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Spanish Inquisition

Wednesday 13

What does this part-time Murderdoll, chicken lovin’, eyebrow shavin’, horror movie watchin’ dread head have to say for himself when Cardinal Doran asks him your questions and applies the thumbscrews? Read on and find out. Noose of the world: Brother Naki.

Weds: “Right, you must be here to ask me lots of offensive questions?”

Hammer: Usually when we do this we only get questions about how gay are you or how much dick do you love to suck, but this time we’ve only got questions about chickens.

Weds: “Cool! Questions from real fans!”

READ THAT YOU HAD A PET CHICKEN, OMAR. DID YOU JUST GET SICK OF LOOKING AFTER HIM AND EAT HIM?

Pear Black, Via Email

Weds: “No. Unfortunately, not being farmers or anything and not knowing how to take care of chickens, he died. We had a little chicken coop at the side of our guitar amps and our drums. It was the summer, we’d go to practice and leave him and he died of heat exhaustion. So I chopped off his legs and made a little memorial for him by hanging them off my guitar but they got ripped off during one gig. Peace Omar.” [Thumps heart emotively.]

Hammer: What benefits are there to having a chicken instead of a normal pet like a cat?

Weds: “None. The reason I got the chicken was cos when I was a kid people always told me that people like Ozzy Osbourne and Alice Cooper used to bite the heads off chickens live on stage and drink their blood. So for me, I’ve always associated chickens with rock’n’ roll. I never wanted to kill the chicken, I just always wanted it to be there. I'd recommend your readers get a cat instead.”

Hammer: But chickens are good for voodoo rituals as well.

Weds: “And for feathers…”

Hammer: Say if you were going to cook a chicken, what recipe would you use?

Weds: “I’m a big fan of Cajun chicken. I bake chicken pretty much every day of my life, except when I’m on tour because you don’t have access to a stove. You put the chicken in the oven and sprinkle it with salt, pepper and spices and cook it until it isn’t pink in the middle - unless you want to get sick.”

WITH ERIK JOINING NAPOLEON BLOWNAPART, BEN IN NOCTURNE, ACEY IN TRASH LIGHT VISION AND JOEY IN SLIPKNOT, IS THERE ANY HOPE FOR THE MURDERDOLLS GETTING BACK TOGETHER?

Decaying Wench, Hell, Third Door On The Left

Weds: “Well, yeah. There’s always hope. Everybody’s doing their own thing. Joey went back to Slipknot and I started doing this so everybody had to find something to do. I can only speak for myself, because I don’t know what the other guys are doing, but I’m putting 100 per cent into this and it is my number one priority, I’m going to tour this record for as long as I want to. But when the time comes right, everybody feels like doing another Murderdolls record and everybody is on the same page, then yeah, I’ll do it. But there’s no way it’ll happen next year.”

Hammer: How has the material off ‘Transylvania 90210’ been going down?

Weds: “Amazing. I was expecting to get raked across the coals but the kids have been digging it and the reviews from the journalists have been really good as well. People are telling me that it’s much more diverse than the Murderdolls; a lot more like a rollercoaster ride and it’s got many different levels to it.”

HEY TUESDAY, DON’T YOU THINK THAT THE MURDERDOLLS SOUNDS LIKE A REALLY BAD GOFF PORN WEBSITE?

Dan, Chiswick

Weds: “I don’t go to goth porn websites and I don’t think it sounds anything like one. Frankenstein Drag Queen sounds more like a goth porn website.”

Hammer: What are your views on pornography?

Weds: “It happens. I don’t find myself ringing lines or going on websites but if that’s what people do and it makes them happy then more power to them. You won’t be finding me turning up in any porn films by the way. Unlike Fred Durst.”

Hammer: He didn’t come out of that looking well.

Weds: “Fred Durst doesn’t come out of anything looking well.”

SAW YOUR TATTOOS IN METAL HAMMER AND WANTED TO KNOW THE TATTOOIST’S NAME?

Chris, South Africa

Weds: “There was this old guy that I used to go to in my home town of Charlotte, North Carolina but the guy pissed me off and I don’t go to him any more. My new guy is called Mark Evans, who did my stitches which are healing up and he did the new Michael Myers tattoo. I don’t promote my old guy because he was a douchebag.”

Hammer: Did you weep like a six year old girl watching ET when you got them done?

Weds: “No. As I was getting them done I was watching Pee-Wee’s Big Adventure so I was laughing. They hurt though. The ones on the wrists, I think I would have been better just chopping my hands off and sewing them back on: it would have hurt less. It was pretty painful.”

AS THE FUTURE PRESIDENT OF KFC, WHICH DO YOU PREFER: POPCORN CHICKEN OR A FAMILY BUCKET?

Cyhiraeth 13, Via Email

Weds: “Family bucket. Popcorn chicken is different here. In America it is actually just what is left over from the other chicken in the bottom of the tray dumped into a bucket. But also the way you guys cut chicken here is totally different. It baffles me, I don’t know what I’m eating. In America you have a leg, a breast, a thigh and a wing. Over here you have a throat, an ass, an elbow…”

Hammer: We don’t have chicken’s elbows.”

Weds: “What the hell am I eating here? It’s all fucking mixed up, I think I had a throat today!”

Hammer: Just say you developed a food intolerance to chicken what would you do then?

Weds: “I’d eat turkey. I’d just move from one bird to another. And turkey’s better for you.”

Hammer: You should try ostrich. Terminator X, the old DJ from Public Enemy, is now an ostrich farmer in the USA, that’s why he doesn’t go on tour with them because someone’s got to stay home and look after the ostriches.

