where's your window again?” 

“R-right… make sure to hold that thing tight, I don't want it jumping on me…” 

“Yes, yes.”

Jamil got close to her, but tried keeping his distance by extending his own arm, his eyes fixated on the bug anxiously. He held onto her arm and guided her to the window, telling her she could get the insect out now and Damali did just that, asking if the beetle had actually flown away, and Jamil confirmed it, letting out a relieved sigh.

“Thank you.”

“Nah, I'd do anything for my precious little snake.” Damali joked, a smile on her face and Jamil rolled his eyes at that, but couldn't help let out a smile of his own.

“Right. Uh… you couldn't grab your walking stick.”

“No, I couldn't.”

“Right. I'll guide you back to your room, then.”

“I’d be delighted.” She offered her hand and Jamil stared at it for a moment before gently taking it and letting her intertwine their fingers. He could’ve sworn that her practiced smile wavered a little and that her cheeks went slightly pink, but he must've been mistaken.

This was a game for her after all. 

And then, Jamil guided Damali back to her room, ignoring her jokes about sleeping there that night, and went back to his. Still, despite the bug not being there any longer, he couldn't seem to fall back asleep.

His hand felt cold.

4. the curiosity incident 

“What are you doing?” Damali asked, her head resting onto his shoulder as her hands were wrapped around his neck. At this point, Damali’s flirty and touchy attitude became a daily routine, and Jamil was very much used to it.

“Reading.”

“Can you read it for me, darling?”

“It's a book about the evolution of magical artifacts, Damali. I'm certain you'll find it boring.” He made a face at the overly affectionate nickname she called him. “Let go, will you?”

Damali pouted but let go, sitting next to him on the bench. They were in a relatively secluded area of the school, Jamil was shocked Damali even managed to find him, but then again, she always seemed to surprise him. 

Damali stayed quiet, her eyes unfocused, her legs moving slowly to occupy herself. Meanwhile, Jamil continued to read, flipping a page every once in a while.

“Jamil.” He made a small noise for her to understand he was listening, but kept reading his book. “What do you look like?”

He lifted his eyebrow and turned to look at her.

“Why do you wanna know?”

“It's you. I'm always curious about you.” She smirked, her face turning to the sound of his voice and Jamil blinked, fighting the slight embarrassment growing inside of him.

Get over it, Jamil.

“You're not missing much. I have long brown hair, dark eyes and tan skin.” He explained, turning back to his book. “Nothing special.”

Damali, however, whistled, catching him off guard and making him cringe.

“Your name fits you well then. It means beautiful, doesn't it?” She tilted her head, Jamil blinked at her.

“How’d you know that?” 

“I looked it up. Like I said: I'm always curious about you.” The girl chuckled, before gathering up some courage to ask: “may I feel your face?” Jamil scoffed at that, rolling his eyes, but he realized Damali was rather serious. 

“What, really?”

“It'd be the closest thing to seeing you. So yes.” She fluttered her eyelashes, trying to act cute. Jamil made a face at that. “Please?”

He sighed, closing his book and turning to her, deciding to give up. They were close ish anyway, and she didn't seem to have any bad intentions so…

“Be gentle.”

“With you, always.”

Damali lifted her hand, her fingers lightly touching Jamil’s cheek as her other hand did the same. Her fingers travelled across his face, going to his crooked nose, his thick eyebrows, each and every detail of his skin, and then to his lips. 

They both froze once her index finger made contact with his lips. Jamil stared at her, wanting to see what action she would take and if he should push her away or not. The girl lightly moved her finger on his upper and lower lips, smiling altogether, and soon left his face alone. 

“Just as I thought. You're beautiful.” Jamil bit his cheek, trying to compose himself. He scratched his neck and got up, grabbing his book while doing so. “Wait, where are you going?”

“Back to Scarabia. I need to prepare Kalim’s food.”

And then he ran away, tail between his legs.

5. The overblot talk

It's been a week since Jamil's overblot. A week since he showed all of his dorm members his true colors, a week since he told Kalim how much disdain he had towards him because of their social status, and a week since everyone was eyeing him like wolves just looking for an opening so they could attack their pray in hopes of getting the vice housewarden position.

It’s been a lot.

Jamil hated and appreciated Kalim at the same time for accepting his rage, going to the point of defending him from the other dorm members. For once, Jamil felt like Kalim was at least trying to understand his side… though he still had a lot of bottled up anger at the boy, justified or not.

Throughout all of this, a lot of things have changed, but one thing kept constant: Damali. 

He heard a knock on his door, then, he got up from his table, leaving his homework there until he came back. Upon opening the door, he found his gaze locked in Damali’s white eyes, and he quickly looked away, his face red in shame from remembering what he did during his overblot.

“You’ve been studying all afternoon. I thought you’d like something to eat.” She smiled, letting herself in, and Jamil sighed, knowing there was nothing he could do to stop her. 

“If I wanted to eat I could’ve just gone to the kitchen.” Jamil took Damali’s plate off of her hand, putting it on his desk and offering his arm to guide her around his room. She gladly took the opportunity to link their arms.

“Yes, but I assumed you’d just be way too focused on studying.” Damali sat down and the boy did the same, right next to her, taking one of the sandwiches she made and eating it right after. Damali did the same. 

He took the silence to get a good look at her. Damali’s ginger hair was, as usual, tied in a braid, parts of her hair tied in even smaller braids on either side of her head. She was wearing a sleeveless shirt, tied up around her neck tightly and neatly, giving him a full view of her arms, shoulders and back.

“I can feel you staring.” Damali said, a smirk on her lips as Jamil cleared his throat, eating another bite of his sandwich. 

“You're mistaken.” He lied and Damali laughed, he realized it was one of the few times her expression was genuine, finding real joy in being around him. “Why are you being like this, anyway?”

“Like what?” She asked.

“You're still the same even after I–” he stopped, taking a moment to think about his words. Was he really going to talk about this? Should he talk about this? He groaned, before ultimately giving in. “I tied you up and kept you basically as a hostage.”

Damali chuckled, letting the rest of her sandwich on the plate as she sighed. “Well, to be fair you weren't in your right state of mind. I do have to say, I am quite surprised you did that, seeing as you’re so annoyed with my behavior I was sure you would send me away with the rest.”

“Like you said, I wasn't in my right state of mind.” He blushed slightly, finishing off his sandwich. “I didn't know what I was doing fully. But I apologize for hurting you.” Damali smiled, a soft look in her eyes as she shook her head. 

“No need. I'm quite alright, really.” She rested her head on her hands, grinning at him. “The way you held me all protectively like that when you overblotted was pretty hot though.” Jamil choked on his sandwich, Damali laughing her heart out at his reaction. The boy hid his face in his hands as he groaned in annoyance. 

“Don't– do me a favor and never say that again.”

“What? I was just telling the truth, you know? Messed up maybe, but still hot.”

“You're insane. I don't even know how you were able to survive if you loved my overblot form that much”

“Simple. I prefer regular old Jamil way more.” 

His dark eyes looked at her in shock, a part of himself was expecting her to be smirking flirtatiously as she usually does, or holding that practiced grin of hers, but Instead, he saw a genuine expression: a soft smile, her eyes following suit as she tilted her head adorably. 

She meant it. Every word.

He couldn't deal with that right now.

“I– I need to finish this assignment.”

“I could help–”

“No. I need to finish by myself.” Jamil insisted, his face unbelievably hot as he urged her to get out. Damali made a confused face but let it go, deciding to let him be for the moment.

6. the revenge

Damali was clearly testing Jamil's patience, there's no other explanation as to why she was walking around in the same shirt she did last time, with her hair down and undone. No other explanation as to why she tossed her hair, trying to get it off her skin because of the heat.

When the heck had he started paying attention to how she looked anyway? He shouldn't care, he never cared. Why now? Damali clicked her tongue in annoyance, turning to Jamil's general direction.

"Jamil, would you be a dear and tie my hair for me?" She asked, almost innocently, but Jamil could see the hidden intent behind those words. His eyebrow twitched as he put the apple he was peeling down, taking the hair tie off her wrist as she happily turned, showing him her beautiful ginger hair.

She was certainly testing his patience.

Jamil's hands made his way through her hair, trying to get rid of any knots as gently as he could.

"A braid? As always?"

"Do whatever you want to."

With that answer, he got all her hair into his hand, styling it up and quickly taking the hair tie off his wrist to use it to finally finish the quick hair styling session. He secured her hair by pulling it inside the tie three times and let it rest on her back.

Her back. Good grief.

"A ponytail? You're a simple guy." Damali laughed, touching her hair lightly. Then, she tilted her head. "What do you think? Do I look pretty?"

Jamil stayed quiet. Did he really want to answer that question?

"Very." He simply said, catching the girl off guard. She cleared her throat, her cheeks slightly pink.

"Thank you." She said, then, tried to take back her confidence with her usual teasing nature: "if you think I'm so pretty, how about giving me a kiss?"

"Ok."

Damali blinked, her ears not believing what she just heard.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"I said: ok." Jamil repeated. He was also embarrassed, but he was tired of running away like a coward, plus, he would love to give her the taste of her own venom.

Jamil got closer to her, his hand on her chin, gently making her head face him. He knew she technically couldn't see him, but at that moment it truly felt like she did, like her white eyes were staring down at him, anxiously and curiously waiting for his next step.

And so, he gave it to her.

A quick kiss. On the corner of her lips.

Not on her lips. On the corner.

Jamil got up, deciding to walk away as he couldn't hear anything from Damali, since the girl was left stunned and confused. He smirked, for once feeling victorious against her.

After all, she should've been careful with him. Despite her love for poison, snakes could still kill.

CHILLS. LITERALLY CHILLS. OMG- THIS IS UGH????????

THE END BTW. I AM TREMBLING IN SHOCK- LIKE OMFG????????? SLAY. ATE ALL UP. COOKED, SERVED AND ATE LEAVING NO CRUMBS 😭😭🤞🏻

seriously damali’s attempt on jamil 😭😭😭 guy couldn’t catch a break- BUT THEN HE ACCEPTS HER KISS……. BUT NOT ON THE LIPS………… UGH. WHY JAMIL!!! *is not like i like you by static-p starts playing* ahhh, of course. Tsundere. (that song still slaps btw)

👏👏👏👏 beautiful, amazing, incredible. Now make them actually make out‼️‼️‼️‼️

[jasmariswonderland]

Dreams Adorned In Silk ~ VilxOC

Synopsis: After months of knowing her, Vil thinks it's time to finally time to express to Danica all that he feels for her. And what better way than under a dazzling, firelit sky?

A/N: Vil's new SSR has a death-grip upon my heart. 😭😍😭

Pairings: 👑/🦢

Word Count: 2315

Warnings: A lot of fluff with just the slightest hint of angst.

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With the final descent of the sun, the evening began to take on a cooler temperature. A blessed relief from the scorching heat. They had arrived earlier that afternoon while the sun was still blazing high in the sky and while their silky attire offered stylish comfort, a break from the heat was not unwelcome. Now, nestled together in a private tent some distance down the river and away from the crowds, they prepared for a spectacular night they were sure to enjoy. And for Vil, the moment he’d been greatly anticipating, but simultaneously dreading, had finally come.

In the corner of the tent, sat his fair companion. He watched as she held out her hand, musing over the elegant jeweled bangle circling her wrist. The beginnings of a smile pulled at Vil’s lips, it was something he’d seen her admiring it in the marketplace earlier that day. She said nothing, not wanting to feel like she was imposing on him, but the wistful look in her eyes told him all that he needed to know. When they arrived at their tent a little while ago, the first thing Vil did was surprise Danica with a beautifully crafted gift box. Biting back a smirk at the small gasp and the way her eyes lit up at the sight of the bangle. 

“How did you know?” she had asked him. “I was looking at it, true, but…I don’t think…”

“Your lips might not have said you wanted this, but they didn’t have to.” A playful smile caused her cheeks to redden. “The look in your eyes was confirmation enough that you would appreciate if I gave this to you.”

“Ahh, oh Vil-san, thank you!”

The red tint upon her face darkened as she slipped the bangle on her arm. She turned it afew times with her other hand, watching as the gems sparkled, their light jumping from one facet to another. Though she did not realize it, her own eyes were sparkling as well.

