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kalims · 3 months

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he's a ten but he...

premise. sometimes certain bad habits of theirs make their overall rating just a tad bit lower—besides the fact that they keep doing it.

characters. dorm leaders

content. gender neutral reader

malleus (doesn't have a sense of space)

"look beastie, that flower is a native of ours,"

"I agree mal, but I didn't think you taking up the entirety of my seat will make me see it better,"

he blinks, then shrugs.

like i said, has NO sense of space.

if an average person would make an excuse to constantly be in physical contact with who they admire, then malleus is the complete opposite. well, not entirely but he doesn't even bother to construct an explanation as to why he's literally sat over your seat when you coincidentally get put in a table together.

if you start questioning him about it the most you'll get in a very outright 'because he wanted to.' it's not even one of those sarcastic replies he's 100% serious!

cause he believes there's no use in lying about things to be honest.. to further emphasize that, if he ever acts like he does hold fondness for you that surpasses the platonic meter but doesn't mention it he probably hasn't realized yet.

if he did he'd already walk over and bluntly tell you about it.

(I wish I could be that unbothered.)

lilia thinks it's the cutest thing though. you swear you see flashes of light for a split second from the ceiling but when you look up there's only a suspicious swinging chandelier.

^ totally has his own album full of pictures.

if malleus ever discovers it he won't even be disturbed, probably would ask for a copy 💯

since human lives, and their bodies are so fragile he'd taken it upon himself to protect you from harm. even if it means trailing behind you everywhere way too close for comfort, or standing a bees wing away.

while he is respectful most of the time, he's encouraged if you don't comment. if anything, he seems pleased you dont seem to be bothered! (and it'll get harder to tell him to stop when he's so happy the more you let it happen..)

"child of man, have you slept?"

*starts leaning his body forward, to squint at your eyes.* practically right in front of your face.

"WTF."

not even a warning or anything! but atleast he's concerned?

idia (won't even show up for anything and insists a 'virtual' date is better.')

user: where tf r u??

ghoul666: WDYM? at the dorm?

user: IVE BEEN WAITING HERE FOR 20 MINUTES

unintentionally stood you up 💀

you literally have to tell him that you're waiting for him to arrive at the specified area you discussed where your date would take place but would end up vastly irritated when he questions if you guys even did.

ghoul666: we do??

user: I'm taking my minecraft bed away from urs.

ghoul666: NO PLS

ghoul666: HELLO????

next time you log in minecraft it's probably because he begged you to play, you WILL end up seeing some kind of structure that probably took days to make. that's not even the entire thing cause the inside is entirely decorated to your taste.

in short: he constructed some kind of venue for a wedding.. even changed his skin to wear a tuxedo 😭

though he has sparked your pettiness, hence the ignoring him period. even you have got to admit that it's freaking adorable...

big sign, emphasis on please: Im sorry pls put ur minecraft bed back I can't sleep w/o u and I have to wait entire days for it to turn into morning :(

with what he's built you're sure it's 65% true.

if you do end up forgiving him, few weeks later attempting to schedule another date will only end up in naught.

ghoul666: can we not go there

user: 😐

user: you are testing my patience love

ghoul666: 😓 (he is screeching about the term of endearment part btw KABSJAJSAJA ortho would enter his room very concerned.)

ghoul666: how abt

ghoul666: mimic together? call

user: sighs

user: I'm only agreeing cause I want to spend time with you

queue more screeching from his end that you're completely oblivious to.

the only screeching you're gonna hear though is when you guys do get into call as you play, and it's mainly out of terror when his soul gets sent to the void ascending when the entity pops out of a corner and starts chasing him.

"I GOT THIS. ILL CARRY U THIS IS FINE" *screams again* but really wants to impress you so he pushes through.

unsurprisingly does carry you.

asks to match avatars right after (idia love languange)

vil (frets over you way too much.)

"vil, did you see the chocolate in the freezer?"

"oh, that? I noticed that you've already gone through the ideal number of bars this week so I took it upon myself to make sure you don't go sick on me,"

"I love you but please give it back—"

"I love you too, and no."

disclaimer: he does this for your own good 😜 (average mom excuse.)

looks out for you more than he does for his own dorm residents. everyone is wondering where he ran off to after class, especially since he's the one that scheduled the pomefiore meeting every fridays!

and to think he was the one getting irritated over the more newer first years for being late..

*shows up literally half an hour in*

why you ask? you simply shouldn't have texted him about abandoning your daily walk together through the gardens in favor of catching sleep since you called in sick (you're suspicious if crewel really did go in to check for proof, and not concern.)

vil's really feeling the absolute regret of not checking his phone during classes.. well, he only saw the message which was coincidentally sent like somehow ONE minute after the lecture started and he's only seeing it 59 minutes later.

oh you poor thing!! though the lunch break is short, he has about 5 minutes for a trip to the mirror chamber..

you'd think the 'seen' icon below your message was a weird omen for something you're not sure but it must be doom cause vil is right at the front porch of your crappy dorm. at his own expense?! looking more disheveled than you've seen him before.

if a few stray hairs was disheveled at all. more importantly, he still looked drop dead gorgeous!

you probably looked quite terrible with the blanket draped around your shoulders looking like you just crawled out of your grave, because he looked absolutely mortified at your state.

"oh great sevens.." he looked like he was faint, huffing and fanning himself with his hand. "look at you, why didn't you tell me sooner, darling?"

you blink, swallowing to make your throat less dry but your voice still comes out raspy. "I did, like an hour ago—" without your invitation whatsoever, he steps in. promptly shutting the door behind him (which surprisingly still stands sturdy.)

vil takes a hold of your shoulders before reaching his hands upwards to tilt your face around. "you should have sent earlier," he says. you keep in the comment that you were sleeping during it, and you told him about it during second period so.. "your face is so pale."

you sigh.

"yeah, I just saw. I know, I look hideous right now."

vil frowns at you, stopping to angle your face at him. "don't ever say that. I always find you beautiful even if you are.." he glances at you from face to toe, then back up. "sickly."

"... I feel offended."

"hmph, shush now. let me draw you a bath then I know something that will boost your system."

after much coaxing in his end, you reluctantly take a warm bath in the hopefully hygienic bathroom. true to his word, vil did... concoct something. though it looked pretty the random steam that flew from it was really suspicious.

the residents don't dare to question, except rook of course. who already knew what transpired! :)

epel: 😃 (atleast vil wasn't around.)

"roi du poison~ tell me, tell me! is the trickster well? have you cured them with your love?"

"rook, you have 5 seconds to get out of my face."

rook giggles away.

kalim (thinks money will buy anything, including your forgiveness.)

"here!" there's a suspiciously bright smile on his face as he hands you.. some keys?

you deadpan, jingling it in your hands. it weighs heavy than the average, probably because of the fact that it's literally made of gold. "... kalim what is this?" you emit a sigh, from suspicion and concern.

"a gift!"

"wait why does it say lot 111--"

as you can already, that was an actual, literal house. which you imagine would probably be a lots more grand, and new compared to your old baby ramshackle.

but you do love it despite it's love for falling apart at the most inconvenient of times..

fighting with kalim was rare but it was hard to even argue with him because the notion of disagreements are so bizarre to him that he unintentionally doesn't treat you seriously with your concerns, accidentally downplaying them aaaand now you're upset.

after the ranting to jamil about how you must be busy with a lot, since you haven't even talked to him in the past 2 days. all it took was a side glance to his friend in denial and jamil immediately knew.

"what do you mean they're mad!? D:"

"just.. go apologize, I don't want to get caught up in this."

if his definition of an apology is buying you an entire house...

( ^ it is btw.)

kalim really doesn't mean any harm. he just really wants to sate whatever anger you held for him <- maybe he's overthinking it but it's kalim so he's 99% sure it's his fault! even though it hasn't even been confirmed from your end he'd probably accept it whole heartedly.

he wanted you to talk to him again so badly that he wouldn’t mind showering you with houses... since your living situation doesn't live up to your kindness (sorry ramshackle love u xx)

you know what. he wouldn't even notice he's the reason you're upset at first even though he's been asking around on who put you in that mood. despite himself being the perpetrator but he didn't really know that did he?

the only reason he does is because he assumed you were just because you avoided him like some sort of.. cockroach! (he dislikes those.) and he couldn't take it anymore.

was probably 1 sec away from barging into your dorm which wouldn't take a lot of effort since one ram to the door would probably break it.

bless jamil for jailing all the carpets so kalim doesn't find them.

even if said carpets fling him off when he's riding them.

"kalim, why would you buy a literal house... and you also got a rare address paid--"

"for them! ;D"

"... you do know they'd be more offended by the fact that you'd try to replace that.., ahem. dorm, right?"

"oh... should I buy them a vehicle then?"

you only promise to forgive him once he takes back the keys, and the house entirely...

(grim begged you to keep it, 'house for him apparently.')

azul (keeps trying to offer you discounts thinking it's a good excuse to have you over.)

"I assure you. you'll find no deal better than this."

"I'm not even that hungry for sea food, actually I'm craving some--"

"you're in luck then! ahem, it's 26% off due to a special event for today."

pro tip: keep insisting to eat at other places cause he's gonna keep increasing the discount by 2% until you eventually relent. once, you made him go to the point of 75% off, it's almost hilarious if not for the fact it only worked once.

now he won't go last 50!

ahem. if you look closely you can almost spot tiny cracks accumulating with each denial you respond with, and each increase of his discount. he's grown to be wary about the bullshit 'lucky' promos you just happen to stumble on.

last time you did he practically lost a week's worth of the presumed income he's predicted cause you actually went around and told your first year friends about it... who.. in turn told some, other friends of theirs about it and you could guess.

love must hurt.. and unfortunately it's his wallet wailing.

but azul is not so easily swayed by this! for you have swayed him first! *wink wonk*

but azul has another trick up his sleeve... keeping on roping jade and floyd into it; whom are far too enthusiastic cause finally— something fun to do! someone to bother! not only have you got the most stubborn octopus having frequent suspicious 'deals' but here are his equally suspicious lackeys.

who keeps.. talking about fried octopus..

yeah, you're not sure if preaching about azul’s species is the job they were assigned.

they're fairly easy to point in the right direction anyways. the tweels have always associated you with the word 'fun' so just a little, friendly suggestion from and they were off to their merry way. mortifying every single person you come across with their sudden attachment.

one of their tricks? following you around. and just somehow, every single place you enter is just mysteriously full even though you peered inside and there was like 7 tables empty. what are they hosting? ghosts? spirits?