Weds: “I can’t say that I’ve seen a Kentucky Fried Ostrich restaurant yet but when I do I’ll stop by. I fancy a KFO.”

RECENTLY MY MUMMY BROUGHT HOME A BABY CHICK. AS YOU USED TO HAVE A PET CHICKEN, CAN YOU GIVE ME A FEW TIPS ON HOW TO MAKE IT BE QUIET? ITS TWEETING IS DRIVING ME INSANE.

Eddie, London

Weds: “There’s no way to keep them quiet. Keep them out of the heat. Don’t feed them after midnight. They will actually eat anything you put in front of them. They’ll eat chicken, so give your chicken some KFC and watch it become a cannibal.”

IF YOU COULD REMAKE A HORROR MOVIE AND STAR IN IT, WHAT WOULD IT BE AND WHICH CHARACTER WOULD YOU TAKE?

Charlotte Humphreys, Andover

Weds: “Probably The Abominable Dr Phibes and I would be Dr Phibes because he was the master of revenge and it is my favourite Vincent Price movie. He didn’t really even have to talk to be frightening.”

HEY WEDNESDAY, I WAS WONDERING IF YOU MANAGED TO EAT ONE MILLION PIECES OF FRIED CHICKEN IN 2004 LIKE YOU PREDICTED YOU WOULD?

Storm McCracken, Paraparaumu, New Zealand

Weds: “There’s a good possibility, yeah. I lost count along the way but probably. Not this year though because I turned over a new leaf and now I only eat grilled chicken. I’ve been trying to make sure that I don’t have a heart attack before I’m 30.”

Hammer: Speaking as a bit of a tubby bastard, I was wondering how you stay so slim on such a chicken rich diet?

Weds: “It is basically not eating fried chicken. I went on a diet and I lost 40lbs which shows you how bad it can be.”

COULD A REGULAR PERSON KILL A SHEEP WITH JUST ONE PUNCH TO ITS FACE? I DON’T THINK SO.

Ken B Wild, The Fields

Weds: “Hmmm. It depends on the person. Me? No. I can’t punch a sheep to death but say you’re Tor Johnson from the Ed Wood films, the big guy, he could probably hit a sheep once and break its spine.”

Hammer: I reckon The Thing from The Fantastic Four could waste a sheep.

Weds: “Well, Tor Johnson is probably the closest a human has ever got to being The Thing.

Hammer: What is the biggest creature that you’ve ever killed? Purposefully, that is. Not just forgetting that you’ve left a chicken in a hot room.

Weds: Probably a grasshopper. I don’t hurt animals. When I was a kid I used to do mean stuff but I don’t now. I go out of my way not to hurt stuff.”

DO YOU STILL BELIEVE IN THE EASTER BUNNY?

Goldfinger Rule 502, Via Email

Weds: “Hell yeah! He just came to my house a couple of months ago. He brought my kid a box of candy and $20.”

Hammer: What are your favorite kinds of sweets?

Weds: “I love peanut M&MS. Those things are addictive. I will eat about 10 bags a day if I don’t watch it.”

DEAR WEDNESDAY 13, ARE THINGS STILL TENSE BETWEEN YOU AND YOUR RIVAL THURSDAY 14?

Antibody, Via Email

Weds: “Yeah, we’re still going head to head. One day we’ll meet and slug it out but I will win.”

Hammer: It’s Wednesday the 13th soon, do you do anything out of the ordinary on those days?

Weds: “Not normally but this year we are doing the London show so that should be really remarkable.”

DOES YOUR MOTHER FEEL ASHAMED THAT HER GROWN UP SON FEELS THE NEED TO DRESS LIKE A SPAZZ AND WEAR BAD MAKE-UP?

Eyen, Poshland

Weds: “My mom’s pretty proud of me. She goes out and buys all of the magazines and everything else. She is totally supportive of me and is into what we’re doing.”

WHO WOULD WIN IN A FIGHT BETWEEN A GRIZZLY BEAR AND A SIBERIAN TIGER?

Bobby G, Via Email

Weds: “A grizzly man! You can’t fight a bear! I’ve seen a bear- you can’t fight them.”

Hammer: You saw a bear?

Weds: “On TV. In a zoo. You can’t fight them.”

Hammer: My Chemical Romance got attacked by a moose once. What is the biggest animal you’ve ever been attacked by?

Weds: “I got attacked by a Doberman when I was eight years old. And they can kill you. The dog had cancer and it had this giant tumour on its side and they were going to put it to sleep in a few weeks. But it came up to me while I was on my trampoline and put its legs up and started growling. I was like, ‘Oh shit, what do I do?’ So I decided to try and run down the hill to get home and the dog jumped at me, knocked me down and I ate grass. It never bit me but it stayed right on my ass growling and I just cried all the way home. Which is OK if you’re eight: a Doberman could bite your arm off!”

Hammer: If you say so. Are you nervous about dogs now?

Weds: “I’m not a big dog fan. I like cats and small dogs but big dogs give me the old phobia.”

ISN’T WEDNESDAY A GIRL’S NAME, LIKE THAT BINT OUT OF THE ADDAMS FAMILY? SHOULDN’T YOU BY RIGHTS BE CALLED PUGSLEY 13?

Mr D Monkey, No Fixed Abode

Weds: “Well you know, I don’t have to buy the rights to be named after the day of the week and yeah, I was totally inspired by the character out of The Addams Family, I’ve always admitted that and never tried to hide it. She was always much cooler than Pugsley because he was a little fat guy.”

WHY DON’T YOU HAVE A JASON VOORHEES TATTOO?

War Machine, Via Email

Weds: “It’s in the process. I’m getting Voorhees and Freddie very soon. So gimme some time dude!”

