#i would simp harder for epel if blavat sky didnt exist

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“i can hold the world in my hands” ver vi - ace, jack, epel & sebek

If you're still doing holding the world writing— how about with Ace, Ruggie, Jack, Lilia and Epel?

- from Anonymous 

Hi there!~ May I request "I can hold the entire world in my hands." with the first years boys? (Maybe Trey in exchange of Deuce?) . I love your writing!~

- from @silizu​

Hi! If you haven’t gotten requests for this yet, I was hoping you could do the world prompt with the remaining 1st years. I love your writing with the TWST boys so much!

- from @tullia-daragona​

A/N: Alright! I decided to just compile these three requests because they’re for the rest of the first years!~ These are the last “i can hold the world” requests in my inbox~ We’re almost completely done with this series! I’m a little sad that it’s almost over, but I’m also excited to share other projects--! I don’t want to spoil anything so please do look forward to it! 

@silizu​, thank you so much for loving my work! 

@tullia-daragona​ thank you so much! i always worry if i capture their characters well, so messages like this really cheer me up! ^^ 

Without further ado, let’s go!

other versions: ver i (dorm leaders), ver ii (deuce, leech twins, silver),

ver iv (ruggie, rook, lilia), ver v (trey), ver vi (this)

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Ace grinned as he spotted you from across the gym.

“Lemme just greet them!” he said to Floyd and Jamil (the former of which had to be held back by the latter, because he saw you too and ‘but I want a hug from Shrimpy!’ ‘Yeah, no’).

"Hey!” Ace panted as he reached you, “were you watching practice?” 

“Yeah!” you smiled up at him. “That was amazing Ace!” 

“Stop feeding his ego...” Grim huffed as he curled up in your lap and promptly dozed off. You laughed as you stroked Grim’s fur.

“Can you stay the whole time?” 

“Yup!” You raised your fist into the air. “I’ll be cheering you on Ace!” Ace shot you a self-satisfied smirk, and drew his face closer to yours.

“Won’t you give me something to encourage me by?”

“Eh? Is the promise of cheering not enough?” He shook his head rapidly.

“Hm...” your gaze wandered off briefly, before you looked back at Ace with a grin.

“Then, how about I tell you a secret~” 

“Ah?” Ace tilted his head, “it would depend on the secret.” 

“I can hold the world in my hands.” you whisper to him, and he pulled back--brow arched high.

“That can’t be possible. You said there wasn’t anything magic in your world.” 

“Come on, humor me Ace.” 

“Alright.” he crossed his arms, and cocked his head to the side. With a grin, you reached forward, and cupped his cheeks in your hands. His brows jerked upward.

“Tada~” you giggled at him. “I’m holding the world in my hands!” 

Ace felt the heat rise up his cheeks as soon as your words sunk in. His heart skipped a beat at the way you grinned at him with genuine affection.

‘Cute,’ he thought, ‘too cute.’ 

He pulled away, his eyes flickered in the other direction. 

“Whatever.” he said, with a pout. You raise a hand to your own face, as you giggled into your palm at his cute expression. His expression was embarrassed, and there was a bright red flush rising to his cheek.

‘Ace is cute too.’ You thought with a grin.

When he noticed your expression, his pout grew severe and he grabbed your face in his hands too. 

“Ace--mhmp!” 

He aggressively pressed your lips together, and your eyes instinctively slid shut. Ace nibbled lightly on your lower lip, and you felt the blood rush to your head at the sensation. When Ace pulled back, your lips were redder than usual--and so was your face.

He grinned, pleased with himself. 

“Now, that’s encouragement.”

“Ace!” you protested, as your hands raised to your cheeks--you felt the heat that radiated from them. He winked, and with a snicker began to walk back to the rest of the team players. 

“Hey [Name]!” you looked up, and he sent you a gentle smile that made the affection in his eyes shine brightly.

‘You’re my world too.’ He mouthed. Once you blushed, Ace felt his cheeks heat up too at his actions. He quickly turned away, and from a walk escalated his movement to a jog.

EXTRA:

You stared after your boyfriend, with loving eyes.

Grim, who had been jostled at your movement, just shot you a grumpy expression. 

On the other side of the court, Floyd began to squeeze the life out of Ace.

“Aaaaaa~ Aaaaaaaa~ What was that? That was so disgustingly cute, I’m going to squeeze you--” 

“Floyd, please let go of him...” Jamil sighed. 

“Good work out there, Jack.” you clapped your hands for him as he finally stopped in front of you. He gave a soft grunt of acknowledgement as he began to steady his breathing. He bent, and placed his palms onto his knees as he panted. When he turned to you, you were already holding out his jug. 

“Thanks.” He said, as he popped it open for a drink.

“Wanna sit and take a break? I sliced some peaches for refreshments.” He did as you suggested, as he sat beside you. You handed him a small lunch box set with a fork for him to use. He hesitated for a moment.

“You don’t have to do this, you know.” 

You smiled at that.

