#twisted wonderland reactions

[tzuyusluv]

❥ Kisses With Savanaclaw

genre -> fluff

pairing(s) -> savanaclaw dorm x reader

warnings -> teasing, nothing much tbh

word count -> 425

summary -> kisses with the savanaclaw dorm

Leona Kingscholar | An Ear Kiss

“Stop moving herbivore.” Leona growls into your ear, his arm getting tighter around your stomach. “Leonaaaa, I need to go to class! So do you!” You attempt to wiggle out of his arms. “I said stop moving.” He pulls you closer to his chest and lightly nips your ear. “Leona!” You attempt to smack his chest with your hand but he grabs it before you can make contact. He takes the his other arm and wraps it around your chest, making you motionless. “There. Now stay quiet. I’m trying to nap with my favorite pillow.” He says, going back towards your ear. You brace yourself for another nip but jump when his lips make contact. “Leona! You can’t do that and then fall asleep!”

Ruggie Bucchi | A Kiss As Apart Of A Deal

Ruggie comes into his dorm with a tired sigh. Who knew that working for a lion beastman who slept all day would be this tiring? His ears catch the small noise of you rolling over into his pillow. “Hehehe what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at your dorm?” He laughed before making his way towards you. “Missed you.” You mumble to him. He laughed again before kneeling in front of you. “You know…I think I can let you stay here if you give me something..” You look up towards him and wait for his request. “I think if you give me a kiss, I can let you stay the night.” He closed his eyes and waited for you with his lips puckered. Rolling your eyes, you lean forward and connect your lips. “Y’know I was gonna let you stay but if you wanted one this bad, you could’ve asked.”

Jack Howl | A Smile During A Kiss

Jack had invited you to watch him work out, but you should’ve expected him to use it as an excuse to show off. “Here. Then I use the fifty pound dumbbells.” Jack showed you the equipment. “Oh? And you use these everyday?” You stare at him with a small smile. “Yeah, everyday.” His face gets red and he brings one of his arms to his neck, rubbing it. You laugh before going over to him. “You know you don’t have to show off right? I love you all the same.” You nuzzle his nose against his. “I know but I like showing you that I’m strong and able to protect you.” He whispered. “I already know that silly.” You say before connecting your lips together. Jack melted into it before smiling against your lips. Though if you look at his tail, you’d see it going at the speed of light.

[f-smutt-fitzgerald]

Ok so I’m like fucked in the dome so this might only be funny to me but like yuu fucking a professor and then one of her classmates walk in. Like would they be interested or disturbed. Jealous maybe. Idk.

Lol, I suppose the general reaction would depend on the professor involved and the student walking in, but all the same I'm sure the professors would go to Crewel for any "memory erasing" needs. 🤣

As far as student reactions, here's how I imagine some of them would go:

🌹❤️Riddle walking in would be absolutely mortified, you'll need to find a way to knock him out before his yells alert the whole campus. Cater walking in would be like "bet" then multiply into an orgy to join you.

🐉🦇Malleus would be simultaneously nauseated and curious, like, "Human mating rituals are so... intriguing..." Meanwhile Lilia is already in the room, hiding and watching from the rafters.

🦁💤Leona would walk in, then get annoyed and turn around like, "Well I guess I'm not taking a nap in here ever again..."

🐙💰The octotrio already has video evidence and they're already using it as blackmail against you.

🎮💀Idia immediately bleaches his eyes and vows never to leave his room again.

🏹🍎Rook is also in the rafters watching with Lilia.

[tingerines]

Pairing: Floyd x GN!Reader Genre: Fluff A/N: This is for @seajellyx for the Secret Santa Project held by @twstedsecretsanta. Happy Holidays, I hope you enjoy this small fluffy-fluff gift!

“Y/n.”

At the call of your name, the large gymnasium is filled with the sounds of gasps and mummering. You stare up at the podium with your face permanently set into a look of utter shock, because there’s no way that your name was just called.

