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sorbetisfruity · 11 months

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I feel like Neige’s ideal type is a literal princess/prince.

Like he sees you in the forest and you’re sleeping or dozing off and animals and insects are just surrounding you. And they’re not hurting you, they’re admiring you.

And he’s immediately like, “I want them.”

Btw, can y’all tell that I love Neige??? And Vil?? Sorry I write about them sm, but GAGSGVS I love them!!!!

Also this definitely ties into my little imagine I did a week or so ago about Vil being super mad if he ever found out you were close with Neige. This is how you two originally met!!!!

ᶻ𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓𐰁✰

You sigh as you step foot in the forest, feeling the wind blow through your hair.

You hear birds chirping and fluttering in the trees, and squirrels and rabbits skittering about.

Finally you get to hear something other than a boring lecture or Crowley.

Why are you here, you ask?

After some much needed begging from you (and your friends and teachers) Crowley is letting you have a week long break from school.

And thank the great seven for that, because god do you need it.

I mean, with 4 overblots back to back, and practically being the school therapist and Crowley’s lovely assistant…?

Yeah you’re definitely a little stressed. And you definitely deserve a break.

A break from school and everyone else.

Your goal today was to not talk to any of your friends. You love them but god, they can be a bit…obnoxious sometimes.

As you walk and think to yourself, you come across a clearing in the woods.

The clearing is covered in plush, green grass. Flowers of all colors grow around it, making it look like a bed meant for a fairy. The sun hits the clearing as well, making the grass just warm enough for a nap.

It looks like a scene from a fairytale!!

..a little nap wouldn’t hurt, right?

….

…right.

You stretch as you step over the flowers, not wanting to break or hurt them. And as you lay down onto the grass, you sigh contently.

This patch of grass was more comfortable than your actual bed back at Ramshackle!!

You close your eyes, listening to the buzzing of the bees around you as you fall asleep…

And as you snoozed away, animals gathered around you, looking at you as if you were some foreign being.

A butterfly lands softly on the tip of your nose, as a couple more cuddle up into your hair.

A rabbit nudges your hand, before cuddling up into your arm.

A doe lays at your feet, and a couple of cardinals and blue jays perch upon a branch by your head, chirping curiously.

You were surrounded and loved by animals and insects of all kinds, yet you didn’t stir from your slumber.

But suddenly, a twig broke, releasing a loud crack throughout the once silent forest.

The animals and insects turned their heads and came face to face with a boy in white.

The boy was young looking, short and had black hair. His skin was fair and well, to put it simply, he was absolutely gorgeous.

With big brown eyes and a round face, he looked as innocent and as sweet as can be.

“Why, hello there birdies!” He spoke softly, yet excitedly as the birds tweeted happily and landed on his out stretched hand.

“How are you guys doing today?”

The birds chirped in response, turning their heads towards you. Who, somehow, was still asleep despite the amount of animals around you.

“Oh..? And who..who is this?” The boy in white spoke softly once again, kneeling down and moving some hair out of your face.

He blushed softly, realizing that one, you’re sleeping, and two?

…you are absolutely ethereal..

“Who are you?..you look oh so..familiar?” You look like someone he’d see in a dream. A dream where he met a beautiful princess/prince and practically married them on the spot.

He touched your face with his hand. He touched you softly and delicately, as if you were made of porcelain.

Your skin was soft and flushed, a result of Vils skincare routine and the sun brushing against your face like a warm blanket as you slept.

Who were you?…

You stirred in your sleep, eyes slowly opening.

And as you began to wake up, the boy in white jumped up and ran the other direction!! Which startled a couple of the animals around you.

The first thing you noticed when you woke up is that your eyes were covered. And as you came more and more to your senses, you realized a butterfly was sitting upon your nose!!

“Well, good afternoon to you as well Mr. Butterfly.” You hummed, smiling as the butterfly flapped its blue wings happily.

“Here, I’m sure these flowers will be more comfortable than my nose.”

You picked up the butterfly gently and set it on a white flower next to you, giggling as it flew off the flower and instead found comfort on your head.

“Fine, fine. You may lay on me. But I really do think the flowers would be….more..”

You paused, looking around and seeing the surplus of animals surrounding you.

“Uh…when did I inherit a petting zoo?” You giggled to yourself, petting the rabbit softly.

The rabbit thumped the ground with its back paw happily as you pet it, leaning into your touch.

You stared up at the sky, realizing how late it was. Your nap was supposed to be pretty short, but it seemed it ended up a couple hours long.

You sighed, standing up and stretching. Paying no mind to the butterfly’s that flew out of your hair and onto the flowers surrounding you.

“It was nice to meet y’all, but I’ve gotta head back.” You spoke, scratching the doe behind the ear, “as soft as this grass was, I don’t think sleeping outside in the dark would be safe for me.”

