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twisted-wonderland-but-gayer · 10 months

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Hello there. I've seen your blog for a while but I'm finally requesting. What about a male yuu who has the personality of someone who looked into the eyes of God and fist fought him? A yuu who will kick someone's ass for breathing the same air as him. Azul and Leona don't stand a chance.

Fighty yuu to Idia and Malleus- Oh dear. Oh dear, gorgeous

Fighty yuu to everyone else- You fuckin donkey. *beats them with a chair*

Fighty Yuu

Oh yeah I also made Yuu stupid strong for the memes. I did the first 3 dorms cause I ran outta ideas. He him pronouns used

Ever since you first arrived at NRC, you have given zero fucks. After all, having constant visions about coming to NRC combined with the fact that you were woken up in a mysterious world after being kidnapped had already got you on edge. What really set you off, however, was the fact that nearly everyone around you was an asshole.

No seriously, you can't even have a good relationship with someone at this school without people thinking you're weird. On top of that, there's one dorm dedicated to being "alpha males". It doesn't help that everyone's mentality here is kill or be killed and the strong should rule the weak.

It only makes sense for you to try and blend in, right?

You truly tried to pick your battles sparingly. Truly. After all, fighting everyone would be a waste of time and energy, and yet on the very first day here, you had already gotten into your first big fight.

Forced to go to some dumb cave all because a trio of dumbasses already soured your mood. On top of this, there was now some sort of monster in the mines you were now in that wants to kill you, and unlike those three idiots Deuce, Ace, and Grim, you will have nowhere to go if you get kicked outta NRC.

This is how your main friendship trio soon learned about your fighting skills and knew even better not to mess with you. They even tried joking about it with their other dorm members who just brushed it off as an exaggeration… oh how wrong they were

Heartstabyul

It took everything in you to not jump Riddle the second he started insulting you. He wasn't worth it. Not in the slightest, so when given the opportunity to finally get back at him, who were you not to take it?

"Everyone evacuate the dorm right now!" Trey yelled out, guiding dorm members out of the front with Crowley as everyone ran from cover. "What's happening?!" Grim shrieks as Riddle's visible veins start to become black, a shadowy figure looming behind him as he changes shape.

"Overblot! It's an overblot!" Cater yelps, pulling Ace and Deuce by their sleeves to guide them out. "How do we stop it?" Deuce asks as he fights against Cater's tug. "You aren't seriously thinking of fighting it are you?" Crowley practically demands. "No, I'm with Deuce, we have to save him!" Trey pleaded with the Headmage as Ace butted in. "Yeah! I'm not letting him off the hook that easy!" Cater stared at his dorm mates, closing his eyes before sighing loudly. "Oh fine! I'll guess help, cay cay?"

"Wait…" you paused, thinking for a moment. "If we knock him out we can save him," you asked, glancing over at Crowley as the wind swirls and blows harder. "Well yes essentially—" The headmage didn't get to finish his sentence.

"Yuu what the hell are you doing?!" Ace squawks as you immediately charge Riddle. You practically pummel into the dorm leader, making him stumble back before swinging, getting a few quick jabs on him. You didn't even register the insults he spewed at you as he began summoning spell after spell to fire at you, which you dodged by sliding and flipping over.

The group behind you immediately acts as support while trying to get you to calm down. The battle was over quickly, much more quickly if you decided to try Trey's plan. Once the blot left Riddle's body, Trey immediately got to his side to start healing up every single bruise on his body…

"Who has the shitty upbringing now?" "Really Yuu? Right now?" Grim glared at you. "I'm just saying!"

***

Not many dorm members were there to witness your aggression, everyone sort of just thought of it as a joke. You're magicless, right? There's no way you did that much! Yet little did they know you were just getting started.

The Unbirthday Party afterward was a pretty good success, and you did apologize to Riddle for going a little overboard. (The group with you now knows to never cross you) and was an overall pleasant experience… up until someone invites you to play croquet against them…

There were many casualties that day.

Savannaclaw

"Sorry, you can't play with us Yuu, you don't have magic shishishishi!" Ruggie cackled as you sat down on the bench. "Beat their asses for me you four" You nodded your head over at Ace, Deuce, Grim, and Jack who were now fighting for your honor, investigation be damned.

Watching the boys was depressing. The four were completely uncoordinated. Running into each other and fumbling the disk. Idiots. It was their own faults they were so competitive. Through all the running and the spells, you overheard some snide remarks from the other team. Them insulting you is disrespectful. Them dissing your boys is a violation.

Ruggie flicks the disk over to Leona, who is poised ready to catch it. Merely inches away from his casting range, you snag the disk. Almost amused, Leona smirks. "You realize you're only allowed to use magic to make the disk float, Scavenger." The smugness in his voice was beyond irritating.

To prove a point, you slammed the disk through the air, sending the disk flying across the field and into the scoring ground, creating a small crater. "I don't need magic." You sneer at the lion whose eyes were wide before he narrowed them. "Come on guys, we're wasting our time."

Walking off with your squad, you don't miss how all the all Savanaclaw students you played against, especially Ruggie, gawk as you guide your homies off. The whole way, Jack asking how the hell you did that.

"Oh hes just like that Jack, shoulda seen what he did to Riddle!" Grim beams as Jack makes a mental note not to cross you.

****

The overblot incident with Leona was solved within minutes. Leona got got.

Octavinelle

You would think that Floyd, who is surrounded by two of the most informed people on campus, would know not to mess with Yuu. Chances are, however, that even if he did know, he would have actively sought Yuu out to mess with him anyways.

Floyd smirked down at your usual trio. "Crabby… Mackerel… and Baby Seal, ehe..!" The eel chuckles, satisfied with the name he has created for your group. "And then you…" Floyd turns to you, standing there with your cafeteria tray. The eel interrupted you before you were even able to sit down.

You keep your blank and tired expression as the eel approaches you in an attempt to intimidate. "You're a weird one, huh, little prefect?" You take a step back from him, trying to create a comfortable distance between the two of you. "Floyd, don't be rude to the Ramshackle Prefect now, that's unprofessional." His brother Jade gives his usual sadistic smirk as he places his hand on his chest politely, standing next to his brother.

"Aww but Jade! I'm just trying to give 'em a name… mmm…" You took another step back. "Hehe, the way your backing up reminds me of a lil shrimp!" Floyd laughs to himself. "I think I'm gonna call you Little Shrimpy hehe!"

"Um… OK... can I go eat now dudes? I have class after this…" A mischievous glint appeared in Floyd's eyes as his grin started to show his sharp rows of teeth. "Aww little Shrimpy is trying to be tough! How cute~"

"Don't call me that." "Oya? What's that?" Jade asked, his eyes narrowing at you as he smirks. "I said stop calling me that." Jade glances over at Floyd who absolutely beams. "Oh yeah, whatcha gonna do about little shrimpy?" You gripped your cafeteria tray tighter.

The twins looked at each other, chuckling, thinking you wouldn't do anything. Floyd leans in, voice dropping lower. "Well?" And like that, you slammed your tray into the side of Floyd's head.

The entire cafeteria turned to watch as you grab onto Floyd's hair and hit his head on the cafeteria tables and dragging him across the whole thing sending food trays flying in the air. The second Floyd got back his bearing he immediately started to kick and swing. You admit he did hit you pretty good a few times.

Your grip on his hair tightened as you continued to swing at him. The people in the cafeteria cheered at the sight, many chanting fight over and over. Every time Jade tried to step in both you and Floyd pushed him away.

It took a good amount of staff and your friends to separate the two of you. Even Azul had to hold back Floyd as he snarled fiercely, thrashing in an attempt to get at you. You ended up pulling out some of his hair as you both were forced away, he nearly lost his entire black locks of hair.

The Octavinelle trio will have to keep your personality in mind when it comes to future negotiations… Azul must make sure that his right-hand men stay by him when it comes to it…

Also congratulations! You unlocked a sparring partner!

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #jade leech x reader #floyd leech x reader #ace trappola x reader #deuce spade x reader #jack howl x reader #grim x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #cater diamond x reader #trey clover x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #wendellicious

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 8 months

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It's rather interesting that each of the Yuus so far in the manga have been foils of sort to the overblotter in question (disciplined vs strict, competitive vs lazy, seemingly okay in body image vs puts up a mask, in order). Makes me excited to see what future Yuus will be like!!

Yes, it seems that the pattern for the manga!Yuu is that each serves as a foil or a “mirror” to the Episode’s respective OB boy. The idea is super interesting, but I hope they go further with it and actually let the Yuus engage with the OB boy of their Episode in a meaningful way. There’s both similarities and key differences between them, and I think that would make for an excellent opportunity for them to learn from each other, but also for Yuu to have a more active role in the OB boy’s steady, gradual change of heart and character. The way things are currently set up, the manga!Yuus don’t seem to have character arcs of their own or develop in any significant way from start to end; they’re just there to be the “good” example of what each OB boy struggles to attain.

For the Episode of Heartslabyul, I think the distinction between Yuuken’s discipline and Riddle’s strictness is an important one to make. At first glance, you might think being “disciplined” and being “strict” are the same thing. They’re actually not! “Disciplined” refers to control and restraint of oneself. That’s what Yuuken is! He is stoic but knows when to step forward and get serious. Meanwhile, Riddle is “strict”—demanding that both he and others obey the rules to a staggeringly stringent degree. Riddle isn’t “disciplined” because he forces his ideals on others and does not control himself when his temper flares. He is serious all the time and unrelenting in his pursuit of upholding the rules. In this way, Yuuken is actually the kind of person Riddle works toward becoming post-OB: someone with good control of his words and actions, while also observing the rules within reasonable wiggle room.

Another thing!! Yuuken’s style of leadership also greatly contrasts with Riddle’s. Throughout the Episode of Heartslabyul, we see that Yuuken is thinking about his kendo team mates, which spurs him to act or to comfort other characters because they remind him of his teammates. This was the case during the scene when Deuce confessed to his past as an ex-delinquent and Yuuken encouraged him in his endeavors to improve—just as he encouraged his kendo kouhai at the start of the manga. In spite of his stoic face, Yuuken is compassionate and considers the people around him. Meanwhile, Riddle rules with an iron fist and it’s always his way or the highway. He never once considers his classmates, their POVs, or their circumstances, always holding up his own interpretation of the rules as absolute and remaining unwilling to compromise.

For Yuuka, I wouldn’t say the contrast between her and Leona is in competitiveness vs being lazy. From what I’ve seen of her, Yuuka isn’t particularly competitive or lazy. She’s usually the one keeping people (mostly Grim) out of competition or squabbles, and she’s not exactly eager to compete (she steps up when people challenge or threaten her). I would hesitate to slot Leona (based on his actions in book 2 alone) as one or the other as well. Like… how is he lazy if he’s putting forth the effort to enact this whole scheme? And how is he competitive if the point of his plan is to get Diasomnia out of the tournament? Wouldn’t it be truly more “competitive” if he wanted to square up against them anyway?

I would say maybe a more apt point of mirrored traits for Yuuka and Leona are in terms of morality—or, I guess, how far they’re willing to stretch the definition of “playing fair”. Leona is the one that plays loosely, willing to resort to dirty tactics and skirting the rules if it means getting what he wants. Yuuka, however, is more morally upright. She’s keeping her friends out of trouble and stepping up to fight Savanaclaw mobs only when they pose a threat to her. In these ways, she “plays by the book”. As a fellow athlete as well, Yuuka would be able to understand Leona in the struggle to perform and to be seen. Not only that, but they share scars. The reasoning for Leona’s is left unexplained, but Yuuka’s is from a sporting injury. They could totally relate not only in their lived experiences, but by their physical markers.

We’ve only just met Yuuta, so I don’t know if we can draw any definitive conclusions as to how he’s a foil to Azul. However, we can deduce some parallels from his one chapter appearance so far. Both Yuuya and Azul come from restaurants that their respective family operates. Furthermore, Yuuta is and Azul was, overweight. For Azul, this became one of the sources of shame for him. His peers underestimated his competence in part due to his size, and this would later lead to Azul changing a lot about himself to appear “stronger” (including a more restrictive diet in order to maintain his new body). This is not true of Yuuta, who still retains his extra weight and happily chows on food. In fact, I don’t believe weight is even brought up by Yuuta at all. He’s content with his life the way it is, much more chill rather than stoic.

I think another HUGE point that helps Yuuta serve as a foil to Azul is their attitudes on gratitude. Yuuta is thankful for such little things like having food—he even gets mad at Grim for not being thankful for it!! This is a departure from Azul, who, despite running what is basically a wish-granting service, is never satisfied with what he already has. He is always concerned with getting “more”, be it money, influence, information, or abilities robbed from other students. The insecurity especially shows in how he desperately tries to protect his valuable golden contracts with a clever ruse. He keeps collecting and collecting, viewing those physical signifiers (the things he collects) as proof of his “success”.

My prediction for book 3 is 🤔 Azul will definitely see bits of his old self in Yuuta. His old self, whom Azul personally deemed as a weak and inferior version of himself, a version which he has a hard time coming to accept. I don’t think Azul would hate Yuuta or something that extreme, but Azul would feel pity for him and think him pathetic. Going hand-in-hand with the events of book 3, I believe Azul will underestimate Yuuta’s capabilities in the same way that Azul’s old bullies underestimated him when he was little. It would be such a cool parallel because, in this way, we’d get the sense that Azul has become no different than his bullies, pushing around the weak and (arguably just as bad) taking advantage of them for his own gain. And it would ultimately be those traits of Yuuta’s that Azul may have deemed weaknesses of his old self that save the day and get Azul to recognize he’s been living in denial this whole time, thus helping him to better appreciate his old self.

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lemonmaid · 1 month

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Imagine being Sukuna's mate before his reign of terror.

Warnings: angst, omegaverse, gender neutral reader, Heian period, this was rushed, kinda child neglect

Imagine being Sukuna's mate during the Heian period.

Meeting him before he was a curse. When he was human, mating with him right before he became a curse and began his regin of terror.

Then it takes two words for Sukuna to leave, (or hence send (Name) far far away in the mountains with only a small staff).