“It’s so beautiful, thank you. Thank you!”

Seeing her joy caused a fluttering sensation in his chest. Secretly, it brought him joy as well, seeing her so happy. There were not many instances where Vil could see Danica smile. The last few months had been particularly difficult ones and loath he was to admit it, Vil had been the source of much of her despair. 

Things in their world were now beginning to calm down. The VDC had passed, their emotions reconciled and they managed to escape STYX. The Shroud brothers were dealt with and, best of all, Vil’s youthful beauty had been restored after his heroic dive into the underworld. Everything seemed to be returning to normal and today’s venture to Scalding Sands was a wonderful change to their usual routines. 

And for Vil, it was even more wonderful that despite all they had been through, Danica was still able to smile at him and enjoy his company just as much as he enjoyed her’s. How nice it was to finally have some time alone with her, without the pressures of school or the expectations of the world breathing down their necks. At that moment, he wasn’t Vil Scheonheit, the international mega celebrity and dorm leader of Pomefiore. He was simply Vil enjoying a vacation with the one he cared about above all others. 

“I’ve had so much fun today,” said Danica. “I’m so excited for the fireworks, it will be the perfect ending to a perfect day!”

“I’m glad to hear that, Little Potato,” Vil smiled. “I take it you’re no longer feeling sad?”

“Sad? Why ever would I feel sad for?”

“Well I know a few of your friends were also here today,” he thoughtfully tilted his head. “Iman, Vidaria, Kalim and Cater. Even Trey and Yuulan are here as well. I saw some of the pictures Cater uploaded to Magicam.” 

“Yes, I saw the pictures too,” Danica lowered her gaze, which momentarily gave Vil reason for concern. But she ended up smiling. “But I wasn’t sad, I’m…much happier that I got to spend the day with you, Vil-san.”

“Really?” This genuinely surprised Vil, though it also secretly tickled him. “You’re glad you spent the day with me, as opposed to your friends?”

“What? Does that sound very strange?”

“No, no. I don’t mean it that way, it’s just that…well…I figured…”

His voice trailed off, surprisingly at a loss for words. Danica smiled and went on to explain how she could hang out with her friends anytime while they were at school. However with Vil, though they were in the same dorm, their obligations often kept them from spending time together. Especially considering that Vil was a dorm leader and soon to begin preparing for his senior internship. Once the new school year began, they were likely not to see much of each other at all. 

“I could always call up Kalim or Cater and arrange a meetup if I wanted to,” she said. “But I value the time I can have with you because…well…” A light red tint returned to her cheeks. “Because it’s so rare that we can be alone, I value this time with you all the more.”

“Danica…”

Vil’s heart began to flutter once more. Over the months, Danica had gradually become more assertive in speaking her mind. She still had her timid moments, but she was finding her voice and her thoughtful astuteness was something that he always found intriguing. But for her to voice how much she valued their time together, well, it was enough for Vil to start feeling rather bold. 

He couldn’t deny the close bond they had forged. A most unlikely friendship that Vil never could have anticipated. When he thought how this was the same shy and soft-spoken spudling he was introduced to at the start of the school year, it made him chuckle. What initially began as a curiosity on his part soon blossomed into a genuine respect, eventually giving way to awe and now, something even deeper. 

As time passed, he found he could not deny these feelings developing within him. Nor could he deny the immense comfort Danica had provided him during the more recent times of difficulty. When he overblotted, she did not judge him. When his appearance drastically changed after his underworld dive, not once did she flinch. Instead, in both situations, her unwavering support had been his anchor.

Vil was grateful for her growth, her strength, and her newfound confidence. He had come to appreciate her not just as a friend but as someone truly special.

Still, a nagging thought continued to gnaw at him. In his pursuit of beauty, he had been quite ruthless with her at times. His harshness often overwhelmed her, sometimes reducing her to tears. The pressure he placed upon her was insurmountable and he cringed inside thinking of the pain he caused as they were preparing for the VDC. All of this weighed as heavily on his heart as his feelings for her. Could she really accept him after enduring such pain?

Her words were the exact answer he needed. And as the evening became cooler and Danica slowly moved closer to him, Vil found he could not deny his feelings any longer. In his mind, he rehearsed his words, reminding himself that as a professional actor, this shouldn’t be such a difficult thing to do. How many times has he said these words before be it on stage or film? A dozen times at least? This is what his mind told him but in his heart, he knew this would be far from easy, and unlike any other performance he gave, this was real. 

Danica was now sitting very close to him, close enough for her to take in the elegant scent of his perfume. It was woody and slightly spicy, but also sweet, perfect for their surroundings and suited Vil very well. She glanced up at him, his brows furrowed and deep in thought, and couldn't help but stare for a few moments. Not too long ago, just to be in the same room as Vil seemed to her like the most harrowing experience in the world. And to look at him was tantamount to looking into the eyes of a god. Time had calmed her anxiety around him and while their closeness still felt unnerving at times, it also made her heart feel strangely warm. As she thought about this, she began turning back around and was surprised by a gentle hand running down her cheek. Vil pulled a lock of hair away from her face, catching her attention. 

“Danica, there’s been something I’ve wanted to say to you for a long time.” 

“Hmm? What is it, Vil-san?”

“I…well…” he took a deep breath. “First off, I would like to apologize. The first time I attempted to convey this, I did so in an extremely undignified manner.”

“What do you mean?”

“I was extremely selfish and cruel then. But please know, even though I did a very poor job at expressing my feelings, they haven't changed,” Vil smiled a little. “And when I say that I am the only one who sees you for the jewel that you are, I mean that.Truly.”

These words made Danica blush, though they also perplexed her. She couldn’t yet understand what Vil was trying to say but she did notice how he was looking at her. His usual intense gaze was softer and more tender. With his tone lacking its usual authoritative manner. Once again, she asked what he meant by this. But just as he worked up the courage to continue, they were both startled by a loud, booming sound filling the air. Fireworks erupted in a brilliant display.

Like a garden of flowers blooming in the sky, the night was illuminated with glowing color and dazzling light. Danica even reached out to the sky, she’d never seen such large fireworks before and felt they were close enough to touch. In the distance an enchanting, infectious music began to play, filling the air and loud enough for them to hear. Both of them were enraptured by the gorgeous display and Vil momentarily forgot his words, smiling at Danica.

“Would you like to dance with me, Little Potato?” he asked. “You know, it’s a Scalding Sands’ tradition to dance under the fireworks. Kalim told me.”

A bright red tint returned to Danica’s cheeks. “Was that…what you wanted to ask me, Vil-san?”

Of course it wasn’t, but he looked at her teasingly. “Do you want to dance with me or not?”

She eagerly agreed, allowing him to take her hand and pull her to her feet. Under the firelit sky, he guided her through an array of fun and graceful movements that perfectly matched the music. The colorful silks of their attire swirled elegantly with them as they danced, adding themselves to the gorgeous display up above. Vil was a beautiful dancer and the perfect partner, Danica already knew that firsthand. The way he danced with her always left her breathless; every turn, every sway, was captivating. The way he never took his eyes off of her, caused her heart to race with the rhythm of the music. 

However, what touched Danica the most, at that moment, was seeing Vil laugh and smile with such natural joy. It was rare to see him smile, even at her. He often kept a stolid expression when he wasn’t glaring with disappointment or smirking with amusement. But a true smile from Vil was almost as rare as him going a day without once having to scold Epel. But because she didn’t often see him smile, when he did, it was all the more special. A beautiful treasure that she held dear to her heart.

It was also quite infectious and Danica found herself smiling with him, sharing in this joy. So deep was this joy that what happened next was as natural as it was spontaneous. Vil stopped spinning her and for a moment, they continued gazing up at the colorful sky before he lifted her chin to face him. He gazed at her thoughtfully and without a word, gently pressed his lips to hers. He half expected her to be shocked or even to pull away, but to his surprise, she didn’t. There was no resistance and Danica slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back.

