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HEHE aww thank you!! ((added a bonus ending bc i'm also dumb but wrote that at 2 am so pls forgive me-)) Writing brainrot for the twins at ungodly hours is so fun ueueue

Nica and His Rings (Nica Scwartz x Reader

Disclaimer: Again, I'm in that weird moment of zen where my brain decided I should cook after long downtimes so please don't expect much lmao I put this together at 2 AM. AGAIN. HELP. Dari brainrot soon? 👁️👁️

Warnings: None

WC: 1232

Dividers by: @/saradika-graphics

It was really just harmless curiosity on your side of things. Maybe Liam rubbed off on you. You weren't sure.

Nica was particularly invested in showing you the way he could tie cherry stems with his tongue, but instead of actually paying attention to that act, your eyes kept wandering to his hand that he used to feed himself the cherries and fingers adorned with an abnormally high number of rings. You ended up getting entranced by the joints and contours of his fingers, the small, subtle movement the rings would make whenever he would bend them, and the sole, barren ring finger that had not a single piece of jewelry adorning it.

“Now, now, Robin, are you actually more focused on my hands instead of my tricks?”

Of course, Nica was not going to beat around the bush because you were just so cute and helpless, not even hiding the fact that the moment your eyes wandered to his hands. That almost too innocent, unaware gaze made him feel many things, like wanting to aggressively squish you until you were out of air.

He's not cruel like that, of course, so he settles for grabbing your chin with the hand that you were so eagerly staring at, metal-studded fingers settling on your cheeks and squishing them together, your lips forcefully puckered as he makes you meet his eyes. You make an involuntary sound at the action as he tugs you closer to his own face, an alluring smirk gracing his lips.

Almost forgetting that he asked you a question, you mustered the best of your ability to answer him, but you couldn't think of an excuse because you were still fixated on the way the cold metal touched your skin.

“’M sorry… Your rings kinda distracted me.”

A harmless action, really, but Nica chuckles in amusement at your honesty. Ever the earnest little robin were. He liked it.

So, he'll entertain you.

“Oh? What about my rings? What's so interesting about them?”

As he asked that question, he removes the firmness of the force he used to grab your cheeks as his thumb tantalizingly started to rub on your cheek, deliberately getting close to your lips but pulling back once he was about to touch it. Your poor, poor lips.

Gods above, how were you going to be able to focus with his antics?

Still, you weren't going to fold so easily (even if every fiber of your body wants to, at this point), so you steeled your gaze at him. You could've sworn his own deep blue eyes just glinted.

“You wear a lot of them, on every finger except the actual finger you should be wearing them on.”

Nica leaned back a bit as he rested his chin on the palm of his free hand, and again, your eyes ended up breaking contact with his just to observe the accessories he wore. Why were they so eyecatching?

He hummed in interest.

“So you noticed that. Quite perceptive, Robin.”

Now, you can't tell if he intentionally did that to take as bait or he was actually praising you for noticing, but something inside you is quite annoyed with that tone he used to call you robin.

He then goes wordless as he picked up another stem of cherries and popped it into his mouth using his other hand. The one he was using to keep you captive right now never left your face. And frankly, you could easily push it aside as he didn't put any actual force behind the grip anymore.

Something just kept the both of you glued to your current positions.

“Do you really want to know why? The answer may disappoint you. You might stop making such a cute face.”

Okay, now he's really just messing with you. He might not even give a truthful answer, but a part of you is secretly hoping you would be made privy to that information. You've spent enough time with him to start noticing his little habits. The way his eyes would drift off to a whole other plane at moments of silence, the way his practiced smirk would be replaced with a thin line in a split second once he was caught off guard, the brief moments of vulnerability he would unintentionally show you the more often you stayed by his side amidst his frivolous nature, all of those moments made you believe that you were slowly starting to creep into his closed off heart. Albeit slowly.

Regardless, you think of a response.

Driven by instinct, you reached out to gently take the hand he used to cage your face in and gently clasped it between yours. Treating it like a delicate thing, you trailed your fingers over the rings embracing his skin as your ears picked up the sound of his breath hitching. He didn't expect that kind of reaction.

Entranced, you began to talk.

“It’s probably just conjecture but… with the way you act around others… you're not looking for commitment.”

That much was obvious.

Nica just lets you talk first. You just seemed so enraptured by the sight of his hand and rings, even he found it difficult to break you out of that trance.

“It’s probably a reminder.”