"I'm pregnant".

After that, (Name) was sent away. (Name) thought of it as Sukuna's way to protect them and their child.

But Sukuna saw it as a way to keep a distraction far away from his plans. He couldn't kill his own mate without effecting his own body, after all.

(Name) gave birth to Yuuji, giving the young pup their last name.

(Name) dropped but since they had Yuuji a switch in their brain made them care for the pup but not be there emotionally. But their own scent was very VERY dim, to the point where Yuuji was a pup he would sob for hours on end being understimmulated. (Name) couldn't feel stressed or hopeless, they would just stare at Yuuji until he cried himself to sleep.

(Name) got worst, year by year. (Name) stopped talking when Yuuji turned seven.

It wasn't untill Yuuji got his second gender when he turned 13, (Name) finally had the strength to speak again to him.

"Suk-"

Yuuji's eyes brighten up, rushing to his (mom'/dad's) bedside. Yuuji grasp his (mom's/dad's) hand, "No, (mom/dad) it's me, Yuuji-"

(Name) slowly turned their head towards Yuuji, smiling softy, "Yuu....promise me this".

"Yes (mama/papa)?".

"Never love someone as much as I love your father... mating... is the real-".

(Name) finally dropped on Yuuji's own birthday... the village doctor concluded that they had fell into a comatose state.

Yuuji mourned their (mom/dad) that day. Leaving his childhood home, set out to find someone who could help his parent.

Instead he found resistance fights against his father's rule; where they taught him how to use curse techniques, how to put curse energy into weapons.

"Yuuji, I heard a rumor when I went into town this week".

"Yeah? Rumors are rumors, so what? Toda-".

"If you kill a person's mate while they dropped, it could bring them back".

Yuuji felt something inside him snapped, like all the pieces of a puzzle was complete, the stars aligning. Everything made sense.

"Why do you come here brat?" Sukuna glared at the 15 year old from his throne.

Yuuji bit his lip, staring at the man above him; his father, in front of him.

Sukuna looked unamused, "Well. You've demanded an audience with me, no? You've killed my own curses? What have you come here, boy? "

Yuuji clutched the katana in his hands, 'why I am shaking'

"I'm not going to-"

"(Name)".

Sukuna instinctively flinched before resuming his movements. His mating mark burned with irritation.

"What brings you. Answer before I'll kill you".

Yuuji let out a broken laugh, "After all this time? Are they still your weakness?".

Sukuna dashed towards Yuuji. His eyes glowing red eyes, gripping the boy by the throat and pinning him to the wall. "Speak boy!".

Yuuji winced, "I made a promise to them".

Sukuna glared at Yuuji, squeezing his neck tighter.

"I promise (mama/papa) that I'll fucking kill you".

#sukuna x reader #mom reader #dad reader #alpha Sukuna #omega reader #itadori yuuji #son yuuji itadori #heian era sukuna #jjk x reader #jjk omegaverse

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shytastemakerthing · 5 months

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helloou if possible i would like to request headcanons for vil schoenheit with a mc fem who has a hard time pronouncing his last name "schonheit", she hid this at first until she decided it was better to ask his for help on how to pronounce it even though it embarrasses her~ (based on In real events, this anon still has a hard time pronouncing that German last name ;u;) thank yuu <33

Heyo! Thank you for your request! I also still have a rather difficult time trying to pronounce Vil's last name even after hearing it so many times!

Tw: None

Prompt: Fem!reader who has a hard time trying to say Vil's last name

A/N: Requests are open!!

You are not the first person who has a hard time trying to pronounce Vil's last name and you certainly won't be the last.... he's used to it, to be honest.

No matter how many times you tried to practice his name, it just didn't sound right. It didn't sound like the right pronunciation, it didn't sound like others who knew how to say his name.

You practiced in the shower, in the mirror, when you were doing schoolwork, any available time that you had, you were practicing on how to say this man's name!

The only thing you have yet to do is ask him directly!

But that is the one thing you are trying to avoid for as long as possible. If other people are able to say his name so can you......

.........No you can't.

All the hours you spent practicing, the absolute butchering of his name despite said hours of practicing, nothing felt worse than finally confronting Vil during a conjoined moment where the both of you had time to yourselves.

And when you finally asked?

He had his own question, why wait this long before coming to him? Because let's face it, he already knew you had a hard time trying to say his last name, and he knew that you had been practicing trying to get it right.

He won't say how he knows (Rook) but he is glad that you finally came to him.

By the time you leave Pomefiore, you will know how to say his name to perfection, anything less would not reflect kindly upon him in teaching you his own name.

There had been so much that you had been through since arriving at NRC, but none of that amounted to the sheer dread and disdain that you felt as you managed to finally make it through the mirror that would lead you to Pomefiore.

You had spent hours.... weeks, even practicing over and over and over again, but no matter the effort, no matter how hard you tried, you could never get his damn name right.

By sheer luck, Vil had a moment to himself, a small window of free time and a small window of opportunity for you to finally ask him the one thing you were trying to avoid, and he seemed quick to notice your presence within his dorm, he always had. He would never outright admit it but he kept a closer eye on you than many others. After all, dating someone like him, he wanted to make sure that you were alright at all times. He could handle the comments that would come his way, and he would do what he could to shield them from you.

A smile was on that perfect face of his, allowing you into his room before his attention was to you.

"Now, what have I told you about the frowning? You're going to give yourself early wrinkles." Those soft hands of his gently tapped under your chin, in hopes of lifting said frown, oh, but it wouldn't budge, not with what you were about to ask him.

"Vil, I need to ask you something." It was more of a demand that left your mouth, and the slight curves of a smile came to his own.

Oh......

OH......

"About how to pronounce my last name? Before you ask, it was quite simple. Whenever you would go to call me Housewarden, you would pause when it came to my last name, among..... other sources. You are not the first person to not know how and you certainly won't be the last. Now, take a seat. By the time you leave, you are going to be able to say the Shoenheit name better than anyone else."

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst #twst imagines #disney twisted wonderland #twst vil #vil schoenheit #vil x fem!reader #vil schoenheit x fem!reader #vil schoenheit x reader #shy answers #shy writes

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yuri-is-online · 9 months

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Huullooo! Congrats on 300 followersss! I saw the event and uhm wanted to send a requestt! Can i request jamil (if its oki) with the promt of them seeing their partner wearing another person's jacket? Thank yewwww✨✨

5. Jealousy pt.1- seeing their partner wearing someone else's jacket

You can absolutely ask for that! Thank you very much for your request dear, I hope you like this <3

notes: they/them pronouns used for Yuu, mild Azul slander. You can check out the rest of the requests here.

Jamil would never, out loud, admit to be grateful for Kalim's so called friendship, but he had to admit, all that talk about wanting to respect his boundaries was more than smoke and mirrors. That was increasingly apparent the longer he dated you, Kalim never really want out of his way to do much more than invite you over to their dormitory.

"Well it's your relationship!" Kalim said, surprisingly serious. "You're both my friends! If you want to tell me stuff you will, it's up to you guys. Yuu's eyes always get really sparkly when they talk about yo-"

Embarrassment curls around him as he forces away the memory. So maybe Kalim was a bit more involved with you than Jamil would like, the point still stands.

So then why can't that other guy take notes?

"Ok so before you freak out," it is entirely too late for that prefect, you are speaking to him while sitting in a hospital wing bed with a very familiar looking grey trench coat around your shoulders. "Grim-"

"I understand." He doesn't, he just wants to get you out of here as soon as possible. Something you seem to agree on with how little you protest him tossing that offensive coat off of you and how readily you lean into his shoulder.

"Jamil! Fancy seeing you here." Azul stands triumphant in the hospital wing's door. He turns suspiciously serious when looking at you, Jamil knows intellectually he is just concerned but the inner demon is still seething. "I am glad you got here so quickly, when I saw my dearest classmate's partner injured, I knew I had to intervene." Jamil folds Azul's coat neatly, scooping you up into his arms bridal style and slowly, purposefully walks out the hospital wing pausing to make very purposeful eye contact with Azul as he hands off the cursed object.

"Demand collateral for this and I will kill you."

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #jamil viper x reader #300 followers celebration #sorry i didn't give him much of a break here did i lol

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pinkie-pop · 8 months

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"We've Seen The Devil—He Was Hiding In The Mirror."

Part I Part II Part III Part IV

Featuring: Gender-Neutral Reader, Twisted Wonderland Various x Reader, Self-Aware AU, Yandere TWST

Synopsis: A final oath is made, a covenant of your own. Oh, how you wish you could take it all back.

Word count: 4k

Includes: Agoraphobia, anxiety, PTSD, panic attacks, death (mention), description of injury, suicide (mention),

"You are no savior—nor purpose nor God. You are damnation—a phony and fraud.

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You do not quite know why you took their hand. Perhaps it was because you felt some semblance of compassion towards the one who was first. Perhaps it was because you were afraid of what they might do, should you refuse them. Or maybe it was nothing more than a reaction—they reached out their hand, and you took it. Automatically. Unthinkingly.

You do not quite know why you took their hand. Though, logically, you know you shouldn't have. Humans are anything but logical, however—you've served as the unfortunate witness enough times to know it well. So really, it is not surprising that you took their hand, only unfortunate.

And that unfortunate decision has turned into something you cannot escape. You cannot very well take back your promise. The second your hand made contact with theirs, the Wraith dispersed around you. And porcelain turned to flesh. Yuu became real. Flesh and blood from metal and wires, from pottery and glue. Whatever they may be made of, it was solid. Solid enough to stand before you, crushing your lungs with their iron grip.

You suppose you may as well try to use it to your advantage. You reason that it is good to have someone on your side, and that it is better to have a crazy person with you than no one at all. You don't mean to diminish Grim's efforts—it is thanks to him that you are still breathing, after all—but his presence does not exactly instill confidence. At the very least, Yuu is big enough to serve as a meat shield. A rather macabre thought, for sure—but one may reason that you can be forgiven for it, considering all that has happened thus far.

You flinch as omething pokes your eye, effectively dragging you out of your thoughts. You attempt to retract your face from the protruding object, but a familiar hand on your chin tightens its grip to keep you still.

"If you keep squirming you're going to ruin it," Yuu says, dabbing your face with a cloth to redo the eyeliner you had unintentionally smudged. They work in silence for a few more minutes as you try to stay still. "All done. Take a look." You take a hesitant peek at the reflection in the mirror Yuu held up. It was them who had talked you into letting them apply makeup to your face. Originally, you were only going to make use of the concealer to hide what lay under your eyes, but Yuu insisted on a full look. You agreed under the condition that they kept it to the minimum, which, looking at you now, was a promise they seemed to uphold.

"You look ravishing. What do you think?"

"I think it's quite the fortunate coincidence that your skin is the same shade as mine." They smile at that. Their smile is as mysterious as ever, you’ve grown used to it now, though. Though, you have noticed a hint of ever-present jubilance in them after taking their hand. Julbilance which has not so much as wavered despite the days that have passed.

"Is everything else ready?" Yuu nods.

"Are ya' sure ya' wanna do this?" Grim's voice is laced with concern as he looks over the two of you. You hesitate.

"It's something I have to do," you say, your voice holding firm despite the anxiety crawling underneath. "Let's not waste any more time. The bell will be ringing soon." It felt like an eternity ago, but you still remember the bells. Do you fear them for what they prelude? Or are you grateful for their warning?

It is of no consequence. They ring all the same.

Today, you will be among the students who clamor and fill the hallways at the bell’s demand. The mere thought has you turning pale, but you pay yourself little mind. This is something that you must do.

Something squeezes your hand. It’s Yuu. Their touch is cold and uncomforting. Even so, you squeeze back. Yuu, you’ve realized, is quite touchy. They don’t respond well to rejection, either.

“We won’t stay for the whole day,” they reassure you. You nod. Right. You won’t stay for the whole day. You will show your face and then leave.

After taking a deep breath, you slowly put one foot in front of the other and step forward, then again, and again. You walk carefully, imagining the path in front of you to be a field of landminds, with a shoddy metal detector as your only salvation.

One step, clear.

Two steps, clear.

No landmines yet. You are safe.

Three steps, clear.

You are gaining confidence.

Four steps, clear.

You pick up speed.

Five steps, fail.

Your whole body is weightless as you fall. It feels as if you are an astronaut hurtling through space. Your knees collapse under you, but you do not hit the ground. It would seem your metal detector has grown limbs and saved you. You stare up at Yuu, body lying limp in their arms. If they have trouble supporting your weight, it does not show. Your legs feel like jelly, but you stand on them anyway. Each step is more difficult than the last, and you fall again at step eleven.

Another day is crossed off of your calendar. This was your fourth attempt. You made it to step forty-threethe first day. The day after, you made it to step twenty-two, then succeeded for twelve steps, today, you only got to five. Each day, you wake up, apply makeup as if it is warpaint, and set out to brave the trenches. Each day, you step on a landmine and watch helplessly as your limbs fly off your body, and each night, you watch as they grow back, each wound in agonizing pain as the tendons realign themselves and the veins weave together. Every morning, you do it again.

Tomorrow will be no different.

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“You’re moving again,” Yuu sighs in mock exasperation, your eyelids are closed, but you can hear the playful smile in their voice. This smile, at least, you understood, even if you did not quite like it. “Alright, I’m all done.”

“You’re very good at this.”

Yuu grimaces. “I learned it from Vil—he was always nagging me about skincare. I got a pimple once, and he nearly chopped my head off.”

“I see…”

“So listen, I had an idea earlier. How about instead of going to them, they come to us?” You mull over the idea in your head. It’s true that you have… difficulty leaving Ramshackle, but the idea of having them invade the only place you feel safe in is…uncomfortable.

“I don’t want to invite them here.” You settle on.

“How about meeting them in the Wraith, then?” It’s not a bad idea. The Wraith is familiar enough to not immediately panic you but alien enough to not ruin your only haven. Even so, you’re hesitant to actually go there again. Its unfamiliarity, though bearable, makes it uncomfortable. You do not understand how it works. You were not even sure that it really existed.