You waved goodbye to your newly found animal friends, smiling softly as you began to make the walk back to Ramshackle.

But.

“Oof!” “Woah!”

You bumped into someone, landing on top of them.

“I’m so-” You started, before realizing how close you two were.

One wrong move and you two would definitely…

Ki…

No!!!!

Don’t think about that, this is a stranger!

You frantically scrambled off of the person, standing up and brushing yourself off before apologizing profusely.

As the person stood up, you realized it was a guy.

He was dressed in white, shorter than you, and, to put it simply? He was beautiful.

He probably rivaled Vil!!

(Never tell Vil that.)

He had black hair, a round face, and brown puppy dog eyes.

Overall? Total cutie.

“Are you okay? I’m so sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going..” You broke the stare you two were holding, hands waving frantically.

“Oh please, it was all my fault!! Don’t worry. I’m fine. Are you okay?” He asked, his face twisted in concern.

“Of course I’m okay!! I landed on top of you, after all.” Oh My Goddddd why would you say that?!?!

“You probably took most of the hit.” You awkwardly laughed out.

“So, what’s your name? And are you sure you’re okay?” You questioned, breaking the silence.

You didn’t know who he was?

Neige wasn’t one to be egotistical, but he knew he was quite well known around Twisted Wonderland.

If anything he was expecting you to ask for an autograph or something.

But this? Someone who didn’t know him?

Now this was exciting.

And as he heard you talk more, he realized something.

He KNEW you.

No, no, not from a dream.

From the news!! From the papers! From Magicam!!!

You’re-

“*ahem*? Hey dude, you okay? Maybe you did fall a lot harder than we thought…I can take you to the nurse if you’d like!” You interrupted his train of thought, waving a hand in front of his face.

“Oh!!! No, no, I don’t need a nurse. It’s nothing. Just got lost in thought.” Neige giggled out, grabbing one of your hands.

“I’m Neige, Neige Leblanche! Who are you?”

“I’m-”

You’re Y/N L/N, you’re from NRA, and you’re the hero who’s been stopping overblot after overblot since the school year began.

He knows you. And he’s been wanting to meet you the moment he heard about you from Che’nya.

Neige stared at your eyes, getting lost in them as you spoke about yourself.

But he quickly snapped out of it when you asked him a rather interesting question.

“So, do you go to school here? I’ve never seen you around…if you were in a dorm? It’d definitely be Pomefiore. You’re way too pretty to NOT be in there!” You said, making his pale face turn pink.

The prettiest person he’s ever met just called HIM pretty!?!

Now he really thinks he’s dreaming…

“But you’re dressed in white. Kids at NRA don’t tend to wear white. Except for Kalim and me occasionally. And that’s only when Rook and Vil have some little outfits they wanna shove me in!” You joked, giggling to yourself.

“Oh no, I don’t go here! I go to RSA!” He spoke softly, ignoring the fact you knew Vil as he moved closer to you.

“That definitely fits you better,” you laughed again, “you look too nice and act too nice to be in NRA.”

“I could say the same thing about you too, you know.” He said almost immediately, the words slipping out of his mouth as smooth as butter.

Your face flushed, looking at him in surprise before looking away.

“I’d say you look even nicer than I do, Y/N.”

Your face darkened even more, not even daring to look him in the eyes.

Suddenly, you were hyperaware of everything.

Especially how soft his hand was on yours.

How long has he been holding your hand?

It’s so…tense.

Are you always this weird around pretty people?

“Anyways, it’s getting late. And pretty people need their beauty sleep, right? I think it’s time you head home, Y/N.” Neige smiled brightly up at you, moving into the next topic with ease as if he didn’t just fluster you to no end.

“But first!! Give me your number, or at least your Magicam. I wanna talk to you more!! You’re so interesting!”

You’ve told the poor boy practically nothing about yourself other than your name, yet he’s head over heels and ready to try and win you over.

You agreed, wanting to talk to him more too.

After all, there’s no harm in talking to a literal Prince Charming, is there?

“I’ll see you later, Neige. Goodnight, and sweet dreams.” You spoke tiredly, yawning as you began to walk away.

“Goodnight to you as well Y/N!! I’ll text you in the morning! Sleep well!!”

And as you walked back to Ramshackle, Neige couldn’t help but giggle in glee as he stared at your number and Magicam.

(You gave him both. You couldn’t resist his puppy dog eyes:(((( )

He can’t believe he met his princess/prince, it was just like a fairytale he’d read when he was younger.

Now, he just needs to make you fall for him!!

But how?

ᶻ𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✰ᶻ 𝗓𐰁✰

I always end up making people unintentionally obsessive/possessive:(((

But luckily, I think it fits Neige.

Bro NEEDS his happy ending and he needs it NOW.