...

they do look like they've seen some though..

jade rn: "a shame indeed, you must be hungry. why don't we escort you back to monstro lounge?" :)

long story short you can't even reply cause the sleek eel is already guiding you around by the use of his hands on your shoulders. just to make sure you don't stray away from the destination, he says.

"didn't you say that yesterday's promo was like, a one day thing?" you quirk a brow, and you almost fool yourself into thinking he flinched.

azul clears his throat. "well—today is.. the month before you've graced octavinelle with your assistance—"

he praises himself for his quick thinking.

COME ON! it doesn't matter if you're sick of eating stir fried shrimp, or the butter one, or every single dish they serve that includes shrimp! (also do not mention that you ate somewhere else before you just decide to visit his dorm because that establishment just mysteriously got filed a non-legal business report.)

then you've got floyd chasing you around with a fork. which is more terrifying because he's holding it in a notion that would seem like he'd just stab down at you when he catches up with your little goose chase.

it's just.. you're not sure if your stomach could take another bite of the poor food he stabbed into, and is now chasing you around with.

you screech. "JADE PLEASE."

the man shrugs. "it's a free taste."

"AZUL."

"... only on a condition of course."

frankly. it took all the balls he had to actually sputter out the most simplest sentence ever, cause during the time he rehearsed that in front of his mirror it just plagued him with embarrassment but he's getting desperate.

'I'd like to take you out to dinner, somewhere else of course.'

actually, maybe obliterating any possible craving for the food of his lounge just might've been part of his plans to ask you out..?

leona (prevents you from actually being productive via dragging you down to 'nap' every. single. time.)

"I will literally fail if you don't let go of me right now."

"hmph. so what? it's not like failing a grade killed anyone."

"leona just because you've lived through a lot of fails doesn't mean I have to, we're not all rich enough to not finish school."

to which he'd retaliate that all you'd need is to marry him and you'd be set for life.

there is no winning an argument with leona when it comes to his naps. if he states that you're to be next to him as he sleeps, its final. no buts, no retaliations, cause apparently they're all invalid according to him even if you drag him to court.

rhetorically of course, that if its a comical court scene his only statements are; 'well you're wrong', 'who cares', and 'i dont care'. one way or another he's still gonna win you over and now you're fit snugly in his arms, lamenting.

and if crowley chastises you for not doing the errands (via leona's common interference.) the only thing you need to honestly do is to complain to leona about it and suddenly crowley has the kindness to forgive you for your 'laziness' then says something about enjoying your time together?

leona's work no doubt.

you suppose he does has its perks. even if most of it isn't exactly ideal.

if you're being smart then you should give him an ultimatum or something, or bribe him. but... that really has no guarantee to work either cause you're ending up defeated, or just defeated and flustered since he's somehow unconsciously flirty.

at the end of the day you can't really hate him cause the following day you find out he sent an already sleep deprived ruggie to do your work. 'so you can shut your fussing up and let me enjoy you.' he says, and you quote.

it goes something like;

"if i finish my work i'll stick by you all day."

a stready flow of confidence keeps your voice firm as you glower down at the blank-faced leona sat on the grass. he merely tilts his head, raising a brow at you and seemingly pondering from the way his eyes fly to the sky.

you'd think that maybe your plan actually worked but he merely grunts and flops backwards, holding the back of his head with his palms as he laid. and! he ignores you.

...this little greedy man... "why should i care whether or not you finish your work?" he huffs, like the evil, arrogant spawn he is but you can't really defend yourself cause said evil spawn bewitched you so much that you actually still like him.

"because you care about me?"

"...fine," he scowls, releasing a breath you'd mistake for irritation. "then, do you really think i need you to finish your work when i can just keep you right here?"

you sulk. "i'll do anything you want?"

he deadpans as if you said something stupid. "i don't need you to anything else but sit still and be pretty."

...

see what i mean about him eventually winning you over? yeah.

next morning there's a rebellion in savanaclaw about overworked residents and ruggie is the head of them.

"he said that he doesn't need you today." <- ruggie, steering you away.

"really?" <- you, confused

riddle (overthinks TOO HARD.)

“I'm just a little busy.”

“I understand,” riddle says.

“I'm just a little busy.” he understands.

“a little busy.” its just… a small thought…

“I'm just busy.” his mind is a hazard at this point.

for someone as supposedly maintained as riddle—you'd think his mind is as composed as it is organized. like the pens you'd perfectly align in correlation to order of colors, or the neat pile of clothing folded neatly, tucked in some corner in your closet that is farther in since it's used less.

that's just how he is, or at least seems to be. a bundle of organized thoughts, every thought connected to another. a mind too clean to be going on haywire (when he isn't in a particular mood, that is.)

you're just busy. he thinks. you said it yourself, with that agonizingly nice smile that must be sprinkled with some kind of spell from the way it just eradicated all the protests in his throat upon sight. he isn't one to question it, he wants to help but not if you don't ask.

he can only stare with resigned acceptance at your insomnia induced eyes.

but when the curtain of darkness befalls night raven college, even in the comfort of heartslabyul is he still thinking about that thought–and he can’t help but wonder; why exactly are you busy? its not that he’s suddenly hyper aware of your lack of presence since you’ve been attached to the hip the previous week and now you’re just.

…busy…

riddle likes to think of himself as a level-headed, private person. like the boy he raised himself to be and therefore proud of. but its way past 10AM. which is usually the time he sleeps, and let me tell you that he’s never once broke the cycle for years. yet here he is, a frown of frustration present on his face as he wills his mind to sleep.

somehow closing his eyes felt forced, he immediately snapped them open once his mind decides to conjure an image of you even in the darkness his lids offers.

“THIS IS ABSURD.”

and the yell promptly woke up the entire dorm from the ferocity of his scream. (and of course gave them the flashback of their year.)

that night was one of the worst he’s ever had because he woke up with red rimmed eyes and a pounding headache that ensured his bad mood the rest of the day.

everyone noted to steer clear.

and he unknowingly steered clear of yours since you were ‘busy.’

“why are you sulking?” a voice queried, spoken as though they were eating something as they asked. a reprimand rises in his throat, but it all just dies down once his sharp eyes settle on you, slipping into the seat in front of him then raising a brow and the traces of irritation practically evaporates from his eyes.

he feels the need to cough–so he does. “i’m– i’m not.” he clears his throat, avoiding your eyes but still sneaking in glances, something he notes is that you’re still looking everytime he does. (and boring an unimpressed face because he knows you don’t believe him at all.)

guilt rises in his mind, because he feels a slither of annoyance and its the presence of pettiness that bothers him. riddle knows you’re not at fault, just his mind at convincing that you just somehow decided in the span of a day that you might not like him anymore–so he can’t help the bite.

“why are you here?” a glance not intended to look mean.

“i thought you were busy.” he adds.

your brows raise, he spots your teeth holding your lips back from showing your grin and he feels warm. “what?” he hisses defensively, despite you not even having replied to him yet.

he leans backwards, straightening up in his seat when your chin leans forward, resting on your intertwined fingers. you flash him a smile.

“mr. rosehearts, are you perhaps… sulking because i’m busy?”

“no!”

silence.

“no.” he repeats, weaker.

“well,” you continue, beaming. “i heard from ace that you were awake the entire night, and that you kept him awake too. are you alright?”

he sputters. “it wasn’t because of you!”

you snort. “i didn’t even say anything about me.”

so you incline to following riddle around, poking fun at him and still trailing after the seemingly enraged red head because despite his angry protests, demanding you to go away because you’re annoying he keeps glancing back to see if you’ll follow,

so cute…….

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etheries1015 · 10 months

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Twisted wonderland characters : Would they wait until marriage? Shit post 18+ minors dni

Featuring: trey, leona, epel, vil, malleus, Lilia, Idia, Azul, Cater, Jade, Floyd, Rook

Warnings: 18+ , not proofread

Trey- probably not, thinks about it, but in the end it doesn't matter if yall wait or not he knows you're the one he WILL marry, so doing it now, doing it then...makes no difference to him

Leona- no

Leona- okay but seriously be probably told his family that y'all are waiting (being apart of royalty or whatever I guess) but no, the second you have an opening he is tearing your clothes off and having his way with you.

Epel- I'd say yes because it seems like maybe it'd apart of his family values, I dunno. But you could probably convince him otherwise ngl, his resolve isnt too strong in this aspect

Vil- Is very gentlemenly but doesn't wanna wait. He loves going to down on you after a rough day of work, taking the days stress out on your body

Azul- not waiting one bit. He loves to study you, your body, your legs, your other extremeties. Also possessive as fuck, so will leave light marks on your body afterwards

Malleus- Probably says he will, until he gets into a heat (a dragon thing that I decided is cannon) and loses control. Haha yeah no, he has such a breeding kink he is stuffing you to the brim. But he apologizes profusely afterwards and pouts "are you sure you still want to marry such an impatient fae such as myself?" ...shut up and breed MC again.

Lilia- prolly won't get married ever, so he's down for it whenever. He's playing video games and you get the horny? "Lilia pls" "after this raid hold on" "but I can't" you guys are so open sexually that you can honestly not be embarrassed asking to try new things with him either.

Riddle - absolutely waiting. His pride. Won't. Let. Him. He must practice being patient and refuses to allow himself upon you until he feels confident in his future and your relationship.

Idia- you see that pile of hard dried socks next to that anime body pillow? Yeah. You're his sock replacement.

Cater- Nope. Probably asks to record it too. Maybe sell it on only fans and get some money

Jade- also probably asking to record it. I have no basis for this but I think he genuinely would.

Floyd- Hahahaha no and I will not elaborate

Rook- Actually maybe. I think he would hold out for like, two years, but not without giving him a few blowjobs and handjobs, and he using his skilled hands on yourself...but not actually inserting himself until marriage. I dunno. Just feels right for him.