As if bursting you out of that bubble, Nica breaks into a laughing fit, and you blink in confusion like you had just woken from a dream.

“Interessant, Robin. No one's ever told me that before.”

You were quite hopeless, psychoanalyzing him like this. Entertained by your answer, the hand you were holding moves to grab you by the wrist as he then brought his other hand to remove a ring resting on his index finger.

“Wh- Hey!”

The silver material shined faintly in the light of the sun’s rays as he eyed the ring before planting a kiss on it, slipping it into your own ring finger.

“You could have just told me you wanted one of my rings for yourself.”

“I wasn't-”

“Return this ring to me and put it on this lonely little ring finger of mine if you really think I fear commitment like what you're assuming.”

You do not understand what thought is running in that mind of his.

“I could just be not in the mood of wearing one there, but you and your adorable little head might start flapping to a thought I'm completely unaware of too. Feel free to keep this one if you wish, as well. I can always get more.”

With one last enigmatic gaze into your eyes, Nica lets go of you and stands up with his bowl of cherries, continuing to snack on them as he leaves the parlor, and you alone.

“Bis dann, Robin.”

You were left to your own devices, and you looked down at the trembling hand that had its ring finger seized by a foreign object glinting in the light.

As you tried to rationalize the way your heart skipped a beat at the way he challenged you, you gulped as your eyes turned resolute to look at the door where Nica left.

“You'll regret that, Nica Schwartz.”

Nica had left the room with a smile different from his usual one, with none bearing witness to the change.

Brain juice drained, goodbye, I'll proofread this once I'm free lmao

[weepinglycoris]

Nica and His Rings (Nica Scwartz x Reader

Disclaimer: Again, I'm in that weird moment of zen where my brain decided I should cook after long downtimes so please don't expect much lmao I put this together at 2 AM. AGAIN. HELP. Dari brainrot soon? 👁️👁️

Warnings: None

WC: 1232

Dividers by: @/saradika-graphics

It was really just harmless curiosity on your side of things. Maybe Liam rubbed off on you. You weren't sure.

Nica was particularly invested in showing you the way he could tie cherry stems with his tongue, but instead of actually paying attention to that act, your eyes kept wandering to his hand that he used to feed himself the cherries and fingers adorned with an abnormally high number of rings. You ended up getting entranced by the joints and contours of his fingers, the small, subtle movement the rings would make whenever he would bend them, and the sole, barren ring finger that had not a single piece of jewelry adorning it.

“Now, now, Robin, are you actually more focused on my hands instead of my tricks?”

Of course, Nica was not going to beat around the bush because you were just so cute and helpless, not even hiding the fact that the moment your eyes wandered to his hands. That almost too innocent, unaware gaze made him feel many things, like wanting to aggressively squish you until you were out of air.

He's not cruel like that, of course, so he settles for grabbing your chin with the hand that you were so eagerly staring at, metal-studded fingers settling on your cheeks and squishing them together, your lips forcefully puckered as he makes you meet his eyes. You make an involuntary sound at the action as he tugs you closer to his own face, an alluring smirk gracing his lips.

Almost forgetting that he asked you a question, you mustered the best of your ability to answer him, but you couldn't think of an excuse because you were still fixated on the way the cold metal touched your skin.

“’M sorry… Your rings kinda distracted me.”

A harmless action, really, but Nica chuckles in amusement at your honesty. Ever the earnest little robin were. He liked it.

So, he'll entertain you.

“Oh? What about my rings? What's so interesting about them?”

As he asked that question, he removes the firmness of the force he used to grab your cheeks as his thumb tantalizingly started to rub on your cheek, deliberately getting close to your lips but pulling back once he was about to touch it. Your poor, poor lips.

Gods above, how were you going to be able to focus with his antics?

Still, you weren't going to fold so easily (even if every fiber of your body wants to, at this point), so you steeled your gaze at him. You could've sworn his own deep blue eyes just glinted.

“You wear a lot of them, on every finger except the actual finger you should be wearing them on.”

Nica leaned back a bit as he rested his chin on the palm of his free hand, and again, your eyes ended up breaking contact with his just to observe the accessories he wore. Why were they so eyecatching?

He hummed in interest.

“So you noticed that. Quite perceptive, Robin.”

Now, you can't tell if he intentionally did that to take as bait or he was actually praising you for noticing, but something inside you is quite annoyed with that tone he used to call you robin.