WEDNESDAY, WHY DO YOU SHAVE YOUR EYEBROWS OFF? IT MAKES YOU LOOK LIKE A PLOPHEAD.

He Man, Reading

Weds: “A plophead? A guy with a plop on his head? What is that? If you mean shit head, say shit head. You know, I shave my eyebrows off for one simple reason: my hair is blond. When my eyebrows grow out they are blond, it just doesn’t look good. I don’t have cool eyebrows, so I shave them off. You can hardly see them anyway. I do notice not having them because of the sweat. If you ever see me on stage squinting like this [scrunches up face as if in agony] that means my eyes are burning out of my fucking head.”

#wednesday 13 #metal hammer #my scans #this was so much fun #the idea of wednesday keeping cannibal chickens immediately turns him into a texas chainsaw family member in my head #i need to manifest that either through writing or drawing #the fred durst shit talking is forever hilarious to me #this man fucking hated nu metal with his whole being #and we're not gonna fucking talk about his bound wrists okay we are just NOT gonna fucking talk about that

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galaxyshine24-7 · 9 months

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Red Wine 🍷

Silver Bullet Chapter Four Red Wine

TW: Gangs, violence, explosions, drinking

“Woah so they really came in there trying to order Riddle around?!” Ace exclaims as he sits up on the couch. He is able to move around a bit more now that his wounds are healing. It’s been a few days since the encounter with Riddle and Ace still doesn’t believe Yuu no matter how many times they tell him the story.

“Yeah, and I think he torched the guy right in the middle of my bar.” Yuu rubs their temple. Ace frowns at their expression, he can’t imagine it was a pleasant experience.

“So did you grow up around NRC?” Ace tried his best to change the subject.

“Yeah, I grew up in an orphanage until I got picked up.” Yuu takes a bite out of their eggs.

“Oh, I see what were your parents like?” Ace rubs his neck.

“I can’t remember.” Yuu is glad Ace doesn’t ask any more questions as they need to get ready for the morning.

Much like Riddle promised the bar looked good as new. The evidence from last night's fight is all but gone. Yuu at least had more time to prepare to open for the day. Grim and Ace come down as well. Ace wants to help now that he feels better, and Grim wants to eat his food in a dish Yuu placed downstairs. At least today should be quiet, the ding of the door chime catches their attention as a familiar green and orange-haired men greet them.

“Hi, Yuu!” Cater waves. “Good morning Yuu and Ace.” Grim jumps up on the counter as Trey sets down a nicely decorated box. Cater goes over to Ace slinging an arm around his shoulders and and taking a few pictures with him.

“Hey, Acey glad to see you’re okay, how about a few nice pictures for Riddle.” Cater’s phone flashes as he takes pictures from many angles with an annoyed Ace.

“Good morning Trey, what can I get you?” Yuu leans against the counter as Trey pushes the box in front of them.

“Nothing for today, I just wanted to bring you one of my pastries to apologize for last night.” Trey rubs the back of his neck.

“I see.” Yuu takes the box as Grim sniffs the contents. “Thank you, It's not necessary though.” Yuu is pretty cautious of what could be inside. It's not every day Yuu gets a baked good from a mafia member. Yuu carefully opens up the box to at least see the treat. In all honesty, it looks delicious, it's a warm and fluffy cinnamon bun with the gooiest icing Yuu has ever seen. If they were going to die at least it's by the hands of a sweet mistress. They sniff the bun before taking a small bite.

“It's so good, thank you, Trey.” Their eyes widen as they take another bite.

“I’m glad you like it, I didn’t know what you would have liked.” He chuckles.

“Trey bakes the absolute best cakes you should come and try some Yuu, Riddle holds these Unbirthday parties and the food is always to die for.” Cater comes over to the counter.

“Speaking of parties.” Trey takes out an envelope from his coat handing it to Yuu. “Riddle wanted to know if you could bartend for an upcoming party?” Now Yuu sees what this visit is all about.

“Trey I know you're just the messenger, but I don’t want any part of the mafia.” Yuu sighs pushing the letter away.

“Come on Yuu it will be fun and I promise last night’s fiasco won’t happen. The other mafia leaders are all more behaved.” Cater waves off their concern.

“Cater-” Trey pinches the bridge of his nose.

“Well if the other mafia leaders of there then I certainly will not be a part of it.” Yuu finishes their bun throwing away the box. “Now I need to open the bar, and unless you need to order anything I prefer you don’t loiter.” Yuu start to put on their work apron. The two men share a look with each other, they then look over at Ace holding a broom. He crosses his arms at them, not going along with whatever they are trying to convey.

“Please Yuu it would really lighten Riddle’s mood, and help out our members from his anger.” Cater looks them in the eye now. “Plus it will help younger members like Ace.”

“Cater-” Trey starts.

“You know Riddle is going to want him home soon.” Cater traces his finger along the counter. “I know you have your reservations about us, but we are honest with our word and we do care for our members. You bartending can help keep the Queen at bay and Ace and Deuce will have an easier time.” Cater smiles.

“Cater don’t-” Ace storms up to grab the other by the shoulder.

“I’ll do it.” Silence cuts through the room. “But you guys better pay me handsomely.”

Trey nods handing them the letter as they open it.

Its safe to say Ace is not happy about this arrangement neither is Deuce when he learns about what happened that day at the bar. The two tried for serval days to persuade Yuu against it, but their mind was already made up. Curse their sweet and tender heart, their teachers always said it would be the death of them. Now standing at the center of the lion’s den it couldn’t feel more true.