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meerkeri · 2 years

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People are taking the phantom bride event too serious 💀💀💀

#my brother in the Seven #it is a FUNNY EVENT #embarrassing for all you ur acting like 2013 tumblr #what are you gonna do next harass the creators cause ‘your baby Idia was almost killed in an event that has no significance to the story’#actually #there’s probably some of y’all that already do that #anyways stan the ghost princess I wish I could marry her #she FINE ASLLL

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married-to-google-translater · 2 years

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Um...hi how are you? I really love your work and you are such a good writer so can I please request a fluffy romantic headcanon for Azul, Floyd, Malleus, Leona and Idia with a fem reader who has big boobs and the boys accidentally or maybe on purpose (you decided it) bump into their chest and a "so soft" slip out of their mouth and reader gets really flustered and the boys just smirk at them.

I got the idea from this picture I found on Pinterest

....

Yeeeeeeees this is Fluffy. 100% fluffy. You're cursed if you even dare to think about anything else. Eheheheheeeee. *Nervous laugh*

Ur mind is dirty. Not mine.

Also I am good.

Malleus Draconia

Horned boy can also sometimes be horny.

Usually, Malleus would only do this in private.

But he can also do this during mating season.

Often when he is jealous.

Which is surprisingly often.

Not even the moral police Sebek can stop him.

( Poor Sebek gets a heart attack every time. )

It's really hard to predict.

One moment Malleus is cuddling with you like normal and the next his head is on your chest.

*insert horny dragon noises here.*

And it's really hard to get the dragon to move away.

Malleus always wants "five more minutes".

And soon you realize that you have been in this position for many hours.

He also does not like to share the attention.

Don't be on the phone at the same time.

Otherwise, your phone may learn to fly.

"Please Y/N give me five more minutes. Yes, I know he said. I saw it three hours ago, but it's really good to be here. Don't you love me enough to give it to me? Yes, I know I said this too three hours ago."

Floyd Leech

Floyd would be the worst.

he hasn't seen many big breasts in his life. Floyd is a teenager so of course breasts are of interest.

He has no idea what is appropriate in public and what is not.

So because of that, Floyd can do this almost anywhere.

Who cares if someone sees it?

You are his partner so Floyd has a "right" to do this.

He would really enjoy this.

Your breasts are just so soft.

Floyd likes to play with them.

( We won't talk more about this. )

He also enjoys how "cute" you look when you blush.

Floyd would definitely tease you about it.

That would make you blush even more.

Either out of anger or embarrassment.

Who knows.

This also happens often.

At least once a day.

But Floyd is so sneaky that he never reveals when it happens.

"Eheheheheeee shrimpy is all red. Like boiled shrimp. This feels really nice. So what if someone stares? I can 'squeeze' them if they complain."

Leona Kingscholar

You would be in a relationship.

Otherwise, Leona would never do this.

"Respect women" juice is too good.

Leona would be sneaky with this one.

He's just pretending he's coming to sleep on your lap.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

But then he puts his head on your chest instead of your lap.

And he really doesn't want to move.

Leona thinks your breasts are really soft.

Like a giant pillow.

However, he would like to tease you a little.

It would be fun.

It doesn't matter if this happens in public or not.

But if it happened in public, Leona would enjoy the embarrassment of other people.

It's best to start carrying a water bottle with you.

It's really hard to get this big cat to move without it.

And when Leona realizes how nice your breasts are s

he starts doing this more often.

Just wait.

You really should start carrying a water bottle with you.

" Hey herbivore can you be a little quieter? I'm trying to sleep here. It's not my fault your breasts are as comfortable as the pillows. *

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul would be jealous.

He noticed that some unknown person was flirting with you.

And Azul couldn't take it.

He wanted to do something to remind him that you are his partner.

And that's when he got that idea.

Or, actually, he didn't come up with that idea.

Jade and Floyd figured it out.

The lesson of the story: don't follow ideas invented by eels.

Azul walked up to you like normal.

Then he bent down to the level of your breasts and you can find the rest in the picture that came with the request.

He could feel you blushing.

And saw how the person you were talking to blushed.

Azul would secretly enjoy this.

If the person didn't leave Azul would start doing more "things".

He enjoys the sounds you make.

Maybe he should try this somewhere else too.

😏😏😏😏

Azul has found a new dimension of pleasure.

He wants to do this more often.

" It felt surprisingly nice. Oh why did I do that? Well I just wanted to show you are my angelfish. We should do that again. Maybe more privately. What do you say?"

Idia Shroud

Idia might be to do this once.

But that would require a level 300 affection.

That is, about two years of dating and three years of a real relationship.

After that, if the stars are in the right position and Idia is sugar drunk enough, this might happen.

It would last about three minutes at most.

At least ten seconds.

After that, you wouldn't be the only one who was really red.

Secretly, Idia would be excited.

But still he retreats under the bed and refuses to come out.

The whole incident embarrasses him a lot.

Especially after the fact.

He won't be able to look at you properly for months.

However, He secretly enjoyed it.

Idia just doesn't want to admit it to himself.

And especially not for you.

Let's just hope Ortho didn't see this.

"No I'm not coming out! Can't you leave me food behind the door?"

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lorkai · 9 months

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Silly and self Indulgent scenario that's been living in my head since I've started learning coding like javascript and html awhile ago, like pls let Idia teach me, I'll listen to everything he has say. Or not. Probably not. I would probably be looking at him all the time like 👀💞.

Coming from someone as quiet as Idia, people would think that he only hides inside his room and that only silence surrounds him. But that was far from true, Idia laughed, screamed or hummed all the time when he was safe and sound inside those comforting walls and, like now, his fingers tapped the keyboard keys frantically.

"What's that supposed to be?" You asked, pointing to a series of strange codes on Idia's dimly lit computer screen. How he could see with all the lights off, you didn't know. But at least, you now knew why he complained about his eyes hurting.

Idia replied without turning around, "They're called arrays. They're used to store more than one code inside a variable, Yuu-shi."

You made an understanding sound even though you didn't understand what that meant. You remembered a thing or two about your world's programming, but the memories were blurred and as today was an especially calm day, you decided to pull a chair close to his desk and sit next to Idia to watch him work. Maybe it would help to understand what those "arrays" were for if you could watch him, besides it was fun.

You noticed how his fingers trembled slightly against the keyboard and the ends of his hair turned pink at your sudden approach, but you preferred to spare him the embarrassment and just watch him create his codes. It was almost peaceful the sound of his fingers and his soft humming.

"That's an opening tag right there, right?" You pointed again not sure and he nodded.

"Yuu-shi..." He mumbled as if unsure of his proposal. Even though you're friends, he's too scared to voice his ideas sometimes and you don't force him to say anything while you wait for him to search for the right words. Finally after a few seconds Idia turns to you with a small smile on his face. "S-sit closer, you'll be able to see better that way. I can even explain what each code is for if that doesn't bore you."

That was his shy way of saying that he would like to have you around and that he didn't mind your questions, and you readily nodded, pulling the chair closer and resting your face in your hand. Idia kept working, fingers practicing typing over and over entire columns of tags and other codes that you gradually remembered the name.

"Yuu-shi, you never told me that you, uh, liked programming." He mutters uncertainly. But then a wide smile spreads across his lips and he looks at you sideways, laughing sinisterly. "But that means I can teach you everything I know, and after I've stuffed all possible coding knowledge into your little pretty head, Yuu-shi, you will evolve from an R card to a UR+."

You shudder comically, wondering if it was too late to run. But Idia's cool hand closes over your wrist and his slender fingers find their way to yours, lacing them together as he opens another page on his computer.

"Let's start with your lesson, Yuu-shi, and... And, uh... And if you get everything right, I have a reward in mind." Idia declares, a rosy blush taking over his face.

And truly how couldn't you deny him that?

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst idia #twst idia shroud #idia x yuu #idia x reader #idia x mc #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #idia shroud x yuu #idia shroud x mc #fluff #fluffy #lorkai headcanon

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iameliseposts · 1 year

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can i request “Whattt, I’m not lying…” 🙈 with riddle and idia? love ur work!!

Ooh this is my last 200 followers event prompt request! I loved doing each and everyone one of these.

I wasn't sure whenever to make this hcs or full writing, so I did both! I hope you enjoy!

“Whattt, I’m not lying…” Riddle x MC, Idia x MC 200 Followers Event

Riddle Rosehearts

Today was a bright day

Up above, the sun gleams through the barrage of cloud and lightens the land below

And on the ground, Riddle’s face was so red it could be considered some sort of shining star

“WHAT ARE YOU BOTH DOING??” He screamed at the top of his lungs without his voice cracking (man is a professional)

Ace and Deuce looked at each other and then the ground; best not to stare at the bright sun that is Riddle’s face

So maybeee burning the roses was a bad idea, but it’s not like it was their fault

They didn’t mean to magically produce fire instead of red paint

They could feel the incoming 2 hour lecture they’d have to sit through with a 1000 word apology letter that followed suite

But instead they heard, “Riddle! How could you???”

Riddle’s face looked as panicked as Ace and Deuce looked before

Behind Riddle was you

And you were clearly mad

“Rose, I promise I have a good reason to-”

“And I didn’t want you to be too mad at my friends!” You huffed, looking away. Riddle shook his hands violently to try to convince you. “I… I wasn’t mad.”

You looked at him, his face still red, though now it was because he was flushed. “You weren’t mad? Really? Your face tells me you’re lying.” “No, no, not at all.” Riddle sucked in a breath, mentally preparing himself, “I was about to tell them that… they should do better next time.”

Ace and Deuce immediately fled to their rooms, thrilled that they got out of punishment.

After all, you were the only one who could glare at the sun.

Idia Shroud

Idia tapped his foot rapidly as he leered on his computer screen

The sound of buttons tapping was the only noise filling the air, as the flame haired man only focused on his game

Beside him was his phone that was buzzing over and over

He didn’t notice, as he had his headphones in and was too absorbed in his hobby

“Hah, w for me. I was expecting this tournament to be easy, but it’s this easy? Might as well hop into another tournament to kill time.”

Idia has been spending more time on his games now than before

Ortho has been working on a big group project with a couple other first years, so he wasn’t in their shared room often

Without Ortho, Idia doesn’t have Ortho to tinker with or have someone to scold him for not going out

That was, until you came into his life

“This time, I’ll finish them in one turn.”

Right before he started another game up, the door swung open behind him and in came you

“I knew it! You were still in your room!” You pointed a finger towards Idia accusingly. “Have you been ignoring my texts?”

