#weirdly a lot of wonderland in this one

[speaknowworldtour]

day 2: the tortured poets department

“and i chose you” // “i chose this cyclone with you” // “we found wonderland, you and i got lost in it. and life was never worse but never better”

“i promise that nobody’s gonna love you like me” // “who’s gonna hold you like me? and who’s gonna know you like me?” // “you searched the world for something else to make you feel like what we had”

“and if i would’ve known how many pieces you had crumbled into i might have let them lay” // “but i’ve read this one where you come undone”

“i think i’ve seen this film before and i didn’t like the ending” // “but i’ve seen this episode and still love the show” // “cause i know exactly where it leads but i watch us go round and round each time”

“and in the end in wonderland, we both went mad” // “everyone we know understands why we’re meant to be. cause we’re crazy”

[heartorbit]

figure skating set right now please. thanks

[seabunnieart]

frustrated & anxious

[mochinomnoms]

Silly JadeYuu idea but!!

I've seen it so often in fanfics where Jade can dig up info on literally anyone in the school, so he decides to get his hands on any and all information on The Prefect as he can.

Except, there really isn't a lot to dig up on The Prefect, is there? Don't get him wrong, Jade loves a challenge but it seems like he forgot that Yuu didn't even exist in Twisted Wonderland before September, there is no digital footprint to doomscroll through, no hometown he can research and become an over night expert on. Crowly doesn't even have your birthdate recorded on file!!

All Jade has to go of off learning anything he can about Yuu is your besties Adeuce and Grim (awful, he'd die before he let's himself owe Ace Trappola a favour) or ask you all about yourself which...sounds almost too easy to work, right?

Or something 💦

Aaaaa it's such a predicament for him! At first, he didn't really need to gather too much information on you, but now that he's interested and needs to know you inside and out, the weirdly limited amount of information about you is concerning....

this can take place in the later chapters of ptm when you are starting to pine back for jade~

tags: @ghousus

Jade had meant an unfortunate roadblock. Which was rare for him, especially when it came to intel.

It only took him but a few days to compile the intel on his dorm's freshmen for Azul, he even managed to find students' secret social media accounts.

Yet you were simultaneously NRC's worst and best kept secret.

He's positive that Crowley had intended to keep your transdimensional status a secret to but himself and the staff, yet it became increasingly obvious as the last school year progressed that you were not from this world.

If the lack of basic magical knowledge for didn't tip someone off, the gap in basic history facts and the random things you spewed out did.

"WHY IS THE CAT'S EARS ON FIRE? AND BLUE?" "Is that, like, your actual ears and tail or?" "Wait, so you're not an elf? Isn't that the same thing as a fae?" "Oh yeah we have a story about a kid and a beanstalk too! No guns on school grounds though, too many school shootings." "HOLY FUCK WHY DO YOU HAVE SCALES?" "I'm not making it up, people back home go to space, we have flags on the moon! You mean to tell me you guys didn't have a space race or something? ...What do you mean what's the point!? IT'S THE MOON!"

No one could really fault you for your cluelessness, thought Jade found it quite cute.

Unfortunately, that made it difficult to find information on you, especially back when Azul task him with finding dirt on you to get Ramshackle.

"I'm sorry to say Azul, but there is no information on Ramshackle's prefect prior to their attendance here. Not even evidence of their birth." "Well look harder! It's not like they popped out of nowhere! I need that dorm Jade, so do your job and find me something I can work with!"

After Azul's...outburst shall he say, and their discovery that the Prefect did actually pop out of nowhere, Jade has held it over his head quite smugly.

He wasn't so smug anymore, though, not when he was so invested in getting your heart and keeping it all to himself. Hard to do when there was little to no information about you.

Here's what Jade did know:

You liked dancing, though you weren't particularly good at it. Same with singing.

Silver had taken to teaching you how to use a sword, and you were quite good at it.

You tend to split your meals with Grim, even when offered your own plate.

Sam's soda that Azul had acquired last year was your favorite drink. You also liked the milkshakes at the lounge, though you rarely got them.

You scare easily and are near incapable of scaring someone else.

You were reckless when it came to your friends, to the point that you've nearly died about 9 times since arriving to their world.

And, of course, there were the little things that Jade noticed. Like the way the color in your eyes brightened in the sun.

Or the way you picked at your nails when nervous.

And the way you purse your lips when you get confused.

Oh! He thought the way you chewed on your pen was awfully cute.

Ah, the way you looked at him sometimes with an embarrassed look was something he's come to memorize. He's memorized many of your various facial expressions...like the one you made when you caught him staring at you. Despite his best efforts.

It's like you knew he was thinking about you...

He also knew that you liked to hide your smile and laughter when either got too big, big enough to show your teeth and gums. Big enough to make you snort and cackle like a witch from one of those human children shows someone showed him once. He knew your laugh like the beat of his heart.

Jade knew a lot, and yet nothing at all about you. What was your family like? Friends back home? What did you study? What were you wanting to be? Did you have a pet? A partner?

Don't worry about the last question! He's just a bit curious about the company you keep is all.

In any case, your little group of friends throwing you your birthday party was the perfect excuse for him to delve into your personal life with a plausible excuse.

"I thought Grim would be doing the interview questions for them? It's all we're letting him do so we can throw the Prefect a decent party this time."

Most people remembered the 'party' that the group of five then freshmen tried throwing you. It was hastily put together, no white suit as traditionally provided for a first year's birthdays, and the cake was a pile of tuna cans that Grim placed several small candles on top of. Which promptly fell over, caught a window drape on fire, and nearly brought the whole of Ramshackle into a blaze.

It also wasn't your birthday at that time. (That at least is a piece of information he could get his hands on.)

Now Ortho was involved, and Jade wasn't positive if that decrease or increased the potential fire hazard.

"Last year he did, yes. However, since the new freshman have been taking residence in Ramshackle, they've taken over the yearbook duties."

Usually, Jade would be able to gather his intel with little to no help from others, especially considering most of the school logged their activities on their social medias by the minute. Plus, his father's “questionable” career provided him with ample access to private investigators and databases.

But when it came to you? He didn't have much of a choice other than to depend on others. How troublesome.

"Aspen offered to take over the interview along with his other party tasks, but the poor thing has been struggling to juggle all his duties at Ramshackle and in Octavinelle."

Lies. Aspen was doing perfectly well, but when Aspen complained rather loudly in the Mostro Lounge kitchen about having to do the interview, Jade was more than happy to offer to take all the tasks from him. No future payment or favor required.

Aspen, with pink cheeks and hearts in his eyes, was more than happy to hand all of his tasks over to Jade with little thought.

"Oh, I guess then…" Deuce looked back at Ace in the kitchen with Trey on a video call. Saying that he was attempting to make a cake would be generous.

"…You know what, it's fine. We got a lot going on here. But, uh, when you're asking the Prefect about their ideal party, the sort of presents they like, and the usual stuff, try to be discreet. It's supposed to be a surprise!"

Jade raised a brow in amusement. "Really? How did you manage to get them fitted for their birthday jacket? I imagine that would be hard to keep a surprise."

Ace turned around, cradling a bowl in one arm and waving a wooden spoon. Jade is positive he could hear Trey cry out at him to not wave the batter around.

"Epel told them that Vil wanted them to come by to that film festival we when to last year, and needed to measure them for it."

The ginger flinched at Trey's voice chastising him through the phone.

"Hey! You asked for my help now pay attention before you drop the entire bowl and have to start over!"

"Okay! Okay! Jeez, you're almost as bad as Riddle when it comes to baking…" Ace grumbled, scrunching his nose like a child being scolded by his parents.

Jade withheld an amused snort at the thought, turning back around to Deuce to give him a polite nod and smile.

"Well then, it seems that you both have your work cut out for you. I'll leave you to it then."

Turning to leave, Jade ignored Deuce 'whispering' to Ace.

"Are we sure he should be asking them all these questions? You know how they'll probably get…"

Their voices faded out as he left Heartslabyul's kitchen, out the lounge, and to the entrance. He had previously been joined by Floyd, but his brother took off to find his favorite person entertainment.

Based on the rising voice of Riddle somewhere off in the rose maze, Floyd was successful.

Now, it was his turn to find his own favorite person.

You weren't hard to find, just follow the loud direbeast's noises, and you were bound to be there. It also helped that Jade had memorized your weekly schedule.

They should be finishing up their flight class soon, so I'll check the fields first.

It wasn't a particular trek, but it was a bit a walk from the Hall of Mirrors. Though, with how vast the campus was, it was expected.

Maybe he can stop at Sam's to grab a nice cold water to offer you. After all, he needs to demonstrate just how caring and dependable he is for you, and he'll start digging his place in to your heart!

Though, it seems that you were ahead of schedule, currently making your way to Ramshackle. Limping, even.

Oh dear, did you get hurt my pearl! I hope you're alright.

Like always, you seemed to sense him before he could even process your presence.

Those pretty, mesmerizing eyes widened, blinking at him with a piercing stare.

"Jade, hey, what are you doing here?"

Jade had to keep himself from running towards you like he wanted, instead taking a leisurely pace as you jogged towards him.

"Hello Prefect," My darling pearl~ "What a coincidence, I was just on my way to see you."

You gave him a knowing smile, eyes squinting as you did.

"Birthday, right?"

"Oh? And here I thought it was a secret~"

You snorted, covering your mouth to cover your grin. Cute.

"I have my...ways!" You looked to the side, pursing your lips before looking back at him. "But I'm guessing you got wrapped up in helping somehow?"

Again, that look, like you already knew the answer to your own question.

"Yes, I offered to help get a list of important party preferences for your friends. I do believe Deuce in particular is worried about your gift preferences."

Personally, I think the sea glass ring I had commissioned is going to be your favorite. But I'd rather exchange the gift privately, more intimately...cherish your reaction.

The thought of you, looking at him completely dazzled and struck by his confession was a fond thought. To finally make you his and his alone would be a dream. He just needed to know your idea date, which is what this little mission of his could help with.

"You know Jade, you don't have to find an excuse to find things out about me." Jade blinked, feeling himself warm up under your gaze.

How do you always...

"Oh?" Jade chuckled, hiding his smile behind a fist. "Did I give off that impression? I'm simply providing my assistance to those in need."

You rolled your eyes, pausing as you made eye contact with him and looked at your feet in embarrassment.

"No you don't—I mean not intentionally—I can just tell..." Jade let his smile soften into something more fond as he watched you stumble over your words.

"It's alright, I am always curious." And you just happen to be a strong topic of interest. "There is very little known about you, are you aware that you didn't have a student file up until a few months ago?"

Squinting your eyes at him in suspicion, you poked an accusatory finger into his chest.

"And why do you know that? I thought Azul didn't need you to dig up dirt on anyone since last fall."