The party takes place in the Heartslaybul district in its town hall. It's an old but charming building with a beautiful ballroom done up to the nines with very Heartslaybul-centered decor. Yuu stands behind a sleek bar watching the people come and go. On the surface, it seems like a classy party, but the place is filled with mafia members from all the different gangs around NRC. It's a good thing Yuu always paid attention to Crewel and Trein’s lessons. They are able to pick out different leaders from their descriptions alone.

First, is Riddle wearing a pristine suit with a long flowing red cape. He has his own throne in the back of the hall with Trey and Cater at his sides. Then there is Leona Kingschalor lounging on a plush couch on the sidelines. The ruthless leader of Savanaclaw looks more like a lazy housecat from this light. His members are the ones that frequent the bar. His clan is mostly beastmen who seem to be a little restless having to be put into stuffy suits.

Close by is Azul Ashegrotto, owner of the Mostro Lounge and leader of Octavinelle, mingling with any benefactors that are in the facility with the infamous Leech twins at his side. Kalim Al-sim and Jamil Viper leaders of Scarabia stick to themselves, more so Jamil than Kamil. Vil Schoenheit leader of Pomefiore and owner of several entertainment lines appears fashionably late gaining most of the attention from the passerby. Idia Shroud heir to Ignihyde Surveillance Corp. is nowhere to be seen only a tablet following around a robot boy marks his presence. Lastly, there are the members of Diasomnia their leader nowhere to be seen.

Yuu, wouldn’t really care about all these details, but Crewel was insistent on Yuu learning about the world of NRC. It could be a difference between life and death he would always say, but it just seemed dramatic. To think these people are the most feared people in all the district. They all seem to take themselves way too seriously in Yuu’s eyes.

“Hey, I want another drink!” A patron slams their hand on the counter trying their best to stay upright. Cleary drunk and the party just started, Riddle probably won’t be very happy that the partygoers are already getting drunk.

“I’m going to have to cut you off,” Yuu replies cooly passing them a glass of water instead.

“Bullshit get me another shot!-” A large hand slams the patron's head to the counter. Yuu looks up to see a built young man with spikey white hair and wolf ears scowling down at the rude patron.

“You’ve had enough now go back to your post before Leona catches you.” The young man growls letting go of the patron that Yuu realizes is from SavannaClaw. Their black and glow armband is placed rather sloppily on their suit. The patron curses under his breath holding his forehead as he walks away. The wolfman sits down in the now vacant seat facing Yuu.

“Sorry about that.” The man rubs the back of his neck rather sheepishly. His eyes not looking at Yuu directly.

“It's alright, I’ve had worse. Thank you for stepping in.” Yuu gives him a sincere smile going to pick up a glass.

“Can I get you anything?”

“Uh no, water is just fine. I’m underage.”

Huh? He’s not trying to trick Yuu as other teens would do. He seems like a very straight-laced guy, which is a bit weird seeing him in a gang. Yuu fills the glass with ice water handing it to the wolf man who jugs it down.

“Thanks.” He wipes any loose drops away from his mouth.

“No problem, what’s your name by the way?”

“Jack, Jack Howl, and yours?”

“Yuu, just Yuu.”

He nods at their answer looking around at the crowd.

“Do you work for Heartslabyul?”

“No, I’m just catering for the night.” Yuu starts to clean off an empty glass.

“Really? They usually only hire their own people for stuff like this.” He raises a brow.

“Well, I’m a special case I guess.” Yuu sighs.

“Yuu!” A yell comes from an afar as Ace drapes himself on the counter. “I’ve been standing around for hours I need some nourishment! Please make me a special drink.” He whines as Deuce comes up behind him.

“Ace if you want nourishment there’s a food table,” Yuu states.

“Like I’m going around any food after the tart incident!” He gets up angrily. “Please you are the only one I can trust!” He dramatically holds Yuu’s hand as they just roll their eyes. “Fine, do you want one too Deuce?” Yuu looks over at him as he gives a sheepish nod.

“Yes please.” He takes a seat with Ace as Yuu gets to work. As the three of them start to talk to each other.

“Oh, you Jack Howl right?” Deuce perks up.

“Yes, I am.”

“I heard a lot about you, this is your first year doing all this stuff like us right?” Ace adds.

“Yes, I was chosen to Savanaclaw this year.” Jack takes another sip of his drink.

“We are the same but got chosen for Heartslabyul.” Deuce puffs out his chest.

Of course, Yuu gives them non-alcoholic drinks each matching the theme the two Heartslaybul members seem to sport. Deuce got a nice mock Blue Lagoon, while Ace gets a refreshing mock strawberry daiquiri. They don’t waste time sipping on the drinks very satisfied with the results.

“When you say chosen? What do you mean?” Yuu is a little curious about their choice of words. Don’t you choose what gang you want to be in?

“Well, basically there’s like this whole series of tests you have to take before being accepted to even join the top gangs. It takes place every year.” Ace explains. It did ring some sort of bell.

“Then you get chosen by the magic mirror like they had back at Night Raven before the place blew up.” Deuce adds. “Then you get sorted in what used to be the dorms of the college, but nowadays it's used to sort people into gangs.”

“Something about tradition and all that jazz.” Ace waves his hand.

“I see.” Yuu goes to give someone another drink as the party continues.

The three boys hang out around the bar chatting with Yuu and trying to stay out of everyone’s way. Thankfully the party went on smoothly and now it was time for the dinner portion. An adjacent room is set up with fine cutlery and pristine white tablecloths. Jack, Ace, and Deuce had to leave at that point so did Yuu as they brought out ingredients to make a large patch of drinks for the partygoers. Riddle gave them many instructions on what to serve and had to taste test all the options Yuu had suggested. Yuu would go around filling up everyone’s cups and serve them any drinks that they so chose as the night went on. The dorm leaders all sat at a table in front of the room having a deep discussion. Yuu takes a deep breath knowing at some point they had to go around the table to get orders. They walk over filling Riddle’s cup first with the drink he liked out of all the options for the party.