Idia jumped in his gaming chair, nearly falling over and taking his table down with him. “H-how did you get in here?? A-and I didn’t ignore you…” He looked over at his phone, seeing the several notifications. Oops…

You crossed your arms and turned your head away. “You said you would come out of your room this week. You promised! It’s Sunday and you haven’t come out to see me.” “No I… I was gonna come out.” He wasn’t very convincing.

You just looked at him, deadpanned. You didn’t even need to say anything.

Idia mentally gulped as he stood up. “I’m not lying! But we’re coming back in an hour. We can play a m-multiplayer game, if you’re interested.”

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roo-roo-roo · 6 months

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May I have a platonic letter response from Idia Shroud for 'Letters to My Prefect'? Public response is fine. Just take your time you need.

What's up Idia (XxShroudxX)? Thanks for being my virtual brother-in-arms, you've gotten me through so many difficulties (irl or otherwise).

I can't believe it's been two years since I first met you in that waiting lobby and even more so cannot believe you were actually from another world! (Or that I got isekai'd here.. I really thought you were just roleplaying)

It's been nice getting to know who player two really is from behind the controller. Know that no matter who I meet and form a connection with in this world you'll always be my first link and guiding star.

Anyways I've been rewatching Neon Genesis Envangelion and-

rambling ensues

Hi there, Prefect! Thanks for sending a request to me, and I hope you like what I made for you!

Note: English is not my first language so I'm sorry for grammatical and punctuation errors.

Letters to my Prefect || Idia Shroud

Text Version:

Hey, Voidless. You know you could’ve just called me so we could play that new RPG you got? And what’s with the sappiness? You know that’s what normies do, right? Bahhh… who am I kidding… You’re the only one I can stand when it comes to these types of things. In fact, you mean a lot to me as much as Ortho does. So I’ll humor you and send you a letter… or an e-mail. Whatever you wanna call it. Ugh… the more I continue to type, the more I feel icky with this softie thing. I should’ve been used to this by now… but that’s beside the point! I guess you can say that I can’t believe this too. Before you came along, the only online buddy I had was Muscle Red. Not to mention, when I started to recognize you after you got isekai’d in Twisted Wonderland, I actually got scared. And no, I wasn’t worried for your safety haha. (Tho, I’m happy ur like… uh… c-comfy here with us.) The thought of meeting someone IRL—especially someone you know online—is just strange to me y’know? We both know that I’m not the best with social interactions. Most of the time I look like a total doof, but I’m glad you came along. The fact that you made things easier for me makes me think that reality is actually pretty fun (please don't tell the others I'm saying these things. I won't pay for the next limited edition skin if you do-). Hardmode levels are not always exciting but these changes like you, are. Anyway, I’m happy that we get to gain more EXP together as time goes on. You and Ortho are my Sun and Moon after all. Both of you make me want to get out a little more and see the sky for myself. I’m not gonna make it easy for you though LOL. You gotta give me a boon in exchange for my IRL presence outside. Come over. I’m not letting you rewatch Evangelion without me. P.S. Are we not over the debate of who’s Player #1 between the two of us??? I thought it was me… I did win our last match, yeah? Hmph. Whatever, I’ll let this go, for now. But don’t think that I’ll give you a pass next time, normie. From your “guiding star”,

Idia Shroud

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╰─▸ ❝ @voidlesslove Hope you enjoyed reading!

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst x reader #idia shroud x reader #idia x reader #Idia shroud #cocowrites

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story-writer-person · 1 year

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Common Ground (1/3)

Pairing(s): Idia Shroud/Reader

Warning(s): Reader is g/n, reader uses (they/them) pronouns

a/n: If you thought the last story felt rushed, you're not gonna believe this...

Idia loved his younger brother to pieces. Often, he regrets how much he does, as he'd do anything for him. So when Ortho burst through his door one day after school,

"Brother! Brother! I made a new friend!"

He knew he was in trouble.

"That's great Ortho," he said, his headphones still on one ear.

"They're so awesome and friendly!" Ortho beamed.

"That's cool Ortho."

"I invited them over today to 'hang out'!"

"YOU WHAT!?" He nearly yelled, his headphones were fully off and he was now very attentive to what his little brother was saying.

"I invited them over today," He said, not picking up a hint of dissatisfaction from his brother, "they informed me they wanted to meet you so we could play together!" He said with his childlike innocence shining through extraordinarily.

"Ortho! You know how I feel about people! Do I even know this person? What if they don't like me because I'm such an S-tier NEET. No, not just S-tier! We're talking UR+ weird! What-"

Idia's rambling was interrupted by a knock on his door, and Ortho quickly floating over to open it. Seeing no way out of his situation, Idia quickly headed for his closet. He soon found himself too big to fit, and too little space inside.

"(Y/n)!"

"Ortho!...Idia?"

Yeah, he was really regretting giving in to his brother all the time. This was one of the worst situations possible. Ortho hadn't befriended just anyone, he'd befriended you. The prefect from ramshackle. The perfect prefect from ramshackle

He could feel his face getting hotter than his hair, and his PC, which was still on the game he was playing.

To save him from embarrassing himself further, and to break the awkward silence, you turned your gaze to the computer. Your eyes lit up in recognition of the character on the screen.

"Wow! Is that The Magical Ruri Hana: Demon Girl: The Game? I didn't pre-register so I haven't heard much from it. It's it good? Does it do Ruri-chan her 'Sparkling justice?'" You struck a pose to match your words. Idia instinctually turned around faster than you could see, to match the reference you'd made.

"'The center of justice that is pierced by love!'" Idia started,

"'Magical Ruri Hana!" You both finished, striking matching poses. You burst out into a fit of giggles, and Idia immediately regresses into himself. He can't believe he did something so embarrassing, and out of instinct too. More are equally important, he heard another voice start giggling.

"Wow! That was truly spectacular from both of you! You were completely synced!" Ortho cheered as he clapped, a scrapping metal sound coming from his hands.

"Thanks, Ortho!" You accepted his praise happily, you looked over by his closet to see Idia resting his head on it, likely wishing he'd just disappeared already.

There was a silence that didn't seem to be broken soon. You didn't know what more common ground you had than one game, and you were sure Idia wouldn't do anything to quell it, so you-

"Do you want...to play?" Idia mumbled. You barely heard him, had he not been one of two people in the room you were focusing on, you wouldn't have heard him.

"Y-Yeah, I haven't gotten a chance to. Grim dumped all our assignments on me so I haven't had time to myself recently."

'I always have time to myself' Idia thought. He shuffled to pull up a chair next to his computer as he sat in his gamer chair. He saved his progress and quit the game, opening a new save file for you. The title screen flashed on his computer, and you started humming the theme song. Idia hummed, softly, with you, while Ortho used his voicebox.

He took one look at you and Idia both at his computer and opted to quietly exit the room.

#twisted wonderland #idia shroud #idia x reader #idia x y/n #twst idia

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ryuichirou · 6 months

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VERY weird ask likeeeee.... which twst boys do you think would be male strippers, I know Vil would probably be one for sure

(Also really love ur art by the way so keep doing what ur doing)

HONESTLY I WOULD MAKE ALL OF THEM STRIPPERS-

Vil would be an amazing stripper: he has all the talents and skills necessary for that, but I really doubt he would do it: he is very careful when it comes to his image and things that he does… but at the same time, out of the entire cast, I feel like Vil is the one who got asked if he would be willing to do something like this lol You know, by some powerful guys from the industry.

But if this is an AU situation, he could- you know what, I think Vil would prefer burlesque instead of a regular club strip-tease. Yeah, burlesque sounds right.

Riddle absolutely wouldn’t do it, but I want someone to take him to the strip-club once. I just want to see him in absolute shock lol

Trey sounds like someone who wouldn’t be one, but if he would, he would be the “sexy fireman” type of guy. Or a “sexy baker” instead…

Cater would. His life is way too crazy, and who knows how far his sisters could take their attitude towards him lol

Ace would, if he is in his 20s and has no job. But he wouldn’t be a very good one. He would start fights at the bachelorettes’ parties with the bachelorettes themselves. Deuce (who is also a stripper and tries to earn some money) would stop him… wow, are these two a duet? This is nice.

Ruggie would, 100%, but he probably wouldn’t be very popular: the target audience of this type of dance usually prefer meatier guys, right? But he absolutely wouldn’t mind doing it, and he is good at everything that gives him money, so who knows, maybe he has an entire career in front of him.

Leona and Jack – eh, I doubt it, but they would fit very nicely. If only Leona wasn’t this lazy and Jack wasn’t this much of a good boy lol

Azul absolutely wouldn’t, he hates moving his body more than necessary, he is a pimp- I mean, an organizer in this scenario. Jade and Floyd both would be absolutely amazing at stripping, Floyd especially, but both of them would get bored rather quickly. Although they would be so popular with both men and women!

Kalim and Jamil would be great at it too, and I think that out of the entire cast Jamil would be the most popular one. He is just way too good at moving his body in a sexy fluid snake-like way, way too good at winking and way too good at showing his tongue seductively. But I don’t know what needs to happen for Jamil to do this… hey, maybe he’s doing it for Kalim’s very important business partners.

Epel won’t escape this, he’s learning how to burlesque with Vil lol but he’s horrible at it. And Rook has a very nice body apparently, he could probably perform a role of a “sexy hunter” nicely but amazingly, I think he wouldn’t want to perform solo.

Let’s leave poor Idia out of it, he would have the most horrible time, but honestly I would love to see him struggling and trying to pull his pants down while trembling in panic. But it’s okay because Ortho is here to support him! And to tell him what to do next!

Silver would be an amazing stripper, but sometimes he looks like he’s falling asleep on a pole. He’s just slowly sliding down, and you have to guess if he’s being very sensual or getting sleepy. But his body is nice, he apparently had some training, and he wouldn’t question it if he was asked to dance. Especially if it’s his father who asked for it.

Lilia is someone who watches strip tease, not someone who performs it, but if he wanted to, he could! His body isn’t very impressive though lol he’s a little stick.

Malleus would also absolutely slay if he wanted to. He isn’t used to this type of stuff, but he loves performing and teasing a lot, so I can picture him going “like this?” and doing something sexy effortlessly while smiling very smugly.