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facadep · 5 months

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Finished my Rapunzel twst OC

Meet Prince Punzel of Shaftlands~ ☀️ 🎨

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst oc #twst rapunzel #rapunzel oc #facadep #my art #royal sword academy #twst rsa #oc #blondie squad #he got the sun in his eyes~

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mawwart · 8 months

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Doodle dump from new brush testing ft my little rsa ocs

#disney twst #twst #twisted wonderland #twst oc #ocs #twisted wonderland malleus draconia #twisted wonderland malleus #twst malleus #malleus draconia #Malleus #twst grim #grim #twst rsa #rsa oc

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bitethedustfools · 2 months

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TWST Story idea (9)

Warning: inhumane treatment and view, abuse, human trafficking, obsession.

Twisted Wonderland, where non-magical people do not exist.

Imagine how NRC looked upon Yuu, the first non-magical human to ever exist. It was like seeing an exotic animal, the only one of its kind.

Yuu is not a being with a thinking mind, but an animal with no brain in the eyes of Twisted Wonderland. Seeing how Yuu reacts to the world with barely any knowledge only cements this fact.

Prefect? What a joke. Yuu is the Headmaster and the Housewardens' pet.

Yuu'll do the errands, Yuu'll be the scapegoat for every blame, a doll to be dressed and shown off, a frog to be dissected, a plushie to be cuddled and torn apart, a lion in a circus, doing tricks it abhors by the ringmaster.

Yuu can scream and threaten and hurt them and risk dying, but it's alright, Yuu are their beloved pet. It's nothing but a mild tantrum. Yuu will calm down soon anyway. It's always like that, and if not, a few rough handlings will do the trick. If the most vicious, unruly dogs can learn to behave and be obedient, so can Yuu.

Even if Yuu had become the most ugliest thing molded by their hands, Yuu will still be loved. Isn't that wonderful?

The others caught wind of this. The Royal Sword Academy wanted to see this non-magical thing, amazed and then astounded at their condition that is akin to an abused and leashed dog. Their kind and gentle hearts could never bear to see Yuu in such situation.

They wanted to sweep Yuu off their feet, ride on a white horse like a knight in shining armor, and place them in RSA where they will watch over Yuu and take care of their needs.

Rollo Flamm of the Noble Bell College, who dreamt that the world will be better without magic, began to show interest, obsessively so. It grew worse when he saw the state Yuu is in, proving that magic is indeed evil, and thus, bringing his hatred for magic to further heights.

He would find ways to meet, observe, and transfer Yuu to their college under the guise of 'justice'.

The Playful Land would prepare for the arrival of a new puppet. They'll put a stage for Yuu to stand on, dress them prettily, and handle them gently like precious goods. The spotlight is on Yuu, smile. Yuu will–is loved. The money bid on them will be the proof.

Fellow Honest stood back, Gidel hidden behind him. He would save Yuu, but at what cost? He couldn't save himself nor Gidel from this place.

It does not stop there. It spreads, people around the world would flock to NRC to see this precious, unique little thing by the name of Yuu.

Royalties and those who have money wanted to buy or demanded them to show up so they can see Yuu up close. Reporters would barged NRC daily and so on.

Getting kidnapped, harassed and no privacy is part of the norm.

How would Yuu ever break free and return home?

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #disney twst #twst yuu #writing prompt #yandere twst #everyone loves yuu #twst rsa #rsa #Yuu got isekaied but the place they landed is fcked up #Yuu is a celebrity but in the wrong way #make the story more fcked up #touch the darkest part and show it in details

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preprecure · 24 days

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Royal Sword Academy Au

Welcome to the good guys team! Pt. 1-2

“Why is it so stuffy in here?”

It’s dark, and kinda cramped, but oddly…soft at the same time? You can’t see a thing…why can’t you see anything? You hear shuffling around you, then an unknown voice speaks from the darkness.

“Dang it!…people are coming…gotta get into uniform before they see me!”

You hear a small creaking noise from within the comfortably cramped darkness. “Aghhhh! The lid is too heavy!…maybe if I…” Sparkling flames erupt around you, making the cramped space a lot more warmer. “Out! Too hot!” You yell before shoving open some sort of lid, finding yourself on the cool floor of a nice, dimly lit area with fancy crystal lamps illuminating its pristine white walls. Crystals you would normally find adorned on a chandelier hang on the ceiling, almost as if they were imitating fairy lights. Boxes that look like white, steel coffins floating off the ground.

“Gahhh! Why are you awake!?l” A small, weird looking creature stands…well..floats before you, bewildered by your conscious form; like it was expecting you to be dead or asleep.

“What the hell? A talking roach!?” You say, pointing at the creature in front of you. “Wow, Rude! I’m not a roach, thank you!” it puts its hands on its hips, puffing out its cheeks. “I’m a fairy!”

You continue to point at the flying roach in front of you, while slowly backing away from it. “Why is it still talking?” The bee-like creature huffs in annoyance and crosses its arms. “Whatever!” The mosquito points at you.