Placing a hand on his chest, Jade pouted. "That's rather harsh little pearl, I prefer the term 'conducting research', it sounds much nicer. Besides..."

Jade couldn't help but give you a smug smirk, curling his finger for you to come closer. Hesitating, you leaned in on your tiptoes as he leaned down. His gray strand brushed against your cheek as he heard you take in a sudden breath.

In a soft, low, almost heady voice, he whispered, "...you're just something I'm particularly interested in. I want to know you inside and out~"

Oh, how he delighted in seeing you fumble back and clasp your hands together in a fluster. Though, from the heat in his cheeks, he's probably no better off right now.

Covering your lower face in your hand, Jade could just barely make out your muttering.

"When did you get so direct..."

As quickly as he got that sweet reaction, you straightened up and smiled at him.

"Well, as long as your helping the others, I can give you my free time." You gestured for Jade to follow you to your dorm, swinging your arms as you walked.

Before you even made a few feet, you stopped and turned back to Jade with a shy expression.

"Um...but you don't need an excuse to go out or anything like that." Jade felt an electric shock fly up his spine as you gingerly reached for his right hand.

Your thumb rubbed over his hand in a tender gesture, like you were trying relax him as the tingling sensations and the rapid beating of his heart increased.

"I'd like to be with���or, I mean, be around you more." You looked like you were burning up with embarrassment, while he rejoiced internally.

YES YES YES! I want to be with you! I want you, let me have you! You will won't you?

"...Of course, I'd like that too." Jade brought the hand holding his up to his lips, barely brushing the skin with a kiss. "I'm more than happy to indulge my whims, why not take advantage of you offering?"

You both made eye contact, staring into each other as if waiting for the other to make a move.

Gods, I love you...

It didn't take long for you to jerk your hand back, looking up at him with a like he just confessed his love and offered his soul to you.

He didn't say that out loud...right?

"Um, let's head to Ramshackle to talk." You turned back around and started quickly walking, leaving Jade to catch up to you, though with his legs it wasn't hard. "I wanna get out of my uniform..."

I could help with that~

"I'll just change into something really baggy! Nice and comfy!" You let out a nervous laugh as you continued walking.

Makes for easier access~

He wasn't sure what was in your way, but somehow you managed to trip over air and smack into the ground.

[foone]

So Robert A. Heinlein was an author who, much like Star Trek, was praised early on for their progressiveness. Much like Star Trek, he then went on making stuff and didn't change many attitudes but society changed around him and suddenly his stuff was a lot less progressive.

But bless him he tried, and it's hilarious how weirdly it went at times.

So how about the time he decided one of his old characters was trans, and how he went about that?

(readmore just because this is a little long)

So Methuselah's Children was a serial in 1941 and a book in 1958. In it, a group of super-long-lived humans (thanks to eugenics!) decide to end their masquerade and reveal themselves to humanity at large. It goes badly, and they have to flee the planet, and have various adventures before eventually returning to a changed earth that no longer hates them for their immortality.

There's no trans characters in this story, as written in 1941 or 1958. But there is Andrew Jackson Libby: a mathematical genius who invents a Warp Drive to help the immortals flee the planet.

And in 1980, Heinlein writes The Number of the Beast. It's a deeply weird and contested novel involving a conspiracy to murder advanced mathematicians by interdimensional lobsters, and they manage to visit both Oz and Wonderland (as in "Alice In"). But Libby reappears! And she's a woman now!

It's explained that she always wanted this but couldn't get it for the usual reasons (debatable: her timeline in Methuselah's Children had flying cars and space ships, but no HRT?) but what's really amazing is how the author explains how she ended up a man:

It involves her death, intersex genetics, cloning, time travel, and psychics.

See sometime after Methuselah's Children, she (still presenting male) gets killed by an alien polar bear, and her body is left in orbit of some alien world so that a friend can come retrieve it later when it can be buried on Earth. When the friend returns, the body is gone. Someone stole the corpse of some dead egg. Weird.

Later it turns out the friend stole the corpse: he just used time travel to do it. Shortly after it was left in orbit, he came back in time, grabbed it, and returned to the future.

They're planning to use advanced Future Tech to revive her: they clone the body, then pull memories out of the frozen-by-space brain and stuff them into the clone. But then the cloners realize something: it turns out Libby has XXY chromosomes! In reality this is called Klinefelter syndrome.

But in the story they seem to think this means Libby could be either male or female, so these advanced Future Scientists What With The Cloning And Time Travel And Such do the sensible thing: they call in a psychic.

The psychic somehow does something to Libby's brain where they push her to imagine herself as a man, then as a woman, and try to figure out which one makes her happier. Obviously, it turns out to be the woman version, so they modify the clone's genetics so that they only have the XX part, and thus are born (well, grown) female.

They then stick the brainwaves of this dead (supposed) man into the empty brain of a female clone and she's like "oh neat I'm alive again, and a woman? Cool!"

And the story just carries on and none of this is ever mentioned again. This is apparently how Heinlein thinks trans people work, and we needed a little side story to explain why the fuck one of his characters from the 40s came back in the 80s but she's a woman now.

[yuri-is-online]

Daytime TV Dreaming (A Fyuuture Kid AU Drabble ft. Heartsabyul, Savanaclaw, and Octavinelle)

While camping in the mountains during Camp Vargas, you encounter a monster exactly like the one you fought off with Ace and Deuce at the beginning of the year. While trying to fight it off again, a strange portal opens up in the mine and a person jumps out of it to your rescue. He says he doesn't remember much, but it's clear when you bring him to Crowley that this boy is also from your world, despite being a mage, and until the headmage can think of a better solution, he assigns "Yutu" to your dorm.

Something a certain someone has an opinion about.

notes: When I was re-working my masterlist I deleted a fic that I meant to be the start of a series where Yuu’s child travels back in time to try and prevent the destruction of Twisted Wonderland and their parent's untimely death. For some reason I wrote that child as having been born after Yuu was forced to leave Twisted Wonderland with modified memories, so he doesn't actually know that much about his dad until he gets iseakaid just like Yuu did to attend Night Raven in a much more dystopian setting. Anyway if I ever go back to that concept I'll probably re work it, but I thought it would be fun to share my notes about the guys reaction to this newcomer who gets sorted into Ramshackle Dorm. They/them used for Yuu as always but they are implied to be afab, "Yutu" is not meant to be the child's real name, and he is meant to be wearing a disguise to make his identity less obvious. Actual fic can be found on my masterlist.

Heartsabyul

Ace- is legitimately worried about the intentions of this weird newcomer but it comes off as him being a jealous brat so no one takes him seriously. Look, something just doesn't feel right about this! Your world doesn't have any mages but now one shows up? And he's weirdly familiar with you? Cmon someone other than him start asking some questions please! Tries to have "a talk" with Yutu, who is trying really hard to understand what his parent saw in his dad and... just not getting it at all. RiP Ace you have been assigned cringe before the kid has even been born.

Deuce- only concerned with making a good impression because if this person is from Yuu's world then they might value his opinion on.... things. Also an honor student would try to win over his crush on his own merit and not by intimidating potential competition. Actually ends up befriending Yutu and really liking his vibes, which gives the boy a lot of guilt because he knows his dad would probably feel very guilty if he knew what his son's life has been like.

Trey- he is slightly worried about how Yuu will handle having to take care of an actual person and not just a monster, but he also feels like it is none of his business so he doesn't pay too much attention. But then Yuu mentions that Yutu is a pretty talented baker and that's why they haven't been bugging him for sweets as much. Well isn't that just ADORABLE??? Trey isn't upset about this at all nope, not one bit. He's extremely upset and Yutu is stirring the pot because he thinks making his dad angry is funny.

Cater- oh look, another person who won't be a part of his life eventually. He doesn't get any weird vibes from Yutu so he doesn't worry about what his appearance might mean too much, but there is something about the way the newbie insists on trying to be his friend that reminds him a lot of Yuu and isn't helping with this whole "denial of the crush" thing he is trying to do. If he didn't know any better he would think Yutu was doing it on purpose.

Riddle- immediately starts butting into Yuu's life more to give them advice about being a proper housewarden. Not that he didn't already see them as one, it's just disciplining a human student and disciplining Grim are a bit different and no he is not using this as an excuse to spy on the Prefect how dare this brat suggest his intentions are impure?!?! (Ah but you see Riddle you can't just take Yutu's head off in front of their Prefect because you want them to liiiike you and he is so going to use that against you.)

Savanaclaw

Leona- understands that something is not quite right as Yutu's explanation of who he is doesn't quite pass the sniff test. Literally, the brat smells like Yuu with his magic and since Leona was one of the people who got a good look at the portal Yutu came through he pieces things together pretty quickly. Not that he immediately goes and pulls a Vader on the kid, he just makes it clear he knows there is some time travel involved and demands to know what his goals are. He can leave the family shit for after he's secured the kid's existence.

Ruggie and Jack- while they have different opinions on the new kid, Leona's sense of smell still tells him Yutu's identity and as their dormleader he feels the need to take them aside and mention what he knows... sort of. He tells them that he's pretty sure time travel is involved and that Yutu is related to Yuu, but he neglects to mention the whole bit about who he thinks the father is... which drives them insane in completely different ways.

Ruggie thinks that since you clearly have a thing for beastmen anyway he would be stupid not to shoot his shot. He doesn't give two shits about whether or not Yutu is his kid, time isn't real so he can just rewrite it a bit.

Jack is determined to treat Yutu fairly and protect him since you are his friend and that's what friends do for each other's kids. Has a full blown panic over whether or not this might give the kid an identity crisis and takes him aside to reassure him he doesn't want to replace his real father, and that he will be happy as long as Yuu is happy. que the world's most awkward conversation

Octavinelle

Azul- Oh? Ramshackle has a new dorm member? And he's a mysterious mage... allegedly from the same world as Yuu... something doesn't make sense here but while he is figuring that out. Capitalism ho! This is a great money making opportunity he is observing and scheming and thinking about the perfect contract to get Yutu to spill all his secrets. Unfortunately, Yutu seems to be afraid of him for some reason? Not Floyd or Jade, just him. He can't say he dislikes it... but it is a bit odd, at least it gives him something to talk about with you???

Floyd- Also saw the portal that Yutu came through and thinks something must be up with how close the guppy seems to want to be with Yuu. Starts calling him baby shrimpy as a joke because of how clingy he is to you, but he really really hates it. He can't fight baby shrimpy because that will make you not like him, and he can't scare baby shrimpy off with a deal because he's weirdly smart with those sort of things. He also seems to really look up to Floyd... like that one spiderverse meme, and Floyd hates it! he already had a hard enough time getting Yuu alone when Grim was around he doesn't need a second baby unless it's actually his >:CCC

Jade- a new mage? How delightfully unpredictable. He's probably the only one genuinely happy Yutu is around because of how funny the story of his arrival is. The only upsetting thing about this is that he wasn't able to go camping with Yuu himself. Like Azul he senses something is wrong with Yutu's story, but he doesn't intend to press him until he has the new kid's trust. He's just here to help after all, there's nothing to be afraid of so long as there is no need for him to be jealous.