And Sebek… wouldn’t be very good at it and wouldn’t do it unless it’s absolutely necessary lol which is a shame, because he also has quite a nice body. A sexy…security guard, yes, that would be his role lol

(Also thank you so much!! <3 I’ll try to do my best!)

#replies #headcanons

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twisted-wonderland-but-gayer · 2 years

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Hi hi! Its me,🍯🎂 anon again! I had this idea of a request- could you do headcanons for the dormleaders with a trans male s/o? More specific one who uses a binder because he can't have top surgery yet( i'm trans male myself and in kinda the same situation). You can choose if will be sfw or notsafeforortho.

Binding with Dorm Leaders

Okay, this is kinda cracky. Dorm leaders don't know ur trans.

Riddle

This would never happen. He always knocks like a good boy because Mama raised a very mentally unwell gentleman

However, in the case where he doesn’t knock, assume hell is freezing over or there is an emergency.

Boy freezes. He just sees you taking off your shirt and assumes he immediately invaded your privacy.

He lets out a flustered mix of “Oh my goodness I’m so sorry” and “Lock the door next time.”

Leona

Look, bro. In the nicest way possible. He does not care.

Unless it looks like your binder is sucking the life out of you, he will not bat an eye.

He will just walk past you and nap on your bed, expecting you to join him when you're done.

If you do become defensive or flustered he will just sneer and close his eyes, saying it's not a big deal.

You binded for nothing, it is bedtime.

Azul

Pray it never happens to you.

He lets out some weird yelp with his face all red before apologizing. Much like Riddle he also tells you to lock the door.

Slams it shut and has to calm down, especially if you ended up yelping.

But, he saw your binder. Big mistake.

Contract time.

We have contacted you about your genders extended warranty

“Oh Yuu, why didn’t you tell me I would have helped you transition!” Now here sign this contract and he can get you a super high-tech binder and a transformation potion of sorts.

Yet despite the steep price you have to pay it is still cheaper than buying a bandaid from a US hospital.

Kalim

Oh, it's not a big deal, as long as it isn’t to you.

He will just close the door behind him and continue what he was gonna talk about.

If you panic, he panics. He will freeze and you need to throw stuff at him for him to leave.

Would offer to help you bind, of course. But look here listen.

Do not let him help you.

Floyd can only dream of squeezing you as hard as he did.

Vil

Starts critiquing your binder since its not up to the latest trends/j

No, but in all seriousness, he would chastise you slightly for not locking the door, before stepping out.

If he notices you are binding wrong you will get a huge lecture and he will bind you himself, explaining the proper technique.

Out of all of them, he’s a true ally. He would most definitely offer some advice to help you feel more affirmed in your gender.

Sometimes it's hard to remember how kind Vil is when he’s a bitch on every occasion, but we stan Vil here.

Idia

You all know where this is going.

He shrieks and runs away so cartoonishly, that it leaves a trail of smoke like he came from the old racist rubber-hose Disney cartoons.

He will not speak to you for weeks.

Malleus

The only one here besides Vil with common sense.

He apologizes and steps out when he notices your changing

This scenario will never happen though.

He’s not invited.😔

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #trans reader #malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #vil shoenheit #vil shoenheit x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #kalim al asim #kalim al asim x reader #🍯🎂 anon

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 9 months

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Being fr about chapter 7, other than the shrouds helping defeat malleus overblot do you think either idia or ortho is gonna personally help Malleus?

I don't think the Shroud brothers will go out of their way to personally "help" Malleus because 1) previous books did not have Riddle helping Leona, Leona helping Azul, etc. (if anything, previous boys have been instigators and/or help in the battle against the next OB) and 2) it's been at MOST, a few months since the events of book 6, and given how slow every other OB boy's character development has been... well, I just don't see the very introverted and pessimistic Idia jumping at the chance to offer his hand to a classmate. Ortho would probably be a little nicer about it than his brother, but I also don't see him being eager to extend a helping hand to Malleus (like, this guy almost ended the world and put Ortho's family in danger).

When I think of a situation where the Shroud brothers could play a bigger role in book 7 (beyond fighting OB Malleus), I don't think it would be an "in-your-face" offer of kindness. If anything, we've seen how Idia handles confrontation in events like Glorious Masquerade, and he is NOT tactful whatsoever about it. Rather than being nice to Malleus post-OB or try to support him, I feel like Idia would berate Malleus in the typical "lmao ur so lame bro" rage-fueled gamer way. Then maybe Ortho could chime in too, but again, to a lesser extent than Idia. Really, I think a post-OB Malleus scene should be about rounding out some major themes between book 6--coping with death--and book 7--fear of change, loneliness, and losing loved ones over time. Maybe Idia or Ortho could say something about how change can be scary, losing the people you care about is scary, but even so... that's life. We have to move on from it, rather than dwell on it and letting those fears control us. (This would show us, the audience, that Idia has fully accepted Ortho's death, and/or that Ortho is firm in his new identity.) I feel like this message could also come from Lilia too; he's the one that has a deep bond with Malleus and the wisdom to impart onto his pupils. Maybe (since this is the final book and most of the characters are basically gathered in Diasomnia) everyone can pitch in too; that would be a nice way to show us how far they've all come, and how close the students are now.

#twst #Malleus Draconia #twisted wonderland #Idia Shroud #Diasomnia #Ignihyde #Ortho Shroud #Sebek Zigvolt #Silver #Lilia Vanrouge #disney twisted wonderland #question #notes from the writing raven

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twistedtalking · 1 year

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3 Dormleaders and the Adeuce Duo's Reaction to

*~Sentience~*

TW: Ace is a jerk, slight mention of Exams, Idk how to write Idia/Malleus/Azul, new to the internet and it's slang writer trying to imagine what Idia would say, slightly cringe, slight T*ey slander, intentional wrong grammar, Azul so confused he forget he doesn't have morals, Mentions of camera, weirdo prefect, I made this when I was bored, and braindead from school, shirtless Malleus, grossed-out Azul, etc.

Ace: ...Oh. So I'm just a video game character... No real feelings, no real emotions. My family is just a figment of my imagination. My personality, just pieces of code.

Life has lost all it's meaning.

...Or was I ever truly alive in the first place?

GOT YOU!!!

Man, you should have seen the look on your face. It was HILARIOUS!

What? Did you really think you could fool me with such a basic prank? Come on, my brother already done that one when I was five. ...which I completely did not fall for whatsoever! Nope. Not at all.

Anyways, you should really hide your props better. I could see the camera from miles away.

(Prefect: What do you mean "camera"?)

Ace: ...

(Prefect: ...)

Ace: ...we're dead.

Deuce:

"Huh?! REALLY?? Was My whole life a lie?! Oh gosh, does this mean I've never existed?!?! Are the words coming from my mouth really from my thoughts or am I just reading from a script done by some bored writer?!

Does this mean my exam results mean NOTHING?!?!"

(Ace: What? You really fell for that? Dude, you're so gullible. It's just a prank, man. Right, Prefect?)

(Prefect: ...)

(Ace: ...right?)

(Prefect: ...)

(Ace: Dude, this isn't funny anymore)

(Prefect: ...)

(Ace: JUST SAY SOMETHING! ANYTHING! PLEASE!!!)

"We're all gonna die!!!"

(Ace: We can't die if we were never alive in the first place, idiot. Oh great, now I'm saying weird stuff too!)

(Prefect: Sorry for the long wait, guys. Mind catching me up on what happened when I was AFK?)

(Adeuce duo: When you were WHAT?!?!?)

Idia:

"Rlly? Who'd believe that? Like srsly, I'm not even that marketable. I'm too floopy to be in a shooter game, too boring to be in a gacha-"

(Prefect: It's a gacha)

Dude, who in their right mind would pull for me?? I'm the boringest character ever!

(Prefect: Nah, that's Trey)

Nah, Trey's the untrustable kind

(Prefect: Nah, that's Jade)

...okay, fair.

Anyways, I just don't see the appeal. Like, why? I'm just a weirdo who hates people, and stays in my room to play video games 21/7! And I read manga the rest of the time. I'm a total loser!

(Prefect: And that's what makes you the relatable character. Jokes aside, your saracasm is pretty funny, man, the ghost bride event was hilarious, and your character design is pretty cool. That's some of the reasons. Honestly, just gonna pull 4 u on ur next banner.)

"You should get your eyes checked"

(Prefect: I should. It's been a while since I changed my glasses. I can't even see your eyes lol.)

(Prefect: Anyways, Want to play the game? We got Rhythm games, card battles-)

"Sounds great. Better question, are there any, ahem, hot mommies?"

(Prefect: We got...Leona? And Vil! Man, how could I forget Vil? I love that man)

"Who doesn't?! I mean, whoever doesn't must be BLIND. He's totally SSR tier! If he was in the game, I'd whale for him whenever he gets a banner! He's pogchamp.

Well, As long as he isn't trying to get me to take care of myself. He's way better behind a screen. Like man, I don't care if I'll die quicker, give me my cup noodles and pomegranate candies. Actually, it's much better if I die-"

(Ortho: Nee-san! We talked about this!)

"...fine."

(Prefect: You tell him, Ortho!)

Could you send the game now?

(Prefect: yeah, sure. But the boss battles are pretty hard to beat-)

"Heh, I could beat that game in 3 weeks top"

(Prefect: Alright, you're on!)

Malleus:

Child of man, what is this "video game character" that you speak of, and how am I such one?

(Prefect: it just means a whole lot of people all around the world- Scratch that. All around the universe, simp for you!)

What does "simp" mean?

(Prefect: Imagine Sebek but, well... Yeah, never mind. Just imagine Sebek. But for like, fictional characters)

But I am not a work of fiction though, child of man? What dost thou mean?

(Prefect: ...heh. um, actually...)

A talking portrait of me in your digital device. I still do not understand what you are trying to convey.

(Prefect: Never mind. Let's just look at fanarts of you)

"Fanarts"?

(Prefect: portraits of you done in my realm)

I am fine with that. Show me these "fanarts" you speak of.

"These are not at all accurate. Some of them look completely different from each other. And why do some of them portray me without my clothing-"

(Prefect: OKAY, THAT'S ENOUGH INTERNET FOR TODAY! Yeah, let's just look at gargoyles or something! ...wait. Is that Lilia with a bag of groceries?!?! Oop. We're doomed.)