“Changing subject, I’m going to need you to hand those clothes you’re wearing over to me, please.” Squinting at your outfit

“Although they are a bit big…oh well! That’s what magic is for.” You continue to gawk at the creature.

“What?! No!” defensively attempting to cover yourself up, much to no avail.

“I’m not giving a yassified flying roach my clothes!” The roach’s face goes as red as a tomato.

“OI! For the last time I am not a roach!” The flying roach starts flying at you. Letting out a small yelp of fear you turn and attempt to run away from the flying thing before running into something, or more maybe, someone.

“Oh! What is going on here? You’re yelling and it’s disrupting the entrance ceremony, not to mention causing the students to worry.” You haven’t heard this voice before, this one is new. Backing away from the person you bumped into, you see it’s an elderly man with short white hair that’s covered by a pointy hat, a beard, with small circular monocle glasses framing his face, slightly covering his gray eyes. His clothes are well…something. He wears blue robes with a long white scarf tied in a knot with some sort of emblem on his shoulder, with light blue socks and blue shoes to match.

You point at the flying creature behind you. “That Thing is trying to attack me!” Said ‘thing’ points back at you “I am not!”. Looking back at the ‘thing’ you retort, “Yes you are!”. It argues, so you argue back. You two get so wrapped up in your back and forth banter that you forget about the third party in the room.

“You can understand them?” Abruptly stopping your debate with the roach you turn and face the third person with confusion written all over your face. “Yes? Can you not?”. The elderly man shakes his head, “Apologies, I don’t have my fairy communicator on me at the moment.”

You’re very confused right now, what’s a fairy communicator? The man looks as if he just recalled something important “Right! Silly me,” you snap your attention back to him. “You’re a new student, and the entrance ceremony is underway.” Entrance Ceremony?

He smiles brightly “Let's get you to the mirror room, yes?” Quickly ushering you into the other room, motioning for the flying ‘fairy’ to follow behind. Yeaaaa…you’re still confused. Looking up at the elderly man leading you somewhere “Hey! Who are you? And where am I?” He smiles again before responding “Well, I am Ambrose the 63rd. Headmaster of Royal Sword Academy, which is where you are now!”

This response causes you to raise a brow in confusion “Royal Sword Academy?” Ambrose nods in response. “One of the most prestigious magic schools in all of Twisted Wonderland! Talented young magicians chosen by the looking glass are welcome to attend this school.”

Okay…more stuff you don’t know. Which means more questions that need to be answered. “Uh…huh…” you reply as Ambrose continues his rant. “Those from around the world who have been chosen to attend RSA use a gate to make their way here. A pearlescent pumpkin carriage carrying the gate should have gone to greet you.”

A memory of a pumpkin shaped carriage riding off comes to mind. How odd, the carriage reminds you of something you’ve seen in a Fairytale. What was it called again?

“I think I remember that fairytale carriage…” you mumble out unconsciously. Causing the elderly man to chuckle at your response, “The pearlescent pumpkin carriage goes around greeting every new student chosen by the looking glass, they are special carriages used to carry the doors to the academy.” Nodding in response, he continues. “The market decided long, long ago that carriages should be used to welcome people on special days, which I think is quite lovely!”

The market decided on this? What kind of market??

“Heyyy! Are we there yet?!” Oh yea. You had a ‘Fairy’ Flying behind you. Ambrose momentarily looks at the fairy before looking back at you. “What?” You say, tilting your head slightly.“What did they say?” He asked in response. “I wanna know if we’re there yet!” The fairy yells directly in your ear, causing you to flinch in response.

Momentarily glaring at the fairy for your ear strain. You look back at Ambrose to answer him, “He wants to know if we’re there yet.” That being wherever there is.

The old man chuckles “You’re absolutely right! We have no time to waste. The entrance ceremony is waiting for us!” This makes him start speed walking ahead of you so as to not waste any more time. For a man quite older than you, he’s surprisingly very fast.

“Wonder what this entrance ceremony is all about…” you mumble to yourself before speeding up behind Ambrose.

In a room full of people, everyone is whispering amongst themselves. About what? You might ask, no one may ever know. The room has the same interior as the place you woke up in, the only difference being a smaller number of steel coffins and a giant glass mirror standing in the middle of the room. The people in the room are wearing white and yellow cloaks; the hoods obscuring their identities.

A blonde haired boy speaks up from the crowd. “Soooo…is that everyone?,” he looks around the room “Are we done now?” clapping his hands together before standing in front of the crowd. “Alright new Wondreation students! We have rules here but we are not above nor below them, just have fun and all will be well!” He gives a warm yet playful smile to the crowd giving off a lighthearted vibe to himself.