“It seems like RSA needs another reminder to stay in their own territory.” Riddle takes a sip of the glass Yuu just poured, smiling at the taste.

“I’ve seen many of their noisy brats in my territory as of late, they’re probably plotting something.” Leona sighs taking a bite out of his steak. Yuu fills his cup with a fruity, but altogether heavy alcoholic drink. Leona stares Yuu down as they fill his glass. His eyes drilling holes in their head. Yuu know when they're being examined, it's like a predator looking down on its prey. With a tsk, Leona turns his head back to the conversation letting Yuu continue on to the next person.

“Honsetly I see no problem with it. RSA people have been coming a lot more often to my businesses allowing the overall raise of NRC’s profits so I see no reason to make such a fuss for now.” Azul adjust his glasses. He turns to give Yuu a smile as they pour him some water.

“Thank you, dear, Azul Ashengrotto if you ever need anything.” He takes out his business card to hand to Yuu. With a small smile, Yuu takes the card and puts it in their back pocket. They know better then getting involved with Ashengrotto’s shady business practice. They have enough to deal with as it is.

“Excuse me can I please have that drink?” Kalim points to a yellow and orange drink on Yuu’s tray.

“Of course,” Yuu replies softly pouring the drink for Kalim.

“Thank you so much,” Kalim takes a sip at the drink lighting up with a smile. “This is amazing did you make this? I have to invite you to come serve drinks like this at my parties.”

“Kamil let me try it first, and pay attention.” Jamil shakes Kalim’s shoulder getting him to calm down. Jamil waves off Yuu not wanting a drink of any kind as he tastes Kalim’s.

“Of course, you would only think about money Ashengrotto.” Vil snaps their fingers to get Yuu’s attention. Very irritating, but Yuu gives Vil a public service smile.

“I want your best champagne.” He orders as Yuu gets out the Champagne bottle from the ice bucket pouring it for Vil. He takes a delicate sip his face soon turning into a scowl.

“Urgh disgusting give me water.” Yuu pours Vil some water instead as he waves them off.

Next is the robot boy who tells Yuu they don’t need food or drink.

“Servanillce of RSA has been pretty normal from my point of view.” The tablet in the robot boy's arms speaks. Then lastly is a strange-looking man with pink and black hair in a weird haircut.

“Could Malleus not come tonight Lilia?” Azul asks from across the table.

“He is busy tonight, so I’m here in his stead.” Lilia smiles turning to Yuu. “I’ll have the signature drink of tonight please.”

Yuu pours Lilia his drink as he hums in delight at the taste.

“Marvelous, I have to tell Sliver and Sebek about this.” He gives Yuu a playful smile as they go back to standing by the wall.

“Of all the times to not come even when he was invited.” Leona snarks taking a sip of his drink.

“He is deeply sorry and will make it up next time.” Lilia gives Leona a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. “But anyway thank you for the invitation Riddle your parties are always the best.”

“It's simply my duty to uphold the Queen of Hearts teachings. It's a responsibility I hold dear.” Riddle states raising his glass for Yuu to come to refill it. Yuu does so quickly giving him a good amount before he sets the glass back down.

“Well it's satisfactory, to say the least, but you could do better with your Champagne collection.” Vil crosses their arms.

Riddle’s eye twitches at that as Trey and Cater give each other worried looks.

“But the drink I got is amazing.” Kamil beams.

“Yes the mixed drinks are very good Vil, you should try some,” Lilia suggests.

“No, thank you I don’t know what was put in those things.” Vil scuffs.

“It’s your loss,” Leona smirks jugging the rest of his drink. He leans back in his seat his eyes glancing up at Yuu.

“Yo, herbivore!” He calls motioning Yuu over to the table.

Yuu does so by standing by Riddle.

“What’s your name?”

“Yuu.”

“Did you make this?”

“Yes, I did.”

“I don’t remember you getting new members Roshearts.” Leona glares at Riddle.

“They are simply here to cater, I had a wonderful experience at their establishment.” Riddle smiles giving Yuu a knowing look.

“Where do they work I would love to visit.” Kamil perks up.

“The Silver Bullet, a bar downtown in the neutral territory.” Riddle answers sipping his drink.

“That old place? It’s been closed for years.” Leona chuckles.

“Well it seems it is open now, such a shame I was hoping to buy that part of downtown for a new business venture.” Azul sighs, glaring at Yuu.

If the conversation could change the subject that would be great for Yuu’s frantic heart.

“What’s so great about drinks anyway, let's just finish this I have a busy schedule.” The voice from the tablet, who Yuu guesses is Idia lets out an exacerbated sigh.

“Playing games is not really busy work.” Azul shakes his head.

“As I was saying we need to respond to RSA actions.” Riddle ahems the group. Yuu could already see a vein starting to pop out of his head.

“Unless RSA is directly trying to start conflict we best leave it alone. Any direct action could cause a misunderstanding. Besides I don’t need worry lines.” Vil crosses his arms.

“I agree RSA is a pain to deal with on the regular unless we have more reason to deal with them I recommend not getting involved,” Azul adds.

“ As long as they don't cross the line, we won't either.” Leona leans back in the chair.

Riddle lets out a sigh at their answers seeing that it was enough for now.