“Can you…tell me about the Wraith? How does it work? I know you were lying earlier.” Yuu smiles and kisses your cheek, you try not to grimace.

“You don’t need to know.”

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Today, you are doing your own makeup. You have kicked Yuu out after you caught them leering over you while you slept. They would be back, of course, but at least they are playing along with your wish for privacy.

For now, at least.

Your makeup skills are far more shoddy than Yuu’s, hence why you are sticking to covering the bags under your eyes and making them look more presentable. You do not bother with liner, but you add a touch of mascara, even if only to wipe away the concealer that covers your lashes. The end result is acceptable, you suppose. The makeup hardly makes a difference in your appearance, but at the very least, you do not look quite so unrested.

That is good enough.

Your minimalist routine has given you enough time to enact the second phase of your plan. A persona. Obviously, you cannot just waltz around campus as you are—no, that would be ridiculous. You remember what happened last time, after all. This is why you must create a new you, one that is better. One that will not get you killed or beaten, nor stalked or harassed.

You will become the ideal version of yourself.

You have thought it over plenty these past few days and arrived at the perfect character to suit your needs. It is hard to manufacture a convincing smile, especially when you feel more like crying, but faking neutrality is just as difficult. With a smile, you must constantly be monitoring it, but with a neutral expression, you are far more likely to slip up, to forget that you are playing a role. Hence, you will be a smiler. Your smile will be cheerful but mysterious. Cunning yet serene. It will be the kind of smile that betrays nothing of the smiler’s intentions. You will not just be beautiful—you will be beauty itself.

You gaze into the mirror, donning your smile as if it is a shield and your makeup as if it is amor. You hardly recognize yourself. You don’t look like you.

You look like them.

Instantly, you tear your face away from the mirror and viciously begin wiping away at your makeup. It comes off with some difficulty, and tentatively, you peer up at the mirror—your eyes are red from irritation, and mascara runs down your cheeks like waterfall. Your eyebags are on full display. You look horrible, and so very human.

You smile. It is a small, crooked smile of relief. Finally, you look like yourself again. You breathe out a sigh and lower yourself to the floor. You are not quite sure what came over you—but the incident has left you shaking. You cross out another day of the calendar.

You will try again tomorrow.

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The pen drops to the floor with a loud thud as it rolls into a pile of its kind. You stare at it for a while, then back at the piece of parchment on the desk. You have not even written a single sentence. Every time you try, your hands become clammy, shakey, and sweaty. You can only manage to cobble together a few letters before the pen falls from your hand and drops to the floor.

You are on your fourteenth pen. You cannot bring yourself to pick them back up, so you grab a new one each time, and now you have finally run out. Sighing, you decide to put the letter-making to rest. You cannot possibly expect to write a reply in such a condition. In fact, you cannot bring yourself to do much of anything at all.

Yuu steps in, casually asking how your attempts are going—all while ignoring the obvious pile of pens and discarded paper. You think they simply like hearing the sound of your voice.

You grumble out a response, and even though your words are more gibberish than anything resembling human language, Yuu nods along as if they understand and even begins to offer their advice. You tune them out, for you are far too drained to listen.

You cut them off, suddenly struck with an idea.

“Actually, I have a favor to ask of you…” Yuu nods along vigorously, seemingly forgetting what they had been saying earlier. Or perhaps they have merely deemed it less important. It is, after all, a request from you. “I want you to go to school tomorrow the same way you usually would.” Yuu stills, and for a moment, they frown.

“Go to school…? Without you?” They look so dejected that you almost consider apologizing or laughing it away as if it were some kind of ill-thought jest. But no. You can’t. You must press on.

“I think that would be best, yes,” you say, trying to avoid their eyes. “It’s just…you’ve seen how things have been going. I’m not ready yet. I can’t face them, but I know I have to.” Briefly, you recall the nightmares you have been having as of late. They are horrible things, these nightmares. They wake you from your slumber and douse you in sweat. In your nightmares, you see the students. They say nothing but ever so slowly walk towards you. They get closer each night. You cannot let them go any further. “That’s why I want you to go for me. Buy me some time, relay a message, just something. Anything.”

“What would you like me to say?”

“That’s…” Oh, dear, you hadn’t thought of that yet. “Just…just say whatever you think is best.” Truthfully, you’d rather not have someone else put words into your mouth and assign them meaning (You do, of course, remember how well that went last time), but there is no other choice. You have nothing to say. And besides, the message is not the important part.

What’s important is Yuu leaving.

Because you will be going to the Wraith.

“As you wish.” Yuu bows their head and leaves the room, something about the way they switched gears leaves you feeling uneasy. The fact that they are behaving as if they are a servant only adds to that unease. Regardless, you cannot ask them about it now, for they have already left—leaving you alone with your thoughts…and a comically large assortment of pens on the floor. You do not bother to pick them up. Lazy as it sounds, you know someone will do it for you later. You would only end up dropping them again, anyway.

You have been doing better on your lonesome. You used to spiral into a panic attack any time you were left by yourself, but now, you find a sort of comfort in it. You believe that this is largely due to Yuu.

They make you feel…uncomfortable. Not unsafe, not like them, but certainly ill at ease. Being away from them is to take a breather, to recoup yourself. In a way, it is similar to how you felt during the hunt. You were not thinking about the danger that could hurt you, you were thinking of the danger that had just passed you by.

In a way, you ought to be grateful. They kept you on your toes. The low-level anxiety they caused was oddly helpful.

It reminds you to never get too comfortable.

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“Alright, we’re off!” Yuu seems to have lost the odd cadence they took on earlier and is now back to their usual cheerful self.

“Have fun,” you say, waving off Yuu and Grim as they exit Ramshackle Dorm. You don’t know why Grim suddenly asked you to go with Yuu, but you had no reason to refuse. The fewer eyes you have on you, the better.

You don’t need Grim’s protection. You cannot rely on him forever.

And so, with confident vigor, you march down the halls, looking for the door that shouldn’t exist. You find it easily, you knew you would, and swing it open. The Wraith is the same as you remember it. Books are stacked high on floor-to-ceiling shelves, organized by date chronologically (Chronologically of what? Are they not just storybooks?). Most of them are blank. You do not understand. Regardless, you do not stop your pursuit. You do not know what you are looking for, only that you must find it—and quickly.

A navy blue cover catches your eye, and you pull it out from its place. “Lonesome Ghosts” reads the title. The words are embroidered with gold thread; there is an illustration of four ghosts, three embroidered in gold, and one washed out and faded. A Mickey Mouse logo sits in the corner. If you recall correctly, there is a story titled Lonesome Ghosts which Ramshackle is based off of. Perhaps you’ll learn something by reading it.

You flip to page one and begin reading.

There is a house on the hill, where time seems to still. It's a house home to four, but one of them is bored.

They are so very lonely, these ghosts, you see. They’d be willing to die just for some company.

They call up a group—of exterminators, to boot! "It will surely be fun just to watch them all run."

But the fourth has another idea, you see. “It’ll be so fun, I guarantee!”

The strangers arrive, expecting a fight. But knowing what’s in store will not stop the gore.

The strangers are dead, they have all met their end.

They are so very lonely, these ghosts, you see. Especially when four turns to three.

The last one is lost for a very long time. They have been kicked, banished for their crime.

They wander the world from place to place, when they find a human with a lovely face.

The human will be theirs, the ghost decides. They steal the face, cut with a knife.

Wearing the skin of the human they killed, the ghost returns to the house on the hill.

You close the book so harshly that dust flies across the room. You pick up another book at random, hoping to rid your mind of the eerie story.

101 Fantastic Phantasms.” You wonder idly if the title is a reference to 101 Dalmations, but upon closer inspection, the book really does seem to be a list of one hundred and one categories of phantoms. You quickly skim through the pages, pausing to read the more interesting ones.

Face-stealer:

The face-stealer is one of the more terrifying additions I have written about in this book. Technically speaking, it is not a unique species of ghost, like the others mentioned throughout these pages, but it is, nonetheless, fascinating enough to warrant its own passage. You could compare it to an archetype, perhaps, but not to a species. This is a digression, however, so we shall move on.

The face-stealer, as the name implies, is a type of ghost that steals faces.‘Faces’ is used a bit broadly here, really, a face-stealer steals much more than just the head of its victim. It will take the victim's entire body, sucking their soul out and replacing it with its own, leaving the original host to wander the underworld, aimlessly and without identity, for the rest of time. Because the face-stealer takes the victim’s body with it, there can be neither burial nor proper funeral unless the face-stealer is caught and expelled from the body. Such instances are rare. With no way for the soul to rest in peace, the victim remains in purgatory, endlessly tormented.

Unfortunately, we do not know the exact reason for why a face-stealer does what it does, as all of our interviewers have only wound up getting their faces stolen by the subjects (Editor’s note: this statement has been falsified for dramatic effect); however, our expert scholars do have their own guesses about this subject, which I will share with you here:

One common belief as to why a face-stealer does what it does is that it simply wishes to experience being alive again. Of course, there is likely much more to it than just this, as our scholars will tell you, and it likely differs from stealer to stealer, but this argument is so commonplace that I would be remiss to not mention it.

Some argue for a more romantic approach to this idea, claiming that face-stealers who fall in love with a human will steal the face of their lover, friend, or even just someone who lives nearby, if only to be closer to the object of its affection.

Others still will present new ideas, such as the one that states face-stealers are those who have committed unforgivable crimes, but try to weasel their way out of punishment by taking on a new identity. This argument is far more sensible than the one mentioned previously, but, similarly to all the others, lacks enough evidence to be anything more than mere speculation, as encounters with these monsters are extraordinarily rare.

The next few pages are filled with old folk tales about the beast, including a transcription of Lonesome Ghosts. You shiver, about to move on, when another section catches your attention.

Wraith:

The Wraith is another interesting legend, one that I’ve actually experienced myself. Traditionally, there are two kinds. The first is simply a ghostly image of someone, showcasing the moments just before their death, it is also the kind that I meant, but I will share that story later. Wraiths are usually nothing more than flickering whisps, making them seem harmless, especially in comparison to some of the other, more malevolent spirits I have listed in this book. Make no mistake, however, for the Wraith, while not deadly in its own right, is almost always an omen of death and misfortune.

The second is far more fascinating. It is a place born from death. Described as a sub-dimension by some, the place can take on any form but is often one that is tied to the person it is born from. If someone were to drown in a lake, for example, the Wraith might take on the form of a lake. The same thing might happen if the person’s favorite spot was a lake, even if they had not died there. The second species of Wraith (and yes, I do say species; it is of my firm belief that these kinds of Wraiths are just as ‘alive’ as the others) is much harder to come across, as you often must know exactly what you’re looking for and where to find it. People who are close to death may wander inside of one, though such instances are somewhat rare.

There have been reports of supernatural fanatics trying to create the second Wraith, either by murder or suicide, but no such attempts have ever borne fruit. As such, I do not recommend attempting to do so yourself. Instead, please satisfy yourself with merely reading about them as I have.

With that out of the way, my dear reader, I’m sure you’re now wondering about my encounter with the first Wraith? Very well, then. It is not the most interesting of stories, but I hope you will listen to it nonetheless.

The night in which I met a Wraith was far from pleasant. I was ten years old and playing out in the woods with my bicycle when I saw it, the spirit was so frightening that I swerved harshly to the right, hurtling me down a steep cliffside. I don’t recall what happened next, but when I came to, my bike was totally wrecked, my legs and arms were full of open-wound fractures, twisting in ways I didn’t know possible. A piece of bone from my ribs punctured a lung, and I had a severe concussion. I wasn’t found until morning.

Somehow, however, I survived to tell the tale. Now, I dedicate this book to you, my dear readers, and hope that by sharing information on these monsters, you will come to familiarize yourself with them, so that you do not make the same mistakes that I did.

You only have enough time to read through one more book, luckily, however, you already know which one to pick. One that will (hopefully) piece all of tese stories together. That might be a bit too convenient though. This isnt’ a storybook, you know?

You find it easily. Yuu’s diary—still addressed to you. Wasting no time, you flip through the pages, only to fnd them all blank.

“Boo.”

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twistedwonderlandsimps · 7 months

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Technomaniac!Yuu

I'm just here to mix-and-match different kinds of Yuus with different kinds of personalities to see what monstrosity I can make. That being said,,, Technomaniac!Yuu brainrot!

So basically this Yuu belongs in the High Fantasy Yuuniverse on the human side and they’re absolutely obsessed with technology and becomes unhinged when creating stuff.

Mayhaps their family ran a robot-related business or a machine-creating business and that’s where their obsession started. Maybe Yuu’s obsession further increased due to the fact that they were a human being in a world full of otherworldly creatures.

In a world of high fantasy, there’s bound to be differing opinions and speciesism can’t be avoided.

Some creatures thought humans were inferior due to their short lifespans. That they were greedy and ignorant. Some humans were even prejudiced to their own kind. Others thought humans in a more positive light, the fact that they were versatile and determined when it comes to things.

So Yuu with no magic and no super powers strived to be the best in the only thing they knew they could fully control and wanted to prove to everyone that humans weren’t inferior, thus beginning their obsession.

This Yuu has this cute little drone hovering over them all the time because I said so. The drone’s very expressive and acts as a kind of assistant for Yuu.

So anyway, the day of the entrance ceremony?

Forget Grim opening the coffin, Yuu just ordered the drone to laser through the lid and then kicked it open.

Seeing this, Grim became startled but then soon after demanded their robe.

“Beep! Threat detected! Determining threat level, please wait… Threat level determined. Warning: Threat level 5, initiating self-defense protocol.” The drone hovering over Yuu’s shoulder turned to an alarming shade of red but before it could do anything, Yuu waved them off gently. “Stand down, A1.”

Yeah, the little drone’s called A1 meaning Assistant 1.

Thankfully, a battle between the force of fire and laser never happened since Yuu saw no reason to wear the ceremonial robe because they felt their clothes were much better and gave it to Grim but only on the condition that Grim become their second assistant.

Grim, too focused on acquiring the robe at all cost, didn’t notice Yuu’s condition.

Anyway, guess what Grim’s nickname is. Yeah, that’s right. It’s A2 for Assistant 2.