A short man with animal ears stretches his arms out. “Thank the Great Seven this is finally over!” popping his back, “I was starting to get stiff.” He looks at the crowd. “Ima head back and get some rest now,” He waves a hand in the air, getting the attention of the crowd. “All Sunlione dorm members are with me!,” he motions towards the exit “Let's go!”

A curious looking boy in the crowd says his share of words, flashing a smile to everyone. “Hello-Hello! And congratulations to all of the new students of the academy!,” happily clapping to himself “You all are going to love it here! As the dorm leader of Atlarine I’m happy to help you in any way I can!”

A cute boy looks around the room, a worried expression on his face. “Did anyone see where the headmaster went? It’s not like him to walk out on such an important event…” A tall, buff-looking dude looks around as well, “Hey, you’re right! Where’d he go?!” A boy with bright purple eyes pops up behind the tall man, leaning against him despite their height difference . “Hmmm…maybe he had to use the bathroom?”

A loud bang of a door opening can be heard in the room, the source of the sound being Ambrose. “Oh there he is.” The blonde haired boy comments, subtly pointing at the old man. Ambrose rushes into the room with you and the fairy not far behind him. “Sorry for walking out everyone! It seems we were missing one student, so I went to go find them.”

The elderly man turns to you. “You still have time to be assigned to a dorm,” he motions to the flying cockroach, “Your fairy companion will be watching from the sidelines while you step in front of the glass mirror.”

The cockroach huffs in annoyance before standing, floating? By Ambrose. You step up to the mirror. An androgynous voice speaks from within the mirror “State thy name.”

“(Y/N).” you respond.

The whole room falls silent as you wait for the mirror’s response. “The shape of thy soul is…'' the mirror pauses, “I sadly cannot tell…'' the crowd gasps in disbelief. Ambrose confusedly looks at the mirror “Pardon?”. The glass mirror responds, “I sense no magic within this one.” The crowd begins to whisper, you’re sure it’s about you. the topic being most likely about you.

The mirror speaks once more, “The soul’s color, shape, essence, it’s all nothing.” The whispers are getting louder. “Hence they aren’t suited for any specific dormitory.” the stares on your person become more intense as the whispers continue to grow louder. Ambrose shakes his head in disbelief “The pearlescent pumpkin carriage would never make the mistake of bringing someone who can’t use magic.”

“In all my years,” (Lol) “There has never been a mistake in the student selection.” He puts a hand on his chin “Then again, mistakes can happen…” The fairy flies in front of you, standing in between you and Ambrose, shoving something in the elderly man’s hands. “Me! Me! I can take their place!”

“Unlike them!” Proudly thumbing towards themselves “I can use magic! Let me take their place, I promise you won’t regret it!” The little fairy looks like it’s about to burst from excitement, “Here I can even prove it to you right now!”

The short man with animal ears yells from the crowd “Hit the deck!” As the fairy pulls something out of his pocket and throws it on the floor, causing a fire within the room. Screams of fear and panic are heard throughout the room, as people try to flee the scene. The tall, buff looking man is flailing his arms around and running all over the place, “AHHHHHH! My butt is on fire!! Hot! Hot! Hotttt!” You snicker to yourself at how dumb he looks, flailing his arms around like an idiot.

Ambrose looks like he’s on the verge of panicking. Pointing to the flying creature, “Someone catch that fairy! Before the whole school gets burnt to a crisp!”

The blonde haired boy sighs, putting his hands on his hips. “Mannn…and here I was hoping to have another easy day.” The curious boy looks at the blonde in confusion “But I thought you always wanted to meet a fairy? Wouldn’t you like to catch and befriend him?” The blonde takes a minute to consider it, ultimately deciding not to. “Naw, I’m good.”

The boy with Bright Purple eyes raises his hand from the panicking crowd “Headmaster Ambrose! I can get him!” He proudly places his hands on his hips, “I’ve dealt with fairies before so I know how to handle this!” The cute boy giggles, “That’s Raheel for you. Always stepping up to help those in need.”

The buff man with his butt still on fire speaks up again “Um! Hello?! Can someone please help me put out my butt fire…please!?” He attempts to stop, drop, and roll to extinguish the fire but surprisingly it doesn’t work, which causes him to panic even more.

Ambrose is slowly panicking while trying to keep everyone else calm “Everyone! Remain calm!” The blondie places his arms behind his head, “It’s just a small flying roach. How hard can it be to catch it?” The roach turns towards the blonde, “I am not a roach!” angrily flailing its limbs around like a child throwing a tantrum. “I am a fairy! And I have a name!”

The boy with Purple eyes also known as ‘Raheel’ crosses his arms. “Uh-huh, and what might your name be then?” He says in a mocking tone.

The man with animal ears stands beside Raheel placing a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “Well that isn’t very nice, Now was it?” Purple eyed boy shrugs before pulling out something that looks like a broach, aiming it at the fairy. “Probably not, but hey! It never hurts to tease.”