He then goes wordless as he picked up another stem of cherries and popped it into his mouth using his other hand. The one he was using to keep you captive right now never left your face. And frankly, you could easily push it aside as he didn't put any actual force behind the grip anymore.

Something just kept the both of you glued to your current positions.

“Do you really want to know why? The answer may disappoint you. You might stop making such a cute face.”

Okay, now he's really just messing with you. He might not even give a truthful answer, but a part of you is secretly hoping you would be made privy to that information. You've spent enough time with him to start noticing his little habits. The way his eyes would drift off to a whole other plane at moments of silence, the way his practiced smirk would be replaced with a thin line in a split second once he was caught off guard, the brief moments of vulnerability he would unintentionally show you the more often you stayed by his side amidst his frivolous nature, all of those moments made you believe that you were slowly starting to creep into his closed off heart. Albeit slowly.

Regardless, you think of a response.

Driven by instinct, you reached out to gently take the hand he used to cage your face in and gently clasped it between yours. Treating it like a delicate thing, you trailed your fingers over the rings embracing his skin as your ears picked up the sound of his breath hitching. He didn't expect that kind of reaction.

Entranced, you began to talk.

“It’s probably just conjecture but… with the way you act around others… you're not looking for commitment.”

That much was obvious.

Nica just lets you talk first. You just seemed so enraptured by the sight of his hand and rings, even he found it difficult to break you out of that trance.

“It’s probably a reminder.”

As if bursting you out of that bubble, Nica breaks into a laughing fit, and you blink in confusion like you had just woken from a dream.

“Interessant, Robin. No one's ever told me that before.”

You were quite hopeless, psychoanalyzing him like this. Entertained by your answer, the hand you were holding moves to grab you by the wrist as he then brought his other hand to remove a ring resting on his index finger.

“Wh- Hey!”

The silver material shined faintly in the light of the sun’s rays as he eyed the ring before planting a kiss on it, slipping it into your own ring finger.

“You could have just told me you wanted one of my rings for yourself.”

“I wasn't-”

“Return this ring to me and put it on this lonely little ring finger of mine if you really think I fear commitment like what you're assuming.”

You do not understand what thought is running in that mind of his.

“I could just be not in the mood of wearing one there, but you and your adorable little head might start flapping to a thought I'm completely unaware of too. Feel free to keep this one if you wish, as well. I can always get more.”

With one last enigmatic gaze into your eyes, Nica lets go of you and stands up with his bowl of cherries, continuing to snack on them as he leaves the parlor, and you alone.

“Bis dann, Robin.”

You were left to your own devices, and you looked down at the trembling hand that had its ring finger seized by a foreign object glinting in the light.

As you tried to rationalize the way your heart skipped a beat at the way he challenged you, you gulped as your eyes turned resolute to look at the door where Nica left.

“You'll regret that, Nica Schwartz.”

Nica had left the room with a smile different from his usual one, with none bearing witness to the change.

For all the focusing you gave his hands...

...you failed to notice that it was only his right ring finger that didn't have any rings.

Silly robin.

Brain juice drained, goodbye, I'll proofread this once I'm free lmao

Edit 2 hours later: Bonus ending added bc of my silly ass not paying attention to details enough

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HOLY POTATOES I'M SORRY I TOOK SO LONG-

But here she is, Eilir, and her silly alternate personality, Rilie! I rly like this picrew's diff hairstyles, they rly fit the vibes I was looking to accomplish 🥺🫶 thanks for the tag!!

Tagging anyone who wants to do this, no pressure! Just have fun ueueue

“Of course not—Are you stupid or something?”

Picrew here! I wish the eyes were darker, but it’s really cute and has a ton of options for poses. I’d love to see other people create their OCs as well!

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The Many Sides of Ring Schwartz (Ring x Reader)

Seeing Ring’s face contort in such a way you didn't expect it to, it elicits a reminder.

(I got overwhelmed /pos seeing Ring’s grin like. Me when the twins are twinning. Have a short shot I made without much thought because I still have exams tomorrow LMAO)

Disclaimer: This is just a short oneshot I made for an unreleased character in a span of about an hour. Please don't take the characterization too seriously as this is just for fun. No pronouns mentioned.

Warnings: None

WC: 818

Dividers by: @/saradika-graphics

“Are you alright?”

“…Huh?”

Things happened so fast, you didn't even realize that you found yourself being cradled in the strong arms of your partner. Mind still reeling from getting carried by Ring then gently placed down onto the ground, your eyes meet his as he knelt to your level.