[angelwishess]

୨୧ TWST HCS !~

Heartslabyul | Savannaclaw | Octavinelle | Scarabia | Pomfiore | Ignihyde | Diasomnia

— Rambling / Details utc~

Since Heartslabyul is based on Alice in Wonderland, I thought it’d fit for everyone to look super unique in some aspect!! Ace is the only one that wears a varisty jacket, Deuce has the most piercings, Trey has a bunch of different glasses, and Cater has the most accessories !! And Riddle….. hes Riddle idk /j

Riddle: He is a pretty boy and no one can convince me otherwise. I didn’t add it but i imagine hes rather pale, and gets embarrasingly red in the heat. Has the most beautiful purple-blue eyes and almost looks like a doll honestly. Slight, reddish freckles if u look hard enough lol (I also hc that he gets a white streak of hair after Book 6, but I forgot to add it 😭)

Ace: I didn’t add it, but I imagine he wears a varsity jacket instead of the school blazer!! The thought of him looking like a typical disney show bully was just too funny to me. Much messier / fluffier hair, and has such long, dark lashes that it makes every girl he’s ever known jealous. He knows it too, and hes an ass about it, will flutter his lashes whenever someone mentions it. Had stud piercings because yes !!! (Regarding the varsity jacket, I’ll draw how I think it looks some time :3)

Deuce: Slightly longer hair, but he tries his best to keep it neat. Has alot of ear piercings, but he tries to cover it up with his hair 😭. Super pretty bottom lashes , and a nice beauty mark underneath his eye. Has really pretty lips :3 He tries to wear both his nrc and dorm uniform as correctly as possible (struggles to tie a tie and has to redo it like 50 times) (<- His tie still ends up a lil wonky lol)

@skibidibabygirl DEUCE MENTIONED

Trey: I will be honest, I struggled alot with him 😭. Couldn’t think of anything major, but I thought it’d be nice to give him colorful glasses teehee. I would’ve done something better with that but I couldn’t find any good refs 😭, but i imagine he has a lot of cool looking glasses he just switches up cuz why not its silly and i like it HEHE. I added two little beauty marks on him too, as well as some gold ear piercings. One being a lil hoop like Cater’s :33. Idk if its noticable but I made his shoulders broader too!! That man is built no one can convince me otherwise baking weirdly has a lot of arm strength involved 😭

Edit: I imagine him to have a bunch of glasses like these!!!

Cater: Fashion KING. He LOOVES to accessorize. Rings, bracelets, necklaces, you name it !! I added some lil chain thingys on his tie too :3 Slightly longer blazer, and oversized pants. I gave him lip piercings just because it looked cool tbh HAHAHA, messier hair and two beauty marks under his eye to match Trey !! <3 He has painted nails, and I also gave him a hair clamp that makes his lil ponytail into the shape of a diamond if you look at him from behind. Customizes his uniforms as much as possible, the opposite of Deuce LMAOO

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hi there! Can I request a part 2 for the Female Tanjiro Reader with Yandere - Cater, Jack, Floyd, Epel, Sebek and Silver? Everyone thinks Reader is a pushover because of how nice and helping she is… until someone torments her brother Nezukuro (That name is absolutely cute) as she’s FIERCELY protective of her brother and desires to return to her world to kill Muzan for massacring her entire family and turning her brother into a demon

BOMUS: Reader shows them her Training Regimen, using the forest and mountain areas (That Jade doesn’t use so he doesn’t get hurt) with traps similar to the Mountain she used to train back in her world (Along with some of the boulders weirdly shaped… until she admits she cut them in half for training)

Reader is VERY encouraging towards Jack, Epel, Sebek and Silver about training (And very willing to show them how her training works to get them to try it)

She doesn’t understand half of what Cater is talking about with technology and slang, but since he gives off a good scent she trusts him and just smiles asking him what he’s talking about (Like when Tanjiro was having a conversation with Kanao)

Reader straight up tells Epel his girlish features are ‘very attractive’ (Reader finds comfort in Epel since he reminds her of Inosuke, even if he’s trying to attack her) and after hearing his struggles only tells Epel he’s attractive/handsome not ‘cute’ (And happily encourages him to try her training once he sees just how strong she is)

Reader sees Silver similar to Nezukuro, and will (VERY carefully not wake him up) move him to places where he’ll sleep more comfortable (Under some shade, a bed, his room, an unoccupied room in Ramshackle) and gushes over Nezukuro having a ‘Napping Buddy/Friend’

Reader is iffy about Sebek since he startled her brother (And reminds the Kamados of Yushiro) and will absolutely get into a full-blown argument with him if he insults her brother saying Malleus is obviously better/more handsome (Thus engaged a side of Reader no one never knew existed; the Sebek Side of her over how amazing Nezukuro is) as well as break a rid of his or two at the beginning for laying a hand on her brother (Nez just wanted to hug Malleus and give/receive head-pats)

Floyd is just going to have a BLAST with his Shrimpy and other Shrimpy

As for Jack, he might just call his mom and dad to let them know he might’ve just found his mate (I can see Jack respecting Nezukuro since he’s strong and protective over his older sister, as well as overcoming his Demonic Self and not devouring humans, takes a lot of willpower and mental strength)

Tanjiro Reader (2) | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

Cater Diamond

“W-whoa I didn’t think a human body was capable of that!” 

“Thank you?”

He’s enamored and incomparable to you

You’re deeper than any post he could’ve made

Sweeter than any candy he might post 

And if it weren’t for your complete lack of knowledge about technology

He would have convinced himself he wasn’t worthy of you

But as you struggle to understand how to even take a photo 

He’s taken a thousand of you

He’ll teach you enough

But he’ll probably block all the comments on your posts

Tracking down and bringing an end to any of the comments who seem a little too encouraging

In terms of your ability to smell, well it seems that since you’ve gotten to NRC theres an overwhelming sense of deception, dishonesty, and even some blood

But in your investigations, you’ve found nothing

Maybe that’s just the smell all of Twisted Wonderland has

Jack Howl

“(Y/n) you’re speed and strength is like none other! Show me your techniques please!”

“Of course! You can come with me on my training route while you practice your water breathing!” He’s floored by how powerful you are even without your sword

While you can explain what Nezukuro is going through he can only speculate in congruence with your own strength

In your world…you have to be that strong to protect yourself from the evil demons?

Then maybe it is best you don’t ever return

But it hurts when his heart swells when you rave about Muzan’s defeat with such fire

But how can he care for his mate if they’re all too eager to return in hopes of killing a creature beyond any reasonable human’s limitations?

He still stuck on that

But while he’s deciding he’ll train alongside you

Becoming a wolf worthy of your love 

And hopefully strong enough to join you when you return

That is if he decides to let you leave

Floyd Leech 

“Mantis Shrimp! And Bamboo Coral! Training today?”

“Yup! Would you like to join us?”

“Yeah!”

Oddly enough keeps up pretty well with you

Only stopping when he decides he’s had enough and demands you carry him

“Come on Mantis Shrimp you can do it!” 

He doesn’t hide his desire to keep you 

Always challenging you 

You take it lightly evading him as you say how he reminds you of land animal

It’s his attempts at testing your strength

How else is he going to get you to do what he says

Maybe it’ll be different in water but he’s one to take out all competition

Even the mirror that might just bring you home

Epel Felmier

“Your handsome face remind me of a boar back home!”

“A boar?” 

“Yeah, he’s very strong and he’s awfully excitable.”

“Yeah?! More excitable than me?!”

Is kind of annoyed that there’s anyone resembling him

But he’s blushing at the compliment 

He will not stand for anyone comparing your training routines to what men should be able to do 

You should know by now 

Your gorgeous anomaly that’s physically much stronger than him

But he’d sooner pass out from a flying log than admit that

But you don’t have magic let alone his ability to protect and encase anyone he so pleases

So if worse comes to worse and you or Nezukuro tries to leave

He has just the antidote

But he’s sure his manly charms will have you swooning and begging not to ever leave his side

Maybe he should ask for some guidance from Vil

Sebek Zigvolt

“THIS–! I-I CAN’T KEEP UP?! HOW CAN THIS BE?!”

“It’s okay Sebek! Everyone has to start from somewhere!” 

“SILENCE! I’ve been training for years…”

“..That’s okay.”

“THAT PAUSE WAS MEANT TO DEMEAN ME WASN’T IT!?”

So insecure and infatuated he can’t handle being around you

You truly are in a league of your own 

Which surely justifies how you occupy his thoughts all the time

When you mention his resemblence to Yushiro, he protests

��I-I’M NOT INLOVE WITH MALLEUS-SAMA! But rather someone else of comparable quality.”

You and Nezukuro have a hard time at first 

But he grows on you

As does his obsession with you

In his twisted psyche it makes sense he one day best you 

Because that means obvious ownership 

Which is why he can’t help but do anything you ask 

It’s only because he hasn’t overcome you yet

But when that happens he’ll be sure to let everyone know of your engagement

Silver

“You carried me? With Nezukuro on your back?”

“Yeah, well I didn’t want you sleeping in the rain. I’d rather my lap than some mud!”

“///”

He’s swooning when he’s not sparring 

You’re so good at the sword and maintaining your muscularity

Not to mention everytime you look at him he just can’t seem to talk right

Father suggests making your stay permanent 

But maybe he’d give your world a try, there’s plenty of magic in Twisted Wonderland

Maybe he’d help defeat the horror that befell your family and whisk you away 

And then you could start a happy family

You Nezukuro and Silver 

He’d kill for that harmony

[sadly-never-after]

I reread Kitty's diary because of a fic I am writing and I'm sick.

No but seriously as a first gen immigrant Lizzie is so dear to me and her relationship with Daring (& Duchess) is so fucking heartbreaking and I've been there, I've been there, I've LITERALLY been there.

(A guy who I reluctantly befriended and started trusting started dating my roommate three days after he and I stayed up till 03am in the morning having an extremely intimate conversation in which he ended up embracing me in an overly romantic manner. After that he ignored me for the rest of our remaining time together. Also I think he stole my necklace)

This is a silly doll line for children but Lizzie feels so weirdly realistically written when it comes to her experiences as a child-teenage immigrant-refugee. Her culture is alien and strange to others, she can't go home again, she comes off as hostile and mean-spirited purely because of linguistic differences.

And then Daring...