Under the firelit sky, the fireworks weren’t the only thing booming. Though Vil hadn’t yet voiced his feelings, at that moment, he didn’t have to. Their closeness, this kiss, spoke louder than any words he could say. And her response said it all, his love was reciprocated. 

~~~

Vil slowly stirred awake, tears dampening his cheeks even before he opened his eyes. His heart ached with the bittersweet residue of the dream that had felt so vivid, so real. He knew what he would find before his eyes opened to confirm it. The empty space beside him in his bed told him that it had indeed all been a dream. A beautiful, silk-adorned dream, and now reality was crashing down upon him.

Cursing his own mind for playing such a cruel trick on him, Vil couldn't help but wonder why he would dream of something so poignant in the first place. That’s when his gaze shifted to the dress form in the corner of his room, adorned with the silky outfit Trey had gifted him, a plethora of vibrant colors and glittery fireworks printed upon the fabric. At the time, gratitude welled up within him for the thoughtful gift, but now it was overshadowed by sadness and regret. How he would have loved to attend and see the fireworks for himself, dancing in the gorgeous silk outfit with Danica by his side. It could have been a perfect date, and the perfect moment to finally express his feelings to her.

As he showered and dressed in his school uniform, Vil continued to contemplate this. He had fallen in love with her, that much was certain. And considering all they had gone through, he was almost certain that she was in love with him as well. Unfortunately, they hadn’t had much opportunity to really discuss their relationship since their return from STYX. The emotions from that harrowing experience were still quite high even a month later, to say nothing of his guilt at how badly he’d treated her before. 

He was just about ready to leave for the day, classes would start soon and he had to shift his focus. Vil gleaned out the window of his room, it was a lovely day at least, warm and sunny without a single cloud in the blue sky. His window also overlooked the Pomefiore courtyard and when he glanced down, there she was. Danica sat under one of the apple trees, chatting and laughing with Yuulan, Grim sitting in the latter’s lap. Her laughter was like music to his ears, and it ignited a spark of determination within him. 

The time for hesitance had long passed. It was time to seize the moment.

With his phone in hand, Vil quickly wrote up a text to Danica and watched as she received it and checked her phone. The message was simple: a request for her to meet him in the lounge later that evening for a monthly evaluation, something he gave to all freshmen. In truth, the evaluation was merely a pretense for something just as important, but even more special. 

[sl-newsie]

Spelled (Carlos de Vil x Sanderson Daughter)- Ch. 5: Royal Announcement

It’s been a few months since I first came to Auradon, and I must say I’ve managed to settle in fairly well. My ‘initiation’ that Chad had mentioned turned out to be me being bombarded by silly string in the middle of the night by the fencing team. I swear if it weren’t for Binx I would have jinxed them into croaking like frogs.

My magic classes include potion-making, antidotes and anti-don’ts, hexes, jinxes and beyond, and Goodness 201 (advanced goodness class). When I asked why I had to take a goodness class Fairy Godmother said it was “to prepare for distributing good deeds with our magic.” It’s just a bunch of please and thank-you's mixed in with helping the poor and needy, and in all honesty it’s the most boring class I’ve ever gone through. Fiona, daughter of Fauna (as in Flora, Fauna, and Merriweather) became my unapproved tutor. She’s constantly reminding me of what I’m doing wrong- and I’ve come close at least 5 times of cursing her perfume to smell like a skunk.

I also got to meet other, more friendlier students, such as Tiffany and Doug. Tiffany, daughter of Tiana and Naveen, is the best cook I’ve ever had the pleasure of taste-testing for! She definitely inherited her mother’s talent for cooking, and her dad’s talent of dancing. Every time I visit the kitchen she’s waltzing around whipping up some new recipe, and is always looking for test subjects.

Doug is just as good a friend. He’s my study partner, and basically knows every textbook cover-to-cover. Unlike Ben, Doug supports my ingenious prank ideas and sometimes comes up with his own ideas- such as letting a squirrel loose in Audrey's dorm. After ten minutes of her banshee scream I let Binx and Twilight chase the poor creature out. Audrey then appeared to see me as an important ally in regards to pest control and has become somewhat less bitchy ever since.

Right now we’re being taught about illumination vs flame spells. Hopefully I won’t set anything on fire this time!

“Now, instead of saying ‘illumincerate,’ I want you to recite: lumicious!” Fairy Godmother announces with a very enthusiastic grin.

“Lumicious,” we all chant in unison. Sure enough, a tainted pink light appears in the palm of my hand- and it’s not fire!

My success causes me to start clapping and cheering (something surely from my Mom’s side), leading to the others to look at me with confused stares. I try to calm down and go back to being quiet and discreet.

“Magica, Prince Ben has requested your presence,” I hear Jane say from behind me.

She appears to be nervous around the other magical students, so I quickly follow her out to provide some comfort.

“Don’t worry about them- their bark is far worse than their bite. You just need to know how to navigate a conversation with them without spelling them to sleep.”

Jane frowns. “Why would I do that?”

I snicker. “So you don’t have to talk to them.”

She gets the joke and gives a carefree laugh. “I wish I was as good as being popular as you!”

W-What?

My smile twitches. “What do you mean?”

“Oh, come on! You’re, like, one of the most adored kids in the school, Magica! Everyone likes you. You’re so nice and helpful, talented…”

I see her face drop and I put a hand on her shoulder. “Hey, hey. Jane, you’ve got something I will never, ever have. I can’t exactly say what, but just know that you are very fortunate in the family department. I don’t want to be ‘cool’ or ‘popular.’ I never asked for that, and I don’t want it. So if you’re cool with me hanging out with you and hiding from all the snobby stuck-up princesses,” I give her a quick, tight hug. “Then I’d really appreciate it.”

Thankfully, my input seems to lift Jane’s spirits. “So, how’s it been being the Royal Advisor?”

I tilt my head. “You know, it’s kinda just a job that means saying ‘yes’ or ‘no’ to Ben’s crazy new ideas. Did you know last week he asked if we should try exploring the Trident Seas? I told him we should focus more on international matters before worrying about diplomatic expeditions. Seriously, Ben says he’s grown ‘more mature’ and ‘wise,’ but at times he’s still the scatterbrained boy I grew up with. A truly good heart, but not so much in the think-before-doing department.”

We get to Ben’s room and Jane leaves me to deal with the new appointment with the soon-to-be king. Inside, Ben is trying to stand still on a pedestal while the royal tailor measures him, although he’s much too fidgety to get any proper work done.

“Greetings, my liege! How might I serve thou?” I announce dramatically with a curtsey.

Ben rolls his eyes and gives an annoyed grunt. “Enough with the fancy talk, Sparks. I don’t have the patience.”

“Note taken. So, what service do you require from me today?”

“I’ve… kinda got a new proclamation. A royal announcement, if you will.” Ben points a finger.

I give the tailor a look of apology. “And… this couldn’t wait until you’re not as… occupied?”

“Ugh,” Ben groans as the tailor gestures again for him to stand still. “Another fitting, yeah. I can’t wait- it’s too important!”

“What’s too important?”

Just then, King Beast and Queen Belle themselves enter. I must admit, I’m surprised they’ve grown to like me in the past few months. One might say they’ve all but adopted me as part of the family.

King Beast shakes his head, smiling. “How is it possible that you’re going to be crowned king next month? You’re just a baby!”

“He’s going to be sixteen!” Queen Belle swats his arm.

While they do small bickering back and forth I take a moment to get out some paper and a fountain pen to write down any notes Ben has for me.

“I’ve chosen my first official proclamation.” Ben looks at me for support, and I give a warm smile. “”I’ve decided that the children on the Isle of the Lost be given a chance to live here in Auradon.”

Wait- what?

Did I hear that right? Ben’s requesting that more villain kids come to Auradon Prep? Not that I’m opposed, it’s just… I’m opposed! If supposedly ‘good’ kids like Audrey and Willow can be bratty jerks then I don’t even want to know what evil-rooted villain kids are like!

Ben’s parents seem to share my feelings, because they’re already arguing.

“Every time I look out there I feel like they’ve been abandoned!”

“The children of our sworn enemies, living among us?” Ben’s dad questions with steep doubt. “Magica is an exception, but how can you wish that kind of evil upon our kingdom?”

I’m… an exception? Um, thanks, I guess? But I must admit a part of me does feel guilty that I’ve been able to build a stable, ‘good’ life in Auradon while there must be other kids on the Isle that wish for the same thing.

“Everyone deserves redemption,” I add to help back Ben up.

Ben gives me a bright smile. “Exactly! Just look at how Magica’s come to terms with being good! She’s proven that a descendant from a wicked witch can choose to be good and helpful!”

This sends Ben’s parents looking at each other with nervous, anxious glances.

“Have you decided on which kids to invite first, or is it a free-for-all?” I ask.

“I’m getting to that,” Ben points to me. “Cruella de Vil, Jafar, the Evil Queen, and… Maleficent.”

Queen Belle gasps and King Ben’s mouth drops. “She is the most evil villain in the land, Ben!”

Ooh, Maleficent. From what I’ve heard, even my Aunt Winnie was afraid to tangle with the infamous dragon queen. Although not as big of a temper, Maleficent’s powers far surpass my family’s coven. Not that I’m afraid of her or her daughter, but I am curious as to how much Ben has thought this selection through. Cruella? Alright. Jafar? Why not? Evil Queen? A bit egotistic of herself but not everyone’s perfect. But Maleficent? One could say inviting any kin of hers is a recipe for disaster. I know he just wants to make his parents proud, but to what extent? In a way, he’s using these kids to prop up his image to make him seem more inclusive.

“We could let them stay for a semester and see if they can learn to fit in with our society?” I pitch. “I’d personally see to any magical mishaps.”

Ben gives me a thank-you thumbs up, while his parents are still stewing over the new idea.

“I suppose it would be a fresh perspective to invite other kids to the school…” Queen Belle thinks out loud.

King Beast still seems unconvinced, but says no rebuttal. “Very well. But remember, son, they’re your responsibility.”

I scrunch my nose. These are people we’re talking about, not dogs. Why are we acting as if they can’t think for themselves?”

“Well done,” Queen Belle whispers to Ben before she turns to leave with her husband.

Ben gives a surprised smile, but still seems unsure.

I walk up and pat his shoulder. “Don’t worry, you’ll make them proud. I know it. But I do have one condition for this new proclamation.”

Ben goes back to the impatient tailor. “What’s that, Sparks?”

I hold my head confidently. “Keep the charade that I’m an orphan. Don’t tell the new students I’m a VK. If they do plan on double-crossing us then I don’t want them to see me as an edge.”

Ben waves it off. “They won’t, Sparks. We’re offering them a second chance-”

“Yes, but even I have my doubts. Call it intuition, call it a foreshadowing spell, but I don’t trust anyone but my father and you. Don’t make me become torn between sides, Ben. I can’t promise I’ll be able to control my powers when extreme conflict breaks out.”

“Jeez, relax Sparks! You’re talking all mystic-magic like. It’s kinda creepy!”

I scoff. “Do not insult me by pretending to know anything about being cursed with this, Ben. You’re already the poster child for the good guys, at least give me leverage to be seen next to you as an advisor, and as a friend.”

“Aw, c’mere Sparks.” Ben wraps me up in a hug. “Don’t worry too much. You’re the best Advisor I could ever ask for, and you’re fitting right in!”

I smile. “Yeah, I guess I am.”

And maybe I can help these new VKs fit in too...

[v-anrouge]

Got back from work and now I’ve got puppy ideas!

Vil got his Doberman or poodle as a puppy, but definitely a breeder for his first one. While he is pro rescue, he also wanted his pooch to have the best health. He does end up rescuing many more and is a big advocate for “responsible breeding” (I will happily info dump on how to find a responsible and what to look for!) but he went to several breeders, before finding one he liked, and then waited several years for the breeder to match him with his perfect puppy. A girl he names Ada (Germanic name meaning noble), and she has him wrapped arouir nd her little paw. Since he did his research he has everything he may need, kennel, pee pads, beds and toys galore! Turns out Ada doesn’t like dog beds and prefers his lap. He tries to not allow her cause she will get big, but how can he say no!?! (Yes, this ends with her a full grown pooch sitting in his lap, but sacrifices must be made) he is strict where it counts, no jumping or biting, proper nutrition, and exercise.

His baby girl is the healthiest and surprisingly well behaved baby, unless her schedule gets messed with. For the first few months, he brings her with him everywhere, helping desensitize her, but the first time he has to leave for a shoot, she freaks. Rook calls with pictures of a destroyed living room and kitchen. Vil obviously doesn’t blame her, she is still a puppy, and doesn’t know how to control her emotions yet. He video calls and stays on the line while he and she both sleep for the rest of the nights he’s away. He feels so bad though! Rook is trying to keep to schedule, but Ada doesn’t know life without her dad! She’s confused, and upset. Thankfully it’s a short shoot, and when Vil comes back he is bombarded with puppy kisses and whines.