Right?

The last thing you remember before spacing out was that the Christmas Royalties were about to be announced.

It’s apparently a tradition here at NRC: a celebration that’s a combination of what is a prom back on Earth and Valentine’s Day, where the popularly voted Christmas Royalties will have the chance to confess to their crush after being crowned — or challenge their rivals to a fight, for the less romantically inclined.

You always thought it was a ridiculous tradition. Especially when the chances of rejection and embarrassing yourself is ever present.

You’d given a thought before as to who you would confess to — though you’d hope you’d never have to. There is always a chance considering you are pretty well-known amongst the student body, courtesy of your friends’ overblot incidences and your magicless status.

And, as if the Sevens are playing a cruel joke on you, the student who had been called up to the podium first had been none other than your very own crush, Floyd Leech.

You’d met Floyd after your string of bad luck had you paired up with him as an Alchemy lab partner for the year.

At first, you thought he would be a difficult person to work with. The idea formed itself out of your preconceived notion that he is the louder and more uncontrollable of the Leech twins, thus he would never get any actual schoolwork done.

You had only witnessed him spending his free time messing with other students — your friends included — outside of class, after all.

But you were pleasantly surprised when Floyd took the initiative to reach out to you first with an offer to help, especially when the homework load got heavier as the year went by. His assistance, of course, was exchanged for a couple tight squeezes — and heavily dependent on his unpredictable mood.

Sometimes, Floyd could also be a bit flirty. He’d given you cheeky winks every now and then, or you would catch him staring at you in the middle of class with an unfamiliar glint in his heterochromic orbs.

Yet you thought nothing of it.

It was predictable of you to end up developing a crush on the man. It was a reality that your friends encouraged you to confess with the hidden hope that Floyd’s squeezes will only be reserved for you from then on.

But you’d also threaten that you’d transfer over to RSA if Floyd ever found out the truth.

But now? Flyod’s answer to “who would you like to call out to the stage?” was your name.

It was then that you began to wonder if all those times he’d been so cheeky in the middle of class was because he actually like-likes you?

“Is y/n here?” Riddle inquires into the mic again.

“That’s you. Haul ass, pal,” your friend Ace whispers as he elbows your side to bring you back to reality.

“Ugh… right,” you groan as you slowly stand up and make your way towards the stage.

Your body jerks in surprise when the overhead spotlight nearly blinds you, the bright light following your path exactly until you’re finally standing right beside Floyd.

“Well, this is quite the surprise,” you finally comment, arms crossed and an eyebrow raised at the taller man.

In typical Floyd fashion, the man reaches out and envelopes you in his arms. The squeeze he gives your body is much more gentle than normal. You manage to steal a glance at the man and return his wide smile with an amused one of your own.

“Shrimpyyyy,” Floyd coos before clearing his throat and speaking more clearly right by your ear, “sorry for doing this in such a public setting, but you wouldn’t pick up on any of the hints I’ve been giving you.”

“There isn’t much of a difference between the way you flirt and the way you treat your friends,” you chuckle, bending backwards slightly to properly look at Floyd’s face. From this close, you can see just how red his ears have gotten — and just how handsome he looks dressed so formally.

“You look marvelous, by the way. Not that you aren’t always,” Floyd compliments you as if he’d read your mind and wanted to beat you to the punch.

The cheesy words cause your cheeks to start burning up and earns more than an earful of aw’s from your briefly forgotten audience.

“Thank you, so do you— ugh,” you let out a short grunt when Floyd pulls you into another tight hug.

If anyone wanted to laugh at how silly you were making yourselves look, they didn’t. But if you weren’t busy trying not to suffocate in his arms, you’d have noticed how Floyd had thrown your audience a threatening look before they could even inhale.

“Thanks, Shrimpy,” Floyd finally takes a step back and squeezes your cheeks between his hands, tilting your head back so you’d meet his eyes. “How about a dance? I’m kind of tired of these people staring at us.”