Iirc her official description on Storybook romance she explicitly states that she only wants to start dating when she is back in Wonderland. She knows how difficult a romance with an Ever Afterling would be. She knows that feeling of wanting to have someone from your own home, not due to bigotry but because there's a part of her that will never be understood by an Ever Afterling. And then she lets her guard down. Here he comes, Best Ever After Boy, guess I could try to be your Best Ever After Girl. He is acceptance of her host culture personified. He is the proof that she could thrive Ever After too. To top it off he laughs at her oddities with little mockery. Kitty comments on how she changes herself because of him. On how she almost starts hiding a part of her identity and heritage as a way of adapting and becoming (in her eyes) more suitable to Daring Charming.

And it's not enough.

I know a lot of people are really pissed at EAH for what they did to Dizzie and I get that but I kind of love that development for how heart wrenching it is. It is painful, and not even only for the Lizzie shippers but also for Duchess & Lizzie whose friendship was already unstable because of the events of NTP.

And the fact that none of the episodes or diaries in the future address this makes it even better/worse (depending on your liking of angst) because there's this apparent lack of remorse from Daring who doesn't seem to ever think back on their story. Tbh I think one way the writers could have gotten to develop a better darabella would have been to have her help him in some manner to acknowledge the pain he caused on Lizzie.

You are a teenage refugee. Your family and home is inaccessible. Your only friends are those who escaped with you. They are the remnant of your home. They are the only ones who understand. They are the only ones you trust. You deprive yourself of other connections because you've experienced the pain of rejection, you refuse to change but are forced to adapt. You begin to trust and perhaps to even love. And the two people you loved defrost your heart and proceed to shatter it.

[thefallennightmare]

Hi! I have a silly question and I hope it's ok to ask. I've been on tumblr for over a year now and I'm having a hard time finding friends here, especially BO friends. I'm pretty sure all 5 of my followers are bots 🥲 I follow, like, reblog and leave comments but I'm pretty much ignored everywhere. One time someone actually told me they'll only respond to their mutuals not "randoms" and I was like obviously I'm doing something wrong? I'm not looking for a sympathy follow or anything like that, I just need advice on how to engage with the fandom? And any recommendations on who to follow?

Hi love!!!

Tumblr can be a weird place sometimes and take that from me as someone whose been on here for 13 years. Some people run their blogs weirdly but don't fret! You'll always have a friend here! I will admit, sometimes I forget to respond but I do try to respond to every message or comment I receive!

There are a lot of GREAT people in the BO fandom on Tumblr. If you're on the positive side, it's a great place. Here are some of my mutuals! (I'm so sorry if I forget anyone, please don't take it personal, my brain is much right now)

@blueskylinesx @artificialbreezy @follow-me-down-to-wonderland @chewyylynn @sorrowsofsilence @heyyoplayer @hayleylatour @xmads-omensx @collidewiththesavannah @thatchickwiththecamera @flowery-mess @alwaysfightforwhoyouare @dsireland86 @lma1986

Like I said, there are so many others!! Also, I'm always here if you want to chat or just need some advice!

[neoninky]

Yes my MC’s name is Lawrence lol

I screen capped this because it cracked me up for two reasons:

1) Lilia is probably my fav Diasomnia character which is saying a lot cuz Diasomnia is the only other dorm aside from Octavinelle where I love all the characters but bat dad has my heart more so most of the time 🤌 And I just love him and all his wild tomfoolery

2) I wrote a rough draft scene for my Diasomnia story of Lilia and the OC love interest I made for him specifically and it was hella dramatic (probably cuz of all the dramas I’ve been binge watching lately lolol). And this image just reminded me of “yes this is the man you just wrote in a ‘he chased after his lover into the rain that just happened to start right as he dramatically confesses against all the odds his true feels, which is weirdly convenient is it not??’ scene. THIS man. This retired war scarred general turned adorable pink scene highlights wearing lil dude of a man….this man is a FATHER-“ and so on and so forth 😂

Also I friggin love Stitch. He is one of my favorite Disney characters. Love, love, love him. I stopped playing Twisted Wonderland for a long while but I started again recently and sooner after they announced this event was happening sooo perfect timing!

[twost3ps]

I reread your swap au and the fact you didn't decide why Michael give Adadm the forbidden fruit, the thing that cause everything to went wrong and I can't help but think,

What if no one knows why Michael did it? That it's a point of contention for Heaven, Michael was the good one, the well behave one, the one who followed the rules and suddenly, he seemingly lose his mind one day and did the one thing that can't be forgive and through his deed, the blight that is Hell formed

The Hell you describe in the au sound like a Hellish Wonderland in the sense of Alice in Wonderland, a dreamlike unreality where you are being hunted, and who better to rule the world were minds are torn asunder than the one who lost his mind and the one who eat souls to regain his

Honestly, why Micheal gave Adam the pear is sort of a mixed bag.

What I had planned at the time was Micheal had become more influenced by his brother. Lucifur still had ideas that are shunned by the angels

In this, Micheal comes to question his purpose as God's sword and leader of the heavens army. He has, even before Lucifer brought up his own doubts. Why is he the face of judgment when all things are just? In a way, he feels like a black sheep. Gabriel relays messages, and Uriel explores ideas, Lucifer creates things. Even Rapheal, who does not need to really heal any physical injuries, spreads gospel and keeps up the happiness (emotional and spiritual healing). Micheal is fighting for a battle he does not know of yet. He's really questioning his purpose here.

But Micheal isn't made to imagine either. Lucifurs mind is a bit more complex (for me, he's the angel of imagination and creativity), so Lucifurs ideas are still hard for him to comprehend. They make some sort of sense, but they also go against God which tweaks him out.

Everything is making him paranoid. He doesn't know what side to take. He wants to stay loyal to his father, but Lucifur is making some sort of sense to him.

But like lucifer with lilith, he's also influenced by love.

Adam is his everything. He'd fallen head over heels. While he doesn't want to stray from gods word, he wants Adam.

There is also a bit of a complex of Lucifer being gods favorite because why is Lucifer the favorite what Mike does everything he's told but that's very minor

The collective (lucifer, his down doubts, and adam) make the pear decision happen

God knew that Lucifur and Lilith would rebel. He realized the instance he created him from the star, which is why Micheal was made, to balance him out and ultimately take him down. They were equals. However, when the day came and it was Micheal and Adam, it was a shock.

That's why the punishment was so extreme. Because it was never planned. And no one, not even God, saw it coming. Had he seen Adam being influenced beforehand, maybe God would have just stripped Adam of his fertility.

Micheal is also deeply hurt that Lucifer and Lilith didn't stand up for the in the end. It was Lucifer that influenced him and Lillth who would then influence Adam. Maybe it was the fear and shock of punishment but Michael grew mad at that betrayal as well. (He thinks they're frauds and cowards)

The collective and Adam going insane for many many years is what drives Micheal to be very cold and unforgiving as a ruler.

Micheal does keep to his roots, angel of judgemnt of all that. Weirdly enough, he still believes in God's judgemnt still and while he may not think Adam deserved it, he knows that he did and so does every sinner that comes through. After years of killing it's just the norm for him and he feels very little or nothing at all. All they are is stock that deserves little treatment, and that perma death is gift to them.

But overall, Micheal has a lot of it, it's just covered by a calm mask. He's gently calm amongst his family but he'd snap if anything bad happened to any of them

[ryuichirou]

Who do you think of the twisted wonderland crew would survive a horror game (or love them a bit too much for everyone's liking) and who would be screaming in terror?

Dear non-anon! You are the most patient one around here, since you had to wait twice because of me kind of reading your ask wrongly (?) and writing the wrong post ages ago. I’m happy you enjoyed it though, and I hope you’ll have fun with this one too. I certainly had fun writing it, even if it took me unreasonably long.

Thank you for such an interesting ask <3

Riddle – we’ve seen how much he struggles to play the most basic of games, so I am sure he wouldn’t survive a horror game... There could be a game that is simple enough in terms of gameplay for him to handle (if he just needs to click around and do puzzles instead of hiding or running), but he would hate jumpscares and get super focused and nervous. He is the one to accidentally break the monitor because he got scared and/or frustrated.

Ace – he is pretty good at them; it’s not like he never gets freaked out, but he prides himself on being pretty difficult to scare. He used to watch his brother play scary games, and his brother teased him a lot for being scared, so now Ace does the same thing to everyone else: he goes “ehh, are you scared, little baby?” and grins. Whenever Ace himself gets spooked and screams, he instantly gets mad, especially if others laugh at him. I also think Ace + the rest of the freshmen should play co-op type games like Dead by Daylight or Phasmophobia. But I also want Ace to play American McGee’s Alice.

Deuce – he is isn’t as good at videogames or horror, but he isn’t a 100% scaredy-cat. It will take him longer than Ace to get comfortable with the game, but whenever he shuts his brain off and gets into it, he’ll be pretty good at it. Still, he yelps and screams sometimes, and one time he got so scared that his hands started shaking. Ace loves playing with him because Deuce can’t hide his emotions at all when he’s playing.

Trey – he is the one to politely decline the offer to play: he was too busy playing outside and helping out with baking to get super into gaming. But at the same time, aside from being not super used to the gameplay, he would be pretty good. He does get freaked out, but he never screams, his eyes just get wider. He would also get pretty good pretty quickly.

Cater – I think he is weirdly good at them. I don’t know for sure, but I feel like Cater is better at videogames than we think he is, not nearly at Idia’s or even Ace’s level though. Still, he can handle horror. He would act surprised or scared sometimes though, almost unintentionally, because he feels like this is a scary moment, and he exaggerates his own reaction. Still, Cater gets very involved and terrified by a dark and gloomy atmosphere.

Leona – similarly to Riddle, if you find a game that is easy enough for him to figure out quickly (otherwise he’d get frustrated/bored and dip), he would play it. But he is also someone who would scoff at the game’s attempts of scaring him and keep repeating that this whole thing is stupid the entire time he’s playing... until some really stupid jumpscare scares the shit out of him and he just sits there in silence for 10 seconds... before facepalming, saying that this is stupid once again and turning off the game. He would survive a horror game, his ego wouldn’t.

Ruggie – it would take him a couple of tries, but he would get quite good pretty quickly, I think! He is a fast learner after all, and the moment he learns the game’s mechanics, he would be good. He would still get scared and probably even yell at the game when he gets too scared, but that wouldn’t stop him. I don’t know if he has it in him to finish the game though, simply in terms of wasting time on something useless, but you know what? I think Ruggie could get carried away. I think Ruggie would enjoy horror, especially if you can hoard supplies and upgrade your character in the game, something like Lethal Company.