Ada does get better, but Vil ends up bringing her with him for most shoots now, as he also has a schedule he likes to keep, and she is apart of said schedule. Neige is a bit nervous around Ada as she’s very big, and has a resting bitch face for a dog, but Neige’s dog and Ada are besties, much to both of their chagrin. Neige def has a tiny floof of a dog, so he gets nervous when Ada is playing with them, and Neige’s dog is also a naughty one so Vil gets disgusted when they come bounding up dragging garbage while Neige chases them. Thankfully Neige’s dog hasn’t been hurt, and Ada hasn’t picked up bad habits, yet.

Also, Vil periodically posts pics of Ada, and even does some “doggy days” like one hot summer day he made pupsicles with her out of watermelon, and cocoanut milk, or making doggy cookies for winter. And yes, she does have a kissing booth for valentines, day, but she doesn’t give kisses, you give kisses!

THIS IS SO CUTE I'M GOING INSANE TEUUSUDDUF

[liviavanrouge]

Finding Angel's home pt 9

Golden: *Punches a capture bot, a scowl on his face*

Jade: *Grins, ripping the arm off a capture bot and tossing it into a tree*

Angel: Wow...so strong!!!

Jade: That's the last of these things

Golden: Whoever is following us! Come out!

Angel: *Hugs Goldens leg, looking around cautiously*

???: *Chuckles* You have great intuition humans boy

???: Do not compliment a possible enemy!

Angel: *Gasps, her eyes widening*

Jade: Oh my!

Golden: Woah!

Jumba: Experiment 624, you must come with us

Pleakley: We're here to take you back before Gantu arrives!

Golden: *Cracks his knuckles* Angel...friends or foes?

Jade: *Grins, scaring Pleakley* Do not be afraid to speak the truth, Angel

Angel: *Stares at Jumba and Pleakley* Foes!!

Jumba: 624 we know what you want! That girl will never want you around!

Golden: *Narrows his eyes and gently moves Angel back*

Jumba: 624, think about this for a moment!

Jade: Shield your eyes Angel....

Angel: *Covers her eyes*

Golden and Jade: *Grins at Jumba and Pleakley* 5 seconds....

----

Livia: *Sits still ad Rollo used healing magic on her bite mark*

Rollo: There, is that better?

Livia: Yes, thank you

Ruggie: This guy...I feel like he's kissing up to her

Leona: That's what you said about me when I started caring for Livia like my own cub...

Ruggie: Because you are FOUR years older than her! Not only that you IMPRINTED on her making yourself a secondary guardian

Ruggie: Rollo is kissing up because she's his childhood friend!

Sebek: SILENCE!! Do not speak ill of Livias cherished friend!!!

Ruggie: He's even got this idiot fooled....

Kalim: It's night time and we have food, let's eat and rest!

Ruggie: Yes please, I'm tired and hungry!

Leona: We haven't eaten all day, what do you think was gonna happen..

Kalim: I hope Jade, Golden and Angel are okay

Ruggie: I'm worried for Angel but not really too worried about the other two

Leona: Agreed, Jade is a calmer more proper version of Floyd, and Golden is a half tiger maniac with unbelievable strength, I'm more worried about Angel being around those two than the wellbeing of those two idiots

Ruggie: The calm scary eel and the Vil Simper

Livia: Guys, we're gonna search Dark Fields tomorrow

Kalim, Leona and Ruggie: Dark Fields?

[wolken-himmel]

In which (Y/n) turns into a siren after drinking one of Azul's test potions to fulfill her side of their contract. Somehow, she manages to seduce Jade before she returns back to normal.

Next day, having forgotten about this little incident, she has a lovesick eel scaring the everlasting life out of her.

"Are you sure this is safe?"

You shot Azul a slightly frightened look as your hand gripped the glass bottle that contained an ominously dark liquid that slowly crept around the insides of the bottle whenever you tilted it from one side to another. Jade and Floyd who stood behind Azul shot each other amused glances, their fangs showing.

"Even if it wasn't, you'd have to drink it anyway," Azul murmured under his breath, annoyed since this whole charade had been going on for almost half an hour now. As patiently as he could, he pulled the golden contract that bore your signature on it from his desk to hold it in front of your doubtful eyes. "It's black on white here."

"...that's not helpful, Azul." You furrowed your eyebrows, gulping.

"Nee! It's time to fulfill your side of the contract," Floyd cooed, his eyes shimmering under the late afternoon sun. Even more desperate than before, you let out an exasperated huff. You turned to Jade for help, who only shot you a sadistic smile as he tilted his head to the side mockingly. Cheeks growing red when he shot you a mischievous wink, you finally relented.

"Fine," you murmured as you screwed the bottle open and put it against your lips. Closing your eyes, you made a quick prayer. "I better not die from this..."

The overly sweet liquid ran down your throat, somehow sticky and thick. Once the bottle was empty, it slipped out of your shaking hands and collided with the ground, shattering into pieces upon collision. Your limbs turned numb, and all you felt was the hard impact of the ground. When you opened your eyes, purple smoke had surrounded your near area, alarming you even more when you couldn't feel your legs anymore.

"Did it work?!" Azul asked excitedly through the smoke, waving his hands around in the air. Floyd let out a few drastic coughs, and Jade couldn't help but squint his eyes to get a better look at you who lay on the ground.

Once the smoke cleared, you were revealed to be slowly sitting up and propping yourself up onto your elbows. A distant sigh escaping your lips, you held your head in pain. "Ugh... I feel like a fish on land—" You stopped in your tracks once your eyes travelled to where your legs were supposed to be — only now that they were replaced by a shimmering tail. "Where are my legs?!"

Ignoring your panicked screams, Azul knelt down at the far end of your tail, picking it up gently with his eyes lighting up in utter delight. "What a pretty tail..." he hummed as he ran his hand across the scales, nodding to himself. "Yes, now I just need a few scales so that I can put them into the face cream for Vil..."

Indeed, the scales on your long tail were a beautiful (F/c), same with your shell bra. You couldn't help but awe at your newly acquired tail, admiring it with wide eyes.

Suddenly, shock and surprise fading from your face, the long overdue siren instincts kicked in. Your lips curled up into a seductive smile as you gracefully reached your hand out to the male inspecting your fins. "Azul~ come closer..." you cooed, frowning when he precautiously took a step back. A pout snuck its way to your lips as you teasingly slapped him with the end of your tail. "I promise I won't bite!"

"That's what she said," Floyd snickered whilst punching Jade's shoulder, who had a hard time standing straight somehow. He chuckled along, albeit more nervously than usually.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot." Azul grinned as he put ear-plugs into his ears, sending you a smug grin. You narrowed your eyes at him whilst crossing your arms in defeat. "Only people who already have romantic feelings for you will fall for your tricks, siren. But ear-plugs never hurt."

Crossing your arms, you rolled your eyes and let out an exasperated huff. "Ugh, at least get me to a pool if you won't let yourself get seduced."

"Good idea. We wouldn't want your scales to dry out," Azul mused as he rose back to his feet to wave the twins over. They immediately appeared by his side, as professional as ever — but you managed to catch onto the way Jade's gaze remained on you longer than it should have. "Floyd and Jade, pick her up and put her into the pool in our backyard."

"Shrimpy's tail is so pretty—" Floyd cooed as heaved up your tail while Jade picked up your torso, his gloved hands unusually careful and handling this job rather delicately. Floyd flashed you a little grin. "It reminds me of my own."

"Thank you, sweetheart~" you replied, shooting him a wink. "Maybe we could go for a swim sometime?"

"I'd love that— wait no..." Gaze hardening, he quickly swiped the pair of ear-plugs Azul had given them earlier out of the pocket of his jacket. Once he had stuffed his ears, which successfully drowned out your alluring voice, he let out a satisfied sigh. "Ah, that's better..."

You started to frown at being ignored, and opted to turn towards Jade. "You would never ignore me... right, honey?"

He seemed to have a harder time resisting the wonderful melody your voice carried. "You're not making my job any easier..." he simply muttered once you arrived in the back area of the Mostro Lounge where they somehow had a big pool. The sight of water excited you, and you wished for nothing more than to hydrate your dry scales.

They threw you into the pool, not exactly gently. You let out a little yelp when you flew across the air in an arc before colliding with the peaceful surface of the water, causing splashes to fly towards the twins. They stepped to the side just in time, avoiding their fates. Floyd, who clapped his hands in delight like he always did when finishing a job, had already turned around to march away, but Jade remained hunched over at the pool side, quickly pulling a pair of ear-plugs out of the pocket of his jacket.

You quickly returned to the surface after a quick dive through the relatively deep pool. As you took a relieved breath, a more or less satisfied smile appeared on your lips. Realising that Jade was still hunched over at the edge if the pool — just within your reach — you immediately swam over to him with a certain excitement to your moves. You watched him curiously; eventually you noticed his hands shaking uncharacteristically.

"Jade, my love, why don't you forget those ear-plugs and give me some company?" You gently grabbed his wrists, smiling brightly. He hesitantly raised his gaze, for once feeling something akin to fear — fear that he would lose himself in your eyes. Staring into his orbs, you realised for the first time that they were full of hidden desire and adoration. "I'm so lonely... all alone in this big pool."

He tried his best to keep up the composed facade that usually hid his feelings away well enough, but deep inside, he seemed to be struggling horribly. "Oh, (Y/n)..." His hold weakened enough to let the ear-plugs dropped into the water, and he seemed to be caught under your spell well enough. But before you could hoist yourself up to press your lips onto his — which would seal the deal — he regained control of himself in a moment of luck. Ripping his wrists out of your hold, he stepped back with the usual unreadable steel expression on his face.

"Jade!" you whined, tail splashing against the water in discontent, desperation, and finally — anger. You reached one hand out towards him, and even attempted to climb over the pool edge, but he simply was too far away. "Don't go!"

"You thought you got me there, didn't you?" he asked, grinning calmly like usually. Little did he know that you were able to catch onto the way he desperately avoided your gaze, and the way he made sure to distance himself further from you. "No chance, my little siren~"

"Let's go, Jade!" Floyd mumbled as he grabbed his brother by his forearm and pulled him back into the building, which Jade was incredibly thankful for. In truth, he had to put up all his willpower in order to resist the control you held over his rapidly beating heart.

A disappointed sigh escaped your lips whilst you let yourself sink back into the depths of the pool, your tail propelling you through the shimmering water with a force unmatched. Looking up at the surface that reflected the last shimmers of the afternoon sun beautifully, you let out a longing sigh. "What fun is there in being a siren if there's no one to mess around with~?"

Throughout the rest of the day, Jade had grown incredibly restless, shaking with anticipation and barely being able to form a word. Of course, he still remained calm and unreadable on the outside to most people — but no one could fool his closest confidants: Azul and Floyd.

Azul, who had noticed his growing change in demeanour, took him aside once he finally had enough of the inefficiency his behaviour created: Jade had barely managed to get a customer's order right. His efficiency had gone down dramatically, which Azul — the almighty business man — definitely didn't like.

"Jade, are you unwell?" the octopus asked whilst pushing his glasses up in annoyance. "It won't prove profitable if you work yourself to death— the longterm consequences would be way too much."

Jade rubbed his temples, wondering if he should just tell Azul the truth. In the end, he decided against it; he wasn't the type to talk about his feelings and problems. "It's nothing," Jade replied, a forced smile on his face, as he tried to walk past Azul with a few dishes in his hand. Much to his dismay, the octopus would have none of it: He waved over another waiter to relieve Jade of the plates.

"Brother, go to bed!" Floyd cried out he appeared beside Azul. "I'll take over washing the dishes for you!"

Jade raised his eyebrows, caught off-guard by his twin's generosity. "You would do that?"

"Only if you do the laundry for a week." Floyd shot him a mischievous look, knowing it was a deal he couldn't shoot down. "What do you say~?"

Letting out an annoyed sigh at having to waste time with this useless chit-chat, Jade complied — mostly because he couldn't wait to see a special someone. "Fine..."

"Good," Azul hummed, glad that the business was taking care of. "Now, does Floyd need to escort you to your room?"

"No," Jade said, his answer shooting right out of him in a way that made him sound a little bit suspicious, as well as alarmingly desperate. He quickly managed to regain his composure though, which caused Azul and Floyd to shoot each other confused glances. "I will manage on my own."

Azul nodded before shooing him out of the lounge, something akin to a worried frown on his face. "Then get some rest. You better be well again tomorrow."

The two didn't notice as Jade walked into the exact opposite direction of the Octavinelle dorm, his legs carrying him towards the pool in the back of the establishment. Even though his mind had fought hard, the longing of his aching heart had eventually won the war.