Your lips curve up into a grateful smile as you nod, “sure.”

“I’m guessing you already know why you’re standing up here with me, but I do like you, Shrimpy. As more than a friend. I’d love to take you out on a date sometime soon.”

It’s as if those words unlocked a cage filled to the brim with butterflies. They flutter around in your stomach, leaving behind beautiful hues of reds, oranges, and yellows; warm colors that remind you of the beacon of sunshine that is Floyd Leech. You find it ironic, considering he’s from the sea.

You can’t hold back the grin that breaks into your face as you nod your head yes.

“Well, I’m glad you said something first because I like you too. Idiot,” you stubbornly admit with a playful roll of your eyes.

“That’s so cute! Congratulations!” Cater, who’d been standing and watching silently on the sidelines, suddenly yells.

With his lead, the rest of the student body begins to clap and the large gymnasium is filled with the sounds of cheers. Floyd tugs on your hand gently, and you allow him to guide you down the stage and straight to the dance floor. Large clusters of students come along, with most of them throwing confetti over your heads.

You’ve never seen them so lively outside of a good Spelldrive Tournament.

It takes a few minutes for the high energy to settle down, but finally everyone begins to break off into their respective pairs or small groups of friends.

Floyd wraps his arms around your waist, taking the opportunity provided by the slow melody playing to pull you close to him.

“Hi, Shrimpy,” Floyd beams, any signs and feelings of shyness already washed away.

“Hey,” you giggle as you wrap your arms around his neck and begin to sway together. “You sure know how to make a scene, huh?”

“I’m sorry, but you didn’t give me much of a choice. I thought I was being pretty obvious about it,” Floyd huffs, his lower lip jutting out into a pout.

“Well, I’m sorry too. For not noticing sooner,” you offer the man an apologetic smile.

Floyd hums for a moment before the mischievous glint is back in his eyes, “you can make it up to me somehow.”

“Didn’t I already agree to a date, sir?”

“But that’s different!” Floyd practically whines, and you’re surprised he’s not stomping his feet to match his tone.

You find him adorable, albeit a bit childish.

“I think I could get used to you being so cute,” you speak your thoughts aloud without meaning to. One of your hands moves to cover your mouth as you meet Floyd’s widened eyes. “I—I mean… what do you want?”

“How about…” Floyd pauses before his eyes travel up above your heads. You follow his gaze up to find multiple mistletoes dangling from the ceiling, “but only if you’re comfortable with it.”

Wordlessly, you place your arm back around Floyd’s neck and gently pull him closer to you. Your faces are mere centimeters apart, just a breath away from your lips touching.

“You know it’s bad luck to not kiss under a mistletoe, right? We shouldn’t risk it.”

“No, we shouldn’t,” Floyd mutters before he makes the first move to close the distance between you two.

Your eyes flutter shut right as your lips meet in a chaste and brief kiss. You couldn’t even hear the sound of your friends cheering from the top of their lungs over how hard your heart was beating.

“Floyd, don’t forget about us forever!” one of the Octavinelle residents in the crowd yells dramatically once the two of you finally pull apart.

“I guess that’s my cue to leave. I’m sorry,” Floyd rolls his eyes at his friend’s antics, but doesn’t let go of your hands despite his apology.

“I’ll see you tomorrow anyways, don’t look so sad to go!”

“You’re right, but I’ll still kick their ass for interrupting our moment.”

You laugh and nod slowly, “I can get behind that.”

“That’s my Shrimpy,” Floyd grins before planting a quick kiss onto your cheek. He finally lets go of your hands and takes a few steps backwards towards his waiting friends, “maybe I’ll come find you again for another dance?”

“I’d love that. I’ll be waiting.”

[ay-chuu]

I love every twisted wonderland writer a lot thank you. they are amazing. So everytime i saw them on my notifs i'm like

Love you all a lot guys 😭🫶🏽

[z3llous]

TWST end of ch 5 reaction part 1

They be talking like the show will go on. Are we not going to address the background?