The man with animal ears shakes his head in disapproval; grabbing a similar looking broach, aiming it at the fairy as well. “Let's just get this over with.”

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mc-cos-charm · 2 months

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Vil : HOLD EPEL DOWN!

pomefiore students holding epel down : yes!

Epel : L̴̪͎̤̜͂̽̓͘͝e̷̱͎̐͌̌̇ẗ̴̼͇͎̳̮̯͐̔̒̍̂͝ ̴̮̜͖̩̤̖͚̋̇̅̀̀͂͒̂̈̔m̷̡̥̰͇̥̭̗̌̍̃̽͊͜͝e̵̩̣̍͑ ̸̨̛͔͓͓͇̻̼̒ͅͅk̶̢̦̪͇͈̮̗̑i̵̳̳̞̤̼̙̹͓̋̍l̸̘̹̮̮͎̘͈̦͚̗̏͠l̸̲̪͗̒̆͂̇̈̅̊̒ ̵̨̰̖̹͈͕̆̊͒̀̊̋ͅt̶̨̟̱͉̥̦̽͋̽ͅh̴̥̲̹͈͑̿̽̏̋̊̾̕͘͠a̸̫̮̻͇͓͈̗̳͎͓͗́͛̅͐͐͂͆͆̀t̷̻̜̗̥̦̞̻̂̒͘ ̸̲͛̅͒b̷̡̤͕̫̤̻̠̠͔̪̿̿̍̈́͛̚͠i̷̢̛̛̱̣̰̱̰̠̖̪͑̀͂̉͗̽̋ct̴̜͖́͛̅h̷̠̗͍͓̖̜͎̼͉͋̒̐̈͜

Ace ,standing in the corner : what is going on?

Deuce , turned to look at epel : oh! Epel saw the story prefect made...

Ace : what was the story?

Deuce : about rook senpai betraying vil...

Ace : oh that time..

Deuce : yeah but in the story vil ignored rook and rook never got the chance to confess to vil so HE ENDED UP WITH NEIGE INSTEAD!!!

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst incorrect quotes #twst ace #twst deuce #twst epel #twst vil schoenheit #twst vil #twst rookvil #twst rook hunt #twst rook #twst neige #twst rsa #twst mc #twst pomefiore

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artsybelle1015 · 8 months

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Twisted Wonderland First Kisses Pt. 2

Pt. 1

small headcanons

reader has no specified gender.

warnings: i don’t know much about rollo i’m sorry 😭, also surprise kiss on che’yna!

Che’nya: A huge grin appears on his face as he leans into kiss you, before disappearing. Annoyed, you look around for him only to appear upside down on a tree branch surprise kissing you, nipping at your bottom lip slightly. It’s so short lived as he sits up and smirks down at you, causing you to be flustered.

Neige: It’s like a fairytale kiss with prince charming. First of all, before it happens he freaks out slightly and starts to set the atmospheres. He’s extremely nervous and has never kissed anyone before, so he’s trying his best to make it perfect for you too. Once you reassure him it’s okay, he finally admits he may be pushing it off, but is ready now. Once your lips lock sparks fly all over again, suddenly the room is brighter, and everything feels airy. His lips are soft and delicate as you expected, and left on yours is a small red lip stain.

a/n: you side character fans are deprived so i made this longer for you guys!

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polart-lol · 3 months

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⚠️TWST BOOK 5 SPOILERS⚠️

Headcanon? Basically how I imagine Vil felt post VDC. Like I understand that Rook was just being true to himself and being honest, and in reality Neige's group performed better, but I just cant help but think about how heartbroken and betrayed Vil must have felt😔 like Rook was his biggest supporter, and Vil put in so much effort to try to surpass Neige, but at the end of the day even the person he trusted the most chose Neige over him😭

It's like no matter how hard he tries, he'll always be second place..

What I really can't get over is how the reason why they lost was directly because of Vil's actions. If he didn't let his paranoia and anxiety get the best of him, if he didnt give up before he even tried, if he didn't overblot and exhaust the team before they could perform— they probably would have won.

F*ck this game man😭😭 breaking my heart

#twisted wonderland #disney twst #animatic #art #disney twisted wonderland #fanart #twst vil #vil shoenheit #twst pomefiore #twisted wonderland pomefiore #pomefiore #twst book 5 #rook hunt #twst rook #neige leblanche #twst neige #twst rsa #twst nrc

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z3llous · 8 months

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The old design has been bugging me for so long, so here we are

RSA Azul

He wasn't bullied, so he never felt the need to loose weight

has a sweet tooth

loves to help out and make mutually beneficial deals

loves to cook for friends

a bit naive, but learns quickly

fascinated by humans and human culture

runs an adorable pastel colored cafe

very friendly and extremely talkative

decide to add more info since the original didn't have much

More RSA and twst stuff here : CLICK

@azulashengrottospiano

#azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto fanart #twisted wonderland #rsa azul #twst rsa #twst azul #twst #twst azul fanart #twst fanart #twisted wonderland fanart #twisted wonderland azul

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luxthestrange · 9 months

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TWST Incorrect quotes#569 Yandere

Yuu: Sooo... what do you normally do in your free time?