The way there was long and dreary, even though his long legs made haste. The longer he had to spend time away from you, the more he felt himself running out of air, suffocating.

Finally, he arrived. The backyard was already coloured in dark colours, the night having replaced the vibrant rays of the sun. But the stars and the moon up in the night sky shimmered beautifully, reflecting off the surface of the pool.

As Jade slid the door open to the backyard, he could feel his hands shaking in utter anxiety and excitement. He wasn't the one controlling his thoughts, his heart, and his body — you were, although you weren't aware. His legs a little bit wobbly, he still managed to walk over to the pool which seemed alarmingly quiet. As he knelt down at the edge of the pool, his eyes watched the entity gracefully gliding through the dark water as if he was in a trance.

Eventually, you revealed yourself to the enarmoured male, your head appearing right in front of him. The splashes your sudden appearance created soaked his pants around the knee-area, but he didn't flinch as he felt the liquid touch his skin. "Jade!" you cried out happily as you gently took his hand that idly lay next to him on the ground while making sure that your eyes always were staring into his lovingly, enchanting him even more. "I knew you'd come back for me."

"(Y/n)..." Jade repeated your name over and over again as he extended his other hand to push a strand of wet hair behind your ears. You giggled as you snatched his wrist right up, pressing his palm against your cheek. Your laughter sounded so heavenly — had it always been this way? A radiant smile on his face, he couldn't help but whisper, "You're so pretty, (Y/n)..."

"Have I wrapped you around my finger?" you cooed, your enchanting voice drawing him even closer. There was a vicious grin on your face when you noticed the way he occasionally snapped out of his trance, only to slip and lose himself even more. "You're usually not this... open~! But I like this side or you, Jade."

His eyes darted around the pool in a moment of clarity. Hesitantly, his hands retreated, which was met by a few cries and pouts from your side. "This isn't true, is it?" he mumbled as his hands clenched his heart in pain. Normally, he had no problem concealing and ignoring his feelings — but now, he felt like a fish flopping on land, desperate to have your attention.

"Oh, that doesn't matter, Jade." You opened your mouth, knowing you would have to use your backup plan since he proved quite resilient to your charm. After all, a siren's greatest weapon were her vocal abilities. "Come to me, come to me..." you sang, your voice as alluring as the way your eyes bore into his, able to see all his hidden desires and emotions.

Gripping his head in newfound despair, Jade hissed out, "No... I can't—"

Learning your torso over the edge of the pool, you extended your arm towards him to beckon him over to you with a flick of your wrist. "Come to me... you're the only one for me~" you cooed, the melody invading his mind and taking over his mind until he couldn't form a proper thought anymore. The more his lips curled up into an unnaturally big smile, the more you grew satisfied. "Come to me, Jade."

Having completely succumbed to his desires and affections he had always held for you, he let himself be beckoned closer — until he was kneeling down at the pool edge again. "Yes, my little siren..." he whispered, letting out a blissful sigh when he felt your wet hands cupping his cheeks, pulling his face down towards you. Teasingly, you ran your hand across his neck and shoulders, watching his changing expressions in mischief. The way his eyes fluttered close when your lips ghosted over his ears, as you filled his mind with a soft lullaby, made a vicious grin appear on your lips.

"What a good eel you are..." you cooed as you sensually ran your fingertips down his left arm, causing the fabric of his jacket to dampen. You knew you had him completely ensnared, which is why you could reap your reward now. "Won't you give me a little kiss?" You pulled away, so that you were facing him again.

"I love you, (Y/n)," he murmured, his voice genuine for once. "I've always loved you..."

"I love you, too, Jade~" you cooed before you propelled yourself up with your tail to let your lips collide with his. He reciprocated immediately, leaning into your touch — so much that his fedora slipped off his head and sailed down onto the floor. Giggling mischievously, you wrapped your arms around his neck, and pulled him into the pool with you. Your lips stayed locked in a passionate kiss, even as Jade collided with the surface of the water and eventually disappeared beneath it with you, his arms wrapped around you tightly.

The next day, you awoke in your own bed with a big headache, unable to remember what had happened yesterday. The last thing you were able to recall was having made a deal with Azul in an attempt to prevent him from forwarding a complaint to Headmaster Crowley about Ace and Deuce destroying one of the lounge's fish tanks.

"Azul..." you mumbled as you gently sat up, your head hurting like after a hangover. A groan escaped your lips. "Maybe I should go ask Azul..."

"Finally awake, eh?" Grim asked as he strode inside of your bedroom, a can of tuna in his paws. Casually, he plopped himself down on the end of your bed. "You looked horrible when Azul and Floyd dropped you off yesterday around midnight."

"...did they say anything?"

Grim shrugged, chewing away on his beloved tuna. "The scary one only said that you were a bothersome little guppy."

"I see..." you hummed, the dreadful feeling from your stomach not really gone. "I need to visit the Mostro Lounge then, Grim. Feel free to help yourself to some more tuna if you're hungry."

The cat's eyes lit up in happiness as he eyed you curiously. "Oh?! Did they give you some 'generosity-potion'?" he mused, grinning from ear to ear as he stormed out of your bedroom and towards the kitchen. "If yes, then you should hang out with them more often~"

The lounge was still closed when you arrived after having basically sprinted there. Chest heaving up and down, you entered to find a lonesome creature cleaning the tables and setting down the chairs: Jade. "Oh hey, Jade—" you chimed, smiling obliviously. "Is Azul around here?"

He immediately shot upright once he recognised that familiar voice. Pupils dilating, he slowly turned around to face you with an eerie smile — one that made you step back in fear. "My little siren..." he whispered, as if someone had flipped a switch inside of him. The more steps you took back, the more he advanced towards you. "I missed you, you know that?"

"Wait, what?" you managed to stutter out when he had you cornered against the bar.

"You just ran away yesterday." He grinned as he planted his hands onto the counter beside you, successfully caging you in. His voice was incredibly calm, to the point it unnerved you more than if he would have screamed at you. "I think someone ought to punish you," he cooed quietly as he brought his face closer to yours.

Not able to keep your calm any longer when he nuzzled his nose into your neck, you yelled out with a red face, "Azul! Floyd! Anyone! Help!"

"Sh, stop yelling..." Jade whispered, his chuckles vibrating against your skin. Your eyes were wide in shock, and your cheeks were as red as a tomato. "Why won't you instead sing a song for me?"

Your heart skipped a beat in relief when you saw Floyd's head poking out from the kitchen. "Oh— Jade found her first..." the energetic eel mused as he carelessly skipped over to the two of you. "Just like yesterday."

"I can't... breathe—" you seethed through clenched teeth, thinking you would die of embarrassment any minute now. Jade wasn't a big help when he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you into his lap to sit on a bar stool. "Please, help!" You flailed your hands around like a drowning sailor.

Azul peeked out from his office, grinning when he realised what situation you were in. Of course, his mind was only focused on getting the most perks out of the situation. Humming to himself, he suggested, "We could come to an agreement if you signed a contract—"

Close to losing it, you screamed, "Azul! I swear—"

"Fine." Azul rolled his eyes, raising his hands in a mocking defeat. Waving Floyd over, he pointed his finger at Jade who seemed to be rocking you back and forth in his lap, an innocent smile on his lips. "Get your brother away from her, Floyd."

A relieved breath escaped your lips when you were finally free from the eel's death grip. "What's going on?" you asked, unnerved to see Jade rather angrily squirming in Floyd's arms, his eyes filled with such malice that you wanted to hide behind a table. "Seeing Jade like this is terribly unnerving— even more so than usually!"

"...I'll take that as a compliment," Jade mused, shooting you an almost invisible wink that managed to make your heart skip a beat.

Azul put his fingers to his chin, pulling his lips into a little frown. "So, you turned into a siren yesterday after you drank my potion. Then, you managed to ensnare my best worker with your voice..." he explained before shooting Jade an amused look. "In retrospect, Jade must have already harboured strong feelings for you if the effect was this big."

"Does someone have a crush~?" Floyd teased his brother whilst booping his nose, giggling. "How come you never told me that you liked our little guppy here?"

Jade let out an exasperated huff before viciously hissing, "Brother dearest, I swear if you don't let me go, I'll tell everyone about this one time you cried because someone spilled ink on your teddybear—"

Floyd immediately removed his arms from his brother, rolling his eyes. "Fine, he's your problem now, Shrimpy," he said, watching in amusement as his brother immediately waltzed back over to you, only to stand behind you and put his chin onto your shaking shoulder, a satisfied and close-eyed smile on his face.

"A-Ah, it's all good, Jade—" you murmured, wondering if it was safe to push him away — which you knew wasn't, so you decided to ignore the sweet nothings he whispered into your ear as best as possible. "Azul, how long is he gonna be like this? I never thought I'd say this, but I miss the old Jade — this one is even scarier somehow..."

Azul shrugged, somehow finding amusement in your suffering. "It should wear off after a few days. Until then, you just have to live with it, I guess. You knew the risks when signing that contract with me." He wagged his index finger in front of your eyes while cheerfully exclaiming, "And no! Taking legal actions against me is not an option."

"...wouldn't you lose a waiter if Jade is in this condition?" you asked in an attempt to solve this issue peacefully. "You could at least try to act a little bit more concerned..."

"That's why you're gonna work here until he's back to normal," Azul replied easily, looking down at his gloved hands, whistling a soft tune to himself. "Having you around should do the trick. It might even increase his concentration!"

"What?!" you yelled out angrily, which didn't startle Jade at all. He instead patted your head affectionately, simply smiling with closed eyes like he often did. "That wasn't part of the contract—"

"Well, if you want to be left alone with Jade—" Floyd trailed off, which immediately made you jump in horror. You hesitantly turned your head to your right to find Jade smiling at you, showing off his sharp fangs. You shuddered in fear as you inched away from him.

"Fine... fine..." you hissed, seething angrily. Still, you accepted your defeat. "I'll never make a deal with you again, Ashengrotto."

"That's what they always say when I come out on top~" Azul cooed, throwing a waitress uniform at you that Floyd had just brought to him. You caught it with a little yelp, stumbling slightly.

Jade's eyes lit up in excitement as he more or less gently took your hand into his. "Does this mean I'll see you every day at work now?" he asked, looking at you with shimmering eyes filled with utter happiness that hid the real danger lurking behind them.

Your heart sinking in dread and yet skipping a beat when he kissed your knuckles, you cried out, "Mom, come pick me up I'm scared."

[rurulyywrites]

☁️🍋|Sub! crossdresser! Rook Hunt X FEM!Tall! reader|

Requested by: @SolisSunshine from wattpad

"Hello,May I please recommend a they/them/she/her reader that's tall X bottom Rook Hunt? ☁️🍋 Crossdressing if you can! Thank you"

OF COURSE FOR I AM SO KIND

</3 I'm 25% sure Crossdressing is dressing as an opposite gender. If not,I'm so sorry I'll change it immediately. Just give me the word. Also it's going to be pretty OOC because I haven't grown much into Rook's character despite the both of us 'speaking' French

Pairings: sub!crossdresser! Rook Hunt X FEM!tall! Reader

Plot: a sweet treat after a tiring game of basketball

TWs:

•names while sex

• ghost pepper spicy (I'm used to writing hardcore smut and my bff is an ace and were both unexperienced so we're just two idiots trying to write sweet smut which ended up kinky)

•Crossdressing

• sex toys

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Your POV

After a tiring game of basketball club activities,you wouldn't think to be treated with a sweet victory treat.

"My legs are killing me.." Ace whines as I chuckled at him "I'd go for one more round if I didn't feel bad"

I said as I placed my things in my gym back and took a sip of my water bottle "where in twisted wonderland did you get your stamina?" Jamil asked as I smirked at him

"Another universe" I said as I zipped my bag "Catch y'all tomorrow,toots"

"see ya!" I heard Ace shout as I left before I heard a loud thud and a faint shout of 'ACE!'. "Not mah problemo~"

I sang as I was on my way to Ramshackle before a ping was heard,it was coming from my phone. I took it out of my team jacket pocket and looked at it.

Stalkerbabe❤️👑:

Stalkerbabe❤️👑:

Babyyyyyyy

Mon cherié

Mon amour

Mon ange

Amour❤️✨:

Yes,Rook?

Stalkerbabe❤️👑:

Help plss?

Amour❤️✨:

Are you hurt?!

I'll be there soon,BB!

Club just ended!

Hang on

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And on that last text,Y/n placed her phone back in her pocket and ran to her boyfriend.

"Ah! Hey Y/--" "is Rook ok?! He texted me for help!" I said as I looked down at Vil,due to height difference. "Uh.. N-No! He's not doing too well"

"I knew I should've not gone to club! Rook??" I said as I knocked on his door. "Y..yeah?" Rook said,it was low and sounded like he's far away. "Hun, are you ok??" "I uh..."