Let it be known Technomaniac!Yuu has no penchant for naming. All that’s in their brain is making technological stuff.

I just suddenly thought of Yuu having Doofenshmirtz penchant for naming, just slapping ‘-inator’ at the end of their creation’s names.

Can you imagine an overblot and Yuu just pulls out this strange device and introduces it like:

Yuu: “Behold! Marvel at my ‘Insta-Knockout SlumberBlaster 3000-inator!’ Riddle’s going to definitely go down with this in just one hit!” A1: “With only an approximate 63% chance of dealing concussion! A massive improvement from the previous trials!” Ace: “Excuse me, only 63%? Wait— Previous trials? Yuu, who did you test it on for you to get that statistic? Yuu? Yuu, come back here! Who did you test it on?! Yuu!”

Another overblot scenario would be…

A1: “Beep! Threat detected! Determining threat level, please wait…” Someone: “W… Why do you need to determine his threat level??? He’s literally about to kill us???” Yuu: “No, no, let my child cook.” A1: “Threat level determined. Warning: Threat level 10. Suggesting course of action: Run.” Yuu: “Okay, now we run.”

Let’s not forget holograms!

Imagine Deuce seeing Yuu facing away from him in the distance so he runs over to them and tries to gain their attention. He tries to tap Yuu’s shoulder but their hand just goes over Yuu’s form, leaving a slight glitch-like effect where Deuce’s hand passes through.

Hologram Yuu looks over to Deuce and says:

“Alas, as I am not here, I disappear.”

Then throws out a peace sign before slowly fading away while still maintaining eye contact.

Now that I think about it, on the first day of their janitorial duties, Yuu was able to make a weird-looking cleaning device out of metal scraps and pieces they found in Ramshackle and it somehow worked.

Well, for the most part anyway.

Having no windows technically meant nothing to clean so in a way Yuu was doing their job, yes?

Yeah, Yuu broke a few windows and may have contributed to the chandelier also breaking that day so Deuce ain’t the only one at fault for this.

Speaking of, Ace’s first meeting with Yuu.

When he was introducing the Statues of the Great Seven to Grim and Yuu, Yuu turned to him and asked in the most serious voice possible if Ace wanted the statues to be animated by turning it into animatronics.

Ace barely managed to stop Yuu from dismembering the statues.

Technomaniac Yuu at literally everything they can see: “I can make it better!”

Giving broken things to Technomaniac!Yuu to be fixed is a gamble.

Oh, a toaster? Well, you either get a completely fixed toaster that’s a bit better with warming your bread than before or it turns into a charcoal-maker. There is no inbetween.

Your phone? Oops, might’ve accidentally turned the flashlight function into a flashbang, teehee.

Technomaniac!Yuu is basically the tech support of NRC.\

Or more like tech terror. Tech-rorr, get it? I’m so funny.

Speaking of NRC, Yuu got banned from going to Ignihyde dorm.

That’s because they got too excited seeing all the new devices and technology they haven’t seen before in the dorm and kind of dismantled almost everything to see how it worked.

Ooooo, now that I’m thinking of it, cybernetic body modifications!

Like, what if they got severely injured against one of the overblot boys? Lost a limb or two? Or maybe they already had cybernetic body modifications even before they arrived in Twisted Wonderland.

Imagine them having an arm kinda similar to the robot arm Princess Bubblegum gifted Finn with the various power tools/weapons functions. There’s probably a rocket launcher function around there somewhere.

Rook tries to stalk Technomaniac!Yuu but it always ends up being a hologram. Why do you think Rook calls them Trickster?

Wait, can you imagine the dynamic between Technomaniac!Yuu and Malleus?

One’s so bad at technology while the other’s the complete opposite.

Yuu asks Malleus if he wants his phone to be upgraded and suddenly Malleus’ phone has a built-in taser, ultra hd 4k graphics camera and video resolution, live tamagotchi game synchronization and surveillance, 24/7 AI assistance, unlimited wifi, faster internet speed, ultra deluxe storage expansion, the strongest antivirus known to to mankind, and Malleus still doesn’t know how to use his phone.

Yuu learns Briar Valley has technomancy and they’re immediately putting that place as a vacation spot because hello? Combining magic and technology? Can you imagine all the things they could create with those two forces combined? They’d be unstoppable!

Also, the Magicam Monsters stand no chance against Technomaniac!Yuu.

The moment those suckers break into Ramshackle, Yuu would immediately interfere with their gadgets and kick them out if they’re feeling merciful.

If not, well, say hello to the most vengeful virus they’ve ever met in their lives.

No matter what gadget they change into, the virus will always follow them everywhere in the cyberspace network and break their devices or cause them the most annoying inconveniences.

Slow internet? You betcha! Wifi symbol on but internet not coming through? Why, it happens almost every other day! Apps failing to open at the most crucial time? Lmao, rofl.

Speaking of gadget, Cater probably asks Yuu to upgrade his phone so he can take better selfies.

Thankfully the upgrade was a success and nothing exploded.

Yuu: “Well, here’s your phone, Cater! New and improved with better camera quality, efficiency, and effectiveness! Also, I hope you don’t mind but I also added an app that I occasionally use called Therapy Bot. Free of charge!” Cater: “Thanks, Yuu! Wait—” Yuu, looking around and leaning in to whisper: “Between you and me, I think everyone in this school could really benefit from Therapy Bot.”

Technomaniac!Yuu the most unhinged yet one of the most sane Yuu variants out there.

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twisted-lover-boys · 1 year

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can i request Leona, Jamil and Idia with a male Yuu that in his old world for some reason he ended up becoming a protagonist of Harem and the girls in his Harem never listened to him when he said he liked guys and they didn't give him space and currently he's afraid that if he finds a girl the situation could happen again and that would take him away. from his boyfriend.

With A Boyfriend Who Is Comically Scared of Women

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This is comically funny and I love it—

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Leona is absolutely smitten with his boyfriend. It may look like he doesn’t really care much, an observant person can tell how much he loves you

He loves how you show your affection, how much respect and space you give him when he needs it, and to top it all off, you’re insanely good-looking

He decided to bring you home with him to meet his family and officially bring you into the Kingscholar family. You loved his home kingdom and you seemed to have an amazing time marveling the architect of his home

Eventually, you accidentally ran into a maid in the castle. You turned around, ready to apologize, but when you noticed that the maid was a girl, you practically shot up the silk curtains in the hallway, refusing to come down and doing your best to hide yourself

Leona, at first, was shocked at your sudden change in behavior. You hadn’t acted like this before, so what was different? He sighed before dismissing the maid, who quickly bowed and left. As soon as Leona assured that the maid was gone, you slowly made your way down before requesting to go back to his room

Once you finally arrived, Leona practically demanded to know what had happened and why you seemed so scared of the maid

When you told him why, he couldn’t even imagine what that life was like for you, and your worry about some girl taking you away from him? That would never happen

Although you seemed upset, Leona couldn’t help a small laugh escape his throat. He reassured you that no one would ever be able to take you away from him, and even if they tried, they wouldn’t get far

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Jamil didn’t know what he had done in his life to warrant having such an amazing boyfriend. Some days he could hardly believe it

He loved that you were affectionate and loved helping him relax after doing chores or even helping with said chores, that you respected his opinions and his need for space, and you looked amazing on top of it

He was practically beaming on the inside when you went with him to his homeland along with Kalim, Trey, Cater, and Malleus. You were like a kid in a candy store in his homeland, running left at right, marveling at the various stalls that sold various items that piqued your interest

You were so lost in your interest that you failed to notice you bumped into someone. You turned around, fully ready to apologize until you noticed it was a girl you bumped into. Noticing your sudden clamp, Jamil stepped in. He was thankful that you bumped into Najma, his sister, but you stayed extremely close to him and far away from her

At first, Jamil was a little offended that you were scared of his sister without knowing about her, but you were never like that. He concluded it was probably the nerves of being in a new land and meeting new people so he let it go until you could get some privacy together

Once you did, he asked why you seemed so spooked by his sister when she only bumped into you and greeted you with a smile

He was shocked at your explanation. How and why didn’t really matter to him anymore because you were scared someone was going to come along and take you away from him

Jamil smiled sweetly at you despite your pout and slight tears. He reassured you that no one would take you away from him, that his eyes were only for you. Besides, if someone did try, they wouldn’t get far with Jamil on the case

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Idia has no idea how he ended up with you but he must’ve done something right in his life. He is practically stuck to you…in a good way

First you make him feel all mushy and special, then you respect his time and space he wants for himself, and you’re an absolute hunk! What did he do to deserve you?!

Idia doesn’t often go outside but he was at least content when you went with him to the City of Flowers for the masquerade. He didn’t understand your excitement but he was at least happy you were having fun

You went from store to store, stall to stall, overall just enjoying the city and its festivities. Actually, you were having so much fun that you didn’t notice you ran into someone. He saw you turn around and get ready to apologize to the poor girl you knocked into but then you froze and ran to him. Idia, being the introvert he was, grabbed your hand and ran

You both managed to find a place to rest in the city but you still seemed on high alert, constantly looking out for something or someone and it really started to freak Idia out a bit

Of course, he asked what was wrong. You just went from noisy extrovert to a running introvert in a matter of seconds just because you ran into someone

Honestly, Idia was shocked at your explanation. You loved and cared about him so much that you were worried someone would take you away from him, that you’d never see him again because of your fear

Idia simple held your hand in his, squeezing gently as a sign of reassurance. He wouldn’t want anyone to separate the two of you either and he would do everything in his power to keep you with him

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 3 months

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Hello! Hope you're having a good day/night/afternoon. Also can I request a Mikaela Hyakuya, Ferid Bathory and Yuichiro Hyakuya x nezuko reader, the reader has nezuko's powers and is basically nezuko. And they see their s/o (nezuko reader) fighting someone for the first time and when the reader was fighting with the person she awakes her full form like nezuko did when she was fighting Daki and she is basically destroying the person she is fighting with, how would they reacted? (Btw you can pick who the reader is fighting with)

That is all thank you <3

Nezuko Reader | Yandere Owari No Seraph

Landing in this apocalyptic and futuristic world with your sibling, there's much to learn. Depending on who you both fall into the hands of it’s a different experience. Immediately your difference from those around you is seen and usually greatly admired. Hence their further surprise when you show a side they’d never seen before:

Yuichiro Hyakuya

Saving your sibling on patrol is where they first meet

Of course, the box they carry is a great point of mystery

One that’s revealed when the sun has gone down and they're safely at the base

“Whoa! You carry your family on your back? Like all the time?”

“Yeah! This way I can always protect them.”

“That’s a really great idea! I want to try it sometime.”

He definitely feels close to you and your sibling

Absolutely loving the bond you two have

Adoring your playful but silent nature

So more likely than not you’ll find himself inserting himself into your sibling's time

Not necessarily to offer himself as a brother particularly but as a part of the family

As he plans to be anyway

Fighting alongside your katana-wielding sibling he finds they work pretty well together

But this particular adversary is especially hard to beat, taking advantage of the night the whole team is struggling

At this point, Yuu is debating calling on Asura but is stopped by his amazement

You look different, no longer childish or pocket-sized

Now he believes your sibling’s description of you as a demon

He watches with envy when your brother has to calm you down

He vows that next time he’ll be the first to soothe your soul

“(Y/n) you’re so sweet so kind…I’m happy to make you a part of my family.”

Mikaela Hyakuya

He probably meets your sibling first when he’s called on a mission to investigate an anomaly on their turf

Put off by his….partner’s aggressive tone and command your sibling is adamant about not causing trouble

But his….partner…gross seems to hit a sore spot when they demand they open the box

The sun is setting and your sibling is putting up a fairly good fight

But poor humans..,all it takes is one hit and debilitating crunch and their down

But the moon is high and the box opens to reveal you

A demon that easily bests their calvary and gives his partner a run for his money

It takes his common sense to threaten your sibling’s life before you halt your massacre

Once you're in custody he shows an express interest in your case

Promising to himself and you that he’d protect your sibling

“Your brother…reminds me of someone else I know. Someone I’m looking for.”

He sees himself in you, turned into something against your will and trying to survive in a world that demands you succumb to your horrid instincts

When he makes a break for it he’s taking you both with him

Once he finds his Yuu then you both can go far far away

So that you both can be monsters away from this horrible world

Even if you struggle and swipe at him

He’s going to help you

He’s going to do this

Your agreement isn’t needed

He’s used to dealing with a rowdy troublemaker

This is no obstacle to him

“Calm down. When I’m done you’ll get your sibling back and that’s all that matters right? Then you will listen to me. And only me.”

Ferid Bathory

A part of the welcoming envoy that comes off too aggressively

A different-smelling human with a box on their back of course he’s interested

Even more so when they fight him upon questioning about that box

Only to find he’s completely at a disadvantage with the animalistic rage that you come out with

“Oh my, to think I thought I knew only one vampire with a sibling complex.”

He is intent on taming you constantly trying to force you to drink human blood or better yet eat human

But you won’t cave

But neither will he

With your sibling in custody and you at his disposal

He feels as though no one can stop him

After all, it worked out the first time he broke a family up

He doubts it wouldn’t work now

He just hopes you don’t freak out like you did before

That was scary it slows progress

“When you finally let go and succumb to your hunger I’ll be there.”

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loser-jpg · 2 months

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public outcry has demanded it. MALLEOYUU QUOTES RETURN!!

Leona: What's the best way to appear romantic?

Yuu: Act mysterious.

Leona: Okay

*Later*

Malleus: Where are we going Kingscholar?

Leona: None of your fucking business.

Leona: Yuu is restricted to decaf for the rest of this adventure.

Yuu: Look, this one's shaped like a heart, that's how I feel about you!

Malleus: *Muffled crying*

Yuu: And this one's shaped like Michigan, that's how I feel about you!

Leona: What does that even mean?!

Yuu: Malleus calm down.

Malleus: I asked for two large fries.

Malleus: But all they gave me were hundreds of little ones!

Malleus: It is surprisingly cold outside, shall we hold hands? And stay close?

Yuu: Sure :)

Leona: ...It's fucking summer.