“You're not hurt, are you?”

You looked down at yourself, then checked for any injuries by moving your limbs around. Nothing hurt, thankfully.

You then look at Ring’s expression, seeing the worry wash over his usually stoic face and suppress the urge to pinch it.

“I'm okay, don't worry.”

The moment you said that, relief replaced the worry in him and he nodded, reaching out to give your head a few awkward pats in an attempt to soothe you even if the surroundings haven't even sunk in.

“Good. Next thing is…”

You thought that it was adorable that Ring would be so expressive, it was like he wore his heart on his sleeve no matter how hard he tried to hide it by acting tough. Even as he was labeled as a guard dog, to you, he was like a lost puppy.

But then, you see it.

It was as natural as the subtle movement of his chest as he breathed. The expression that you found so lovable earlier had contorted, and you could've sworn you were looking at his twin as his eyes narrowed. His lips twisted into a smile that looked far too different from what you were used to, yet it felt like it had always been there.

…Perhaps you were just being ignorant of it.

“Stay here. I'll be right back.”

Ring stood up after turning away from you, and you could see the people that tried to hurt you let out terrified noises akin to a rat’s squeaks as they backed away from him. Watching his figure after that particular expression made you feel like he was a whole different person, and it was at this time that you remembered…

Ring is a part of Vogel.

The sides of himself that he would awkwardly share with you were only reserved for you. The times he would become flustered at your friendly gestures, the curious glint in his eyes as you would introduce new things to him, the little smiles he would have on his face after enjoying the time he spent with you…

…Others outside of his circle would never have that luxury.

For they will only see the cold, cruel way the fangs of a predator will dig into their necks with an unchanging apathy.

Swiftly, Ring took them out before they could even beg for their lives, and you could only remain where he had put you down, heart beating wildly to the sight.

It didn't take long for him to finish his retaliation, but as soon as he could tell that things were finally quiet, Ring turns back to you and returns to your side, kneeling in front of you again and preparing himself to carry you.

“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to show you that sight…”

It took you a second to respond, but you found the voice back in your throat again as the foreboding sense of danger he emitted had dissipated and he was back to being concerned for you.

“…No, it's okay.”

You took at good look at his face, seeing there was a drop of blood that stained it. Taking out a piece of cloth from your pocket, you reach out to wipe it off before putting it back. Ring makes a small, puzzled sound at your gentle gesture.

“What was that for?”

“You had some blood on your cheek.”

It may be messed up, but you felt your own lips turn up to a smile at the sight of his confusion. He also took a second to process what happened before opting to continue lifting you into his arms.

“H-Hey-!”

“…You're weird.”

“What's that supposed to mean?”

Ring doesn't answer, but you can pick up the small huff of amusement that he lets out and you feel your pulse quicken as he begins to walk.

“…Let's get you checked in case.”

“Ugh, I told you, I'm fine…”

“In case.”

You petulantly scoff at him as you crossed your arms, but you can never deny the sense of warmth you felt bloom in your chest with the careful way he treated you.

Ring had many sides to himself, and you can't help but find them all endearing and attractive. From the fangs he bares at others to the shy, almost lost eyes he would exclusively show you. Oh, and probably his twin and leader as well.

My writing is rusty asf so please forgive me I really just had to make this,, but I love Vogel sm I'll probably make brainrot of Nica and Darius next!!!

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people died /pos

it's me i'm people

the way i ran to make this (splitting myself in half so i can have both rings-)

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Hehe, I don't, I just like to mess with you! C'mere.

*Reaches on my tiptoes to wipe your face* (I am unfortunately a humble flat 5'0")

It's been a while since I played around because the last time I did it, Mr. Darius punished me :T

To make up for it, I can cook you anything you want!

Hello Mr. Nica, I have a gift for you!

Close your eyes!

*Sprays you in the face with this* :3c

(Sorry I missed antagonizing the vogel boys already)

One spray and this drama queen is wheezing and coughing - kind of like the time someone shoved jellybeans in his mouth, minus the gross taste of the cursed candies.

Scheiße, 𝙄 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙖… He's rubbing his temples and trying to calm the irritation in his throat, still coughing.

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C-Can you just gimme a quick slap or something- I feel faint-

M-Mr. Ring...? Is everything... alright?

(I'M STILL REELING OVER THIS AAAA)

"Hm?" He blinks, a bit bewildered before seeing the picture and realization clicks and he nods.