Neige*Flutters eyeslashes cutely*Stalk.

Yuu: Really? I enjoy going for walks and gaming

Neige: I know~

#disney twst #twst #twisted wonderland x yuu #twisted wonderland x reader #twst yuu #neige leblanche x yuu #neige leblanche x reader #neige leblanche #yandere twst #yandere neige #twst rsa #twst incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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br3adtoasty · 3 months

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🎵 [ Giacomo Rondino - Dorm Uniform ] 🎵 [SSR]

“If you believe in it, even the impossible is possible!”

Groooovy!!

#the first in my ssr series!#neige and… someone else’s cameos #also there’s a hidden mickey 👁👁#try to find it if u dare #i say dorm uniform but really it’s just the school uniform #cuz i don’t think twst will give us rsa dorm uniforms any time soon #twst #twst oc #rsa #twst rsa #royal sword academy #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #rsa oc #royal sword academy oc #giacomo rondino #neige leblanche #rowan hunt #my art

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jazjelspen · 10 months

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leaving on wild charted waters [pt. 6]

(what if our mc just got tired of Night Raven College and it's inhabitants?)

(what if mc's Cinderella night just-- had to be ruined?)

(not really filler chapter anymore shits getting real‼️‼️/angst/not proofread/injuries/mc will be happy again soon I promise TT-TT/very, very light swearing)

(requested tags!: @chxrry-blxssxm-tea @missotaku34 @aprityormarj )

if you want to be tagged in future chapters please comment or message me! I will only tag you if you directly ask for it and I will only tag you once unless you asked to be tagged on all future chapters of a particular series. now let's wrap this up and head straight into part 6!!)

the ball: the clock strikes 12

(follow the white rabbit)

your breath hitched as the head the body that held you then started to scramble back from the embrace yet held your shoulders in their hands. those green eyes, those fangs, the horns, the outfit that correlated to the dorm of a powerful fae. yeah, as you feared.. it was Malleus.

"oh how I've missed you my dear.." Malleus's mouth widened into a relieved and joyous smile, his fangs out and all and his eyes full of adoration. "you have no idea how bad it's been for me, for all of us since you left us.." he let out a small sigh before he brought you in for another hug, squeezing you a little tighter this time but knew to be careful of his strength.

"Malleus.. stop it--" you attempted to push him off with your arms on his chest yet he wouldn't budge. You continued to squirm under his arms to part from him and when you finally were able to push him off all you could see were his eyes widening in heartbreak "fuck Malleus.. I said stop it!"

"I..." he took in a deep yet shaky breath "why did you leave..? I've dreamt about you since the day you left, why would you go?.." he then held your hand in his, trying to get some sort of answer from you. "I mean I understand why you'd go but.. why not at least bid all of us.. bid me a farewell my dear?" you could see his face slowly get desperate as his vibrant green eyes got misty with the longer he looked at you "if you come back my dear I promise no one will ever hurt you again, I will always listen to you, I'll take care of you-- I'll do everything you need or want just-- please come back to me."

"then you clearly don't understand well enough as to why I left." your face subconsciously formed a scowl "I am not obliged to say goodbye to you or anyone else at that school, not when you all just kept dragging me in the mud whenever you all felt like it." you scoffed "I can admit that I have missed you all, I've missed all our good moments and trips but I can't forgive any of you for breaking my arm or cutting me or--or scarring me in more ways than one" you could feel your voice slowly raise in volume.. little by little. "I do not owe any of you an explanation as to why I left, I don't owe any of you an apology for doing what's right for me."

Malleus stared at you as you kept on talking, his mixed feelings swirling on his face, his features contorting into phases of emotions that you have never seen before. It could've been almost terrifying to look at but the thing was that-- you weren't scared, not anymore. you had more people, better people, people who never forced you into chores or missions you didn't want to do, people who didn't dump everything on you without first asking you, people that actually fucking cared about your feelings.

Malleus cared, oh he did and obviously still does. It's just he's never cared enough the way your new friends do, he never truly has.