Malleus: I could easily kill you, if I desired.

Yuu: Yeah? So could any other person. So could a dog. So could a very dedicated duck. You aren't special.

Yuu: Hey, are you free?

Leona: No I'm expensive.

#loser speaks #twst #twisted wonderland #malleoyuu #leona kingscholar #twst yuu #malleus x leona x yuu #malleus x yuu #malleus draconia #mallyuu #malleo #leoyuu #malleus x leona #leona x yuu #twst incorrect quotes

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tswhiisftteedr · 4 months

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Hair Prank! ☆ One Shot

☆Dorm Leader!Vil Schoenheit x Choatic!Pomfiore Student!Female!Reader:

After pulling a prank causing Vil’s appearance to change, you try to your best to run away from his now angered self. But isn’t hate and love two side of the same coin, at least passion wise…

Warnings: Making out, Graphic language, suggestive tones but nothing happens. Not proofread.

Note: This is based from this ask, also I’m sorry I didn’t know how to incorporate the clothing style into the fic, maybe I’ll rewrite it. Sorry again, but I hope you still like it! Mentions of Yuu but reader is not them.

| Part 1 | Part 2 |

☆ More under the cut. ☆

It was your daily dance lesson after school with Vil as your instructor. Epel had skipped out on practice, making your strict instructor, even stricter than the usual due to his irritation. But his constant critique of your technique was getting on your nerves.

"You made a mistake again. We'll start from the beginning once more," Vil sighs as he walks over to the speaker. On his phone, he restarts the same song that you've been dancing to in your lessons.

Ever since being assigned to Pomefiore, your life had been but relaxing. Being the only official female student admitted this year, after the school board had decided to transition from an all-boys to a unisex school, you were sure to attract eyes, Vil’s included. In his mind he would’ve brought you by his side to unlock your potential, even if you’d have been assigned to another dorm. But goody him, as the dark mirror had chooses to put you in his care. But to you it was all a waste of time and energy, you already did skincare and took care of yourself, you truly needed him to interject. Well that was your opinion, but it was plain obvious that it wasn’t his.

Even when you had try to coax him into taking Yuu under his wing instead of yourself, bless her heart, he had shot down the idea right in front of her. Saying something along the line that she was too much of a potato to be able to shine the way he was sure he’ll make you do.

"Don’t even think about, don’t you dare try to leaving again," he turns to glare at you. You were so close to the exit... It's like he had eyes behind his head.

“Lisent Vil. hon’, darling.” You say to him with a faux kindness and sympathy “You’re really starting to piss me off.” You continue, but this time, with a tone of voice that actually carried your sentiments.

"Shut it!" Vil's face is full of disgust. He cannot stand how easily you dismiss his words as if they don't carry any weight at all.

"I don't care how hard it is or how much you despise dancing," he continues in a demanding voice, "You WILL become an ideal beauty or else..."

“Or what my ‘Queen’? Gonna make me dance on hot burning coal, maybe carve my face off and place it on Mannequin head so you can play dress up with it, or make me all old and wrinkly with one your potions as a punishment, yeah the third one seems more like your style. You pussy.” You say to him spitefully, following it with a snicker.

His eyes widen with anger as he steps closer to you, invading your personal space. "Do you have any idea what I'm capable of doing to you?"His tone is cold and threatening.

“Oh I don’t know, since you actually never do shit. You just talk and talk, you must really like the sound of your own voice, and not in the regular person type of way, no that’s not it, you like it and yourself in the narcissistic type a way, you probably get off on simply hearing the sound of your own voice or looking at your reflection.” You continue taunting him, with a snicker that is irritating the shit out of him.

Vil's anger boils over as he grabs your arm sharply and pulls you up against his body. "I warn you. Never, EVER insult my ego again. I'm done taking your attitude lightly. The next sentence you utter from your pathetic mouth had better be filled with an apology. Do you understand me, worm?"

As he says that you secretly take out a pouch full of powder out of your many pants pockets. ‘Cargo pants are the best’ you think to yourself. The powder was enchanted, it made the person it lands on, temporarily change hair colour, about 24 hours.

As he finishes, “I’m sorry Vil,” you tell him apologetically. But in the reality of things, gears wear turning in your mind. “I’m really sorry about this!” you shout at him, as you open the pouch and throw the contents of it on Vil. The shock from the situation causes Vil to let you go, and you start booking it, running out of the room as fast as possible. “See ya later handsome!” You say teasingly, knowing he would be displeased with his current appearance.

Vil's eyes widen as his beautiful blonde locks turn a dark shade of purple. His face grows contorted in outrage as he screams, "Get back here!" without thinking of the fact you've probably already left.

Suddenly, his expression turns into one of disbelief and horror. Vil looks at himself in the mirror. His heart skips a beat as he takes in his new look. "... No," he says in a strained voice.

After leaving the dorm through the magic mirror, you head towards the Ramshackle to tell Yuu and Grim about what had transcended, and probably Epel too, that’s were he usually hides to skip out on Vil’s lessons.

Meanwhile, Vil is still looking at himself in the mirror with a shocked expression on his face. After what felt like hours, Vil finally begins to process what just happened. "I can't believe she did this to me."

Vil's mind races as his hands tremble slightly. He clenches his fists in anger as he thinks to himself, "That girl... that ungrateful, selfish little...!"

You were sat on a couch in the Ramshackle, retelling the events to Epel and Grim, Yuu wasn’t there, apparently she was with the Ignihyde dorm leader right now.

“And then he grabbed me, and I was like literally against him, body to body type of shit. He started going on about ‘Never’ insult his ego again and that the next words that came out of my mouth should be ones of apology.” I tell them,

“So he at did you do next??” Epel asks, wondering if this story was headed where he anticipated it to go, after all he was the one who helped you craft the magic powder.

“Well then I secretly pulled out the beautiful, hair color changing magic powder we crafted, I was all like ‘I’m sorry Vil’. After I opened the pouch the powder was in and threw it on him, with a ‘I’m sorry for this!’. The look of horror on his face was priceless.” You tell them with a victorious laugh.

Grim raises an eyebrow as he listens to your retelling of the event and lets out a sarcastic chuckle at your story. "You must've really struck a nerve." He turns to look at Epel and prompts him to respond to the story.

Epel nods eagerly. He looks excited as he waits for you to continue.

“After everything I ran away to come to you guys, but as I was leaving I could his screech in the distance lol”

Grim begins laughing heartily. "I bet you could hear him all the way from here, huh?"

In the distance, you could still hear Vil's shouts of anger. Grim and Epel continue to laugh at your hilarious prank.

But then you all simultaneously realized that it was impossible to hear his voice, since the magic mirror connecting each dorm to campus didn’t project noise for within the dorm. This meaning only one thing, Vil was here on campus and he was headings towards you…

The laughter quickly dies down as the three of you come to terms with the fact that Vil had just followed you here. Grim gets up to brace himself for a confrontation. "Well, it seems our little game has finally caught up to us," he says in a resigned tone.

A little bit earlier,

Vil was standing in front of a mirror, trying his best to hide his new appearance in a hood, in order not to attract too much attention(too bad the angered noise he was making did the opposite affect). He thinks back to the incident, a look of rage and embarrassment on his face. "That girl thinks that she can one-up me, does she?"

His face curls in anger, "She's going to pay for humiliating me!” he shouts to himself. Vil turns away from the mirror and quickly leaves the room to find you. He then heads towards the lounge of the dorm to pass through the mirror chamber and arrives campus, he guessed you probably wouldn’t have stayed on dorm site with the stunt you just pulled.

Now back to the present.

Vil is walking through campus, his mind full of thoughts ranging from fury and rage to confusion and disbelief. As he walks through the crowds, he tries his best to maintain a neutral or at least stern expression in order to not draw attention to himself.

Vil finally reaches the Ramshackle and he takes off his hood, deciding to face you and whoever was in there without hiding himself. Still, he is visibly pissed as he glares at the thought you.

You hear knocking. And you shush your to friends up, you’re now as quite as mouses.

There is a moment of silence as you hear Vil knock again on the door. His voice can be faintly heard, "Open the damn door, girl! I know you're in there!" The knocking then become more aggressive as he continues, "Come out here this instant!"

It felt like he was going to soon break the door down, so while he continue his knocking you sneakily left the ramshackle through a window at the back.

Vil grows even louder upon realizing that you aren't responding to his calls and knocks. He starts banging on the door in a fit of rage. "I know you’re in there! Come on out. Now!"

He decides that he had enough of the wait, and breaks the door down with magic not damage his manicure, he was still an actor and beauty influencer afterall.

But you was obliviously gone by then, Vil steps into the ramshackle, seeing his two classmates sitting before him. His eyes narrow as he searches the room for any signs of you. He looks at Grim and Epel with disdain and contempt in his eyes. "Where is she?" His voice is demanding.

“We don’t know.” They tell him at the same time.

Vil's eyes flicker with annoyance as the two of them blandly lie to him. "She can't have simply vanished off the face of the world." His tone is angry and condescending. He knows what they are doing and he knows that you are nearby, or at least that was what he thought in the moment. He walks right up to the two of them, his presence imposing itself as he gets closer.

But then Vil decided that it was a waste of time to talk to them, they were only going to back you up afterall, probably give him wrong information. So he decides to search around for you instead. As he snoops around, he sees that the back window was open, then he realized how that’s the way you made your escape.

By then you was already far away, in the mirror chamber, making your way to Savanaclaw to hideout.

As Vil paces around the ramshackle to collect his thoughts on where you could’ve gone and what to do now. He over hears Epel and Grim whispering to each other.

“So you think she made it there already?” Epel asks grim, “Yeah she probably at Savanaclaw by now.” Grim answers him.

What had happened was that, when Vil was still knocking you had whispered to them about your plan to go and hideout at the warmed temperature dorm, before you had made your escape.

Vil's eyes narrow as he watches Grim and Epel converse with each other. He has a strong suspicion of what they are talking about based on their demeanor. "She thinks she's funny. And these two idiots are helping her." Vil mumbles to himself.

He walks over to the window once more and looks outside to see if you is anywhere in sight. When he sees the empty space, his rage only grows in intensity. His face contorts into a bitter scowl as he clenchs his hands into fists.

By now you had a pack of candy in hand, trying to bribe Ruggie into letting you stay in his dorm for cover.

Vil walks back over to Grim and Epel after not being able to spot you anywhere.

He glares at both of them while trying his best to restrain his temper. "So, you decided to help her with her little prank? What a surprise you two were so happy to assist an ungrateful little girl in humiliating me."

Vil glares at the two of them one more time as he storms out of the ramshackle.

Meanwhile, you're still bribing Ruggie with candy. "Let me hide in your dorm, and I'll give you this candy." Your words are accompanied by an innocent smile.

By the time he had arrived to Savanaclaw, you were already well hidden in Ruggie’s room, more specifically, under his bed.

Vil searches all over the Savanaclaw dorm building, but he can't find any trace of you. "Where is she hiding? I KNOW she's around here somewhere!" Vil thinks, as his anger grows. He starts pacing back and forth in front of the dorm with gritted teeth.

Vil's eyebrows twitch and his jaw clenchs tightly as he sees Savanaclaw dorm leader, Leona Kingscholar lying down on a nice sofa, without a care in the world. He glares as his eyes narrow. "Have you seen a student named F/n L/n around here by any chance?"

“Why? Did your favourite doll go missing?” The lazy lion teases with his eyes still closed.

Vil rolls his eyes. His patience is worn thin by this point. The mere mention of that stupid nickname makes his blood boil. "This is no game Kingscholar. Have you seen her or not?!"

“Hm? I see, well I can tell you that i saw her talking to Ruggie about staying in his dorm about 15 minutes ago, though I don’t know if he actually accepted or not.” He tells him nonchalantly not wanting the angry dorm leader to pester him even more, rolls around ready to back to his nap.

Vil sighs with frustration. He knows he can't go into Ruggie's room to look without possibly getting into trouble. "Damn it all." Vil thinks. His tone is sarcastic and irritated as he responds. "Oh really? You think he let her in?"

“Don’t know, don’t care, maybe he did, but she had some candy on her person, and that guy sure loves free food.” Leona finishes, before falling back asleep.

‘Of course she would offer him candy. Something she’s not even supposed to have if she was properly following the meal plan I made for her! She really is an absolute menace.’ Vil thinks with a scoff, his tone dripping with cynicism.

Vils asks around for Ruggie’s dorm number as Leona already headed back to sleep before he could ask anymore questions.

As he arrives at the room Vil knocks on the door a bit sharply, making it clear that he is not happy to be outside of Ruggie's dorm in the first place.

It seems he's already lost a ton of patience and is becoming more agitated with each passing moment. His face is twisted into a scowl as he waits for someone to answer.

“Yes?” Ruggie asks as he slightly opens the door.

Vil's eyes narrow even more, it's not a good sign. His tone is tight and impatient as he responds. “I'm looking for someone. They were supposed to be here. Have you seen anyone by the name of f/n l/n?"

“Maybe, what’s in it for me if if tell you?” He says to him with his signature snicker.

Vil scoffs in annoyance, this situation was growing even more aggravating for him. He was used to being in the upper hand, being the one to call the shots. Now he's reduced to begging some low-life delinquent for information about someone that should be under his jurisdiction. Vil is NOT pleased. "Oh come on, will you stop with your nonsense already? This is serious business." He tries to coax him but Ruggie doesn’t budge.

Vil's anger grows stronger but he refrains himself from lashing out. ‘This insolent bastard. As if the information is wordly classified. What a selfish prick.’ Vil thinks. "Fine. What do you want?" His tone is tense, he's gritting his teeth as he asks him.

“Well, you got something tasty for me?” Ruggie inquires, after candy is great and all but it doesn’t have a long lasting effect for soothing hunger. So he would be opposed to selling you out if he got something better than the sweets you gave him, in exchange.

Vil sighs in annoyance. He's not the type to give in to someone else's childish demands. But he must admit that these demands are quite reasonable for someone like Ruggie. ‘Of course he wants sweets.’ Vil thinks. ‘I'll play his stupid game.’ "I suppose I could spare a small piece of candy or two. Would that be enough to get a straight answer from you?" He offers the hyena beastmen.