Jack – I think he has some experience with videogames, so he isn’t a total noob, but he probably doesn’t like horror too much. He gets agitated and even angry because he just wants to bite the enemies’ heads off, but he can’t quite do it a lot of times. Still, whenever he succeeds, he gets such a dopamine boost that he starts wagging his tail. Jack gets super focused and surprisingly competitive when he’s playing co-op.

Azul – he is the one who would be one of the most uncomfortable people in terms of playing horror games. Azul hates surprises, Azul hates having no control, Azul hates things he is bad at, so at first he would hate horror games. He isn’t as bad as Riddle, but he isn’t super skilled in terms of videogames + there is always something for him to get spooked by. Being an octopus, Azul is always super cautious, which is a curse, but also a blessing: he would get very good at stealth sequences pretty quickly. He is also very good at puzzles. But sometimes there would be sequences during which he would have to just fuck shit up (esp. chasing sequences), and he would yell while playing these. He would get pretty invested for someone who didn’t want to play in the first place, but if he gets too uncomfortable (=terrified), he’ll dip... I guess it depends on if he is being watched or not: he hates when people backsit or comment on how he’s playing.

Jade – he prefers watching and not playing, and if he has to play, he would also prefer to do it alone. But if others have to get involved, he would prefer co-op games because he always messes with others, even his own team. And every single time Floyd is the one getting blamed for his antics instead of him... In general, Jade doesn’t really get scared by spooky games, but he doesn’t like being the subject of spooks. He would survive a horror game easily, but he wouldn’t enjoy it as much if it’s just him against the game, or him against the game + others watching him play.

Floyd – he loves horror games, but also doesn’t finish them all the time. A lot of them Floyd dropped because he got bored, but there is at least one game that Floyd didn’t finish because it spooked him and he got mad at the game for doing that. This is a rare occasion though because Floyd enjoys the spooks. He hates it when the game’s spooks are boring and always wants them to do their worst, to make Floyd feel as grossed out as possible. He has complicated relationship with such games... he would survive them easily (even if he isn’t super skilled at some games and it would take him more tries), it all depends on whether he cares enough to finish them. He also loves games that have a lot of blood/gore/violence in them... when he’s in the mood for it.

Kalim – he would have a hard time... he is the one to ask Jamil to help him during difficult or scary parts. He doesn’t really like horror all that much, it makes him very nervous, and while the thrills are fun and tickly, some games just feel too... gloomy and dirty and mean? It’s probably just a matter of picking a perfect horror game for Kalim, but he doesn’t care much for them: he’ll just get scared, yell a lot and them drop the game. But being in good company would make it better! If we’re together, it’s not scary anymore, it’s funny! Kalim, you’re missing the entire point of the game!

Jamil – you know, I think Jamil would be good at them. It’s not necessarily his go-to, but while playing it, he would think that he actually enjoys getting an adrenalin rush that doesn’t have any real life stakes behind them for once. This is also a good opportunity to flex how good of a gamer he is lol, and Jamil is not only skilled, but also very smart, so aside from some difficult annoying segments, he wouldn’t struggle too much. He wouldn’t get scared for the majority of time, maybe getting silently startled every now and then, but then... he would see a huge bug-like creature as a final boss... with a swarm of flies and centipedes filling the screen... he’d turn white and turn off the game forever.

Vil – he would get into them more than one would expect. We’ve seen that he is kind of interested in videogames, and since a lot of horror games have great visuals and story Vil would really enjoy those. His favourite ones would definitely be the games with great character writing. With some of them he would play and at the same time think how he would adapt the game’s story in a film form... Yeah, all that is nice, but does Vil get scared? Well yes, but he gets more angry than scared, and a lot of times he fights the enemies when there is an option to just avoid them. Of course he’ll survive the game: even if it’s difficult or scary, even if he doesn’t have a lot of free time, he is a completionist, so there is no way he’d stop until he sits there watching the final credits.

Rook – another thing Rook is unexpectedly and stupidly good at. Does he have this experience? He probably doesn’t, he’s a theater/film kid after all, but somehow Rook is a very fast learner, and has great intuition that makes him think both about the game’s mechanics and the in-universe logic at the same time. So yeah, it wouldn’t take that long for him to learn how to handle a game, and he doesn’t get super scared: similarly to Cater, he overly exaggerates his reactions sometimes. The only thing Rook doesn’t like about these types of games is that he doesn’t like being hunted down and prefers to do the hunting. I guess he should also play Dead by Daylight then lol

Epel – he gets terrified and he gets mad, he yells, he kicks things around, he breaks the controller, he pees his pants (alright that happened ONCE), he cries, he swears a lot, he goes through it. It’s honestly hard to tell if Epel loves horror games or not. When he’s just talking about them, it’s like he loves them a lot, as if he doesn’t get scared by them at all, and even if he does, he enjoys the thrill. But when he actually plays... I guess this entire experience is fun for him overall! He isn’t bad at them actually, he gets better pretty quickly, and he would probably finish the games more often and play with the rest of the boys more often his dorm didn’t have a strict “take a break after one hour in front of a computer” rule. Epel wishes to spend one day from morning till night just playing the game and eating junk food...

Idia – not a lot of things scare him, he loves horror and has a lot of experience with horror games. He is the one to rant about how jumpscares are cheap, but they’re still a big cultural part of horror as a genre, and yet people who use them should fuck themselves because jumpscares are cheap. Idia loves horror games with an atmosphere and a story, he replays a lot of old PS ones from time to time. He also loves jp RPG horror games + visual novels a lot. He plays a lot of indie games these days, even the ones that have 2 or 3 downloads total. So yeah, to Idia the majority of horror games isn’t a problem... he does get scared by them sometimes though, and either gets annoyed by that, or thinks that it’s a high praise for the game. Depends on his opinion on the game so far lol

Ortho – he is the best out of all the freshmen when it comes to horror games, which would probably make him a cheater because Ortho can’t necessarily get scared. But still, he loves horror a lot, mostly because of Idia’s influence, and he always monitors the reactions of people around them when he isn’t the only one in the room while the game is being played. If we’re talking about real!Ortho, he would also be the best out of all the freshmen (sorry, Ace!). But he used to get pretty scared and hide behind Idia while he was playing when they were little...

Lilia – oh he loves those, he is a big advocate of horror games being very helpful in building one’s character and developing a lot of necessary skills. The hardest part for him is to adapt to the new gameplay, but it also doesn’t take a lot of time; he’s gotten pretty good at videogames. He loves anything that has gore in it because he judges just how realistic it looks, but he also loves spooky castles and anything atmospheric (Amnesia? RE8?) – it feels romantic and nostalgic to him. He plays with gloomy samurai sometimes, but sometimes he just watches him play: Lilia is truly fascinated by his speedruns, although he’d enjoy watching a normal gameplay as well, but gloomy samurai doesn’t do those.

Silver – I think Silver doesn’t get to play horror games very often, but he probably kind of enjoys them. Lilia asked him to play together a couple of times, plus sits him down to play every now and then, so Silver isn’t totally horrible at them: he would do anything to make father happy, after all. But also Silver probably loves getting spooked because it keeps him alert and wakes him up. Silver finds this kind of games refreshing... he probably enjoys jumpscares too lol Sometimes games would get almost too easy for him. Lilia is so proud.

Sebek – he is probably the worst out of all the freshmen because he is the least experienced one when it comes to videogames or horror. The only type of horror in Sebek’s arsenal has been novels so far, and he doesn’t really like reading this type of stories. But even though one part of Sebek wants to stay away from such an unnecessary waste of time, another part of him wants to be involved, wants to test his own bravery and adaptability and frankly wants to make Ace eat his smug words about Sebek being scared. Sebek would struggle a lot, his poor little heart is used to all kinds of irl emergencies, but not horror games. Still, he would persevere... He also tries to organise everyone in co-op, as if someone would make him the leader.

Malleus – please, leave him be. He can’t handle a phone without ruining it, he would probably have even the harder time holding a controller than Riddle did. He also gets frustrated pretty easily, so not only the monitor, nothing is going to survive his anger when the game starts to get annoying.

[cattailbouquet]

TWF 4 Thoughts + Theories

TW: Suicide mention

This is quite long. I had a lot of thoughts.

I loved it! A huge part of what drew me to TWF in the first place was the bigger focus on the human characters, something that stuff like FNAF didn't have as much of at the time. And episode four DELIVERS. Imo, the best horror stories make you care about the victims and/or delight in the villain's terrible antics, and TWF does both super well.

Spoilers Below:

We finally met Charles! Him and Susan are fun to listen to. 

Banny continues to be a ladyfailure and smashes into a table. 

So apparently the facial recognition has always had an issue w/ Sophie? Huh.

The employee’s seeming disinterest in what's going on is a bit concerning? "I don't want anything to do with it." Charles I've got bad news.

Susan's death/undeath had been depicted several times already, which doesn't take away from what we see here. The Snap? The Breathing?? Those vile squelching noises??? The rabbit may be starving but I’m put off the next several meals.

"bon" was just as spooky as I'd hoped. I, among others, was under the impression that he was a representation of Bon's facial recognition system or A.I., but that doesn't seem to be the case, since we see him approach the robot? You horrible ghost man what is your deal. The happy little hand clasp Bon did after brutally murdering a woman was morbid enough to be hilarious. The scene of him talking to Susan in Wonderland was so eerie and sad.

Felix becomes a bigger slimeball by the second. He's so terrible in such a real way. The fact that he dug a grave for himself and then proceeded to back away from the cliff sums him up perfectly. He's too scared to take that kind of action on his own, but he'll dig a hole and wait to drop dead. Even in this, he will always choose inaction. Everything he does is to try to avoid consequences. He barely spares a second thought for the two little kids who loved him enough to call him "Uncle."

Edd and Molly are super cool. I was kind of expecting them to just hang around being scary and/or sad, but it looks like these two are going to be major players here. Bunnyfarm makes it seem like they're on board w/ the idea of Sophie joining them, but that might've been a misdirection. E+M might be opposed to the idea of becoming "beautiful"? Hydrogen bon vs. coughing babies.

Speculation/Ideas:

Does "bon" purposefully mangle the bodies in an attempt to push them into accepting becoming “beautiful”? Or is it a flaw in the Bon animatronic that “bon” is exploiting? Or both? Their faces don’t fit what the system says, so “bon” spurs the robot into trying to make them fit.

Edd seems weirdly ok with Susan wandering around the purgatory and needs to be nudged into action by Molly. I could see that causing problems later.

I had a feeling that Bon wasn’t Just Possessed By Jack. If it were that simple, Bunnyfarm would’ve been the perfect time to reveal it. If Jack is dead and connected to Bon, then he’s not the one at the wheel. I wouldn’t be surprised if he wasn’t dead at all. I have no clue why he would up and leave his family, though.