Yuu thinks for a minute about the information. RSA or Royal Sword Academy is the other side of the coin from NRC. All be it the more shiny and safe side, RSA is the other half of the Grim Court known for its astonishing academy and its resources. Yuu has thought about someday moving to the countryside of RSA and buying a cottage to live out the rest of their days, it just feels right.

It is common knowledge that the RSA and NRC do not get along, the feud between them has been going on since the great seven days. The RSA police force and the NRC gangs have been at each other's throats for a long time, however, the conflict has not broken out since the fall of Night Raven College. Since then it's been a few scraps and territory disputes from what Trein would tell them. As long as it didn’t affect Yuu’s daily life it wasn’t their problem, though it did irk them a bit at the consistent fighting its like a bunch of children fighting over toys. At the end of the day, it’s the civilians that suffer.

Since the conversation starts to get heavy at the leader’s table Yuu goes around the room to see who needs drinks. A hand catches their attention as a boy with lavender locks and baby-blue eyes sits at a table with a flamboyant blonde man. Yuu pulls their tray over seeing the boy look away when they make eye contact.

“Excuse me can I please have?-” They whisper in Yuu’s ear very soft and sweet.

“Of course.” Yuu gets to work making a non-acholic apple martini. Crewel and Sam as taught them many tricks to get extra tips as they showcased them for the table. The blonde man claps each time Yuu finishes a trick until the drink is done.

“Here you go, sir.” Yuu sets the drink on the table.

“You can just call me Epel.” He downs the drink letting out a deep sigh. “Thank you that helped a lot.”

“Beaute! 100 points!” The man yells making the two jump.

“Rook, geez don’t do that.” The boy glares.

“Sorry Monsieur Crabapple, I just couldn't help it. Monsieur Trickster is truly remarkable.” He sings.

Now Yuu gets a weird nickname? Great, hopefully, they never see this man again. Epel thanks Yuu for the drink as they push the cart to another part of the room.

“Human over here!” Yuu turns to the sound of the voice as does everyone else in the vicinity. A man with bright green hair and an intense stare stands up from his table. Yuu rushes over to him so he doesn’t cause a scene. Next to him is another man, but with silver hair and a sleepy expression.

“Sebek don’t yell it's rude.” The sleepy man yawns.

“Don’t boss me around Silver! I need to be attentive to Master Lilia’s needs, unlike some people.” He glares, his sharp teeth showing through his scowl. “Human!” He shouts at Yuu again.

“Y-yes?”

“I need my glass of water refilled with haste!” He shows Yuu the empty glass holding it out to them.

“Oh okay.” Yuu fills his glass to the top.

“Thank you. You may leave now!” He sits back down.

Yuu walks away quickly glad this party is about to end.

As the night went on the crowd decreased in number until the hall was ready to be cleaned for the night. Yuu washes the bar’s glasses and counters, letting out a stretch at a job well done.

“Hey, Yuu.” Deuce jogs over to the bar letting out deep pants. “I’m ready to take you home.” He rests on the counter’s edge.

“Thank you again, Deuce.” Deuce is how Yuu got to the venue in the first place. He has a magic wheel he built himself, and it's pretty fast to get around the districts. Yuu makes sure they have their things as they follow Deuce to the parking lot. Yuu couldn’t help but yawn when they stepped out into the cool night air.

“Tired?” Deuce takes out his keys.

“Yeah extremely, that was exhausting.” Yuu hops on the backseat of the bike as Deuce gets situated in the front.

“Thank you for coming, again I don’t think it would have gone smoothly without you.” He starts the vehicle up.

“No problem-” Yuu gets jerked back as Deuce takes off. Once they get time to settle the ride is rather peaceful as they make it back to the bar safe and sound.

“Home sweet home.” Yuu sighs getting off the magic wheel. “Thank you, Deuce, have a good night.” Yuu wraps the man in a tight embrace before heading inside.

“B-bye Yuu…” Deuce stutters.

Yuu doesn’t notice how red Deuce gets as he drives away in a hurry.

Yuu is greeted by a dark bar and then an apartment when they head upstairs. Grim sleeps soundly on the couch with his food bowl in the kitchen licked clean. With heavy eyelids and sore arms, Yuu takes a quick shower flopping into bed soon after, listening to the sounds of the city.

The ground shakes under Yuu as they jolt awake to the sound of screams and glass falling on the ground. They fall out of their bed hearing the sound of Grim yowling as they scramble to the front room to see the poor kitty hunched in fear. Yuu dashes across the room grabbing Grim under their arm as they hide under the coffee table curling into a fetal position. Grim cries loudly with each shake as it sounds like the world is falling around them. The explosions go on for what feels like hours until it stops. The sound of car alarms and people screaming are all that remain. Yuu sticks their head out from under the table looking around to see if the coast is clear.

“Grim!” The cat had enough of getting hugged in a tight grip as he escapes from Yuu’s hold. Yuu makes their way out from under the table to follow the feline finding him hiding under their bed. That’s when they look out the window in shock pulling it open to see the towers of smoke rising all across NRC.