“One or two pieces? You got to better than that, afterall I got a full bag of them for my silence. Buying me dinner is bare minimum for what you’re asking.” Ruggie shoot down his proposal,

Vil's eyes narrow as he frowns. He can't believe this stupid bastard has the nerve to ask him for this much. But he's running out of options. Reluctantly, he nods his head in defeat. "Dinner. Alright, whatever you want. Just give me an answer already."

“Okay then!” He snickers once more. “You can look around my room for her, if you want, but that’s it.” He tells Vil.

Vil sighs in annoyance. He can't believe he has to stoop this low. He glances at Ruggie with disdain as he responds. "That is absolutely ridiculous, you know that right?"

“I don’t know what your talking about~” The hyena says, then heads out.

Vil's eyes twitch in annoyance as he searches the room for the slightest hint of your presence here. However, the room is in its usual state of messiness, making it impossible for a casual observer to find anything of value. Vil seems more agitated than before as he continues to look for you. He even opens the closet to look for you in there. He was about to head out until you accidentally made a noise.

Vil pauses mid search, hearing the noise he heard. He turns his head in your direction, instantly knowing that the little sound he heard was due to you. He glares at the location from where the sound came from. "I know you're under that bed little girl," he says, his tone sarcastic as he addresses you, his scowl only growing in intensity.

But you decide to play with him more, and stay quiet.

Vil steps forward, getting closer to the bed. He stands up and leans over it, looking under it. The scowl on his face is so intense, his expression is almost terrifying. He spots your body hiding under the bed and glaces down at you. "I know you're in there, so you can come out now. Or do you prefer me making that decision for you?" He asks and his tone is angry and condescending.

But even after being caugh, you don’t say anything or more for about 3 minutes, so Vil drags you out from under the bed by the ankles. An expression of satisfaction covers his face. He was getting tired of this game. Vil's eyes glare at you, his expression a mix of irritation and annoyance. The moment he has you in his grasp is when he finally speaks. "Now listen, I've had enough of this. You're coming with me."

“Whatever, you’re no fun” tell him, still messing with his temper.

"You think this is supposed to be fun? This was never meant to be entertaining. I just want to get the job done." Vil glares at you, his tone becoming even more agitated. "Now stop your pathetic whining and get moving."

As you were heading back to Pomefiore, you had decided to pull another stunt, by ‘pulling’ hood down. His new hair colour in plain view for all students to see. That pissed him off so he drag you to his room to scream your ear off…

Vil was already getting impatient, and your actions only made him even more irritated. The moment he gets you into his dorm, he locks the door behind you and starts glaring at you once again. His tone is stern and cold as he speaks to you. "Just what did you think you were doing? You think you're clever, but you're nothing but a nuisance."

“Chill out, it was just a joke.” You tell him, not taking him seriously at all.

Vil's eyes flicker in a mixture of frustration and rage as you talk back to him. He stares down at you, his eyes narrowing to narrow slits. He can't possibly find any aspect of you or your actions to be amusing at all, instead he feels only a deep loathing and hatred. His tone is harsh as he responds. "Oh you think this is some sort of joke? That you can just get away with messing with me like this"

“Yeah, pretty much.” You say nonchalantly.

Vil's fist tightens as he glares at you, a vein on his forehead is visibly twitching. His eyes are so intense that they seem like they can burn right through you. His tone is filled with cold and hatred, he's getting angrier by the second. His lips curl up in disgust as he responds. "Listen to me. You think you have been annoying enough, but trust me. I can make you suffer worse in a million ways. So I suggest you stop being such an irritating little girl and start behaving properly."

“God, you’re so hot when you’re mad.” You admit out of nowhere, looking up at him with mischief.

Vil stares down at you with sheer disgust and disbelief. He can't believe that you would actually tell him something so ridiculous, let alone at a time like this. His eyes narrow and his jaw tightly clenches. "Are you out of your mind? Just who do you think you're talking to?" his tone is harsh and condescending, his scowl is even more intense now.

“Duh, I’m taking to the hottest and sexiest man in all of Pomefiore.” You keep pushing.

Vil seems stunned by your ridiculous compliment, his eyes flicker with rage once again and he snarls at you. "Do you think you are actually seducing me? There is not a single thing about you that I find attractive or appealing. So if you have nothing of value to say, I suggest you shut your mouth before I shut it for you."

“Please do so, I’d love to how this scenario could escalate into something more spicy~” You tell him.

Vil's eyes narrow as he raises an eyebrow. He can't believe how bold you have become now that you were in his room, behind locked doors. He glares at you in indignation, unable to hide his disdain for your actions. "That's it. I had enough. You want spicy? Than spicy it shall become"

Perhaps it was the want to put you in your place, perhaps it was it was the fact that Vil had been crushing on you for quite a while but didn’t confess because your antics, or perhaps it was just a spurt of the moment type of thing that cause Vil do to do what he did.

In one swift motion, Vil grabs you and pins you against the wall.

“Yeah, I like we’re this is going” You say not letting up the teasing.

Vil stares down at you with a fiery-glow in his eyes. His voice becomes smooth as his tone grows more intimate. One of his hands moves down your body to grab you by the waist, holding you close to him. "You really do know how to push my buttons, you little pest."

“It’s one my best traits”

Vil lets his thoughts go wild and allows himself to surrender to the rush of emotions that are overwhelming him right now. His facial expressions soften as his grip on you becomes a little bit looser, he's more relaxed now. His tone is almost as silky as his skin."Perhaps, that is one of your best traits. Perhaps, you are more than just some troublemaking little thing."

“So are y’a going to kiss me or just stare at my dazzling face.” You say with a wink.

Vil pauses for a moment. His eyes are darkening and his lips curl up in a slight smirk. He leans down until he can feel your breath on his skin. His voice is a husky whisper. "Oh, I'm definitely about to kiss you alright. But not because you requested it, but because I wanted to."

Vil's lips press themselves against yours with a lot of force, almost as if he can't wait to get a taste of you, and of course the emotions of anger you caused the man. His tongue quickly moves into your mouth and his hands wrap themselves around you in tight grips. His body is plastered against you, and every movement he makes is smooth like butter. His kisses are passionate and full of aggression, but somehow still very tender. He moans, his sounds being low and husky.

Vil pulls away, his breathing is heavy and he looks you deep in the eyes. The expression on his face is calm and tranquil now, his lips curling into a light smile."You know, you're not so bad after all. Your ability to get me so riled really is quite fascinating."

“Thanks! So are you still mad me my queen?” You inquire.

Vil laughs softly, his voice is almost a purr. A playful grin forms on his lips as he responds. "Mad? No, I don't think that's correct anymore. Irritated? Yes, very much so. After what you did earlier, it'll take a lot more than this to compensate for that."

“I guess I’ll get punished tomorrow, huh. But it doesn’t seem so bad of a though anymore.” You say to him all sweetly.

Vil smirks, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He's starting to get used to your antics and is starting to respond with sarcasm. “Oh, you bet I'll have lots of fun with you tomorrow. I think I've found the right kind of punishment for you. And I'll make sure that I'm really thorough."

“Oh yes, I wonder what the big bad evil queen will do me as for punishment.” You say semi-seductively, it’s more to mess with him then anything else.

“Well starting with extra dance practice to make up for today sounds like a plan.” He states, shooting down any type of sensuality that might been a couple seconds prior.

“Oh come on!” You complained.

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a-twistedheartslonging · 1 month

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About your non human au

Got a bit of a ramble plus a question but it's a bit long

How open to cuddling are the Nrc folks? Or more like, how willing and upfront/obvious about wanting scritches and pets is everyone in Nonhuman au. I was wondering where on the sliding scale of "unabashedly unashamedly asking for cuddles" vs "i totally do not want cuddles but if you don't give attention to me i will be upset for completely unrelated reasons that have nothing to do with not being petted and cuddled"

(also due to my garbo memory, i can't remember if basically the majority of all of NRC is now nonhuman in this au but i do recall that humans are rare so I'm gonna put in the other NRC folks too in case also cause it's fun)

I feel like the most upfront and unabashed about demanding or asking for scritches would be Lilia of course. Followed by Ace (i feel like he's desperately trying to act smug and jokey about it but he will be genuinely upset if you turn him down or worse get annoyed and actually go to someone else). Deuce i feel like wouldn't necessarily be super upfront (he's uber embarrassed and doesn't know how to go about communicating that) but he will do what he thinks will get what he wants without being too pushy. Lots of Deuce being fairly clingy and lots of casual leaning on reader/yuu but Deuce would get flustered easily i believe and he doesn't have the word weaving skills like Ace to try to bluff his way out. Also Floyd will give Lilia a run for his money with how vocal and willing to go get his damn cuddles. Kalim as well but he's not as likely to gun for Reader/Yuu like Lilia or Floyd. More of an impromptu decision based on encounters.

Cater, Trey, Jack, maybe even Ruggie and Jade are less openly vocal and pushy about their scritches and cuddles. They are more likely to be casual i believe and also try to sneak in their wants. However they probably won't deny nor completely avoid the want for pets or grooming. Rook can technically be placed here too cause i feel like he wants to have attention on him but also he wants his little mischievous chase games in the mix (he's being chased and the reward is pets) but he doesn't want to miss out on that relaxation time just in case the lil human can't keep up. Some good old Rook complexity in there involving wanting to be accepted to be seen and to see beauty but also an odd sense of trepidation and almost shyness, he might even half joke about how you're trying to tame him and that you should be responsible for those you tame

The last group definitely feels like the type to never outright demand or ask for cuddles scritches or pets but they will be soo petty and irritated if they think they're not getting their due attention. Jealous tsunderes to me lol. Leona, Vil, Riddle, Idia and Malleus go in this category but for different reasons. Leona and Vil just have a lot of pride and an image they're trying to uphold. Riddle and Idia are soo touch starved and socially awkward that they both don't know how to go about communicating what they want but also they don't know how to handle it when they're actually interacting. (riddle is so socially awkward but he at least has a plethora of rules to work off of unlike idia). Malleus is awkward and out of his depth so i think he just wouldn't know how to express what he wants but he's very jealous of the others for getting their own cuddles so easily in comparison

Loving the ideas you got!

I do love a good ramble.

Ok, so

“How open to cuddling are the Nrc folks?”

With the guys at that school in general It's sort of a case-by-case type thing and depends on the person in particular. Kind of like how some people are cool with physical affection or hugs but some aren't, and with others, you gotta build up a bond for them to be cool with it. Some of the beasties aren't gonna want some random person touching them, just like a regular person wouldn't be cool with it.

A thing to remember though that changes the circumstance is, that this is a school full of a bunch of hormonal dudes and you happen to be a cute exotic little thing. So some are gonna be cooler with that curious touching just for that…though you should be wary of their intentions.

But that’s just an in general thing for the students, it's gonna be dif with the main guys since they know you and you went through all that stuff with them. You guys are homies.

Looking at what you wrote I say you're pretty spot on with how open those certain main guys would be to it. Adding on to the Lilia bit, not only in his regular form is he perfect for petting but in this au, he has two other forms he can switch into: A big scary sexy bat monster and…adorable little actual bat that you can keep in your pocket. Being in the latter form lets him conserve energy and magic so he likes to chill in it, another benefit is how freaking ADORABLE he is in it, and he uses it to his advantage with no shame.

Pet him, brush him, tell him how cute he is, and kiss his little face. The funest thing to do is feed him little cherry tomatoes and watch him go ham on them. Have you seen those cute vids of fruit bats eating stuff? Well, you should.

Ace and Deuce are clingy little things but in different ways. Deuce wants you to touch him so badly but he’s anxious about making you uncomfortable or you thinking he’s weird. Being a girl would add more to that. Also you call him a good boy while showing him affection he will die. P.S. When he goes home for the break and his mom smells you on him she is going to ask him so many questions and tease him. Please help him.

Ace is…regardless of what creature he is in the au he has asshole cat energy. Like, he's clingy and demands attention at the worst time but when you're in the mood he's like “Meh” but then gets pissy when you go to or smell like someone else. Passive aggressively scents all your stuff.

Floyd and Kalim have no shame in asking. Though with Kalim it's asking and although he’ll get sad when you're busy or not in the mood for it he’ll respect it. Floyd does not. He is like one of those big ass dogs that will straight up lay on you and won't move. Kalim keeps offering to hire you as his personal cuddle giver/groomer and his parents encourage it since having a human serve under you shows status, not that he cares about that.

My god, Cater would use you for so many videos.

So true for the “won't be vocal about it” thing. Cater is gonna “Haha…unless?” about it. Trey, Ruggie, and Jade would definitely manipulate situations so that you WILL pet them. Ruggie is gonna act like he's doing you a favor so you end up cuddling AND feeding him. Jack is still very much a tsundere about it, will probably take a while to get him to let you and he wants to do it in private.

Rook…another with no shame in accepting it. He’s so used to being the one doing the chasing. It's nice having someone so interested in him and giving him praise. He’s still gotta keep some of his mystery so he won't tell you things but he's gonna ask you all kinds of questions and want to take…terns with touching. He’s as interested in your unique body as you are with his. Take that however you want.

Leona will straight up tell Ruggie to go get you and bring you to his room for Touching Time. With certain affection, he doesn't want others to see but with other kinds, he wants to show off. Especially if your mates.

Vil is pretty particular about what he allows you to do and how you touch him. Do not mess up his hair or feathers.

Riddle and Idia. Even if he likes you it will take time for him to be cool it. Both want the affection given to be privet. Riddle actually puts together a Snuggle Scedual and gets pretty pissed if someone or someone interrupts or makes it run late. God forbid it gets canceled. Tbh for both of them it's kind of…cuddle therapy? For Riddle it helps with his anger and feelings of loneliness and the lack of affection he's had to deal with since…well forever.

For Idia…tbh I can't help but picture him as one of those anxiety-riddled dogs that's always shaking. You kind of end up his Emotional Support Human and if he absolutely has to leave his room he's keeping you close and hiding behind you, even if you're smol.