Azul:

Ah, good afternoon Prefect. I wish to speak to you. You see, while we were stealing-

I mean, checking your phone-

(Prefect: Why are you stealing checking my phone??)

Not important.

Anyways, we found this. Care to explain why you have a picture of me as your lock screen? I mean, I AM quite handsome, but the use of photos of me taken without permission could and would get you sued!

I don't really want to sue you, so I've came up with a good compromise. How about a-

(Prefect: thank God, you didn't see the home screen.)

...Well, of course I did. It was quite...odd.

(Prefect: Really? That's all? I thought you'd make a bigger reaction, you know, with it being you in an nsfw outfit)

In a WHAT!?!?

(Prefect: Aha! So you didn't see my lock screen! I was just joking. FYI, it was just a cute chibi Azul in his octomer form.)

Oh.

(Prefect: The bunny girl outfit was last week)

WHAT?!?! I could sue you right now, you know?!

(Prefect: you have no proof)

You admitted it!

(Prefect: You have no witnesses)

Nonsense! Jade and Floyd are-

Ah. Right...

Ahem. Pray tell, where did you find such...things.

(Prefect: The internet Is a weird place)

WHY WOULD THE INTERNET-

(Prefect: Octavinelle's the most popular game in Twisted Wonderland. At least, in tumblr. Poll-wise, I mean. I prefer Heartslabyul though. Ah, By the way, I mean the videogame, not this world.)

What??

Impossible. I am not from a video game. I'm not some weird anime character-

(Prefect: *shows gameplay*)

Okay, but-

(Prefect: *shows chapter 3*)

...do I at least get a share on the income?

No? What do you mean "No"?! THEY'RE USING MY FACE! FOR INCOME! AND I DON'T EVEN GET 48%?! This is unfair. This is ILLEGAL! I'm going to sue!

(Prefect: You're going to sue...D*sney. The one who made you? The one who made Ursula??)

Yeah, what's the problem with that-

Wait, Ursula?! What do you mean-

(Prefect: does that mean I can buy twst merch from you now? Hey, can I order a body pillow?)

What? T-that's disgusting!

(Prefect: *puts down bag of money*)

Did I say disgusting? No, I meant odd. But everyone's a little odd.

So, who do you want a body pillow of? Come now, Let us discuss the price in the VIP room.

Original ask:

Message:

(Argument with Idia)

You're just a game character anyways!

(For Deuce)

I'm pulling for your banner cuz you're my fav character. Wish me luck! What do I mean? I mean, you are a video game character, you know.

(For Ace)

Dude, you're from a video game.

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Hellooo 1st I just wanna say that I love how you write! The fics you post almost always puts a smile on my face when I’m stressed and I just wanna thank you for that <3

Anyways I’ve been accidentally rizzing my friends up lately on accident with sweet words and I ended up thinking what would the biggest tsundere (literally) in twst do with an s/o who’s very generous with compliments and poetic with words and is shameless with how cheesy they can sound sometimes

I’m so sorry if my request is too vague huhu, have a good day! <3

THHAANNKK YOU *SMOOCHES* *GNAWS ON UR LEG* I LOVE U and may happier and less stressful times come ahead for you!

although you didn't specify which character...I picked who I believe to be the top three tsudneres of the game. Heuheuehu.

The prefects muse~

In which you find yourself utterly bemused by him, throwing out compliments and lines of infatuation that leave him a flustered wreck. How does he react to someone as valiantly passionate as you regarding your sweet words of honey?

Featuring: Idia, Riddle, Azul

Idia

Idia convinced himself you were just another introverted loser who had no care in your mind for other people, keeping to yourself, enjoying video games, and always open for degernate hours of playing video games.

what he did NOT know he was signing himself up for, was some sort of weird poet club bullshit. Yet there he was, sitting on the couch of the ramshackle dorm playing away at the new console he had gifted you he could feel your gaze burning the back of his head. Turning around slowly and almost with dread, your shit-eating grin blinded him with words of sweet-sweet cringe.

"Watching you play video games you can truly see how serious you are, it's adorable," Idia groaned with cheeks burning a bright shade of pink, burrying himself into the couch, "Ah~ I wish you would look at me like that, with such passion..."

"ugh..whhyy..." Idia murmured embarrassingly avoiding your gaze and remaining strong in holding himself together at your routine daily compliments.

"I can't help it!" You cried out theatrically, "Idiiaa...I can be like a video game. Play me, too!" That comment broke something inside of him that was supposed to be stayed hidden, his blue hair changing a bright shade of pink to signify the extent of his flustered state. You only giggled at this, as Idia attempted to hold in all self control by taking his hoodie, hoping the couch would just take him then and there.

Over time he became used to the fact that you would openly flirt with him, although that never stopped the second hand embarrassment that came along with it. What he wont tell you, though, that behind the rosey cheeks and tsundere display of dislike for your antics, was a heart that beat quickly and mind that secretly enjoyed your poetic and "old cringy" way of loving him.

Which just means your flirting is working, keep it up! <3 But maybe try to hold back in front of other people, he isn't sure how much more he can keep deflecting their raised eyebrows and teasing remarks...

riddle

Being someone who is well versed in the world of poetry and literature, he could often pin point where some of your lines may come from. His way of deflection is either correcting your sentences, or retorting with the next line. What he DOESN'T know how to deflect, is the string of compliments you give him on a day to day basis. At first he simply thought you were being kind in complimenting the way his hair shone in the sunlight- until Cater pointed out that your remarks were anything but the norm. That's when Riddle took more notice to it, realizing that your lines of poetry was not an exercise of the brain, yet an actual technique to flirt with him.

and it was working.

"Riddle~" You sang in the halls of heartslabyul, skipping much to his annoyance.

"Do not jump around in the halls," He chastised you, "What is it?" You gave him a mischievous smile with a toothy grin to match, clearing your throat and standing straight.

"My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite."

Silence reigned for a few moments as Riddle blinked a few times, squinting his eyes to give you his typical "poker face."

"Is this another one of your attempts to 'flirt' with me?" He asked, you leaning against the wall and running your fingers through your hair in a flirty and playful manner. You nodded eagerly, to which Riddle gave a sigh and walked past you to continue whatever he was doing prior to your poetic interruption. Your jaw slacked open and you skipped (again, to his annoyance) to catch up to him.

"I swear I saw a smile! Turn around and show it to me, Riddle! Was that one good? Did I capture your heart finally?" You giggled, seeing how Riddle was obviously ignoring your feeble cries of searching attention.

Yet you were correct, he couldn't help but find his cheeks as red as a rose and lips curling up in a bashful smile. He would not allow you to see how you affect him, however.

Riddle tends to just ignore your flirting, now that he has come accustomed to it. Even in front of people when you would openly compliment him, Riddle continued sipping his tea seemingly unbothered. Whenever he would get strange looks to find an explanation to your questionable behavior, he simply shrugged.

"Do not mind them, they are always like this."

But at night by his lonesome, he was repeating your words in his head a million times over, that same rose colored tint upon his cheeks and smile with a blanket hard on his grip. Perhaps giggling a time or two to himself...for he never met someone as brazen as you. Not that he was actually complaining, though.

Azul

Flirting with Azul was always a treat. His reactions were the most flamboyant out of the other tsundere boys, he never failed to get some sort of remark and complaint out of his mouth whenever you sang praises his way. He attempted to be calm and collected, but the blush that painted his cheeks betrayed his cool demeanor.

"Is that a new coat, Azul? Ohohoh you do look dashing, If I do say so myself. Did you style your hair? The way it frames your face really brings out your features-"

"Stop, stop stop! Why must you feel the need to shower me in complimets?!" He cried out, burying his face into his arms upon the deak. The pink on his ears was also unforgiving for the poor merman. You chuckled and sat next to him, patting his shouders.

"I can't help it! If I see something I like, I must voice it out. Is it too plain? I can try and be more poetic. Let's see..." You used your hand to pull his chin, forcing his gaze to meet with yours. You inwardly teased him at the vibrant hue of his cheeks and flustered face, keeping it in as you leaned forward to gaze deeply into his eyes.

"Your eyes," you started, "Shine far brighter than any I have seen, even the most silver and sparkly of diamonds pale in comparison to your-"

"e-e-enough! W-what is this?!" Azul pulled away, tucking his head back into his arms and groaning, "Just...go back to what you were doing before! None of this...diamond...and..." He trailed off, words failing him. Azul was not used to such praises from others, he spent his entire life believing the worst every moment he caught glance in a mirror with a life time of self esteem issues. So hearing you so openly compliment him always left the man flustered and blushing, cringing at every moment you tried to stroke his ego.