Inspire by Jackplushie's Silver Bullet AU, thanks for reading

#twisted wonderland #my writing #twst silver bullet au #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #silver bullet au #writings #twisted wonderlandxreader #mafia au

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aceyanaheim · 2 years

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No one :

Absolutely no one:

Not a Single Soul I Swear

Me: Azula + Surface Pressure from Encanto

Me: But Also Azula+:What Else Can I Do from Encanto

#acey speaks #azula #atla #liste ln listen #'give it to your sister don't ever wonder if the same pressure would have Crushed You Under' is Already fire hazards #and specially Zukos jealousy of Azula's golden child status not to mention 'no cracks no breaks no mistakes no pressure ' is just #like thats just Azula #but 'i make perfect practice poses so much hides behind my smile'#and 'what could i do if i just knew I didn't have to be Perfect if i just needed to be...if they just let me Be'#and 'it just Seemed like your life's been a dream from the moment you opened your eyes'#listen Ive connected the dots #I've Connected Them

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welcometotheocverse · 8 months

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What if Shameless ocs

#yes i shoulf be workin on my ocs from other fandoms #However...#acey speaking

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smarti-at-smogwarts · 10 months

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Bill Weasely 🤝 Jacob : being tricked and used by Rakepick

#acey speaking #hphm #bill weasley #jacob ( hphm)#jacob venturi #i have decided they will be friends post Redacted #listening to My Goodbye from Epic and yea it fits Bill ( shoutout to Tori for her art and Feelings lol)#but but but #'ill remind you every time someone dies ( Ashe) IM left to deal with the strain #also '#this way you'll know ehat your place is/this way you won't close the line “ leaving him in the portrait #LISTEN #i have terminal jscob brainrot and you all must suffer with me lmao

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Csn you do sn mafia au again. But with cater x bartender!reader?

HELL YEAH! actually i have an idea that i wanna write a long time ago so now's the time to write it.

Diamond Candies

Gangster!Cater x Bartender!Reader

Silver Bullet!Au credits to @jackplushie

Summary: a orange haired man with a pompadour hairstyle walked in while still looking at his phone that has an extravagant phonecase, he searched the place as if looking for somebody it made you assume he's just an another person that has a deal to settle with or somebody who just wanted to have some drinks (hopefully)

your bar is packed tonight

it's not like you aren't happy it's just that

most of these customers are either gangsters or somebody from the underworld

your bar had become an dealing place or what should you say a "haven" for these men to gather around, have a couple of drinks then complete a illegal trade that slipped your ear had been made.

it's convenient for them since even the bartender don't pry to these conversations, letting it be.

it had become and the one that made your bar popular to these people was...

"ACE, YOU SPILLED SOME ON MY JACKET!!"

"Shut up Deuce you're too loud, my ears are ringing from hangover..."

these kids. the first customers you weren't grateful for

"for the last time, Mocktails doesn't have alcohol and hangovers don't work that way." you say as you wipe off the spilled residue of the counter glaring over the two teenagers that stained it in the first place

"Hey bartender when are you going to-"

"when you turn 18, here have a soda instead." you interrupt Ace as you give them both different flavor that matches their hair color, they don't seem to notice it but it had become an amusement to you to give them matching beverage each time

with how busy the bar is no one might've paid attention to anyone coming in but you are the bartender, every ring of that bell in the entrance is a new person you'll get to know even without speaking a word.

a orange haired man with a pompadour hairstyle walked in while still looking at his phone that has an extravagant phonecase, he searched the place as if looking for somebody it made you assume he's just an another person that has a deal to settle with or somebody who just wanted to have some drinks (hopefully)

you continue wiping some of the glasses as you let him walk closer to the counter

"Looks like our newcomers are having fun drinking right now!!"

"PFFTU-- CATER!?!?" he had both of his hand in their shoulder as they both spew out their drinks as it drips out of their mouths onto your counter

dammit, you just wiped that spot and how come these two didn't notice him coming closer?

"Cater- wait we can explain--"

"Hmm~ you know, Riddle's going to be so mad if he knew you two were neglecting your duties to..." his eyes follow you all of the sudden, watching you wipe the glasses in display.

"...drink." he let that last word slip out as a whisper whilst his green eyes are still at you

"hey" he's talking to you, you gave him a glance before turning back at your chore

"you know, internet's the most fastest wildfire that can spread through locally even globally." his voice is sinister, threatening.

"this bar serve booze right? and as far anyone would know, even if you could just give Acey and Deucey here a look they are certainly too young for it" you sigh, for the love of great seven how many times had you heard that?

"what if i posted about this huh? the internet hates people like you you, yk? that wildfire would ruin you, your life, this bar, everything. it can even get you arrested!" he smiled at you with his eyes closed but that doesn't lessen the heavy tension between you two leaving Ace and Deuce nervously silent with their mouth slight agape

"I don't serve alcohol to minors sir, i mostly serve them soda or juice." you reply as you hold back the urge to throw the soda can in Deuce's hand at him, you're too irritated inside but you can't show it especially if he's just provoking you like this

"Oh." he's looking at your eyes to search for the barest hint of lie, but he couldn't and you aren't , the only thing you lied about is that you served Ace and Deuce mocktails even though all that you did is mix some fruit juice add a lemon to it and make it look good. they didn't even question if it's a real mocktail or not.

when he confirmed he can't, hummed to himself and let his hand wander around your clean counter- he's pissing you off before sitting besides Ace and touching one of the tall glass near him

"this thing doesn't look like what you'd put sod-"

"yes, it's a flute glass." when is this man going to leave? he's ruining your night right now by touching literally everything you just cleaned.