Is Mal awkward? Heck yes, but he is also touch-starved and greedy. You'll be lucky if his dragon instincts don't kick in have him keep you in his nest forever. Once he figures out “Oh…these touches are pretty nice.” He won't be shy about physical affection, even with the others around. Might get territorial and you should prob talk to him about it, so he doesn’t end up…going all dragon about it.

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Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss – Chapter 5 (Part 3)

Following is part 3 of my translation of Chapter 5 of Book 7: The Ruler of the Abyss. This part contains episodes 7-78 to 7-82.

Main storyline spoilers after the cut!!

Episode 7-78

Silver: …Ugh… Where are we?

Yuu: It’s pitch black in here. I can’t see a thing…

Baul: What, have your eyes not adjusted to the darkness yet? At any rate, it seems we got dragged down into the waterways beneath the castle.

Lilia: Damn that woman! Oi, Baul! You take the egg. I’m going back up there! ….Augh!

Baul: General, your wound!

Lilia: Haaah, haaah… Please, just let me go. I need to. Or else my whole life will have been for…!

Baul: Dammit….! …If you go back up there with that kind of wound, the enemy will take you out in one hit. You’d just be a hindrance, like the princess said. And don’t forget, the Draconia family’s royal decrees are absolute for us Guardsmen. She said earlier her lightning would be the enemy’s final judgement, and if you defy her and go back now, it’d be yours, too.

Lilia: Fine! Then I quit the Guard! I’m used to her stupid lightning, I don’t care.

Baul: You need to compose yourself! The future of our nation rests within that egg you’re holding! He’s our king!

Lilia: …!

Baul: We need to protect the heir and deliver him to Black Scale Castle! And we need to have faith in Princess Meleanor - we need to trust she’ll defeat the Knight of Dawn and make it back safely. Her Highness is far stronger than all of us put together. Weren’t you yourself boasting about that earlier, General!? The heir can’t even defend himself right now, let alone walk. And the only person he can depend on right now… is you, General. Only you. …Please, you're just going to have to bear with it!

Lilia: Aaah, fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!

(Lilia slowly breathes in and breathes out, then he puts on his mask)

Lilia: ….Fine, let’s get going then. We have to make sure this egg gets to Black Scale Castle. We need to… We need to carry out Lady Meleanor’s decree.

Everyone: Yes, sir!

Henrik: !! There she is! It’s Meleanor!

Knight of Dawn: …The weather… It’s changing!

Meleanor: My, my…. We have Henrik of the Silver Owls, the Knight of Dawn… And the rabble from the surrounding nations…. What a quaint little gathering.

Henrik: Since you came out here all by yourself… That means you’ve accepted our challenge, I take it? You’ll duel the Knight of Dawn, one-on-one?

Meleanor: A duel? You expect me to duel him? Fu fu fu… Aaah ha ha hah! And why on earth would I follow your ridiculous little rules? You invaded our lands, you’ve been laying waste to our forests and our rivers… And now you’re demanding our castle and the Princess Glow? You best keep your arrogance in check… humans! My lightning shall be your judgement, you avaricious buffoons! I can’t wait to see you all writhing around in pain, wallowing in regret of your defiance!

Henrik: Hmm! And here I was being so kind… She’s really not the cooperative type, huh. …Heh heh heh. Everything’s going exactly as planned. That vile, hotheaded witch let her anger get the best of her and now she went and threw the first punch. Dragon schmagon, she’ll never be able to take on an army this size! And we got the Knight of Dawn with us, too. Now go, Knight of Dawn! Defeat that evil tyrant and bring peace upon these lands!

Knight of Dawn: ….Please, Fairy Guardians… Lend me your strength!

Meleanor: I will annihilate… Each and every one of you fools!

(A battle starts between Meleanor and the Silver Owl, and she ultimately strikes the Knight of Dawn and blasts him away)

Episode 7-79

Sebek: Huh? What was that noise!?

Lilia: Lady Meleanor must be showing off up there. We need to hurry before this place caves in!

(Something crashes to the floor)

Everyone: Uwaaah!?

Silver: Augh…. Yuu, are you okay?

Yuu: Y-Yeah, it just barely missed me…

Grim: What gives? A buncha rocks just came crashin’ down outta nowhere…

Sebek: Ah- Look up there! There’s a massive hole in the ceiling!

Lilia: Shit! Now the waterway’s blocked. We’ll have to go back up to the surface for now… What the-!

(Something crashes to the floor)

Baul: What was that!? Something just came flying in here!

???: Ugh…!

Everyone: !!!!

Silver: White armor and golden hair… It’s…!

Lilia: You’re… The Knight of Dawn!

Baul: Did one of Princess Meleanor’s attacks blast him all the way down here!?

Knight of Dawn: Argh…! …You’re… Wait! …That huge magical stone weapon, that bat mask… Are you Vanrouge!? The Land of Briar’s General of the Right!? And that egg, could it be…!?

Lilia: Kishaaaa!

Baul: Please get behind me, General! I’ll handle him!

(Meleanor roars)

Grim: Yikes! The ground’s shakin’ again!

Sebek: T-The ceiling’s breaking apart!

Lilia: Shit…!!

Baul: The General and the heir are going to get hit!

Silver: Oh, no…. Father! Lord Malleus!

Silver: W-Wait… That auroral light… That’s-!?

Knight of Dawn: Fairy Guardians… Lend me your strength! Haaaaaa!

(The Knight of Dawn cuts through the rubble that was going to land on Lilia)

Lilia: Ack…!

Knight of Dawn: Easy now. Is the egg okay!?

Lilia: The Knight of… Dawn…? But why… Why did you save me?

Knight of Dawn: ……

Baul: Look! The Knight’s helmet is starting to crack…

Everyone: !!!

Episode 7-80

Sebek: H-His face, it’s…!?

Silver: ……..!!

Grim: The heck’s goin’ on!? Silver and the Knight of Dawn look like friggin’ doppelgangers!

(Silver and the Knight’s rings start to resonate)

Yuu: And they both have the same ring!?

Knight of Dawn: This ring was bequeathed to me by my Fairy Guardians when I was a child. It’s supposed to be the only one of its kind in existence. Who in the world are you?

Silver: I’m… I’m…!

(Meleanor roars)

Knight of Dawn: Doesn’t look like we’ll have time to talk. Lord Henrik is after that egg. You need to get out of here before someone finds you! Hurry! Haaaaa!!

(The Knight of Dawn teleports away)

Baul: …Damnit. Why did he help us like that, he’s our enemy… What the hell was he thinking!?

Lilia: …It doesn’t matter, we have to keep moving! We need to get to the forest before they find us!

Sebek: Silver, cease with your dawdling and hurry up! ….Silver?

Silver: His face… That ring…!

Lilia: Long ago, when I found you when you were just a baby, you had that ring tied around your neck.

Lilia: Look at the jewel on this ring, Silver. It looks just like your eyes: aurora-colored, and marred not by a single speck. I’m certain the reason your parents entrusted this ring with you is because they hoped and they prayed that just like how this jewel here shines bright and true, their child’s eyes would never become clouded with sorrow.

Silver: Haaah, haaah….! No… No, it can’t be… My birth family, they’re… The Silver Owl and the Knight of Dawn are my... my…! No, that’s not true… THAT’S NOT TRUUUUE!

(The Darkness appears)

Baul: !? What the hell are these things!?

Grim: What the- I never seen so many of ‘em pop up at once before!

Sebek: Damnit… Is Silver’s emotional state drawing them here? You must stay strong, Silver! SILVEEER!

Lilia: They swallowed up Silver! Seriously, what the hell are these things!?

Sebek: Sir Baul! Sir Lilia! This is our fight! Please, make haste to the forest without us! We’ll regroup with you later, together with Silver!

Baul: But-!

Sebek: We’ll be alright. Hurry!

Lilia: Damnit…!

(Lilia and Baul run ahead)

Grim: This ain’t lookin’ good! The Darkness got us completely surrounded!

Sebek: We must extricate Silver! Yuu, Grim, help me!

Sebek: Damnit. No matter how many times we cut them down, they spring right back up!

Grim: We’re done foooooor!

Yuu: The Darkness is dragging us in!

Episode 7-80

Silver: Father, did you know? Did you know this ring once belonged to the Knight of Dawn... That man is this country’s enemy, he’s father’s enemy… The enemy of Lord Malleus’s parents… And I’m.. I’m their enemy’s…! .… *sobs*

Silver: ……

(A baby cries in the distance)

Silver: …Is someone… crying...? But who …?

Silver: ….Where am I?

Lilia: How long has it been since I was last here…? Three- No, four hundred years? Thanks everyone finally signing those peace accords, we can all visit the Verdant Moors again. …It’s truly been a long time coming. A long, long time.

Silver: That voice… Is it father?

Lilia: The rumors swirling around this place claim you’ll be cursed if you step foot inside Briar Castle… There is just the faintest trace of magic lingering about, the remnants of a spell cast by diurnal fae long ago. Maybe they were trying to ward people away from this land.

Silver: Can father not… see me? Maybe this is… Maybe I’m seeing one of his memories…?

(A baby cries in the distance)

Lilia: That sound… Is there a baby here somewhere? Sounds like it’s coming from the throne room. Guess I’ll go take a look see.

Lilia: A baby? And a human one at that! Why in the world is it here? …! That ring…

Silver: No way… Is that baby… Me…? No, it’s can’t be… the hair color’s completely different from mine. But his… His eyes are… Maybe it really is me…

Lilia: Hair as golden as the sunlight, and that ring… Could it be you’re… you’re the Knight of Dawn’s…? No, that’s impossible. As soon as Henrik overtook the castle, the humans started fighting over who’d get claim of the land and its natural resources. And the Knight of Dawn and his wife Leia didn’t make it through all that chaos… …Little cradle, I’m going to have you show me some of your memories. “Life is but a fleeting day, distance but an illusion.” *Far Cry Cradle.

Silver: That spell… This is father’s unique magic. I think he told me before it lets him view some of the memories imbued in objects…

(*This is what he says out loud. In the text, he says “To that cradle, far, far away”)

Red Fairy: Oh, no. The enemy’s closing in on us. Now that the Knight of Dawn - our esteemed Prince Consort - has passed away, the castle is bound to fall. We very well may be witnessing the final moments of the “Kingdom of Swords”… Queen Leah, please, you must get away from here! Quickly! We’ll protect the prince.

Blue Fairy: Now then, dear prince. You’re going to take a nice little nap for us, okay? Just until all this awful fighting is over.

Green Fairy: You’ll be alright. This ring will strengthen our magic, and until the spell is broken, you’ll remain in that precious little form of yours while you sleep. And you’ll dream only the happiest of dreams. For ten years, a hundred years…

Blue Fairy: That’s right… And once someone who loves you from the very bottom of their heart appears… The spell will be broken, and you will awaken, dear prince.

Red Fairy: You’ll awaken in a peaceful world, one free from warfare and strife…

Lilia: …I see. So your parents and your fairy guardians protected you from all that turmoil. And ever since your people’s nation fell to ruin, you’ve been sitting here all alone in your cradle, waiting for someone who truly loves you. The spell must’ve broken on its own after all this time, I suppose.

(The baby cries)

Lilia: ….You’re the Knight of Dawn’s child… the child of Levan and Meleanor’s enemy… I’ll finally put an end to this… I’ll put an end to this here and now…!

Silver: …………!

Lilia: ……….*sighs* I wouldn’t be able to face Malleus again if I did something like that. If I’m going to keep preaching to him about how he needs to love humans… and how he needs to connect with others, then I’ll have to do the same. Besides… If the Knight of Dawn hadn’t helped us that day, I could’ve lost Malleus. I wonder… Can I really love a human…?

Silver: Please stop it, father. I’m not… I’m not deserving of your love.

(The baby cries)

Silver: STOP IT! STOP CRYING! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO CRY!

Lilia: There, there… You’re okay. For such a little guy, you did a great job dealing with being alone for all these years. Okay, come here…

(Lilia picks up the baby)

Lilia: Kufufu, you’re a little chunker. Ahh, this brings me back to when Malleus hatched. It feels like it was just yesterday. …So fae aren’t the only ones who’d give up their lives for their children. We’re alike with humans in that regard, I suppose. …Child of Dawn, today shall be your new birthday. And as such… I shall give you a blessing… The Night’s Blessing upon Ye.

(The baby’s hair changes color from gold to silver)

Silver: ! …. My hair, it’s…

Lilia: Hm? Your hair changed color… Ah, so maybe the Dawn of Knight really was blessed by Diurnal fae to have hair as golden as sunlight. And with *my blessing, now your hair’s as silver as moonlight. Well, it’s all for the best, really. A golden-haired human would stick out quite a bit in Briar Valley.

(The baby coos)

Lilia: Kufufu. You all tuckered out from crying? Let’s see, your name is… I don’t see it written anywhere on the cradle or the ring. …Hmm… Moonlight…. Silver… Wait, that’s it! Silver! From now on, your name will be Silver. Just as the moon’s light cuts through even the deepest darkness, may her silver radiance always light your way.

Silver: I can’t believe it… So my real parents are… The Knight of Dawn and Queen Leah…? But that’s…. Why…. Why are you showing me all this….

(*out loud he says “my”, in the text he says “a follower of the night’s”)

Silver: Leave me alone! Where are you trying to drag me to now? Please, just leave me alone already…

Silver: …I know this place… I know that house. This is where father and I lived, out in the forest.

Lilia: Now sleep, sleep, my beloved child

I pray you’ll walk towards that light

That light that will guide you in your dreams…

Silver: That song… Father would sing that lullaby to me all the time when I was little…

(Someone knocks at the door)

Malleus: Lilia, I’m coming in.

Silver: !!! Lord Malleus…!?

Malleus: The forest fae have been all a twitter lately. They said you found a human infant somewhere…

Lilia: Shhhhh! I finally got him to sleep. Please, keep your voice down.

Malleus: …What is that? It looks like a hairless simian.

Lilia: He’s the baby in question, and his name is Silver. So, what do you think? Isn’t he just adorable?

Malleus: Adorable? This thing…?