Though Jack sounded dismissive, it wasn’t that he didn’t want you doing these things--it was more like he didn’t need you to do these little things for him. He might not actually understand why you even want to always watch him during his morning runs--hang around with water and fruit during his breaks. 

“Nah, I want to do this Jack.” you said, and when he furrowed his brows, you added “you’re my boyfriend after all. I want to these things to show you that I’m cheering you on.” 

He immediately raises his unoccupied hand to hide the lower half of his face, his eyes flickered away from yours in embarrassment. However, with a quick glance--

‘Yup. His tail is wagging.’ you thought joyfully, before quickly making sure that when he turned back to you--you were looking at his face. No need for your boyfriend to know that he instinctively moves his tail around when he’s happy. 

“I know you’re cheering me on.” He finally said, “but it’s fine if you don’t show up sometimes okay? I don’t mind if you sleep in... or something. A lot of the seniors tell me that I wake up insanely early so...” 

“It’s fine. If I can make it, I will, if I don’t, I won’t.” you reach to lace your fingers with his. “I’m okay Jack. Anytime with you is worth it.” 

He doesn’t look particularly convinced, but he nodded, and turned his gaze back to the fruit you had cut for him. 

‘How do I convince him?’ 

“Hey Jack.”

“Yeah?” he asked, as he stuffed a fruit slice into his mouth.

“I can hold the world in my hands, you know.” 

“Hah?” he turned to you, confused. “Is that... possible?”

“Sure is.” you chirped, “want me to show you.” 

“Alright.” he answered slowly, as he ate another fruit slice.

Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, you slid one hand underneath his chin, and slowly turned his face to look at you. He looked at you strangely, one cheek round, because he had stopped chewing at your action. You slid your other hand to his other cheek and beamed at him.

“Like this.” You said, “I can hold the world like this.” 

He furrowed his brow in confusion, as he seemed to try and comprehend your statement. You see how he gets it by the way his ears and tail stiffen. 

“Wait you--” 

Then he proceeded to choke on the fruit slice in his mouth. He pulled away and doubled over as he coughed.

“Oh no--Jack, are you okay?” you frantically offered him a handkerchief and brought him his jug as his cough subsided to a wheeze. 

“I’m--” he wheezed, “okay--just, give me... a minute...” he raised his other hand to his to feel his heart, and the way it’s rhythm had increased because of your statement.

‘How--how do you shake my heart so effortlessly?’

He wondered, as he glanced at you from the corner of his eye. When you notice his glance, you shoot him a relieved smile, which made him feel his blush rise even further up his face. 

“You--” You leant forward.

“I--what?” you tilted your head, and he cleared his throat.

“Did you mean that?” 

“That you are my world?” You asked, and he blushed. Amused, you nodded, “of course I did Jack.” His eyes flickered away again, and you looked at his tail to notice that it began to wag gently.

Unfortunately for you, you weren’t quick enough this time. When his tail suddenly stilled, you looked back at Jack to see his face was beet red.

“Was my tail...?” 

“Eheh...” He abruptly stood up and began to walk off. “Ah! Wait! Jack! I’m sorry! I can’t help it! It’s so cute I didn’t want you to stop!” 

“Don’t call me cute!” he called back, his ears folded back lightly against his head, and you barely thought of an ‘awww’ before he growled at you, his face becoming an even brighter red shade. He quickly came up to you, and wrapped you in his warm embrace.

“You... you make my heart beat so fast... and you’ve always... just known how I feel--I” your face flushed red (from his statement, or the way you’re pressed against his muscles--you don’t know) “I--I want to know your heart too.” he finished softly, and you giggled against his pecs (his pecs!)

“Silly Jack, you already know my heart!” you pulled back to look up at his flushed face. “I told you right? I love you.” he turned away, his ears twitched and his tail moved again.

“K..keep quiet. Please.” 

--

Epel offered you another carved apple, which you happily took.

“Is it fine to eat such a pretty thing?” you sighed, as you stared in awe at the detailed rabbit in your hands.

“It’s fine.” Epel smiled at you, and you know how much he hated it--but your heart beats a little faster at the way the sunlight hits his lavender hair, and eyelashes. They make his blue eyes shine all the more--and it leaves you breathless.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Epel tilted his head, and blinked--his pale lashes tangled ever so briefly. 

“I’m just glad I have you for a boyfriend.” you tell him with a smile. At that, a light flush rose to his cheeks. 

“I’m not particularly strong, or masculine.” he finally said, as put down his knife. He frowned at himself in the mirror. “Are you sure you’re okay with that?”

Your heart twisted.

You’re lucky he lets you see his much more tender expressions--but Epel always struggled with his looks. Being someone who was raised in the farm, you could sort of understand that this perception was built by how his delicate features meant he was often coddled. Epel probably grew up with this perception that being skilled was better than being pretty--and that the scales weren’t in his favor. 

It didn’t help he was placed in Pomefiore, where they prized beauty above all else. 

But, Epel was forgetting one thing.

If anything, he truly did suit the House of the Beautiful Queen. 

“Epel,” you leant forward. “Listen--I do really think you fit the House of the Beautiful Queen above all else.”