He never truly get's used to it, only finds ways to ignore you. When you're around others and began to make a sly comment about how his hands look nice or how his skin looks that particular day, he closes his eyes and avoids anyone's gazes with a face full of color that even the coral of the sea could not compare. He often gets teased by his fellow classmates for this, but never actually speaks up in distaste to you. He could never admit just how much your persistent compliments thoroughly means to him, and how with every word he finds himself looking in the mirror with a little more enthusiasm than he once had.

~~~

yes I like to use the headcannon that Idias hair changes color when he has really strong emotions aosdjflkasdjf

#Twisted wonderland #Twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland headcannons #twst headcannons #idia #idia x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #Azul #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul ashengrotto #Riddle #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader

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seiyasabi · 2 years

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GBF

(Someone told me their idea of ‘yandere seemingly gay guy x fem reader who thinks they’re their bestie,’ and I foamed at the mouth. Anon I wanna kiss u on the mouth.

This is a Yan Vil x Fem Reader story, so proceed w caution!!! Some details may not be canon, so plz don’t yell at me, I’ll throw up.

TW: !!!noncon/dubcon!!!, !mistaken sexuality!, !reader is like ?? but ur gay and Vil is like ‘lemme show u that I’m not’, Vil is a meangirl as usual, unsafe sex!, need to express that he’s straight!, slight manhandling that is seemingly OOC, kinda dacryphilia, D/S kind of relationship, use of the word master, drugging!, hand on neck action, etc..

Please proceed with caution!)

“-So I asked him if the extension was necessary, and he told me that because I was a distraction, he couldn’t get his part of the project completed. Can you believe that??? He’s blaming me for wanting to do the project in the same room, rather than separately, just in case he needed help! How rude!” You puff your cheeks indignantly, painting your nondominant hand a royal purple, matching Vil’s iconic look.

Vil gives an airy chuckle, he’s currently styling his hair into his normal updo, making sure his braids are even on both sides of his head, “I don’t think he means it in the way you think, darling. I believe he’s insinuating that he finds you… endearing. Perhaps he has a crush on you?” The blond is gritting his teeth at that idea. No one deserves to have you (besides him of course)! This disgusting boy who happens to be your partner needs to be reminded of his place.

Whilst your best friend is brewing in his growing anger, you think about the situation thoughtfully. He may be right, your lab partner may have a crush on you! He wouldn’t be the first to, but he’s quite unkempt. Idia doesn’t practice self care, and that’s a big ick to you, “Hmm, maybe. But, hopefully not! While he may be nice, he’s not my type.”

That catches Vil’s attention. You always say they’re ‘not your type,’ but you have yet to disclose what is!

“I see,” He joins you at his coffee table that you’re currently sitting at, daintily setting himself down on the seat next to you, “Now, be honest with me; what man- scratch that- boy is your type? I’ve grown curious about who you may fancy.”

You feel your face grow hot, eyes glued to your newly painted nails. You can’t possibly tell him about your crush on his guy best friend! That would be overstepping soooo many boundaries, so you need to think of someone other than Rook!

“It’s too embarrassing, I don’t want to say,” The slight tremor in your voice catches his attention right away. Who could you possibly be thinking about to make you so flustered?

“Oh, don’t be shy. I’m your best friend, you can tell me anything,” He drawls, grabbing your hands and inspecting your paint job. You did quite a good job, and he gives a small smirk of approval.

“Well… you have to promise to not be mad,” He raises a perfectly shaped eyebrow. Who could it possibly be?

“Darling, as long as you don’t say the name ‘Crowley,’ I promise I won’t be.”

That draws a giggle from your perfect lips, body shaking with laughter. That was certainly unexpected, but what else do you expect from your best friend? He’s quite hilarious when he’s comfortable with you.

“No, no! I’m not into men like that,” You stick your tongue out at him teasingly, “He’s way too old, he reminds me of a grandpa.”

He cracks a smile, his dark lipstick contrasting perfectly with his white teeth, “That’s fair, but no changing the subject. Now I’m even more curious as to who you like.”

You grumble for a few moments, before deciding to be honest, “Well, you know him, first and foremost. He’s blond,” Vil visibly perks up, “He’s funny, quite strange, and takes very good care of himself.”

You must be talking about him! Though, that strange comment hurts a little bit, he’s willing to look past it if it means he can have you, “I think I know who you’re talking about,” Vil states smugly, a practically dazzling smile on his perfect face, “I’m not mad at all about it, I’m actually quite happy. It must’ve taken a lot out of you to confess like this.”

Nodding, you give his hands a small squeeze, “I’m so happy you’re not mad! I was so worried you would be!”

“Not at all,” He releases one of your hands in favour of moving some stray hairs out of your face, “I’m so glad you feel the same.”

This causes your heart to practically explode in your chest! Rook feels the same?!

“Really? He feels the same way?” Instead of answering you, Vil presses a perfect kiss print against your cheek, surprising you, “Uhhhh, what?”

He smiles at you, eyes practically glimmering like the glitter on his eyelids, “Oh, how long I’ve waited for you to confess. I’ve liked you since the day you asked for blending techniques, fairest.”

Hold on- did Vil think that you like him?! And did he like you back?! Isn’t he gay?! And did he just admit that you’re the fairest of them all?! What the fuck is happening?!

You shrink back, gulping due to your nerves, “I-I think there’s been some confusion,” His smile noticeably becomes tight, eyes staring into you like a great white’s, “I like Rook… I like him a lot. I should’ve been more specific, I’m sorry. But, I’m also really confused right now.”

“What could you possibly be confused about?” The way he speaks through gritted teeth scares you, especially with how tight the grip on your hand has become. Is he trying to break your hand?

“Aren’t you, uhm,” You pause for a second, trying to come up with the right words, but find none, “Aren’t you gay? I-I thought you liked men this entire time!”

He stares at you for a long moment, before bursting out into uncharacteristically loud laughter. Vil can’t believe it- you thought he was gay? Oh dear, that sure complicated things, “Oh no, I’m most definitely not. Whilst it’s okay to be gay, I am not. I love women,” He leans in close, eyes shining in pure, unadulterated love, “And let there be no mistake; I love you.”

A nervous sweat breaks out on your skin, as you realise how many boundaries you’d inadvertently pushed, “Wait, hold on; does this mean that you’ve,” Your heart stutters in your chest, “You’ve watched me change and-“

“Yes, and I won’t apologise for doing so. You never asked, darling, so you can’t blame a man for watching the love of his life in the nude.”

This entire situation is too hard for you to handle, “I can’t believe it- you broke my trust! I-I did all of these things under the-“

“Ah, ah, ah, that’s not fair. You assumed that I was gay, if anything, I should be the one who’s offended,” His grip somehow becomes tighter, long, perfectly manicured nails digging into your skin, “And on top of that, it turns out you’re foolishly in love with my other best friend.”

The way his shadow suddenly looms over yours causes you to twitch in mild fear, his voice sounding icy like his stare, “I can’t help that I like him! And how could I not assume?! You never explicitly stated any interest in women, but you are always obsessed over other men’s looks! What was I supposed to think?”

“Tch, you’re lucky I love you, (First name). If I didn’t, I would post a smear campaign against you online, because of these allegations,” Oh, that was a thinly veiled threat. You’re so close to pissing yourself in fear, it’s not even funny.

“I-what- are you threatening me?”

“Not at all, I'm just stating my feelings on the matter,” He smirks, suddenly releasing your hand, in favour of inspecting the nail polish you’re currently using, “Now that that’s out of the way, I’ll finish your dominant hand for you. You know how much I hate sloppily done manicures.”

Your mouth is wide open, disbelief encasing your entire being, “What?! You-you can’t just-“

“Shh,” He silences you with ease, his shark eyes shining in barely concealed delight, “I can just do that, fairest. Who would believe you? Hmm? You’re just a pretty girl against a social media tycoon.”

Your lip wobbles at his softly spoken, but stabbing words. He’s right, you know he is, but it still doesn’t stop a sinking feeling from forming within your chest. You want to scream, cuss, spit, pull his perfectly done hair from his head… but you can’t. Even when he threatens you, you can’t help but think about the times he was a good friend. Before… all of this, which makes it hurt even more.

“So, you’re going to be a good girl, and let me finish your manicure. You know I hate it when a beauty regimen is half done,” Without waiting for your response, he carefully unscrews the royal purple nail polish with one hand, and begins to meticulously apply it to your perfectly filed nails.

You hate to say it, but the blond is amazing when it comes to anything beauty related.

It’d taken a very long (and tense on your part) hour for your nails to be ‘done,’ leaving Vil to bask in your, understandably, uncomfortable presence.

The need to leave continues to rise, but you’re unsure how to go about saying goodbye. Normally, you wouldn’t leave until Vil finished his nightly routine, the male gently shooing you under the guise of him needing his ‘beauty sleep.’

But, today it was completely different. It was only 6 in the evening, and you were ready to run as far away as you can from his expensive flat.

Maybe if you left and ghosted him, he’d leave you alone… that’s what you hope, anyway,

But who are you kidding? The blond would probably make a very public post about you being lovers or something, forcing you to come back into his clutches without the need for physical violence.

And, if that didn’t work, he’d send Rook to drag you back to him.

You’re so deep within your own thoughts, that you don’t notice the blond making dinner, much less finishing it, and plating the (healthy meal of choice). He sets the dish in front of you, expecting your usual praise. But, when he notices your glossy eyes staring off into nothing, he snaps his fingers, immediately gaining your attention.

“(Your name), darling, are you alright? If you continue to day dream, I can’t promise that your food will be fresh when you get to it,” He sets his own plate down at the seat beside you, gracefully sitting down, and placing a napkin on his lap.

You nod at him, eyes fixating on the food in front of you, “Yeah, I’m good. Just thinking.”

His sharp eyes are on you in an instant, watching as you fiddle with your utensils.

“What could you be thinking about in that cute brain of yours?” He (pushes your hair out of your face/pulls your chin in his direction) with two fingers, allowing you to view him with ease.

“I’m just… in shock. I didn’t realise that you’re not… you know-“

Sighing in slight annoyance, Vil stares at you with dull eyes, “When will you drop this?” His sharp words cause you to flinch, not expecting his slightly elevated volume, “I am not a gay man, I am straight. I will always love women romantically, I will never view men in that same regard,” He grabs your hand in a tight grip, “I am also helplessly infatuated with you, and there’s nothing you can do to make me feel otherwise. Now, do you feel assured of my true feelings? I promise that I am not toying with you, and I genuinely want to pursue a relationship with you.”

You try to pull your hand away, but his grip remains strong. The intensity of his stare is enough to make you avert your eyes, “That's the problem; I don’t want a relationship with you. I no longer trust you-“

He releases your hand, in favour of gripping at your thigh. Vil’s nails dig into your flesh and muscle, causing you to yelp in mild pain, your own hand grabbing at his to try to ease his grip, “Eat. Your. Food. I don’t want to hear the hurtful things you’re about to say.”