Lilia: You stopped by in the nick of time, I was just about to go do some shopping. Could you look after Silver while I’m gone? It’ll only be a minute.

Malleus: What? You want me to… look after this thing?

Lilia: Apparently, human babies don’t take to flower nectar. They’re not like fae; I read they need something called “powdered milk”. Though, I can’t fathom what it’s possibly supposed to be. I mean, how can something be both powder and milk…? At any rate, it’s not something I’ll be able to find around these parts. I’ll need to go someplace that sells human products.

Malleus: W-Wait, Lilia! This little creature will shatter if I touch it.

Lilia: Oh, you’ll be fine. If he starts crying again, just rub him a bit and sing him a lullaby, he’ll be out like a light. I’ll be right back. I’m counting on you!

(Lilia departs)

Malleus: Oi! Lilia!

(Baby Silver wakes up)

Malleus: Ahh, drat. Are you awake?

(Baby Silver starts crying)

Malleus: Ugh…. That wail is utterly vexing. So I just need to sing you a lullaby and you’ll fall back asleep, was it? As if I even know a single lullaby…

(Baby Silver keeps crying)

Malleus: …No, wait…. I do know one.

(Malleus starts humming)

(Baby Silver stops crying and falls back asleep)

Malleus: …It worked, he really did fall back asleep. …*sighs* Lilia, please hurry. I do wonder where I learned that lullaby from, though. I can’t quite seem to recall… Perhaps one of my wetnurses sang it to me when I was little?

Silver: …Lord Malleus…

Malleus: Lilia, where did you find Silver, anyways?

Lilia: Oh, I found him when I was taking a stroll through the forest one night.

Malleus: Magical beasts and other foul creatures roam these forests at night. What on earth were you doing out there…?

Lilia: I’m telling you, it was all just happenstance. And it’s not like I could’ve just left him there.

Malleus: You should’ve just dropped him off with some humans and be done with it.

Lilia: …There’s this one thing you father Levan would often say: we fae need to know humans better, and we need the humans to know us better. He’s the one who took the initiative to study a communal language we could use to speak with the humans, you know. And the one who taught it to all of us.

Malleus: …….

Lilia: I want to learn more about humans through Silver here. And there’s… something I want to find out… I want to see if I really can love a human from the bottom of my heart.

Malleus: And if you cannot love him?

Lilia: …Hold your horses, we have still have plenty of time.

Silver: This is… We’re back at the old house… Please, I don’t want to look at this anymore… Why are you showing me this…

Lilia: Here, Silver. Open wide!

(Baby Silver babbles)

Lilia: All I’ve been feeding him so far is milk and a bunch of mushy grains and vegetables I boiled. Is this really alright? I don’t see how he’s supposed to grow just eating all this.

Malleus: That book on human rearing methods said this will suffice. And as we’re fae, and this is a human, we best just adhere to its suggestions.

Lilia: Yeah, but you’d eat a mountain of fish and meat and whatnot when you were a tyke…

Malleus: Yes, because I’m a dragon. Don’t lump me together with feeble little humans.

Lilia: Babies cry when they’re hungry and they sleep when they’re full, and that’s the same regardless if it’s a baby human or a baby dragon.

Malleus: ……*sigh*

Lilia: Oh, he wiped his plate clean! Was that yummy, Silver?

(Baby Silver coos, and Lilia pats him on the head)

Lilia: You’re such a good boy! I want you to eat lots, get plenty of rest, and grow up big and strong, okay? At any rate, don’t you get bored eating the same old thing every day? Maybe I should start spicing things up a bit… I could throw in some armored rat meat and black newt flakes next time! They’re said to be highly nutritious, you know.

Malleus: …Don’t even think about it. For the time being, I’ll have provisions delivered to you from the castle, and you can use them to make baby food. I’m a bit concerned leaving him alone in your care.

Lilia: Oh? Has mister “I hate humans!” had a change of heart?

Malleus: You’d be upset if the baby’s health were to decline, no?

Lilia: …You’re so sweet, Malleus.

Silver: ………..Father, Lord Malleus…. I…. *sobs*

(the Darkness appears)

Silver: You just keep showing up again and again… Get away from me.

Lilia: Malleus, come look! Silver's standing on his own!

Malleus: What, already? It takes around 30 years for infant fae to do that. And though they say I was early to walk, it still took me a good 20 years before I learned to shift into my 2-legged form. Humans truly do grow at an astounding rate.

Lilia: Kufufu. Perhaps we fae simply take things a smidge too easy. At this rate, it feels like he's going to grow up on us in the blink of an eye.

Lilia: "And so the little fox said, "Daddy, I'm going to the river.""

Young Silver: Da... ?

Lilia: !! Did you... talk? Silver, did you talk just now?

Young Silver: Da da.

Lilia: No, I'm not your father…

Young Silver: Da... Da da!

Lilia: Hm... Well, it'd probably be better to tell you when you're a little older. ...That's right, I'm Dada.

Young Silver: Daaaaddy! Daaaddy!

Lilia: I’m over here, Silver. What’s all the hubbub?

Young Silver: Daddy, look at this!

Lilia: My, what a lovely acorn bracelet! It’s nice and big, and it’s so well made! The acorns are so shiny, too… Are you a little acorn-gathering expert?

Young Silver: *giggles* The squirrels gathered the acorns with me. And the woodpeckers helped me thread them together… This is for you, daddy.

Lilia: For me?

Young Silver: The fae living in the oak trees told me if you have a lucky charm made from acorns, then you’ll live a long and healthy life. Daddy, I want you to be healthy forever. And I want us to be together foreeeever and ever.

Lilia: …So you’re praying for me to have a long life, huh. You, a human…

Young Silver: Daddy? What’s wrong? Are you hurt?

Lilia: …I’m fine. Come here.

Young Silver: Daddy, don’t hug me so tight! It hurts. *giggles*

Lilia: This is the greatest gift I could ever ask for. As long as I have this charm with me, I bet I’ll be able to live for another thousand years. Thank you.

Young Silver: …I love you, daddy.

Lilia: I love you, too.

Silver: That’s the acorn bracelet I found when I was cleaning up father’s room back at school…! So I was the one who gave it to him. I’d completely forgotten….

Lilia: That bracelet was bestowed to me a long time ago, and it’s my most prized possession. I couldn’t imagine ever throwing it away. Why, even Malleus is jealous I’ve got it!

Silver: It’s just a bunch of old, rotten acorns, of course they aren’t worth anything. So why… Why would you lie like that…

Lilia: Silver! Silver, where are you!?I can’t believe he ran off like that. Was he really that shocked? I’d presumed he would’ve noticed a long time ago we weren’t related, but... No, I was the one who’d always kept things vague. Maybe I was just too scared to tell him the truth and see his sad little face… When did I get so… At any rate, I need to focus on finding him ASAP. Silver! Silver, answer me!

Silver: My whole life, I believed that even though we weren’t related, I would always be your son. But I don’t… I don’t deserve to call myself your son anymore. There’s no way you could truly love me… There’s no way you could love a child of the Silver Owl – of the Knight of Dawn! There’s no way… you could love me… *sobs*

Episode 7-82

Silver: I can’t.. go on anymore… I don’t want to…

(Silver falls to the ground)

Silver: I’m so sorry, father…. Lord Malleus. I always dreamt of becoming a knight who could protect you two. But now I’ll never… I’ll never…

???: So this is where you were.

Silver: That voice…

Lilia: I finally found you – Knight of Dawn!

Silver: Huh? No, I’m… ..What!?

Silver: I look like- What’s going on…

Lilia: You’ll pay for what you did to Meleanor and Levan! I’m ending this, now…!

Silver: Father, I’m…!

Lilia: You've no right to call me “Father”, human!!

(Lilia and Silver fight)

Lilia: Dammit… I can see why people call you the Silver Owl’s top dog. But we're not done yet!

Silver: Please, stop! I don’t… I don’t want to fight you! I promise, I won’t show my face to you ever again! So please…!

Lilia: Save your breath! We can’t turn back time… it’s too late! Haaaaa!

(Lilia knocks over Silver)

Silver: Augh!!

Lilia: Give Meleanor and Levan my regards! Hahaha… Ahahahaha!

(The Darkness appears and envelops Lilia and Silver)

Silver: Father faded away. He must’ve just been another part of the Darkness that my heart created… He was just a… nightmare…

The Darkness: Gugugugu!

Silver: ….I’m so tired... Darkness, please. Please just drag me down into an even deeper sleep, one I’ll never wake up from…

???: …Get up…

Silver: That voice…

???: You need to get up.

Silver: ...Father...?

Lilia: It’s okay if you need to run away. It’s okay if you need to break the rules and play dirty. But no matter what you do, you can’t give up on life. Get up, Silver! Plant your feet on the ground and get up!

Silver: ...Augh…!

(Silver rises to his feet and cuts away the Darkness)

Silver: Haaa, haaa….

Lilia: Attaboy, Silver…

Silver: Is his voice just another illusion trying to trick me…? What should I do…?

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I don’t know if you’ve been asked this but I wanted to ask your opinion on something regarding Fellow Honest and Gidel.

So, we know that at the end of the “Stage in Playful Land” event, Kalim pretty much offers Fellow a spot as a student in NRC, but Fellow declines citing that he doesn’t want to go to a school with a bunch of brats AND he wants to make his own school that admits low magic users and non magic users.

I think this fits him perfectly and I won’t say that it’s dissatisfying for Fellow and Gidel’s story to end this way, but do you think that - had the events been more intertwined with the main story - Fellow could’ve potentially started going to NRC at some point? Like do you think it would make sense for him to both want to create this school AND prepare himself via getting a proper education?

The ending was so fitting for the type of person Fellow is and what he dreams of accomplishing. He’s trying to carve out his own path in the world with Gidel at his side! There’s both a bittersweetness and hope in that kind of a finale.

Now, to the question. This may sound a little cynical (please stick with me for a moment!!) 💦 but I don’t think studying at Night Raven College would help Fellow in opening his own school. Of course, getting an education is important—however, I firmly believe that NRC is not the right place for Fellow to get that education. (This won’t stop TWST from probably making a playable Fellow card for Halloween 2024 though, I suspect that it’ll be a temporary or non-main story canon situation like Rollo.)

The first hurdle to overcome is actually convincing Fellow to enroll. I don’t believe him turning down Kalim’s invite was just for convenience or to keep event characters separate from the main story; it genuinely makes more sense for his character to not want to go right back into the system he despises, the system that tossed him out to begin with. He has not only distrust in the elite (and literally just came out of a hard situation where the elite controlled him), but too much pride in himself to allow for that. Another issue is that even if it is Kalim extending the offer, he actually has little say in whether or not Crowley will let Fellow in. (I’m not counting monetary bribes here yet because that’s an unfair advantage for Kalim to get literally anyone in.) If we’re being pragmatic, Kalim is oversimplifying the solution to Fellow’s issues, just the same as Kalim offering an overly simple solution for Jamil’s woes in book 4. We have no idea how realistic this enrollment would be for Fellow.

Assuming Fellow is convinced to give it a shot and does get into NRC courtesy of a large donation from the Asims… then what? Sure, Fellow does stand to gain from an affiliation with NRC but that's pretty much ONLY if he manages to earn that coveted diploma and formally graduates. Many of the classes beyond year 1 demand a substantial amount of magic in order to complete the coursework. Fellow canonically does not have a ton of magic to spare, so it's doubtful whether or not he would be able to pass those classes or make it to fourth year internships (which is when you can really take advantage of NRC's connections in various industries). It's a similar situation as Yuu, who has no magic at all and wouldn't be able to even participate in the higher level courses without Grim doing all the magical tasks for them. We know it's very possible to drop out of these magic schools (as Riddle references that no student has dropped out since he took on the role of dorm leader + a NPC in book 5 is stated to be a magic school dropout). Who's to say this wouldn't be Fellow's fate if he can't handle the magic curriculum? Yes, he can certainly give it a try if he wants to and his efforts shouldn't be insulted. However, the fact of the matter is that he most likely would not be able to physically keep up with his peers (through admittedly no fault of his own, it's not like he can control his genetic makeup).

Another thing is, what exactly does NRC have to offer Fellow that would actually help him with getting the knowledge to set up his own school? NRC is meant to specifically train mages (and mainly for jobs which demand magical capabilities). Fellow wants to establish his own school, which in of itself does not require a magic degree or any sort of magic education. Furthermore, he details that his school would admit non and low magic users, and will focus on teaching "true life lessons". None of this inherently requires any knowledge or training in magic, which, again, is NRC's specialty. The only practical skills classes that NRC offers seem to be electives like Culinary Crucibles/Master Chef (which, conveniently, do not require magic), and those can be learned anywhere, not exclusively at NRC. I guess my question would be... What is the point of Fellow studying at NRC if he 1) would have a hard time with the magic demands of several classes, 2) most of what NRC teaches is not applicable to his long-term goals, and 3) he could easily learn the practical skills he values so much elsewhere? It's a time sink that doesn't benefit him as much as he needs it to.

If Fellow wants to attend school or to get the knowledge he needs to set up his own learning institution, I think he should ideally pick a mixed public school that does not have a focus on magic. Plenty of those must exist to accommodate the 90% human population without magic. NRC is a restrictive environment mainly composed of the upper echelon and the gifted, and is thus the antithesis of what Fellow seeks to create. Public schools are overall more accessible and offer a more diverse population which Fellow can for sure learn from. It would also be useful as there may be low magic users (that aren't strong enough to qualify for magic schools) mixed in with non-magic users. Fellow could hit up his exact target demographic and mingle with them, get to familiarize himself with their wants and needs, etc. At the same time, he would be theoretically pursuing a specialized degree in education or whatever it is he would need to establish his own school and become an educator himself. That route makes a lot more sense to me than just lumping Fellow in at NRC because that happens to be where all the other major characters go.

Again, it's definitely possible for Fellow to get an education while having his dream. (That's also the case for lots of us fans that go to school while also having our own hobbies and personal goals on the side!) The issue is that I don't see Fellow "fitting in" or learning well at any magic school, especially not one as privatized as NRC is.

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