I could see E+M trying to stall “bon” by playing keep-away with the other victim’s souls, at least initially? They probably wouldn’t be successful with this until later down the line with Brian? Maybe? He’s the only victim who isn’t confirmed to be in an animatronic, nor does he talk about being “beautiful” like the others. We haven’t heard from him since episode one so this could easily change.

What oh what is that under the tarp? The little bedsheet ghost looking thing. A new friend, I hope.

All in all, a beautiful episode. Worth the wait! Can’t wait for 5+6!

[workingdownthewordmine]

Love Thy Neighbour - Chapter 5 Every Man Is Guilty

Bucky struggles with the attitudes of his so-called friends and Hive makes themself scarce.

Read this chapter on AO3 here.

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Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Nonbinary OC, Steve Rogers Rating: T CW: Guilt, bullying (mention), violent child abuse (mention), homophobia (mention), mild dissociation Prompts filled: @lgbtqbingo : Hickeys @fluffbruary : Day 6 - Embarrassment @multifandom-flash (Compliments) : You are better than you think you are

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Dividers by @unfortunate-beetle-and-friends

Chapter 5 – Every Man is Guilty

“But I have my life, I’m living it. It’s twisted, exhausting, uncertain, and full of guilt, but nonetheless, there’s something there.”

Banana Yoshimoto

“You’re not selling me on this, Steve.” Bucky leant back on the kitchen wall, chin lowered and arms crossed.

“I can’t give you specifics right now. Security’s too tight. If you’ll just come and talk to Fury-”

This was the guy who’d lied to every draft office in the tri-state area? When had Steve become so damn hidebound? “I’m not interested. I told you before, I’m not going to work for SHIELD. And you can save Barton and Romanov’s very touching Different Call story. I’m grateful for what you did for me, really, but I never agreed to get away from Hydra just to sell my soul to someone else.”

Steve’s hands dug deeper into his pockets. “SHIELD isn’t Hydra, Buck. It’s not the same at all. Just let me set up a chat with the director and you’ll see that.”

“Why won’t you let this drop? You’ve got your whole Captain America deal with your team. I’ve got an actual life of my own now. You don’t need me.”

“Fine. You’re right. I don’t need you.”

Never had someone agreeing with him felt so much like a fist in the gut. Bucky didn’t get the chance to tell him to go fuck himself. Steve kept going. “This isn’t about me needing your help, Buck. I’m here because I want your help. I need people around me that I can trust and I trust you. You’re my oldest friend. And I gotta say, Bucky, this whole ‘new life’ you say you’ve got going on looks a lot like walling yourself up in a different cell. I’m doing this because I care about you. What good was getting them to let you go free if you’re just going to lock yourself back up? You look like shit, Buck. When did you last eat? Or drink anything that wasn’t coffee or at least eighty proof? You aren’t one of the bad guys anymore. You can do something worthwhile with your life. You don’t have to be all alone. Why won’t you let me help you?”

“Fuck you, Steve. I’m not gonna be your goddamn bad guy outreach program poster boy. And I had a cheese sandwich just last night, as though it’s any of your fucking business.” And I’m not alone…

They both looked up at the same moment, both heads turned towards the hall closet. “Shit’s always falling down somewhere round here. Place has gone to hell.” But even Steve wasn’t dumb enough not to recognise a sneeze when he heard it.

“For a guy with his windows rigged to blow, you’re weirdly calm about someone climbing around inside your walls.” The tinge of suspicion he heard in Steve’s voice hurt more than Bucky had expected. Who the hell did he think he’d be hiding in a wall cavity? Then he cringed inwardly as Steve began looking around with more intent than he had before. Bucky practically felt his eyes rest for a moment on the extra sleeping bag. His eyebrows visibly rose when he spotted the mug with its weird cute cartoon dragon thing. “Buck?” The suspicion had gone from Steve’s voice and Bucky missed it already.

“Hey, kid, it’s okay. Just a social call.” He listened for a beat of silence, then he and Steve both hear the departing scraping of Hive heading up to the roof. Knowing what he did, Bucky could pick up the unevenness in their movement and made a note to ask to check their injuries later. If he ever saw them again, of course. They might be too spooked to come back at all. He looked down at their mug. They’d be back. He hoped.

“I guess it’s cool that some things don’t change. But I don’t remember you being this coy about your girlfriends even in the forties.”

“‘Girlfriend’ is a real strong word for anyone I passed the time with back then. And that’s not… what this is. They’re just a friend.” Or something. This was definitely not the time to start seriously questioning the weird-ass situation he’d found himself in the last twelve hours or so.

“A friend who hides in the wall when your other friends drop by?”

Other friends? Did Steve think Bucky was having poker nights with the guys every week? What other friends?

“They’re shy, okay?”

“Buck, you don’t have to be embarrassed. I’m glad you’ve found someone you don’t mind having around. I hated thinking of you cooped up here with nothing but a bunch of old memories.” Steve, buddy, you have no idea… “Think I’ll ever get to meet them? What? I can’t be curious about the first person apart from me to ever know the notorious Bucky Barnes well enough to leave a mug at his place?” He couldn’t help but be mildly impressed at Steve’s rapid and unquestioning switch to the neutral pronoun.

“I doubt it. They’re shy, like I said. And it’s not really an ‘introductions to old friends’ kind of thing.” Of at least that much he was sure. Hell, it wasn’t even a thing. Just a really weird couple of days… that had left an extra sleeping bag on his floor.

Steve was frowning again. “You, uh, you’re not in trouble, right? I’ll believe you, whatever you say. I just can’t help noticing you’re a bit more banged up than I’ve seen you in a while. And you smell like that stuff your mom used to cover my hives in when we were kids.” He tried a weak grin.

Well, believe it or not a Hive was responsible… Buck almost returned the smile before he shook himself.  “I’m good. Just had a run in with some kind of funky old insulation while I was doing some repairs. Nothing to worry your pretty head about. The scratches are all healed up anyway.” He turned his shoulder to indicate the one Hive had uncovered. “Only covered them up so I wouldn’t get blood on anything, just didn’t get round to taking off the rest of the bandages before you stopped in for the little recruitment drive. Speaking of which –”

Steve held up a hand to stop him. “Speaking of which, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said… a lot of what I did. It wasn’t my place to judge what you’ve got going on here. I’m sorry.” The renewed anger Bucky had been preparing to unleash petered out more quickly than he had expected. “I meant it though, about wanting to work with you again.”

Buck grunted. “Howling Commandoes reunion tour? This time with one hundred percent less falling out of trains, right?” He hadn’t expected Steve to take the weak joke so hard. Steve hadn’t looked this green since a kid landed a kick in his stomach that left him puking his guts into a trash can. He’d been waiting on the ground by the can when Buck came back with split knuckles and a grin of triumph. They’d gone back to Buck’s place to clean up before Steve’s dad could see the mess on his shirt and add a bloody nose to Steve’s problems. Buck’s place. This place. The sink where they’d rinsed out that faded threadbare shirt had been torn out long ago or it would have been right about where Steve was standing now.

“I should have looked harder.”

“Huh?” Maybe Hive’s attention span was catching, somehow. It took him a second to reconnect the dots.

“I went back. To the pass. I went back about a dozen times, looking for – well – for a body, I guess. Maybe if I’d been smarter about it, I would’ve… would’ve found you. Maybe we wouldn’t be where we are now.” Steve’s words sounded like he was trying to swallow them rather than speak them aloud. “But we are. And I can’t fix what I abandoned you to, but I can’t walk away again. Please, Buck, stop by the compound sometime – nothing to do with SHIELD, just come say hi. Or answer your phone once in a while. I miss my best friend, Buck. The guy I knew back in forty-five, back when our lives made some sort of sense.”

“That guy died in the fall, Steve.”

Steve shook his head. “No, I think he’s very much alive. I see him in there. Don’t bury my best friend in this place, Buck, please. You might feel like you deserve that but you don’t. I’m not talking about showing off how ‘rehabilitated’ you are or anything like that. I mean that guy still deserves the life he should have got the first time around.”

Was that part of you given a choice?

Yes.

There’s always a choice.

No. I would never have chosen that…

Bucky managed to look up at Steve’s eyes. Still fucking insane that he was taller than Buck now. “He’s getting a life. And, I guess, if you’re going to be clingy dork about it, that life can involve spending more time with you than it has done so far. Happy?”

“Yeah, happy. Jerk.”

“We’re in the twenty-first century now, for fuck’s sake, Steve. Learn to curse, I’m begging you.” For just a second they shared a grin. The moment was broken by a beep from Steve’s phone. The sudden awkward energy that radiated from him came as a surprise. “I don’t care if you check your phone, you know? World might be hours from destruction or something.”

“That’s unlikely.” Steve blushed. “It’s probably personal.”

“Stark sending out mass dick pics or something? You’re practically glowing there, Rogers.” The blond head ducked, Steve pushing a hand through his hair. He successfully blocked the blush from view but the new angle… “Steve, that’s a fucking hickey! That’s… at least three hickeys!” Captain America’s complexion was a riot of crimson, the blush spreading down to the livid bruise just below his jaw. “You bruise like I do – those are new and vicious. Christ, Steve, you been hooking up with a moray eel?”

“I, ah, I’m seeing someone.”

“No shit.” Probably he should have expected it. Steve must be one of the most eligible bachelors in the country now. Superpowers, a name like “Captain America”, and serum-enhanced looks on tops of his natural Steve-ness… The girls were probably all over him. Weird thought. “Well? Who is she? Do I need to check she’s good enough for my best friend?”

The tips of Steve’s ears became practically scarlet. “It, uh, look, Buck, I–” Bucky frowned. “The person I’m dating is… he’s a guy.”

Well, Bucky couldn’t say he’d never wondered. The immediate mental maelstrom was much the same as it would have been in the forties. How much trouble was this going to cause him? How many more beatings because hiding himself was absolutely alien to Steve’s nature? It took a few seconds for the twenty-first century to impose itself on his thinking. No, probably no beating for Captain America, but public opinion could be a hell of a thing to reckon with – especially for the nation’s golden boy. And Steve was standing there right now closer to cringing than Buck had seen him since his dad was alive. God, there was a man – if he even deserved the word – who would have exploded at the news that his son was a fairy. He probably would have tried to thrash it out of him, Avenger or no.

“He’s not off the hook for best friend judgement just because he’s male, you know. Do I get to meet him?” He felt the pressure in the room change as Steve relaxed. Had he really expected hostility over his confession? From Bucky?

He doesn’t trust you…

“Uh, I guess, sometime. No one else has yet but it’s not… not really a secret. The team knows.”

Bucky nodded. “Well? You gonna see what he wants?” On cue, Steve’s phone chimed again. Reluctantly, ears still hot, he pulled it out of his pocket.