Finally

HOW DARE YOU CUT IT THERE

Of course you would do that

Lol Malmal just havin a bit of fun

Vil fucked up Malmal, that’s what happened. Mans lost his shit and tried to kashoot lil snow white outta this world

Makes sense, wouldn’t want a place like this to be having outside casualties

Damn, he really wanted to go huh? It is probably his first invite so I can imagine why

Of course, we be besties

[marigoldendragon]

I had a good look through everyone's least and most favourite foods, Rook is probably the only one who would enjoy Vegemite. And Grim eats everything.

[anbaisai]

local octopus shot on sight

Bonus of said prefect:

[tinyfantasminha]

quick doodle before this meme dies

[egophiliac]

What do you think of Rook's savanaclaw card? <333

I didn't get him (and I need to save my keys for Silver's birthday, sob) so I looked up his groovy, and I'm not over how incredibly dramatic and epic and cool it looks in direct contrast to the absolutely ridiculous context. just look at that dynamic action and his majestic sparkling tears and keep in mind that this is pretty much right after a bunch of characters have been dance battling for his soul.

and then even the actual moment of the groovy is just like

this is NOT a negative in the slightest, I love it all, this truly was an incredible update in so many ways

[lico-arts]

🏹 Bonne Nuit 🌙

[tzuyusluv]

❥ Kisses With Pomefiore

genre -> fluff

pairing(s) -> pomefiore dorm x reader

warnings -> bullying/teasing in epel’s, nothing much tbh

word count -> tba

summary -> kisses with the pomefiore dorm

Vil Schoenheit | A Kiss During A Scene

“Alright! Time to shoot the kiss scene and then we’re done for the day!” Walking up to the set where Vil stood was intimidating, knowing that in a few moments you would have to kiss him. It made your heart beat out of your chest. “Alright action!” Saying your lines that would eventually push Vil’s character to kiss you. When you finish, you wait patiently for Vil’s actions. He leans forward and connects your lips gently. Pressing down hard but not forcefully. When he pulled away, a string of saliva connected your lips. “Cut! That was perfect!” The director shouts, snapping you out of your thoughts. The assistants take you to your trailer where you get ready for bed. Vil on the other hand was thinking about how perfect of an actor you were and he wouldn’t mind playing the villain if it meant he got to kiss you.

Rook Hunt | A Forehead Kiss

“Mon Amour!” You jump in surprise when Rook appears out of nowhere and presses a kiss to your forehead. “Oh Mon Amour how I’ve missed you!” He exclaims with a hand on his chest. “Rook, we were just in class. I just sat two people away from you.” You stare at him with a fond smile. “Oh Mon Amour, if it was up to me, I would have you in my arms all day.”

Epel Felmier | A Kiss To Prove A Point

You could faintly hear some students tease Epel around the corner. You didn’t want to interrupt and give them even more teasing material. “I’ll prove it too you! I will!” You could hear the angry in Epel’s voice. “Hey! Come here!” Epel calls you over and your eyes widen in surprise before you quickly make your way over there. You stand beside him and wait for what you were needed for. Epel got closer and closer before he eventually just pressed his lips to yours harshly yet loving. You just barely melt into it before he pulls away. “There! I proved it!” He proudly exclaimed to the other students. They just grumbled before leaving. “Sorry about that, I just need to prove something to them.” Epel explains sheepishly. It’s silent for a moment before he breaks it again. “Y’know, I think I have to prove something else.” His cheeks are getting redder and redder. “I need to prove to you that I actually love you and I didn’t just kiss you to get them away from me.”

[ventique18]

Baby dragon 🐉🍼 is in papa's office, lazing about in his little bean bag that he dragged beside the sunlit window.

🐉🍼: *yawn*

🐉: "My, what a big yawn! Are you alright, Mister Drowsy? Is our Lord of Eepers eepy?"