"I'm coming in,right now!" I said as I took out the spare keys for Rook's room and unlocked it. I entered and locked the door behind me,expecting a sick Rook but...

He was.. wearing a purple and white crop top, a mini skirt, stockings and heels. His makeup remains the same but his hat was changed with a plain white cap. "W..Woah.. ok.."

I muttered as I immediately looked away "You needed help with what now?" I asked nervously as I looked at the floor. I heard him chuckle as he was stepping close,with each step being his heels clacking louder.

"You know~ thought you needed a treat,and I have this little thingy" Rook said as he wraps his arms around my neck and looking up at me,though I still refused to look. He used his hand to make me look at him "I'm all yours to use,baby~"

I put my hands in his hips and he leaned in for a kiss,it was passionate at first but it soon became hungry and needy. Rook moaned against the kiss as I grazed my tongue against his lower lip,asking for entrance in his cavern.

He opened his mouth and I immediately explored his inner mouth with my tongue. After a while,I broke the kiss and looked in his eyes. They were lustful and needy.

I smirked and whispered to him "jump". He obliged as I carried him and laid him to the bed. I removed his cap and started kissing and biting down from his earlobe to his neck,attacking his sweet spot as he lets out lustful moans.

I didn't stop until he had a ring hickies and bites around his neck. I took his shirt off painfully slowly to tease him. "Go faster dammit!"

He said as I chuckled and fully removed his shirt and skirt,along with his stockings, boxers and heels. Leaving him naked on the bed. His cock was up and dripping precum. "Please... Touch me there..." He begged as I smiled before lowering myself until my mouth was hovering over his tip, kitten licking it. His shaft was always sensitive to my tongue and mouth. I started to slowly take him whole and once I did sucked faster. "Ah-!! Anghnn...~ Mon deiu~ you always know how to- ANGHNN! Drive me.. so crazy~" he said in between moans and grunts. You suddenly stopped and took his shaft out your mouth,leaving him a whimpering mess "Why did you do that, amour?" He asked as you looked at him, unamused. He was clearly confused whether to be turned on or scared. Or both.

"It's Mademoiselle to you,pet."

He's definitely turned the hell on.

"Y-yes! Mademoiselle!"

"Good,pet."

And with that,you stood up and took something from his drawer. Rope, a vibrator and a blindfold (approaching ghost pepper spicy -a/n)

"We're playing that game~?"

"You were always so turned on, are you holding back?"

"Well I'm very much turned on"

He said as I started typing his wrists above his head and on the headboard with the rope. It was tight and will surely leave marks, he wouldn't mind his clear skin being ruined by rope marks? Absolutely not.

Wrapping the blindfold around his eyes as he but his lip,he was always so turned on with your dominant side and how you act like you could hurt him since he was shorter than you and seemed intimidating.

In reality,you wouldn't hurt him that he wouldn't like. You put the vibrator on his shaft and put it to medium setting. He immediately moaned out your name as soon as he felt the vibrations.

His mouth drooling as you shoved one finger in his hole.

"It feels so good~ Mademoiselle~!! More!! More!!"

Who the hell were you to decline.

You added another finger in and did a scissoring motion,stretching his hole. "Ahnn~~! It's so good!!"

"Don't cum until I said so"

You said,you can tell just by his smirk and biting his lip that he was liking this. "Tell me, who's making you feel good?"

"Mademoiselle Y/n~" "louder,pet."

You put the vibrator setting on high and shoved a third finger.

"MADEMOISELLE Y/N--!! AGGHHNNM!!!! IM GONNA CUM!!!"

He shouts as you smiled and thrusted your three fingers hard into his hole "then cum" you said and synchronized with your finger thrust,he came hard and let out a half shout half moan.

You turned the vibrator off and removed your fingers,having him lick them clean. He was a panting mess as he struggled to take his hands back from the rope.

"A good boy doesn't fight back. You're being a bad boy, Rook"

"Then punish me~"

"You asked for it"

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Bonus✨:

3rd person POV

After Y/n left,Ace and Jamil were talking about her.

"I wonder where she gets her stamina? You'd think she's a pro athlete back in her universe"

Ace said as Jamil nods in agreement

"Well,she might be. I would t see why not. She knows every rule and is a good 3 point shooter and point guard after all" Jamil says

"I know where she gets the stamina,you wouldn't wanna know" A/n,the librarian of the NRC library, said as they were flying on a broom.

Hovering over Jamil's shoulder. "GAH!!" "Chillax,hun. I'm not here to talk about your car's extended warranty" A/n said with a smile

"She's got some... Personal training. That's where she boosts her stamina. Also,Ace. Do tell your dormwarden about 'The Great 7: Queen of Hearts' history' book,it's been gone for quite a while. I'm scared he might've done something with it"

"who's Y/n's personal trainer?", Jamil asked "Rook. But Ace,please tell Riddle" "Sure!" Ace said as A/n smiled "Well them,I'll see you kiddos around!" And with that,A/n left.

"Wait.. how is Rook Y/n's personal trainer?" Ace asked as Jamil and Ace looked at each other

Yes. It's that training,you two kids.

[kanene-yaaay]

5+1 - [Part 2]

5 times Iida was tickled and the one he wasn’t

[PART ONE]

Kanene’s note: What a helloooo! I am baack! Gosh, look at me! Having a posting schedule! Who would say, huh? xDD Well, I hope you like this >u<

Warnings, fun facts, random things and stuff:

* This characters don’t belongs to me! They all belong to the anime/manga Boku no Hero.

* This is a SFW tickle fanfic with family tickles, so, if you don’t appreciate this kind of content, please, look for another blog. There are a plenty of very greeat arts in this site!! ^w^)b

* This is Lee!Iida with Ler!Aizawa and Nemuri sprinkling some tease here and there. All relationships are platonic. Around 1.500 words.

* Sorry for any spelling, pontuation and grammar mistakes! Any and every advice is very very welcome! \(-w-)/

* Look at the window and find something that is worth smiling for. Don’t forget to drink water, sleep and eat! <33

[~*~]

“Iida Tenya.”

 “Ooooh noo,” Nemuri added from the spot on the floor where she sat, pampering and spoiling Shouta’s cats with plenty of snacks, a sharp grin gleaming at the boy who came running from the kitchen and now looked from a side to another with a panicked expression on his face, fast to move his arms in an ‘abort mission’ sign to the woman. “Looks like someone is in trouble! ~”

 “Nemuri-san, please I ask for you to control your voice!!” Tenya whispered in a volume that most people would categorize as a shout, especially with Shouta’s hero trained hearing. Nemuri, though, just expanded her wicked grin as the nine old boy didn’t realize the dark figure arriving right behind him. “He can’t know I am here!”

 “Aw, my dear,” she pouted in fake empathy at Iida’s inevitable fate, scratching Pudding under her chin, her loud motor like purring echoing in the silence. “But Shouta already knows.” Iida stilled as a statue when a shadow loomed over him, starting to turn around, slowly. “He always knows.”

 “Gotcha.”

His quirk activated a second before Aizawa erased it with his own, making the blue haired one stumble on his own legs, almost falling on the ground if it wasn’t for the arms that grabbed him in a firm hug, fingers worming their way to his armpits, prodding and digging on the awfully ticklish flesh there.

 “What,” Shouta started, with a tune that tipped on bored, his plain face contrasting to the smaller’s puffed cheeks as he wiggled and shook with the contained giggles. “Did I say about my orange flavored jelly packs, huh?”

 “Aww, is the itsy bitsy Tenya ticklish? Can’t he take all the tickly-tickly-tickly tickles his favorite grumpy uncle gives to him? Huh? Aww, my poor ticklish boy.” Nemuri teased, ignoring the glare her friend sent on her direction in favor to stare at Tenya, who went redder at her words, a couple of squeaky snorts escaping from his lips.

 “I will remind you what I said about eating my jellies without permission: don’t. Never. Do not look. Do not touch and especially, do not even think about eating it.” Aizawa highlighted the last phrase by blowing a raspberry right behind Iida’s neck, leading the boy to squeal, uncontrolled laughter following it almost immediately. The taller man did his best to keep a serious face, principally as the arms of his ‘victim’ rocked up and down, from the left to the right and in random patterns without even being able to get themselves enough control to attempt to stop him. “And you did, so now you will face the consequences. It’s only logical.”

 “A-Aizahahazawa-san I, I cahahahAAH!” Shout cut the other’s protest by throwing him in the air, resting his hands on his sides when he caught him again, slightly clawing his stomach with his fingers, fishing uncontrollable, bubbly giggles from him. “Please, please! I can-'' Snort. “I can ehehexplain!” Yelp. Half words, Half pleas. Giggles. Giggles. Giggles. “I hahahave the right, Aizawa-sahahahan!”

 Shouta contented himself in making the younger squirm – left, right, left, left, right and repeat – from a side to another by tapping his fingers on his sides repeatedly, sometimes giving a quick scratch only to gain another yelp, pretending to think about the proposal for a little less than a minute.

 “No.” He decided, spidering his fingers merciless on the death spot. Iida threw his head back, crackles flying from him in a waterfall of shrieks and squeaks.

 “Come one, Shou! Let the boy speak! As much I love this lovely, absolutely adorable laughter that makes you want to tickle and tickle him forever and ever, and aww, wouldn’t you love it, my dear? To get all the tiggles-tickles you could ever want for all eternity?” Iida kicked and shook his head in protest, more pleas falling from him, face and neck in flames. “I think he has the right to defend himself.”

 “Which side are you?”

 “No side deserves my awesome presence.” Aizawa rolled his eyes. “What is the matter, Shou? Afraid that you will lose in a logical battle with baby Tenya?”

 “Ihihihi am NOT ahahaha baby!!” Iida protested through his hysterical laughter, nothing giving him more strength than correct factually incorrect statements. “I ahahahaham a very hehehealthy chihihihih- – No! Not there! – chihihihild! Mom said so!”

 Nemuri hid her snickers behind her hands, receiving a very unamused yowl from Pudding, the cat demanding her to come back to her ear scritches immediately. The woman resumed to her wishes.

Shouta recognized a bait when he heard one, but watching the way tears started to appear in the corner of the younger’s eyes, he decided to bite it.

 He adjusted him so the boy would be resting on his hips, his hand resting calmly on his ribs, a much less ticklish spot.

 “You have fifty seconds.”

 “WHAT!” Iida stared at him in disbelief, turning to look at Kayama in the search of reinforcements, and being gifted with nothing more than a joyful shrug, his brother’s best friend being very glad in just watch the chaos unraveling in front of her and, unnoticed by the other two who were caught up on the silliness, the camera carefully hidden behind Pudding’s fluffy form. “That ihihisn’t even a minute! It’s impossiblehe to mahahake a good defehense under this condici- conditionaries… undeheher that pressure!”  

 “Conditions.” Aizawa offered, “and heroes work under pressure. You want to be one when you grow up, right?”

 “Yes!” Iida’s smile got even bigger than it already was, his eyes also becoming even brighter, shining with the determination of his new challenge.

 “Good,” the tired adult smirked, starting to count with his fingers as the seconds went by. “Start to talk then.”

 Tenya tried to clear his mind, together with keeping his resolve strong enough to not visibly squirm or titter every time Aizawa made any infinitesimal move. He never thought he would really be able to convince his uncle to let him make a true attempt to escape from this, therefore he didn’t possess any good enough reason to explain besides the ‘it was orange flavored and oranges are delicious!’

 A sentence pulled him out of the frenzy of thoughts dashing on his brain at full speed. “You have twelve seconds now.”

 “WHAT!” Tenya cried, seriously thinking about just pushing Shouta’s arms away and trying to run to the safety of the guest room.

 “You seem to have a problem keeping track of the time.” The small kid nodded at his direction and Aizawa almost felt bad by his next move.

 Almost.

 “Let me help you, then.”

 The underground hero poked an index finger on the lowest rib, vibrating on the sensitive spot for a few pieces of second, tearing a sputtering guffaw as Iida realized the true meaning of his words. “One.” He pressed another rib, and another, and another. “Two. Three. Four…”

 “Noho! Wait! Wait!!”

 “Five… Six. Seven…”

 “Oops. It looks like you’re running out of time, sweetheart.” Nemuri added, unhelpfully. “Well, let’s just hope the mean Shouta won’t attack those awfully ticklish knees of yours when the time is over, right?”

 “NOHOT MY KNEHES!”

 “Good luck. Ten. Eleven. Twel-”

 “YOULIED!”

 Aizawa stopped.

 “What?” He blinked one, two, three times. As if the meaning of the rushed words would become clearer. “No. I hid it and I was very clear in saying you couldn’t touch it. There is no lie here.”

 “There is! A lie of omiz-” Iida closed his eyes, concentrating on the word and controlling the few giggles that still slipped from his mouth. He wanted to be a hero and heroes succeed through the pressure! “omission! Which means hiding! You hid the information so you were lying to me, so I… I… I taught you a lesson!”

 They stared at each other for what seemed a lifetime.

 Aizawa huffed a chuckle, lowering the boy to the ground, trying to not be blinded by the excitement and proudness exhaling from the younger when he realized that he succeeded in “logicing” his way out of the playful “punishment”, beaming on the ball of his feet at both adults.