“Just asking where I want to get dinner tonight.” He tapped out a reply, making Buck smile at the geriatric concentration he had to put into the exercise, betraying the boyish face.

“Cute.”

He knows, deep down, what a monster he unleashed by letting you go.

Stop.

That’s why he’s scared of you, even now. Guilt for leaving you behind? More likely guilt for not finishing what he started when he let you fall.

He didn’t “let me fall”.

We’ve been over this, asset. You used to be less naïve. You know the resources he has at his disposal. Do you really believe he didn’t just decide you weren’t worth the trouble?

Steve pushed his phone back into his pocket and grinned sheepishly. “Sorry about that.”

Bucky waved the apology away.

“I should probably get going. I’ll see you? Soon?”

Bucky nodded, but…

Empty offer. You really think he and his new friends want someone around who tried to kill them – however poorly you executed your assignment? Stark didn’t even trust you unsupervised in this dump, let alone in his precious Tower.

“Steve, you sure the others won’t mind me just stopping by? Doubt I‘m popular over there. Not real eager to get teargassed soon as I set foot over the perimeter.”

Steve smiled, his confidence returning. He’d swung his leg over the sill already. “Sure, I’m sure. It’s not like everyone trusted Natasha when she first showed up either. They’re the good guys, Buck. They believe in second chances.” His smile was warm as ever as he ducked out of the window, not seeing the way the temperature of Bucky’s blood had plummeted. “And charge your phone,” Bucky heard him say as his feet landed on the tarmac.

Second chances… isn’t that sweet? So much for his assurances of your deep and abiding innocent soul, it seems. You could have almost believed that choir boy act, couldn’t you?

It was three hours before Hive returned the way they had left. The hum of the generator wasn’t quite enough to drown out their scuffling descent. The faceless apparition was unnerving until they loosened their hood strings and pulled their hoodie down to uncover their lower face. “Protection,” they explained, though Bucky had already guessed as much. From the looks of the stretched fabric round their wrists, they’d had the sleeves pulled down over their hands too.

“Good call. Skin still itches like shit.” He’d had another go with the cream – Steve was right about the smell barely having changed in almost a century – but ran into the same problem as before. He’d had to spend a good twenty minutes scrubbing the stuff out of the joints in his arm with a toothbrush.

He was turning to offer Hive some of the beans he’d been heating on the camping stove, when he realised what else had bothered him about their appearance. They were huddled in the hallway, dressed as they’d been when they made their exit earlier – hoodie, cargoes, black and purple striped socks…

“You’ve been hanging around Brooklyn with no fucking shoes on?”

“You’d be amazed. Saw one guy with no shoes, no socks, and only half a pair of trousers. Guess I should be grateful for what I’ve got. Anyway, I wasn’t stopping for pre-flight checks while I was busy fleeing for my life, was I?”

“You need to check that you’re wearing shoes?”

“Told ya,” They seemed almost proud. “My brain is wrong.”

“Won’t be the only thing that’s wrong if you do shit like that. You’re lucky you haven’t got tetanus or something.”

“Probably too soon to be sure if I have or not,” they pointed out as they dropped down by the fire and stuck their feet out to warm near the flames.

“Not real comforting, kid.”

Hive watched him for a moment, maybe wondering the same thing he was: at what point had their continued well-being become a matter of comfort to him. Then again, maybe not.

“You call me that a lot. Kid. ‘M not a kid, you know.”

He grunted in reply. “I’m an old man, kid. Don’t take it personally.” That was apparently acceptable. They huffed but smirked. They wiggled their toes. Unsurprisingly, the soles of their socks were filthy, damp, and holes in more than one place. One big toe poked free. They saw him looking and wagged it pointedly at him.

“Rude to stare.” They were grinning.

“Sure your feet are okay? There are landfills cleaner than the streets round here. No cuts or anything?”

“Will you feel better if I check?”

“I’ll have less concern about my apartment stinking of gangrene tomorrow, yeah.”

They rolled their eyes but folded their legs and peeled off their socks.

He doled out beans, giving Hive the bowl and keeping his own in the pan, while they performed their inspection.

“All good,” they pronounced, hopping up with only a bit of a wobble to rinse their hands under the lonely sinkless faucet. Bucky wasn’t sure if it had been seeing Steve standing in the old place, looking not so much like he’d grown as like the room had shrunk around him, or if it was just having someone else inhabiting the space with him for a while, but the apartment’s wasted, skeletal feel was more noticeable to him now. He was making food over a camping stove. His bed was a sleeping bag. For someone who’d finally come back home, he looked pretty homeless right now, didn’t he? Was that what Steve had seen? Did Bucky have that same look? An abandoned shell, like the building?

What makes you think you deserve any better? You could have been so much more…

“Cheers.” Hands clean, Hive had grabbed their bowl and clunked it lightly against the pan. Seeing his confusion, they repeated, “A toast to toes not turning grey and dropping off! Which… now that I hear it again, may not have been the most genteel toast ever raised at a meal. Oops. Hope I didn’t put you off.” They tucked into their own food with no sign of discomfort.

“A toast to not losing body parts gets my vote,” he conceded. They shared a grin. “Where did you go earlier anyway? Guessing you didn’t find a café that didn’t care about the lack of shoes.”

“Rooftops, mostly. Nearby ones. Figured if it was a social call I probably didn’t need to flee the state. Thought about a library but figured I’d attract a bit too much attention.”

“Library?”

“They have books there! The wild kind, not the kind you have to pay for. Like a book zoo – except members can foster the animals. The analogy got a bit lost, sorry.”

“I followed, most of it anyway. I do know what a library is. We had ‘em when I was a kid too, you know.”

While he did the sparse dishes, Bucky could see Hive moving around out of the corner of his eye. A glance found them rolling up their sleeping bag and gathering the small quantity of trash they’d been accumulating into a sack. He dried his hands and grabbed his phone; it had turned up beside the plant pot. The generator fell quiet. Bucky turned the phone on and almost immediately wished he hadn’t. It lit up with message after message, the device rattling in his metal grip.

Steve: Been a while. How are you getting on?

Steve: Hope you are doing okay. There is a briefing later today that you might be interested in. Let me know.

Banner: Shuri sent me over your updated records. I think we should discuss a pain management regimen. Contact me.

Steve: Clint and Natasha are planning a movie night. How about joining us?

Steve: You really need to answer a text (or a call) once in a while.

Fen: You’re 30m late

Fen: Where are you??

Fen: Call me, James

Steve: I tried to call twice and didn’t get an answer. I’m going to drop by this morning. There’s some SHIELD business I want to discuss and it’s been a long time since you checked in. Miss you, man.

Fen: This is real shitty of you. You’re decent at the job and I like you but you can’t just ditch for the day without a word. The garage was busy today. We need to talk.

Steve: ETA 10 minutes.

“Fuck.” Hive looked up. “Everything going on since yesterday… Seems I forgot to go to work today.” He started moving automatically, grabbing his jacket off a picture nail, and toeing his boots upright. Hive must have taken them off for him while he was unconscious. He’d have expected to feel more latent objection to the idea but he definitely did not have time to stop and consider the unfamiliar close, warm sensation he experienced instead.

“I should have thought… sorry.”

“Huh?” He stopped, half inside his jacket.

“I mean, I knew, didn’t I? Where you work. That’s how I found you in the first place. Should have occurred to me that you ought to be there.”

He was already four hours late. What difference was five more minutes likely to make to his boss’s bad mood. “Wasn’t your problem if I went to work or not. I’m a big enough boy to handle my own routine.” He was a bit unsettled to see Hive huddling into a corner again, much as they’d done last night. They were still on their feet but they’d shrunken down into their hoodie and were not looking at him. “Hey, kid, it’ll be okay. My huge personal charm will smooth things over with my boss and anyway it is not up to you to have shit to do with my schedule.” They nodded but still wouldn’t meet his eyes. Their gaze was unfocused, drifting around the floor. Trying not to wonder why he cared, he cast around for something to ground them.

“Know what? I’m gonna try to make a dinner tonight that doesn’t come straight out of a can. What do ya think? Sound good?”

“I mean… it’s pretty vague.” He was relieved to see some… presence come back into their face. “Are we talking closer to a dead pigeon you found on the roof or delicately braised sustainably-farmed salmon?” Bucky’s expression apparently satisfied. They grinned a little.

“I guess somewhere in the middle but a little closer to the dead pigeon. I’ll do my best.”

The grin brightened. “Sounds good. I don’t like salmon much anyway.”

He nodded. “No salmon. Got it. See you later – gotta go save my job.”

The garage hadn’t been too bad. Fen had been obliged to rake him over the coals a little – sure it was real useful having a guy on staff who could jack up a car on one hand, in addition to being able to handle basically any bike issue she could remember being brought, but only if he was gonna decide to turn up when expected and not just when it was convenient to him. He knew she took no pleasure in playing the hard-ass, except with assholes who didn’t believe she was more than capable of dismantling their tricked out dick substitutes down to the nuts and then reassembling it faster than they could jerk off over a climate change denial manifesto; she just wanted her garage running smooth. He’d worked out the rest of the day and hung out past close to put away some late deliveries by way of apology and all ruffled feathers had settled. His extended shift had meant it was already past dark when he got to his supply run, though. He hoped Hive wasn’t getting too hungry waiting.

If they were, it wasn’t causing any notable chaos. The building was quiet and dark. Maybe they were taking the opportunity for some much needed sleep. A smile crept over his lips at the thought. He tried to keep quiet and not disturb them when he manoeuvred his awkward haul through the window, catching the new wok as it made a dash for the floor. But he’d no sooner set things down than he knew the apartment was deserted. It felt empty in a way he couldn’t recall it feeling before they’d arrived. He stuck his head out into the hallway but the whole building had the same mournful, abandoned echo. A shiver gripped him – all the more dramatic in a body that always ran so hot. He searched the apartment. Their sleeping bag was folded neatly in a corner of the hall. His own he found moved to his bedroom, spread out with pillow, blanket and a sheet of paper laid on top. He recognised their handwriting.

Hey Bucky,

Wasn’t sure when to expect you back. I’m so sorry – looks like I might have to miss dinner after all. I need to go do something. Should be back by 9 at the latest so… maybe save me some if I didn’t piss you off too much by ditching? Sorry, again. Sorry sorry sorry. See you later.

Hive x

Bucky stood in his bedroom doorway with the note in his hand and shot a look at the things he’d left in the kitchen – the wok and utensils he’d been managing without, the extra bowl, plate, cutlery, and the bag spilling spring onions and packets of noodles beside them. Gotta do what they gotta do, he supposed. The note creased in his fingers. No problem. Might take him a while to get this right anyway. He’d cook, and they’d probably be back by the time he was done, sure.

With how many people who’d love to know where to find Bucky Barnes in tow?