When you spend everyday with your modern spouse, you can't help but pick up a word or two from their vocabulary.

But his baby only side-eyes him for a whole five seconds, unspeaking. Then the boy sighs loudly, buries his snout in the bean bag, and dozes off.

🐉:

He's never felt more judged in his life.

[mellosdrawings]

Do you think in the N2 Squad, Jamil will just randomly get a burst of confidence and flirt with Leona and Vil, just for them to turn it around on him and he then gets so flustered he enters Caterpillar Mode™️ (pulls his hood over his face) for a solid hour?

I kept this one in my asks for a long time coz, while I thought it was a good ask and wanted to draw something for it, I am also plagued with the terrible curse of being both aromantic and autistic and struggling a lot with the very concept of ~*flirting*~

So first, gonna thank @aria-faye and @the-fab-fox for their insights and having the patience to explain to me the big strokes of flirting.

And now, I'm gonna quote aria-faye word for word cause he explained Jamil's flirting perfectly well in my opinion :

"I feel like Jamil is just... bad at flirting. He can tease and joke and all that, but when he's doing it with the intention of flirtation, i feel like he stumbles. His version of intentional flirting would probably be just... being overly straightforward. Saying what he's thinking for once."

"I feel like Jamil isn't very charismatic when it comes to flirting, so he isn't saying it [compliments] in any sort of way. Just pointing out a fact, which, to him, is flirting. Because it's not something he'd normally say aloud."

"Here's the thing: I think if they played the flirting game, and if Jamil said something intentionally over-the-top, teasing flirtatious, they [Leona and Vil] would match his energy and do it right back. BUT Jamil would be equipped to volley that back over and over. It's not flirtation that gets him. There's an element of disingenuous in flirting. It's all exaggerated, a bit untrue. It's an act - a mutually agreed-upon act that everyone in the group enjoys, but an act nonetheless. And Jamil is EXCELLENT at acts. He's no blushing flower when it comes to flirting. He would take that stuff all the way to bed if that's where it led him. But compliments? He has no idea how to take compliments. He has such a low opinion of himself for so long that he never learned. Compliments are what make him blush. Not flirting."

"Like, Leona could be like 'Damn Baby, what does that tongue do?' And Jamil would immediately respond by purring 'Come here and find out.' But Leona being like 'You look beautiful today' would have Jamil like "Oh, um. *blushes, pulls hood over his head* Thanks, I guess.'"

"I think something else that would get him flustered is physical affection. Like he gets all hyped up to shakily hold their hands, and they immediately respond by kissing his cheeks and being sweet to him. That would make him blushy too."

"Flirting is basically just manipulation. Jamil knows how to do that. He's really good at that. It might surprise him at first, but if he's the one initiating, he wouldn't do it unless he knew exactly what he was doing. Flirting for real is kind of fake. A teasing dance you do to get to a more intimate set of behaviors. And Jamil is great at this kind of thing. There are a thousand ways to make him blushy if he's not initiating. But if he's initiating, that implies a level of confidence, so the options for making him blushy circles right back around to honesty."

"Leona and Vil flirt by antagonising each other, so it might take them a second to realize that whenever Jamil drops an Honesty Bomb on them like this and speaks plainly, he's flirting. But once they know, Jamil will never know peace again, because they turn it right back on him and compliment him honestly until he's curled up and hiding in his hood and begging them to stop."

(Yes we had a very long discussion about it x))

[sheepwater]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TREY!!!