 “Good. In a fight, using your opponents’ words against them can be an important tool. Also, as a physical opening, don’t forget that I was carrying you, which means that if you hit the back of my knees hard enough I would weaken my grip and that would give you the opportunity to run. I would try to not hurt you when I fell, so that is also a weakness you could exploit.” After a thought, he added. “Try to do that the next time Hizashi tickles you.”

 “You are a bastard.” Kayama replied, earning an exasperated gasp from Tenya. “Not you, dear. I am talking about Shouta.” That did nothing to alleviate the boy’s rebellion, his lecture of how ‘This isn’t the proper vocabulary of a hero’ was soon interrupted as the apartment door flew open, Ingenium walking through it. He immediately extended his arms, hugging his brother when the aforementioned jumped on him, part of the exhaustion of a day’s work being eased by the younger attics.

 “Tensei! Tensei! I already did all my homework and I brushed my teeth and I played with the cats so they would not be sad or bored and I ate all my greenies and also-”

 “-ate all my orange jelly packs.” Aizawa completed.

 “And Aizawa-san tickled me because of it! Using very villainous techniques even though he is a very good and skilled hero! But then I won! I showed him logic and, and, and then he let me go!”

 “Oof, that sounds like a very exciting day!” Tensei ruffled the boy’s hair, fondness dripping in waves from his acts and words. “But you don’t need to worry anymore about Shouta, the Grumpy Tickle Monster because now I am here!” Tensei posed in a poor representation of All Might's usual pose. “Ready to protect you!”

 “Oh.” A dangerous tune marked Shouta’s grin and voice, making the blue haired hero to shiver with all the teenagerhood memories that this brought over. “Don’t get over yourself, assuming you’re out of danger, too.”

 A wobbly smile took over Tensei's expression as Shouta cracked his knuckles, preparing himself for a chase. “Don’t think I don’t know exactly who told him where I hid my jelly packs.” The older Iida got his younger brother on his arms, flexing his legs, preparing to not give up so easily.

 Aizawa decided he was feeling merciful today.

“You have three seconds.” Iida gasped in protest, an argument on the tip of his tongue. “Run.”

[twistedlymad]

Hi!! I really love your Twisted Wonderland stories!! They make so happy!! I love the way you write the characters! If you’re still taking requests could I plz have a story of MC and the gang playing truth or dare where Grimm asks MC if she has a crush on anyone to get at the boys? And MC won’t tell so the boys try everything they can to see who she likes? I leave the ending in your hands! I understand if you won’t accept this request but if you do then I’ll be so happy!! Ok thanks YOUREAWESOME!!

Okay, let’s settle something first. And that is: I am NOT awesome.

You guys are the true awesome ones! You guys have so many ideas! My inbox is filled with requests of which I never knew could happen! Thank you all <3

Also, I have never fully immersed myself into a game of truth and dare :’) And now I’m writing a story on something I’ve played but not full heartedly. The irony is strong :’)

Thank you for requesting this story! I do hope it lives up to your expectations! Thank you again and have a lovely day!!

What if you played Truth or Dare? (Ft. Grim, Ace, Deuce, Sebek, Jack and Epel) (Riddle, Vil, Lilia and Ruggie are mentioned)

“Fgnaaaaa (Y/N), I’m bored.” Grim said while laying on your lap. You and him were doing your homework in your dorm.

“I know, but, when we finish, we can go out and meet up with the others. I’ll even throw in a can of tuna or two. How does that sound?” You said, trying to coax the furball into doing his homework.

“When you put it that way!! Fgnaaaa!” And the furball was more excited to do his work. You gave him a head pat and continued on your own work.

After about an hour or two, you two had finished your homework. You sighed and closed your book, you turned to see Grim dozing off to dreamland. You shook your head, giggling and gently nudged him awake.

“Come on you furball, it’s almost time to get dinner, we don’t want the others to worry about us right?” You said, picking Grim up and placing him on your head. Grim yawned a little before going to sleep on your head.

You had a nice little walk to the crowded cafeteria, when you arrived, you saw your friends sitting at a table not far from you. They were chatting with smiles on their faces while you went and grabbed yours and Grim’s food. After doing so, you went over to the table where your friends were sitting and sat yourself down.

“(Y/N)!!” The others called for you and you just shushed them. They were puzzled until you pointed to the sleeping furball on top of your head. They looked at each other before nodding and snickering. You smiled and slowly set the sleeping furball down on your lap and took a bite out of your dinner.

“So, how is everyone doing?” You asked your friends and multiple groans were heard.

“Riddle made me feed the flamingos wearing pink again today!!” Ace said with a sigh.

“I had to change the color of roses in the garden to white for the whole day.” Deuce said, taking a sip out of his drink.

“Ruggie-senpai dragged me around the whole school looking for Leona-senpai… Turns out he was sleeping in a tree at Main Street. I wasted a whole afternoon doing that.” Jack said.

“Hah! You guys don’t even know what is true hardship. Vil and Rook taught me on ‘fine dinning’ and ‘proper table manners’ the whole day! I don’t get it! IT’S FOOD SO YOU SHOULD JUST EAT IT.” Epel said, the last part in anger. You patted him gently as a gesture to calm him down.

“Malleus-sama was nowhere to be found when school ended, so me and that stupid Silver spent the entire day searching for him. We could’ve been done earlier if that human wasn’t so slow. I can’t believe he can let Malleus-sama out of his sight!” Sebek said.

“Ehh? Didn’t you also let Malleus-senpai out of your sight?” Epel asked the Diasomnia first year. The latter froze a little.

“N-No. Malleus-sama’s class wasn’t near mine at all today. It’s clearly that human’s fault.” Sebek said.

“Sebek, I’m sure Silver-senpai didn’t mean it. It’s just that Tsu- I mean, Malleus-sama likes taking walks around the school without anyone knowing, right?” You said, in hopes of calming down your friend.

“Hmm… Maybe you’re right, but still-” Sebek tried to argue but you cut him off.

“Sebek, it’s alright, mistakes happen all the time, let it go.” You said and sent a smile to him.

“A-Alright.” Sebek said, going back to his meal.

“You know what? Since you all had such a terrible day, let’s do something after dinner to clear your minds of it!” You suggested to your friends, their eyes lit up after you’ve said so.

“Yea!! But, what should we do?” Ace asked.

“How about a game?” Deuce said.

“What game?” Jack immediately asked. The 6 of you were brainstorming until Epel decided to speak up.

“How about Truth or Dare?” The Pomefiore first year piped up. You all took looks at each other before nodding.

“Sounds fun!” Ace said with a smirk.

“I’m in.” Deuce said, taking a bite out of his dinner.

“W-Well, it is just a game… I guess I’ll join since I have nothing better to do.” Jack said, his ears drooping slightly.

Alas, the only one who didn’t give a response was Sebek. So, you, Ace and Epel looked at him with the most adorable puppy eyes the 3 of you could muster. Jack was slightly confused but he has a gist of what you all were trying to do. Sebek looked at the 3 of you, his face slightly paling.

“W-Wha-“ Poor Sebek couldn’t even finish asking before you cut him off.

“Join our game Sebek!” You pleaded.

“It’ll be fun! We promise!” Ace continued after you. After the two of you had said this, you, Ace and Epel bombarded Sebek with the word ‘please’ over and over again.

“F-FINE! STOP YOUR PLEADING!” Sebek said, finally caving in to you, Ace and Epel’s chants of ‘please’. The three of you high fived each other and did a little cheer. Your cheering just so happened to wake Grim up from his nap.

“Fgnaaaaa…. What’s wrong with you people? Can’t you let a monster like me take a good nap for once?” Grim said as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. You giggled and petted Grim.

“Sorry Grim, but we were just excited! We’re playing truth or dare later.” You said, running your fingers through the creature as if you were to groom him.

“Truth or Dare? What’s that?” Grim asked you. You let out a small gasp.

“Grim… You… You don’t know what’s Truth or Dare?” You asked back the creature. He looked at you tiredly and shook his head.

“It’s like, the most common game ever to play with friends! You must’ve heard of it before!” Ace said to the furball.

“No, I have never heard of such game.” Grim replied the orange-haired student with a yawn.

“Well, you can see us play around before joining in later.” You said, handing him a can of tuna. “I remember owing you this.” The furball’s eyes lit up with sparkles.

“Fgnaaaaaaa!! Yes!!!!” Grim did a little happy dance and started to work his way into the can.

“So, where are we going to play later?” Sebek asked you all.

“Not Heartslabyul.” Ace said. “I cannot imagine enjoying the game with Riddle there.”

“Not Savanaclaw either. We can’t have a peaceful moment to ourselves there.” Jack said, shaking his head.

“Definitely not Pomefiore, unless you want our game session to turn into a makeover session.” Epel added on.

“Diasomnia isn’t the best option either. I’m pretty sure Lilia-senpai would interrupt us constantly.” Said Sebek.

“Well, I guess that just leaves my dorm right?” You said, laughing a little. “Then it’s settled then! We’ll have a small game session at Ramshackle Dorm. Now, hurry up and finish your dinner guys.” You ordered the boys as you finished your own dinner.

When they did, you all walked back to your dorm together, along the way, you guys had a nice little chat about what Professor Trein’s homework and how Lucius has a big influence on the class. The cat couldn’t help but meow at the end of each of the professor’s sentence. Ace even made fun of Deuce who meowed along once because he was half asleep then. When Deuce tried to defend himself by saying it was actually Lucius who made the sound and not him, Ace fired back at him saying that he was literally looking at him while he made the sound. Poor Deuce immediately turned red as the rest of you laughed. It’s okay, you comforted him after laughing for almost a minute.

Soon after, you arrived at your humble Ramshackle Dorm. You let everyone into the lounge and you guys started to discuss about the game that you were going to play. You guys decided to draw sticks to see who will go first. In the end, you had drawn the longest stick therefore you would start the game first.

“Alright then, let’s begin! Epel, truth or dare?” You asked your first victim and so the madness had begun.

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After a few rounds of Truth or Dare, you had ended up with Epel being punished to wear a pink dress and his hair was in an up-do. Ace and Deuce had been punished to switch places, their personalities, the marks on their eyes and even their clothes had been switched. Jack was dared to have makeup on his face, from mascara to lipstick, you name it, beauty products littered everywhere on his face, his tail was in a big braid as a dare. Sebek’s whole body was covered in glitter, everytime he moved, glitter would flutter off from his body, he was also punished to speak in hushed tones.

Yeah, let that sink in.

And for you, you just had to be in an uncomfortable pose. You were feeling pretty sore too, who would’ve thought you would have to do the game standing up with only one leg supporting you while one of your hands were stuck to your waist and the other on top of your head. This was a dare made by Sebek out of all people, and you can only leave the pose when someone else calls out your name. So, yeah, you were ABSOLUTELY SORE.

“I think I know how to play this game now!!” Grim suddenly yelled out.

“Final- I mean, good for you Grim! I have to be nice to everyone if I want to be an honor student!” Ace said to Grim, mocking Deuce who was clearly irked by this.

“Fgnaaaaaa! Why wouldn’t I know how to play? I am The Great Grim after all!!” Grim laughed out.

“Well, I guess you should get a turn, go on then, pick a student and ask them Truth or Dare.” Epel said.

“Hmmm… (Y/N) then!” Grim looked at you and you finally collapsed onto the ground.

“Thank you Gri-“ You were cut off by the furball.

“Truth, or Dare?” You looked at him with widen eyes.

“Hmm… I’m never doing dare again… So, truth!” You said, not moving from your position at all because you were too tired.

“Alright, Truth eh?” Grim said, putting a paw underneath his chin to make it look like he’s thinking of something. After a few seconds of ‘thinking’ the furball had come up with the question.

“I got it!!” Grim yelled. “Who do you have a crush on in this school?” Everybody froze.

Grim, no, you just… You just started a war.

“Hey! How about I switch okay? I choose Dare instead!!” You frantically yelled out.

But Grim already made up his mind.

“Alright then, I dare you to tell us your crush.” Grim said to you and your eye twitched. You got to hand it to the furball, that was one smart move.

“Argh! NO! I won’t say anything!” You said, crossing your arms and turning away from your friends.

“Hey! You didn’t let me do anything else than wear this stupid dress!” Epel argued with you.

“Guys, guys, no. If (Y/N) is acting so defensive, it must mean she has a crush.” Ace said. The boys looked at you while you slowly shrunk yourself.

“(Y/N), it is a dare.” Jack barely said for his face was too heavy with the amount of makeup on.

“Yeah (Y/N) come on, tell us! I as the troublemaker need to know because I’m dumb!” Deuce said, mocking Ace.

Truth be told, the boys treated each other like enemies when Grim asked the question as they each wanted to be your ‘crush’, they knew that everyone had spent their fair share of time with you and you must have a favorite, right?

So, with what Deuce had said, it seemed like a direct attack to Ace. And let me tell you, Ace was not happy at all.

“HEY! I HAVE BETTER GRADES THAN YOU!” Ace fired back to his dorm mate.

“SO?! IT’S NOT LIKE YOU’RE SMART IN YOUR EVERYDAY CHOICES!”  Deuce yelled back.

“GUYS STOP.” Sebek said, getting in between them.

“Fine! Just because I don’t want to be covered in glitter as well.” Ace said.

“Hmph! Me neither!” Deuce said.