He turns to you, his face mirroring that of the image, "Of course. Are...you alright?"

(I AM LOSING MY DAMN MINNNND!!!!)

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Genie & Princess

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!! W-WAIT AM I TALKING TO THE WRONG TWIN?!

S-Somehow I'm not surprised still but-!

I'm fine! No, I'm not fine! No- I mean- *punches the wall with my head* I need to wake up- I'm probably dreaming-

M-Mr. Ring...? Is everything... alright?

(I'M STILL REELING OVER THIS AAAA)

"Hm?" He blinks, a bit bewildered before seeing the picture and realization clicks and he nods.

He turns to you, his face mirroring that of the image, "Of course. Are...you alright?"

(I AM LOSING MY DAMN MINNNND!!!!)

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THEIR EXPRESSIONS R SO HAUEBWJFBJWJDJSJDJS I HAD TO UPDATE

Vogel Standard 5★ Card Illustration Preview

Vogel’s standard 5★ cards as well as their standard avatar items, coin gacha items, and bond stories will be added into the game on the 15th of August 2024.

Check out the beautiful illustrations by Natsume Lemon-sensei!

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*Gets poked!* :T

If you call me trying to make him change his mind over potatoes mischievous, then I guess so.

Hehehe, you sure have some rabid fans! Luckily for you, I have some fries and a bunch of other snacks with me right now! I have enough for everyone if you also wanna share with Mr. Ring (yes, Mr. Darius too, but I'm not risking another punishment 😒)! Just tell me what you want and I'll bring it to you 😊

*Stareeeeee* 👁️👁️

*Pokes your cheek*

𝘼𝙝! He gasps, a bit startled by the little prod.

𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙣? He leans in, brows furrowed. Cheek prodding isn’t his most favorite given the history he’s had with it thus far.

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silly funny mannnn

redrew it from this arlecchino emote and it's not as well produced as my other emotes for discord buttttt i felt very self indulgent today so

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*stares off into the distance* what do i do first,, post oc lore?? write???

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guys please do not ignore the content warnings for Elbies route.

I know a lot of people ignored Alfons for the starter event because “it’s probably not that bad” and were then surprised.

I’m ngl those warnings cybird gave his route are very tame, elbies route is heavy, and it’s still one of the routes I have to take a deep breath before certain chapters because I just want to wrap him up and protect him.

I’ll put some extra cw under the cut for those who just want to be careful

Sexual assault (of suitor), sexual assault of a child, sexual trafficking of a child

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Shrugs. Mr. Darius punished me for my prank, now I'm bored.

Would you like more fries, Mr. Nika? Or something I can cook for you? You look kinda wary when I poked your cheek. Did someone bite you there or something?

*Stareeeeee* 👁️👁️

*Pokes your cheek*

𝘼𝙝! He gasps, a bit startled by the little prod.

𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙣? He leans in, brows furrowed. Cheek prodding isn’t his most favorite given the history he’s had with it thus far.

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Mama Vic has them all checked before leaving 🥺🫶

LITTLE ELBIE GIVING HIS PARENTS A KISSY GOODBYE IS SO CUTE UEUEUE

Elbert Route mild spoilers (Ch. 2)

Mama Vic and Papa Will ready to send their baby Elbie off to shopping school 🥺 so precious

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(Is getting war flashbacks) Uu... Yes, sir...

Wait, you're not going to make me do anything else? I, uh- I actually haven't tried putting together milk puzzles before so... 🥹 Please don't make fun of me too much...

No- you know what, Mr. Darius, never mind what I said. I'll just have to try harder next time to get you to try my fries! Mr. Nica and Mr. Ring liked it so I'll still make them >:3

Pst, Mr. Ring. Don't tell Mr. Darius because he might hunt me down, but I'm the one who made that container of french fries, hehe. I really meant to have him eat it but it looks like my little prank failed, oopsie- I'm glad you enjoyed them, though! 🫶 I could always make more, I have some more right here for you and Mr. Nica as well!

Mr. Darius can have some too, if he wants 🤭

His eyebrows raise slightly as he blinks, "A...prank? I see." He nods and murmurs, "Dari does hate potatoes..."

"I will ask Nica if he would like some. I doubt Dari will acknowledge them, however." He adds with a mutter, "even if they are delicious."

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@asknikaschwarz tagging you in case you want to interact! No pressure!💙