"but you are aware that you ar-"

"YES, YES I AM AWARE. now sir if you're not going to order anything or have any business in here anymore i recommend for you to leave this establishment at once." your irate statement left him silent at his seat as both Ace and Deuce try to sip their sodas quitely.

the awkward silence didn't even last 3 seconds before orange spoke again

"Ah! i remember now, i haven't posted in in Magicam for a while, mind if you make me a drink? Mx. ummm...." he searched for the nametag that didn't appear in your vest

"just call me bartender, i don't mind. now what will it be?" you bring out your notepad incase he's one of those types that has an order with multiple adds to it that you couldn't keep up with

"Ooh~ private much? dw i understand." he winked at you, rolling your eyes you asked what would his order be again as he looked at lighted menu from above you

"Ooh, the flamingo sounds fun! i wanna try it, add a smile and a heart to that too~" he's the flirty type huh?

you had tons of customers interested in you and your background, and when they can't find it, they try to pry themselves into your life to find the barest hint of weakness and use it against you. to use you .They would use methods you are accustomed to: Flirting, Forcing, Threats, Violence. anything to make you spill what you know but as the bartender of silver bullet, you are numb to it.

you prepare his cocktail by mixing vodka and champari to the mixer

"the name's Cater btw" he tried to speak as you shake the mixer a little bit harder to make a point at him

"you know... at a second glance, you don't look half bad yourse-" you turn out his voice by mixing vigorously near your ears, you can't handle anymore of his flirting, you're pretty sure you've had heard tons of those lines before.

after shaking for a while that turned Cater to quiet, you eventually pour his drink to the flute glass he touched earlier without even wiping it first.

it's pretty evil but he deserves it

with the last step, you slowly add champagne to the drink, with your three stool customers watching it pour.

"enjoy." you didn't sound enthusiastic serving it to him, one would almost assume you laced it with poison

"where's my smile and heart?" Cater ask playfully as he took a sip

"ran out of those. would never restock" Cater laughed at your response before returning to his drink. with the mood easing up, Ace decided to talk

"Sooo uh, bartender... can we get some of those candies again? they are free right?" Ace tried to lift the mood up before getting a nudge with an elbow by Deuce

"Hm? of course, hold on" you did receive some from Crowley two days ago, never checked it after eating some of it though, since you might've been too busy keeping this dingy bar up to place. you pull out something out of the cabinet, some sort of small bowl filled with orange diamond shaped candies, some of it were dark brown.

"Oh cool! another shape!" Ace put one in his mouth

"they look sweet too!" Deuce puts two

"they're bitter." you say after the two boys had the candies already bitten and melting to their mouth, they cough it out and sputtered replying to the strong taste of bitterness to the candy

you pick one up to observe it "they might look sweet on the outside but... it's bitter on the inside." you give Cater a glance

"too bitter." you place it inside of your mouth and swallow before it melts to your taste buds

"Would you like a taste, Cater?" you ask him as if it's a challenge.

"don't mind if i do" with a distance like Ace and Deuce it would seem like a normal reply to a question of yours, but Cater knows what you were trying to imply.

"Blegh! that's so disgusting, its way more bitter than a grounded coffee" Ace commented as he drank all of his soda to wash off the taste

"I don't mind a prankster side of you Bartender, but please don't do that ever again" Deuce does the same but chugging it off faster than Ace

"was it too much for you guys? now that you've got a taste, would you stay away from it forever then?" you grin at the two boys noticing how silent Cater had become

"wouldn't say that... but yeah maybe I'll avoid it from now on" Deuce say putting the can down at the counter

"i don't want to ever eat that ever again, BUT! i have a new prank idea..." Ace's smirk infected you as you looked at the orange haired man staring at his drink downwards

"What about you Cater? what's your opinion to it?" you ask as if challenging him, to see if he knew what you're trying to say

"it is too bitter." he said before chewing again. maybe you'd teased him too much with your implications, that's what he gets for messing with you earlier but he seemed hurt by it.

"for me, i think i like it. bitter as it is you've just got to accept that right?"

Cater's rose his head up to your words, the orange strands of his hair falls to his blushed face but his expression seemed surprised.

you eat another one, chewing it this time. the tangy bitter taste washed your mouth, it's unpleasant but you've had worst.

"Yeah..." Cater smiled before he finish his drink. with how red his face is you'd assume he is drunk but he stood up properly and dragged the two boys by the back of their collar

"w-wait Cater!!" Deuce struggled off Cater's strong grip but it refuses to budge

"uh oh, we're screwed dude" Ace added as he struggled for a bit before giving up

"Thx for watching the newbies for me bartender! i enjoyed the drink and snacks too!" he shouts before coming out with the two boys in hand.

you pick up the glass he drank at but it suddenly had a sticky note "call me" with his number written on it. you could crumble the paper now and throw it away but...

you decide to keep it, just in case

huh, come to think of it he didn't take any picture of the cocktail.

"ow ow, Cater please let go!!" Ace pleaded as he tried to remove the hand off his collar.

"Nope, i ain't doing it" Cater laughed as he dragged the two both to his place

"P-please don't say anything to the leader we'd do anything" begged Deuce as he try to keep up with Cater's walking before bumping to him as he stopped

"Oh really? anything hmm let's see..." Cater let go both of the boys's collar and nd pulled out his phone

he exactly remembered what he wants he just waited for the opportunity for these two to give it.

"that bartender... what exactly is their deal? what do you know about them?" Cater opened his phone and pressed the recording app before putting it back to his pocket.

"what, you also like them?"

"No, just interested."

a/n: hello hello i just wanna point out some things i promise a/n notes will dissapear soon cuz im pretty sure I'm annoying you guys but here it goes

The drink was from once again you guessed it guys, Alcohol is For Married Couples Chapter 62. (i honestly love the manga thats why i get clear reference from it since the drinks in there seemed lighthearted)

i just made up the candies lol, i don't think there's a bitter diamond shaped candy out there or if there is i just dont know it yet

Pointing the Obvious: Cater is implied to be the candy and bartender reader likes him >:D

thats all lol hope u guys liked it.

#twst #twst fanfic #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twst cater #twst cater diamond #twst cater x reader #twst cater diamond x reader #cater diamond #cater x reader #silver bullet au #cater diamond x reader

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