“Wait… Where’s (Y/N)?” Epel asked out. Everyone turned to where you sat only to find air there.

You see, while everyone was busy watching/stopping the fight between Ace and Deuce, you had sneakily taken off and ran straight for your dorm’s front door.

“(Y/N)!!! YOU CAN’T ESCAPE!!” Epel yelled as he and the others started to run after you.

“NO! FREEDOM IS NEAR!” You yelled and opened the door and ran out of it. As you just left your dorm’s front yard, you saw the boys were already on their way chasing after you. Grim was also with them but he had a spot on Deuce’s shoulder.

So, you ran, with a bunch of ridiculously looking boys on your tail.

“Guys, we should circle her instead, so, split up!” Sebek told his friends. The others nodded and branched off. You turned your head to see only Sebek running at you at full speed. You gulped slightly before picking up your pace.

“(Y/N)! This could’ve been easier if you’ve just did the dare!” Sebek yelled at you.

“Over my dead body!!” You shouted back and took a sharp left at the end of a hallway, leading you to Main Street.

But when you arrived, you saw something pink slowly walking towards you. You widen your eyes as you realized that it was Epel in front of you. You turned your head to the left to find Jack slowly approaching you from that side. Your right was being approached by the two Heartslabyul boys so escaping from there isn’t an option. You also felt a presence behind you and you already knew who it was.

And with that, you were trapped. Escape was impossible then.

Or so you thought.

“Now, (Y/N), be a good little student who accepted a dare and tell us…” Ace said smugly.

“Yeah, no backing out (Y/N).” Deuce continued. You were overwhelmed.

“F-Fine! I’ll talk, I’ll talk!” You said, covering your blushing. The boys all thought you looked adorable in that state. Could you blame them? You were looking all flustered and red and adorable while hiding her blushing face. Nothing could stop them from blushing slightly as well.

“Okay…” You said, taking a deep breath. The boys leaned in to you, wanting to hear more of your slightly trembling voice.

“My crush is-“

Ah, you were cut off. By a few voices actually.

“ACE! DEUCE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IS IT?!”

“EPEL! IS THAT YOU?! WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE EVIL QUEEN ARE YOU WEARING?!”

“Jack!! I need your help back at Savanaclaw!! Leona isn’t helping me!!”

“My oh my, if it isn’t Sebek, you know, Malleus would be disappointed.”

Yes, two dorm leaders and two vice dorm leaders were slowly walking to your group.

“Dorm Leader Rosehearts!” Ace and Deuce yelled to a red-looking Riddle.

“You two! It’s already curfew! If you don’t get back to your dorm in the next five minutes… IT’S OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!” Ace and Deuce’s eyes widen and ran at full speed to their dorm.

“Bye (Y/N)!! We’ll see you tomorrow!!” Ace and Deuce said as they ran back to Heartslabyul with Riddle following behind them, but of course Riddle walked slowly instead.

“EPEL!!!” Vil had yelled for his first-year. Epel let out a small groan before turning to look at Vil.

“What?” Your friend responded to his dorm leader.

“What in tarnation are you wearing?!” Vil questioned.

“Are you blind? It’s a dress.” Epel said with a straight face.

“Don’t make me slap you again. Come, we must go back to Pomefiore and get you out of this horrible outfit.” Vil said and dragged Epel away.

“I’ll see you tomorrow (Y/N).” Epel managed to say while being dragged back to his dorm by Vil.

“Jack! Didn’t you hear what I said?!” Ruggie was approaching Jack. “I told you that- HAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT’S GOING ON WITH YOUR FACE?!?!” Ruggie couldn’t help himself as he turned Jack around only to be greeted with a makeup filled face.

“Yeah, yeah, you need my help right? Let’s just go now.” Jack said, dragging a laughing hyena upperclassman with him. “Bye (Y/N).” Said the wolf to you.

“My… Sebek… What a sight to see you like this.” Sebek froze for a good few seconds before turning around.

“Lilia-sama…” Sebek muttered in a low tone.

“I wonder how Malleus would react to this.” Lilia said and Sebek’s eyes widen.

“N-NO, MALLEUS-SAMA MUSN’T KNOW!” Sebek yelled.

“Then, I suggest you better hurry back to your dorm before he catches you.” Said Lilia with a small smirk on his face.

“We will meet again tomorrow (Y/N)!” Sebek said before rushing back to his dorm.

“Bye (Y/N)~” Lilia said to you before going back to his dorm himself.

After everyone were gone, you let out a breath you didn’t even knew you were holding.

“Fgnaaaaa… I only played one round though.” Grim said, as he plomped himself on your shoulder.

“I think one round is enough for you.” You said and started to walk back to Ramshackle Dorm.

“But seriously (Y/N), who is your crush?” Grim asked with curiosity.

“I don’t need a crush, I have you after all.” You said to Grim, patting his head.

“But but!” Grim asked further.

“No buts, either you stop asking about my crush or you don’t get to have tuna for the next few days.” You said with a stern tone.

“Fine…” Grim said and the two of you slowly made your way back to Ramshackle Dorm.

[thisisallthehattersfault]

Other cute things about Ways To Be Wicked

Mal handing the apple to Jane, and then letting Jane snatch up her paint can and strut off. We can’t see because of the way the scene is shot but I like to think Carlos checked Jane out on her way past. Jay whips apples directly at the band but the only apple that goes anywhere near Doug is the one that ends up in his trumpet, which startles him a little but doesn’t hurt at all, while the other band members all have to dodge or get wrecked.

Carlos knocking some kid’s books out of his hands. Carlos de Vil. The nerd. Knocking some other nerd’s books to the floor. Mal probably got so sick of watching people on the isle do that to Carlos that she can’t help but let him get some petty revenge in her daydream.

Chad’s dumb lovestruck face and him jumping to help Evie onto the desk, and then Evie sitting on some other kid’s shoulder while he twirls her. Presumably this other kid is Also A Prince, or at least a noble. Mal’s daydream includes all the rich boys fawning over Evie like she deserves, even though she doesn’t actually want or need any of them.

Evie waving at Lonnie and Lonnie’s little half-mischievous half-scandalized look at Mal and Evie before she walks away with the candy apple. This is the girl who ripped her skirt halfway up her thigh and said “now I’m cool.” Lonnie absolutely knows there’s shenanigans afoot and she’s here for it even before she takes a bite of the apple.

Jane leading the cheerleaders around Jay, which I literally only noticed right now.

Mal including Belle and Adam in her fantasy, cause if she’s gonna go full self-indulgent edm daydream she may as well include her boyfriend’s folks.

Adam throwing his glasses away????? Sir don’t you need those.

Carlos is the only one visibly distressed when talking about their parents because Mal knows Cruella didn’t treat that boy right, but he throws off his headphones as if symbolically freeing himself from Cruella’s voice

The way the four of them all run in a circle??? You guys remember being like five and holding hands with your friends and running around in a big circle until you all fell down. Cause that’s what that reminds me of.

Lonnie, Jane and Doug being the ones immediately behind the core four during the YMCA segment, Jane inexplicably wearing a leather jacket over her cheering uniform and Doug in a backwards hat like, yes, that is exactly what these dorks would think of as cool. How perfectly in-character. Glad to see you pay attention, Mal.

I know everybody already knows about Mal kissing the apple before she throws it at Ben but Mal kissing the apple before she throws it at Ben and the transition to real life -- he takes a bite of the apple while looking out directly at her while everyone in her daydreams were clearly spelled because they were focused on the apples but Ben isn’t because he’s looking at her and I’m weak.

[theliterarywolf]

Can someone at Disney explain to me why, out of ALL the villains that you could recontextualize into sympathetic anti-heros, you picked the puppy murderer who wanted to skin adorable innocent animals into coats? Like say what you want about Maleficent and how it's ruined Disney and Hollywood as a whole, at least she didn't perform animal cruelty!

Silly Taka, no one at modern Disney can think more than two moves ahead. They needed a girl-boss anti-villain! Could they have created a new one and had their first new merchandise mascot in almost a decade? -- when I say 'Merchandise Mascot', I'm referencing characters that are plastered onto so much merchandise that a good percentage of the population hasn't even seen the original films they come from, i.e.: Jack Skellington, Tinkerbell, Stitch -- Yes, but that's haaaaard~

Anon said: To be fair they could pull a maleficent and have this be an alternate timeline where she doesn't become a villain and skin puppies for a coat and they just chose cruella for the aesthetics. Or maybe they'll have the cruella personality somehow split off and whatever her actual name will have to fight her to keep the dogs safe god that dropped my iq typing that

People keep telling me that that's close to what they did... Which leads further into my frustrations of 'Disney, do something original for fuck's sake *looks at Raya* Not like that'

Anon said: Not only do the dalamations actually kill Cruella's mom, they did it in the stupidest way possible. Do they bite or maul her to death? No, one of them jumps on her and pushes her off a cliff and into the ocean.

Well, I mean, everyone knows that an average of 3 British middle-aged women are killed by level 20 Dalmatians using Tackle every year. It's common knowledge, anon, gosh.

Anon said: Just to play De Vil's advocate, her Stepmoms death isn't actually used to justify her puppy hatred, in fact it's not even really connected to why she wants a dalmatian coat, she's shown to like them towards the end of the movie, though with the implication she still wants to skin their babies for fashion. Imo the movie was pretty fun and she's still very much a villain protag where that scene is really only meant to further her grudge with the Baroness. The scene is still stupid though.

Okay, even if I tried to look at this through a similar perspective of someone like Wolf from Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts where a character is actively wearing the pelt of something that tried to kill her as a symbol of 'Fuck around and find out', it still feels like they handled it in a clumsy way here. Especially with 'Oh, I feel no grudge towards your kind... But I am still going to commit a crime against your species in the future, so keep an eye out~'

More and my responses beneath the break

Anon said: Actually if I had to say a few things about Cruella it's that it actually never delves into why she's so obsessed with furs. Fashion yes, but not furs specifically. General consensus I've heard though is that the movie could've been a really good standalone unconnected to any prior ips.

THAT'S ALL I WANT! FOR DISNEY TO JUST MAKE NEW IPs! I wouldn't care so much if we were following a murderous girl-boss anti-villain as long as we're not trying to woobify a pre-existing character who is already evil for evil's sake!

Anon said: Hey, since we're all collectively ragging on Cruella, thought I'd share something I stumbled on during a 2am YouTube crawl. Some dude on YouTube made a fake trailer for a theoretical Live Action Origin Movie about the dude that shot Bambi's mom

... As bad as this is for me to say, I wouldn't actually be opposed to watching a film following a guy who has essentially lost everything (job, family, house, etc.) and is living as a hermit in the forest. One day he happens upon a clearing full of animals and he needs to stock his rations for the upcoming winter and he manages to snag a doe.

Of course, as he's retrieving his kill, he sees the poor, now-orphan fawn looking at him in fear and horror before it bounds away into the woods. The rest of the movie is about the hunter trying to survive, thinking about his (mankind's) place in nature and just how much he should be taking and hurting to justify his own existence. The climax of the movie could be the fire but now written as a forest-clearing event that takes out the hunter's shelter and meager possessions. As he's trying to see what little can be saved, he hears a crack. Immediately grabbing for his gun, he takes aim and sees a buck. However... As both man and animal stare each other down, the hunter recognizes the buck as the same scared fawn from all those years ago.

And, thus... He lets him go. Bambi turns away and guides his family away from the burnt remains of the woods, and the hunter finally decides to go back to the city to try and rebuild a life without encroaching on the natural world.

Or something like that.

Anon said: You know who's actually a well written, sympathetic, female Disney villain, Demona from Gargoyles. An animated series from the 80s did a better job at giving a reason for being a villain than "wah, my mom got killed by Dalmatians but I'll still adopt them and use faux fur." I might even say Eclipsa from Star vs was a better "villain" than 2021 Cruella. I put " " because Eclipsa didn't really feel like a villain, more of a morally grey character IMO.

Sad to say, I doubt Disney will ever give us something in the same vein as Gargoyles anytime soon.

God... *holds back a scream* Season 4 of Star vs. would have been so much better if we just focused on Eclipsa and the other Queens of Mewni! Why couldn't Seasn 4 of Star vs. focused on Eclipsa and the other Queens of Mewni!!

Anon said: I feel like you probably could do a decent Cruella movie. A young woman starts her career in fashion at the bottom with earnest intentions to make an honest living. Heck she could be against fur in the beginning, but finds that she has to compromise more and more on her ethics until her rise to the top were she has lost all of her morality and no longer recognizes the person in the mirror. At that point, she's too far gone, and in the pursuit of even higher fashion heights, is willing to make a coat from puppies.

Anon, are you in my head? Because that's close to how I rewrote the premise of a movie like this when the trailer first dropped.