When you don’t immediately begin to eat, he gives another squeeze. Glaring, you shove his hand off of you, causing him to scratch your smooth skin, but you don’t care, “I’m not hungry! I want to go home-“

Vil stands up suddenly, scaring you. He marches to the fridge, forcing it open, and grabbing a large cup filled with a pink smoothie. Slamming the icebox closed, he rushes at you, face unreadable but eyes flashing with anger. Placing the smoothie in front of you, he crossed his arms, looking at you expectantly.

“Fine, if you’re not hungry, at least drink this smoothie. It’s filled with vitamins and minerals, along with a potion to make your skin clear and glowy.”

You look at him, before looking back at the smoothie, “I don’t want it. I just told you; I want to go home. Hell, maybe I’ll go see Rook-“

“You will do no such thing,” He hisses, pushing the drink closer to you, “Drink the smoothie, or else I’ll do something you won’t like.”

You swallow harshly, eyeing the drink. With a shaky hand, you grab the cold glass, before taking a large sip. It’s so sugary, reminding you of the pastries Trey makes. You can’t help but gag at the overabundance of sweetness, setting the glass down on the countertop, and pushing it away from yourself.

“Great Seven! What did you put in this?” Coughing, you try to clear your throat, eyes watering.

“Don’t be dramatic- the smoothie is good for you. Drink it all, or else I won’t let you leave.”

“You can’t keep me here, that’s unlawful imprisonment-“

“Shh, just drink,” Without warning, he picks up the smoothie, and practically pours it down your gullet. Liquid splashes down your face, as you try, and fail, to swallow all of its contents.

You’re somehow able to gulp down the majority of it, causing Vil to let up, effectively letting you breathe. You cough and splutter, leaning over the counter to try to catch your breath.

“What the fuck, Vil?! I could’ve choked!” You wipe at your mouth and chin, taking in the soiled front of your cute blouse. The pink is sure to stain ://

He says nothing, just staring down at you, as if he’s waiting for something.

“Why’re you looking at me like that?! Say something!” He grins at you, showing all of his teeth, causing a feeling of dread to settle deep within your bones, “Did-did you poison me? Oh God, am I going to die?”

Your body suddenly becomes hot, causing tears to head your eyes in fear. This is how you’re going to die!

Sobs wrack your body, as Vil all but drags you to your feet, and begins to bring you to his bedroom. Is he going to dismember your body in his en-suite bathroom? Oh no! Oh no!

Pushing you into his bathroom, he begins to unbutton your blouse, nimble fingers exposing your perfect, bra-clad chest. You try to shove at his hands, but your limbs feel like they’re made of lead. Even standing is a chore, causing you to stumble, falling into Vil’s surprisingly sturdy chest.

He clicks his tongue at your actions, but says nothing, making the experience all the more terrifying. He’s almost never quiet, which means he’s probably up to something.

“What’re you- what’re you doing? Why’re you undressing me? Are you going to cut me up?” Your teary eyed look makes his cock throb, you’re just so adorable when you’re reliant upon him.

“Not at all, I’m simply making it easier for us when you reach the next stage.”

Fat tears drip down your face and your lip trembles, “Next stage?”

He nods, the smirk on his face is domineering, crazed, even, “Yes, fairest. I know you don’t believe me when I say I’m… infatuated with you, and what better way to show you, than claiming your pretty pussy?”

You blanche, body heating up more than before, heart beating almost out of your chest. You don’t want him to, but it seems your body is thinking to you, “What did you do? What was in that?”

He loves that pleading tone, loves your pitiful reaction, and especially loves the way you tremble against him. Oh, how long he’s waited for this moment!

“Shh, don’t worry about that. All that matters is that you’ll feel good. Master will make sure of it.”

Sudden cramping in your abdomen causes you to slump into Vil bonelessly, a small cry leaving your lips. His lithe fingers dance against your hot skin, relishing the way you’re being broken down by the aphrodisiac.

You once again try to shove at him, but to no avail. You practically sink to your knees in pain, Vil loosely holding your arms as you rest your head against his hip. He’s so tall compared to you, so the only way to rest against him was quite inappropriate.

“Awe, are you alright, darling? Tell your Master what the problem is.”

A small sob is all he receives in response, causing a chilling laugh to resound around the room.

“Poor dear. Here, I’ll help you out of these pesky clothes,” Pulling you up to your feet, Vil begins to undress you. He pulls your top completely off of you, before all but ripping off your trousers. You’re left only in your bra and panties, which you try, and fail, to cover with your hands. The blond coos are your cute display, before he yanks your bra off of your chest, and shucks your panties down your legs. Slick immediately drips down your thighs, now that your panties are no longer holding it in. He used two fingers to swipe at your sensitive pussy, causing you to whine as you soak his hand in your fluids, “Does your cunny feel empty, fairest? Do you need your Master to fill you up?”

“No! Don’t- don’t touch me there! I don’t want you; I want Rook!”

Vil practically growls at your words, a sudden and mannish feeling of wrath overcoming him, as he grips your jaw in one hand, squishing your cheeks painfully, and digging his nails into your pretty skin. You whimper, as he starts to drag you to his perfectly made bed.

“Don’t say that name is my presence ever again, (Your name), I don’t have the patience for your rebellious behaviour. I am the only man who deserves you, and I won’t let him or your incorrect ideals about my sexuality get in the way of that.”

He shoves you on the bed face first, forcing your ass up into the air, your legs folded underneath you. Vil grabs a pillow from the head of the bed, shoving it under your stomach, making your back arch more than before. He shrugs his expensive robe off of his shoulders, gracefully tossing it onto the bench at the foot of his bed.

You writhe on the mattress, trying to move out of the position he forced you into, only for a harsh grip around your waist to still your movements. Your tears drip onto the silk duvet, as you sob out in both pain and betrayal, “Stop this insolence, darling. I won’t hurt a single hair on your pretty head, as long as you sit still and look pretty for me.”

He smoothes a hand over your perky ass, relishing the feeling on his soft hand. He’s waited so, so long for you to fall into his clutches, and now he doesn’t ever want to let you go.

Moving his gaze down to your dripping cunny, he can’t help but shove two manicured fingers into you. A loud keen echoes throughout the room, causing his cock to jump in his perfectly pressed trousers. Yeah, he should’ve done this the moment he realised his feelings for you.

He scissors his fingers in and out of you at a steady pace, his thumb rubbing small circles over your throbbing clit. You can’t control your moans, as the pads of his fingers massage your g-spot with vigour. Your fluids drip down his hand, coating his dress shirt’s sleeve in your slick, but he can’t find it within himself to care.

You’re so out of it, that you begin to ride his fingers, ass bouncing with every rut against his pretty hand. You ground yourself against his finger tips, loving how he plays with your enlarged g-spot, wanting nothing more than to cream all over him. If he’s this good with his hands, your drugged mind can only imagine what he can do with his cock.

Vil’s in complete awe, relishing the way you’re seemingly giving into him. He should’ve given you an aphrodisiac a long time ago.

He so desperately wanted to see your face, knowing that a pretty princess like you would be drooling at his fingering skills.

You teeter so close to the edge, pussy clamping down on his nimble fingers. Your moans and cries grow louder, as he constantly abuses your g-spot, causing your legs to shake and your eyes to roll to the back of your head. Yet, before you can squirt all over him, he pulls back, delivering a harsh smack to your plush ass, “I didn’t say you could cum, fairest. Only good girls are allowed to, and since you didn’t ask, I don’t think that applies to you,”

Sobbing, you grip the sheets below you, “Please, Vil! I need it! I need to cum so bad!”

He laughs at your pitiful display, before unbuttoning his dress trousers and pulling out his cock. He’s long and thin, tip flushed a pastel pink. Pre-cum practically drips from his tip, leaving small drops on both his trousers and sheets. He’s not too worried about it, though, you’ll either lick it up later or a maid will clean it.

“Hmm, I suppose I can allow it. But,” he spreads your pussy open with two fingers, taking in the perfect sight of your puffy, dripping hole, “You can only cum on my cock.”

When you don’t immediately respond, he pinches your clit between his thumb and forefinger, causing your body to jolt, a scream tumbling from your lips before you can stop it.

“You will respond when I ask you a question, (Your name). Never ignore your Master,” You nod your head rapidly, more tears dripping down your face.

“Yes, yes, I’m sorry! Please stop,” He releases you, lightly patting you on the pussy, before lining his cockhead up to your prepaired cunny.

“Good, darling. Now, let me show you what you do to me,” Without another word, he shoves his prick inside of you, bumping into your cervix harshly. What he didn’t have in girth, he made up for in length. Vil’s eyes practically roll to the back of his head, mouth open, face screwed up in an abnormally imperfect expression, “Fuck,” He swears, which he almost never does, “I knew your pussy would be perfect for me.”

He bucks into you ungracefully, which would have surprised you, if you weren’t so drugged up. You moan and cry, both loving and hating what he’s doing to your body. Your pussy creams around his cock, coating his cock in a milky white sheen, which the blond male looks at in awe. Using the two fingers that’s holding your cunny open, he releases one part in favour of lightly rubbing your engorged clit.

Gasping at how you grip down on him, he begins to slam into you at a decent pace. His thrusts lightly rock your body, your face still smooshed into his bed spread. His pretty moans intermingle with yours, as he continues to assault your clit and fuck into you.

Your juices drip down your thighs and onto his bedspread, cream and slick mixing together for a sinful concoction. Your g-Spot is so enlarged from the drug, that every drag of his cock has you practically convulsing.

“Vil! Vil!” He gives a breathy laugh at your sweet keening, pressing down a little harder on your pretty clit.

“Yes, fairest?” He acts coy, pretending to not understand why you’re calling out for him.

“It’s-it’s too much! I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum! Please let me cum!” Your foggy mind barely recalls his previous orders, filling the blond with pride.

“Since you asked so nicely,” He leans in close to you, the soft fabric of his blouse feeling wonderful against your heated skin, “Go ahead, darling. Cum all over your Master’s cock.”

Your body squeezes down on him harsher than before, practically milking him for everything he has. He lets out an unusually mannish grunt, spilling his seed deep inside of you, as you squirt around him. Both of your releases drip down the both of you; your bare thighs covered in delicious cream, whilst Vil’s designer trousers are completely soiled. Yet, Vil wouldn’t have it any other way.

“What a perfect darling,” He releases your pussy, in favour of wrapping an arm around your bare chest, and flipping you onto your back. Your (hair is a complete mess/drool is leaking out of your mouth), makeup completely smeared all over your face. Though Vil is always one for perfection, he can’t help but think you look better this way, “You did so well for me, (Your name). So well, in fact, I believe you deserve another release.”

You whimper, body completely boneless underneath him, “Please, please, I need you so bad. I feel so empty, Vil,” Your eyes are still teary, lips still trembling. It causes his cock to twitch.

He places a kiss to your lips, his lipstick transferring onto you very noticeably, “Call me by the correct name, fairest, and I’ll make sure you can’t move tomorrow.”

You gulp, mind screaming at you to hold your ground, but you fall victim to the drug burrowing inside of you, “Please, Master, I need you.”

With a smug grin, Vil forces your thighs open, lining his now erect cock with your cum filled pussy, “I’ll do so, with great pleasure.”

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