[wecky]

mmmmm cherry pie 🤤🤤🤤

I loved your platonic headcanons about ADeuce, it makes me feel soft on the inside. Can I request headcanons of ADeuce combo with a troublemaker reader, where the reader constantly creates trouble, but the second things start to get out of control they had nothing to do with it? I just want to see the crackhead energy, thank you for your hard work and don't forget to take a break!

summary: welcome to parenthood with ace and deuce, who are the tired fathers of one [magicless] kid and their equally chaotic fire tanuki. 

pairing(s): platonic! adeuce x gender neutral! reader (ft. heartslabyul & grim). warnings: reader is a feral gremlin who pretends they do not see it and riddle & ace are constantly on the verge of going apeshit. venture further if you dare.

author's note: thank you so much for the compliment and concern! i hope you stay safe and hydrated, dear anon <3 this ended up being somewhat of a drabble, too...?

it started off... fine, oddly enough. you guys got along pretty well with how the three of you (unless you count in grim) share a single braincell. you even went along with the duos ideas which was, most of the time, never a smart idea, but hey - it brought you guys closer! however...

“what do you mean i’m also in trouble, riddle? i wasn’t even there when they painted the roses red,” you lied while feigning innocence, a pretty convincing look on your face that screamed confused and concerned as you brought a finger up to your chin to tie your act all together.

“o-oi! y/n! don’t play stupid! you were the one who suggested that we help out for a reward...!” ace scoffed, grumpily looking in deuce’s direction as grim agreed with ace for once. deuce couldn’t help but feel betrayed, too.

“i bet that reward about being able to eat trey-senpai’s cherry pie was also a lie, huh...” deuce sighed which was soon cut off by a grunt, eyebrows twitching in slight annoyance as the collar used to off their heads by riddle weigh heavy on his neck. 

speaking of the dorm head, the said male was busy scolding cater who had pulled this kind of stunt with the underclassmen plenty of times before. this left you enough time to slip out of the leader’s grip and book it away from heartslabyul, but not before taunting your friends playfully.

“see ya later, losers. i’ve got a cherry pie to get my hands on and my dearest, sweetest senpai to butter up,” you saluted them before dramatically adding the last bit, making ace stick his tongue out at you as deuce huffed sulkily. not to even begin to mention how grim kept shouting how much of a traitor you are and how much tuna cans you owe him.

now, headcanon time. generally speaking, you’ve left deuce to become the reckless-mom friend of the group. he’s incredibly exhausted with you all, but if the idea is intriguing enough, you won’t fail to see his sly smirk upturn on the corners of his lips.

as for ace, he’ll scold you and try to give you reasons why you can’t just turn your back on them like you always do (what happened to your ride or die pledge, huh, y/n?!), but we both know damn well that there’s a 50/50 chance he’d do the same. 

deuce tries his hardest to diffuse any stupid ideas, but he can be a little... dunce and airheaded with it. my boy just hasn’t had his turn with the braincell yet, okay? he’s trying his best :(

speaking of my blue-haired baby, he starts going to trey for advice. how did he put up with che’nya’s antics during their childhood and even now? how does he manage to keep a level-head and still calm riddle down on the occasion(s) he does butt in?

trey sits the poor first-year down who’s bowing stiffly in front of him and shouting begging for help, promising to give him advice (as well as finally giving him some of that cherry pie so that he can rub it in ace’s face <3)

ace, on the other hand, surprisingly (and accidentally) confides in riddle. riddle probably accidentally overheard him sigh loudly and think aloud to himself. ace most likely said something along the lines of, “gah...!! how could y/n just abandon us like that?!” before riddle pries - not because he’s being nosy! just because he needs to know who dares to break the laws of the queen of hearts... after all, rule 78 says -

somehow, ace and riddle bond over tea talking about your antics and how to deal with them, ace even managing to get his collar off in the process, too! now, it’s time to go and put a stop to you before you can say “fuck this shit, i’m out” and dash off again!

well... maybe it can wait while he goes to brag about how he got his collar off to deuce... wait - deuce got a piece of trey-senpai’s cherry pie?! how dare he...! maybe confronting you can wait until after he deals with that blue-haired punk...

[ryllen]

"Don't u know what u're asking me with these?

'Abandon the sea, and stay on land'"

"Are you sure you know~ what u're getting into, Trey-san?"

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