They don’t want to be found themselves. They wouldn’t bring anyone back here…

The nightmare act really sucked you in, didn’t it? Who knows who they really are? Even if they are in hiding from someone, aren’t there plenty of people who’d trade the whereabouts of the Winter Soldier for better protection than hiding out with a monster who already nearly killed them? Not a high bar, is it?

So what’s your suggestion?

What time is it?

What?

They said they’d be back by nine.

Probably so we’d stay put and off guard.

What time is it?

He’d never bothered to get a clock. He pulled out his phone.

22:27

His eyes shot to the window.

Note: Thanks for reading, y'all! And thank you to all the wonderful providers of prompt events without which I probably wouldn't have started writing again. Special thank you to my boys for inspiring me and keeping me motivated.

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﹟diasomnia, ramshackle, staff, rsa: x gn!reader. no cw/tw. although the holiday known as “christmas” does not exist in twisted wonderland, you decide to take manners into your own hands and have some holiday fun with your friends before winter break. part i. ii. iii. platonic staff/ramshackle.

༘˚₊➳❥ 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀 ＋ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀’𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐏

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ what a wonderful sleep that was, but now it were time to wake up and get ready for the last of your festive plans! doing your morning routine, you send a text to your friend in diasomnia you would be there soon, although still unsure if this were a good idea or not despite his insistence that it were the perfect thing to do before break.maybe you’d end up enjoying it!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Malleus was honestly glad to be invited to something, anything for once. he has to admit this was one of the strangest things he’s ever done before, but if it’s for you, he’d be willing to do it. this is one of your human traditions from your world? so be it, he’s sitting on Lilia’s lap as the older fae makes weird laughing noises in a weird costume, gazing down at him as he gives him a cookie. he gets weirdly into it after a few minutes of you two assuring him he’s doing it right, he may actually be a kid asking for presents as he asks for Gao Gao to have a friend, specifically for you to get one so the two of your’s could be friends together. he’s excited to hear what you want though, don’t be embarrassed and sit on santa’s lap now, prefect, whatever you wish for he will get for you as thanks for including him in your festive traditions.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Lilia insisted on partaking in this tradition as soon as you told him about holiday festivities in your world. you do not know where he got an oversized white beard, and an outfit similar to a mall santa’s back in your world that looks oversized on him, but he’s having a lot of fun. he enjoys sitting his slightly confused, slightly weirded out, and slightly empty on the inside sons on his knee that surprisingly hasn’t broken yet from sheer weight and speak in this weird way you explained a santa clause does. he’s laughing and going “ho-ho-ho” really in character and makes them call him santa, rather than Lilia. he even gets you to sit on his lap, picking you up and holding you tight if you try to run from embarrassment. you’re never too old, he says! go ahead and tell him what you want, don’t be too difficult now prefect, remember, naughty kids don’t get presents.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Silver did not wake up for this, please tell him he did not. he was raised by Lila but he is not immune to the pure shock he gets at times by what his father does. or rather, santa as Lilia forces him to call him. somehow he watches Malleus do it, and followed suit awkwardly as he turned to you looking at him with a smile, back to his father with the same expressionless look. you’d think he wanted to be anywhere else, but entertains you and asks santa for a gift, handing him a cookie as he peeks back at you with a bright smile. the things he’d do for you to be happy, honestly. after he’s free, he ends up falling asleep against your shoulder pretending to himself it were all a dream, a nightmare rather, as you gently lay his head on your lap and play with his hair as thanks.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Sebek is going over five different stages of grief. he’s confused, angry, freaked out, just what on earth is this human tradition? it gets worse when you explain in your world you let your kid sit on a stranger’s lap, one that eats your cookies and milk after breaking into your house to drop off presents, one who judges you for being nice or naughty. he’s flabbergasted and tries to speak as “santa” gets his cookie, asking him for what he wishes for. he’s unable to pick anything over still processing his thoughts and emotions, eyes still locked on you as you smile at him. is this some kind of new way of fighting, human? regardless, lilia ends up telling his dad about this when they return to briar valley, too. when he gets home he’s experiencing the grief again as father zigvolt wears a santa suit, an outfit becoming popular in the briar valley.

༘˚₊➳❥ 𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄 ＋𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐑

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ after returning from the morning event with friends from the valley, you finally return to your dorm and pull out the decoration box you’d been keeping in the closet, smiling at the tree you’d gotten Jack to drag in a few weeks ago. it was finally time to decorate Ramshackle.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Grim tolerated a lot of things for you during these past few days, you’d better get him premium tuna. he’s had to watch some boys flirt and fail with you, numerous bow changes, and has become exhausted. now you want to decorate the dorm, but for who? you give are the only ones living there! he does decorate begrudgingly and gets into it, or maybe because he’s planning at pawing at it later, but he’s helping you decorate the windows with star and tree stickers, while the dorm building itself is wrapped with lights all around. he doesn’t know what a family should feel like, but whatever it is supposed to feel like, he’s pretty sure you are a family. he’s the biggest whiner of the bunch, but he ends up being the one who contributes the most and had the most fun out of all of you, gazing up at the finished product before climbing into your lap, accepting head scratches.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Ghost friends had listened to you talk about your plans and schedule for the past month, even watching you acquire the materials, but seeing the decorations placed were two different things. the Ramshackle dorm had been abandoned for years to the point it fell apart. a cold gloomy place, with only the three of them lingering in the past until you came along, transforming it into a home. they never imagined how full of life it could of become with you, laughing and playing with you and Grim as you decorated. they’re truly grateful you care about this dorm as much as they did, and that you included them in your list of people to spend time with. gather round, prefect. although they can’t hold you physically, why not take a picture for the memories.

༘˚₊➳❥ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐅𝐅＋𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ wiping your brow from your hard work, you admire it as one of the ghosts quickly remembers about receiving mail earlier! much to your confusion, you received some cards from the most unexpected list of people, the staff of nrc!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Crowley’s card was unexpected, you’d wondered if he was forced into it. the writing was surprisingly neat and tidy, not full of cursive but very exaggerated penmanship when it came to certain letters. the envelope was rather plain, nothing too interesting, but the card itself was a nice navy blue color with splotches of gold. the contents of the card were basic and empty, have a good break and that you should work hard as the ramshackle prefect after the break, and do make sure to take care of those fairies for him. however in tiny writing hastily scribbled at the bottom, he wrote “thank you, prefect” at the very bottom, adding to the shock factor of receiving a card from him in the first place. this was probably the most gratitude you’ve received from him since your first encounter, and the last until next year.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Crewel’s card made you smile and feel like you had a safe space to go to and to tattle on Crowley to. he’s penmanship was meat and fully cursive, written in pretty red ink on a rose scented silver card. it nearly made you feel bad opening the envelope with such a beautiful deep red shade with a golden flower seal. his letter details how you’d mentioned this little tradition of giving cards in your world before when talking to him, and that he decided to indulge a little and write you this letter. have a good break, and if you need help with classes to ask him and he would help you since you’ve been such a good pup trying to understand more about this world and adjust to it and classes. he wrote at the bottom that just before break ends, he’d also fix your uniform for a winter wardrobe, really, he’s secretly a kind professor.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Trein’s card made you feel like you had a father here in wonderland. his penmanship was cursive, small and neat. his envelope had madol attached, as though you were given a small allowance or gift. he’d heard from Crewel about the plan to write you a card and wrote one himself in an equally fancy velvet red envelope, with an ivory paw seal. the letter itself was in classic black ink, going over how if you needed a place to stay over break, him and his wife were available. it had been many years since his daughters had grown and left the house, they had plenty of space for you if you wished to not be alone over break, Crowley could take care of those fairies. if you needed an extension for your break assignments to inform him and he’d extend them and help you. perhaps it’s just the father in him speaking, but have a good break, prefect.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Vargas’s card was no best handwriting winner. in fact, the writing was so messy you struggled to translate for five to nearly ten minutes. there was no envelope, and it was clearly handmade with a doodle you presumed to be him flexing his muscle and smile as he wrote to have a good break and work on those muscles. you’d improved from when you first arrived and he was sure with more work, perhaps one day you could be as muscular as him. although the card looks like he made it within two minutes, or asked a seven year old to make for him, it was the thought that counts! maybe next time you’d get an envelope, though.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Sam’s card was not an award winner either, but at least it had a creative looking envelope and rainbow paper. you could of sworn his handwriting was neater, but this too looked like a child had written with his nondominant hand. his card talked about his good deals available over the break but included little things like now hiring for a good rate. he never out front told you he liked you more than a good recurring customer, but just maybe he thought of you as a good kid. at the very very bottom, he included that he left you a piece of candy in the envelope. one worth a few madol, but candy nonetheless. have a good break and thank you for the patronage, prefect.

༘˚₊➳❥ 𝐑𝐒𝐀＋𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ the letters were so sweet for the most part you had to keep them away nearly in a desk. afterwards, you’d made dinner for you and Grim, ready to do the dishes after finishing as you got a surprise call from Neige, both him and Chen’ya would be there soon, but he wouldn’t tell you the reason. now why would rsa students come to nrc?

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Chen’ya eavesdropped on Neige’s texts to you and was in on it immediately excited to get you a gift. nothing better than surprising your friend at a whole different school hours away and give them a little present. he goes invisible and nearly scares you as you look for him, only for him to appear in front of you as you turn around. he’s laughing as you scold him, smiling at how you look flustered before you lead them into the living room with a huge tree. he has a sudden strong desire to mess around and knock down the tree, but resists his inner urges before handing you a gift bag. inside is a lot of premium tea leaves and boxes of your favorite snacks that he’d asked Trey about in advance. you didn’t even want to know how much that cost, and as you try to thank him, he’s disappearing again while inching closer to that tree.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Neige had remembered from awhile back through your texts about how you planned to spend your break after he asked, beaming immediately at the thought of doing one of your world’s traditions with you as a surprise. with RSA beginning break that afternoon, he had gone with Chen’ya to travel all the way to NRC just to see and surprise you. he originally considered singing for you, but he didn’t want to draw too much attention to your dorm. he’s there doe eye bright smile as you invite him in, greeting him as he gazes at you like a lovesick puppy. he compliments the decor and is in awe at how pretty it is before remembering to hand you your gift as he insists he doesn’t need one, your friendship is enough. opening the gift, he watches your eyes light up at the pretty winter scarf that may or may not look pretty similar to his own outfit in white, red, and blue with little birds on them. maybe just maybe, you’d put two and two together prefect.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ at the end of the day, all of you fell asleep together after it was too late to return, snuggling up in the living room under cozy blankets. you could also consider this the start of not just a new year, but a new year of happiness with friends you’d never known you needed. plenty of more memories to come in the future, and who knows! maybe plenty more with a certain someone, specifically. happy holidays, prefect’

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