“What? What do you mean?” he frowned. 

“The Beautiful Queen prized her beauty above all else, but.... being beautiful isn’t just about looking the part.” you said as you struggled to remember one of Vil’s many lectures, “Vil said it too right--that you have to also be skilled, to truly be beautiful.”

“I’m... I’m having a difficult time understanding.” 

“I’m saying Epel--if there’s anything you really need to take away from the Beautiful Queen is this--it’s owning, claiming your beauty, and finding a way to use it to your advantage to come out stronger.” His eyes widened in response. “Being beautiful doesn’t mean being weak. You just need to learn how to use it to make yourself stronger.” 

“Really? Is that what you think?”

You nod vigorously. 

“Epel, you--” you paused, “look, I know how to hold the world in my hands.” He stared at you quizzically at the sudden change in topic, but you only smiled. 

“Huh?”

“Here.” you gently cupped his face in your hands, and he froze--his already wide eyes become bigger as he looked at you. “You’re my world Epel. It makes me sad that you don’t see--you’re both beautiful and strong Epel. You’re not just one or the other. You’re both.”

Epel stared at you, startled--and in awe. The light hits your face, your eyes shimmer with pure love, and your smile is so kind. 

His heart skipped a beat--at your unfaltering love and devotion, despite his own insecurities.

He doesn’t understand why people still call him beautiful, with you right by his side. 

“I--thank you, [Name].” you beamed as you see that the way he looked at you meant that you had gotten your message across.

“That’s good!” you beamed, and as you pulled back your hands, Epel grabbed one and pressed a soft kiss against it. He reached his other hand to brush your cheeks as well.

“[Name]... I want you to know that you’re incredibly beautiful too,” he paused. “and I’ll kick anyone’s arse if they think otherwise.”

You felt yourself blush at that, and you ducked your head--you felt bashful.

“Thank you Epel.” 

“And...” 

You looked up at him, and he sent you a heartrending smile.

“You’re my world too.” 

--

"Choose Sebek!” You demanded, with your arms wrapped around yourself. “Malleus or me?”

Sebek immediately sputtered in response, his face contorted into an uncomfortable expression which proved to you that he couldn’t choose. 

(Somewhere behind you, Lilia let out a low “oooooh”, and Silver snorted himself awake, muttering “whazzat.” To which the fae actually ‘shushed’ him.)

At any other time, you would’ve shot Lilia an incredulous look, but you were busy staring at the stuttering student.

“That is... I--” he swallowed, his eyes darted around nervously before he met your gaze again. 

“It’s fine Sebek.” you sighed, as you shot him a false smile. “I was joking.” 

“You were?” Sebek perked up.

(”Of course she wasn’t!” Lilia said, the telltale sound of crunching made you twitch--was he eating your popcorn? Watching this confrontation? Like a drama?)

Sebek glanced behind you then looked at you again.

Of course you weren’t joking. 

Well, half-joking really.

You had, earlier, complained to Lilia that Sebek would often still chose Malleus over you.

(”Then test him!” Lilia said, with an excited gleam in his eyes. For real--that old man loved his drama.)

So after being hyped up by Lilia, you had decided to ask him this question. You had wanted to know if he’d pick Malleus or you in an instant.

Some very insecure part of you worried endlessly that he’d immediately pick Malleus without a second thought, so it took all your courage to actually see what he’d chose. On the other hand, you really didn’t want to do this. Malleus was important to him--you got that but sometimes--

You wondered if you were any important to him as he was to you. 

That he had difficulty choosing--’Well that meant something right?’ you thought to yourself. ‘That there’s a chance he might chose me.’ 

Though you were disappointed he hadn’t chosen you instantly, you tried to tell yourself to be satisfied with his indecision at least. 

However, you’d make one thing clear to him...

“Listen, Sebek.” he flinched and met your gaze again.

“Yeah?” 

“I can hold the world in my hands.” You hold his gaze steadily. “This is something Malleus probably cannot do.”

He bristled lightly at that, his instinct was to defend his lord--that is until you stepped closer and cupped his face in your warm hands. 

“I’m holding my world.” You confessed, and he more than feels his face reddened at the realization--what you’re trying to get across to him--

‘I chose you Sebek.’

‘I chose you.’ 

Your eyes glimmered.

‘Could you choose me?’ 

Just as quickly as you held him, you let go of him and shot him a weak smile. 

“Well, that’s all I wanted to say.” you said before you moved to take the seat next to Lilia. Sebek hesitantly took the seat next to you, and he would glance at you then down on his hands again. 

‘You chose me... without thinking twice... I...’ his fist clenched, ‘why can’t I do the same for you...?’ 

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#aiwrites #aiscenarios #twisted wonderland #twst #twst scenarios #twst ace #twst jack #twst epel #twst sebek #actually ace is the one who owns a braincell between deuce grim and him tbh #jack is cute and i want to touch his tail... #i would simp harder for epel if blavat sky didnt exist #in conclusion sebek is the hardest first year to write for #romantically atleast--im interested how they'll handle his character arc... #ai twst hold series