"I don't owe you an explanation as to why I left Malleus since it's clearly obvious- that even a blind man can see it-- that I'm better off here." you stared him down in a way that sent him chills down his spine, in a way that made him feel small instead of vice versa. "I'm closer in finding a way home than I ever have at Night Raven where I wasted months of my life for people that just liked dragging a magicless human to feed their own little and fragile egos. and if you can't except that I'm better off here and better off at finally going home then you clearly have not learned anything from your overblot."

oh how you, a magicless human prefect, astounded the fae prince of briar valley. you may not have power in magic but hell did you have power in words. whether you yourself thought your sentences were powerful or not either way it astounded Malleus since it seems he's gotten used to the quiet and almost obedient version of you. his features were almost unreadable, it was unclear if he was even angry or upset. the hair on your body raised up when you sensed a few distant thunderclaps in the background and the sound of a few stems of sharp thorns grow and reach out from the floor and beneath his feet. in the end all Malleus really did with that blank expression of his was reach out to you but you flinched away from his touch.

"you look stunning tonight my dear, shining brighter than any star in the sky." his soft comment was almost random and out of place, but he seemed genuine when he spoke with that true yet strained smile on his face. he slowly pulled his hand away when the stoned room you two were in started to be filled with various large stems of every size and shape, littered with the sharpest thorns you could think of. the stems popped out from cracks in the wall, the window from the ceiling, to even more below his shoes. as they moved the thorn decorated branches all seemed to reach out to you as you backed away slowly. all this whilst he sang a gentle tune under all the ensuing chaos..

“I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream..”

“I know you that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam..”

"tsunotarou-- " you quietly begged as you continued to back away until you felt many sharp pricks on your ankles which caused you to scream and fall down to land on your rear end in pain. Malleus had to immediately cut short the tune he sang as he desperately reached out to you with a panicked look when he saw you fall but kept himself from moving any further since it seems that all he ever does to you is hurt you, even when he doesn't mean it.

also because a curious, rabbit-chasing blonde already ran to your aid.

"_____! hold on I got you!!" Alex exclaimed as he picked you up, one arm behind your back and the other under your legs. The room quivered and the stems of thorns grew into bushes, slowly reaching out for Alex's legs as well. You looked over to face Malleus who is seen clenching his chest with fistfuls of his uniform, as if he's clenching his heart.

Tsunotarou looked at you with pain and concern with quiet tears rolling down his face from seeing how he just-- keeps hurting you. Even so, he lets you go.

Luckily Alex was fast enough to jump over the growing thorns to then quickly exclaim a spell you couldn't exactly hear well with how the rumbling and stones from the ceiling started caving in.

your last view of Malleus was his sad and pitiful face before the stones started piling up and covering eachothers views. officially ending this short yet aching encounter.

Alex ran headfirst into the wall where you first came from. once you two were now on the outside of the entrance you were both hit with cold and harsh raindrops from the sky. Alex continued to run and run as far away from the collapsing structure as possible, the tower being wrapped and hugged tightly by many large stems and branches of thorns and the roof of the tower now halfway caving inside the building. Alex huffed and puffed as he dodged a few rocks of the tumbling rubble from the building before dropping down to his knees to use the wet grounds to slide against the back exit of the school dance, not entirely protected by anything but a small roof that hovered over the back door but it was much farther away from any falling debris and awful rain. as the tower continued to roar in destruction Alex basically used himself as a shield as an attempt to cover you completely, holding you close to his chest and covering your head under his chin so if anything attempted to hit your head it'd hit his instead. he held you tightly until everything went quiet and all you could hear was just a few rolling rocks.

Alex slowly turned to look behind him with you following suite. as the dust slowly started to settle and the rain just getting more violent as time went you could see that the building was on the verge of completely collapsing, there were no longer any walls up with only the many and bushes of thorns holding onto the halfway collapsed ceiling and the rest of it's stone body. there were many stones of all sizes that held up the building now on the grass floor or stone path now ruining the recently polished or beautified lawns and floors.

Alex was panting and catching his breath before he finally faced you with a very exhausted look on his face and sweat and rain dripping under his chin, the adrenaline rush slowly sinking down now that everything is somewhat quiet except for the voices of afraid or shocked students running out from all openings of the ballroom to see the scene. "are you alright?.." he asked.

you nodded while also slowly coming out of the adrenaline high. "sorta.." you paused to catch your breath "how'd you know.. that I was there?.."

he lightly shrugged as he then slowly forced himself to get back into a normal breathing pace. "I noticed that the magic you were following felt-- more sentient than it seemed at first glance..." he slowly let you down on the ground gently whilst explaining to let his body rest "when you went through the wall-- I had only gotten more- curiouser.. and eventually walked in a bit after you but I hid in the shadows." he paused to finally get himself to breathe properly, his body shaking now that the energy high was now at it's last drop. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop I really didn't but-- I felt that if I left that something terrible would've happened. I guess it's good that I stayed, plus!..." he let out a light chuckle "the bathrooms are inside the ballroom, opposite side from the back exit so-- "

you let out a breathy 'hah' as a way to still laugh with him despite the lack of energy. your ankles were stinging and pulsing with blood that was coming out from small holes decorating your skin. Alex noticed how much blood was dripping from your skin to the ground and he prepared his body to pick you back up the same way he did before. and as if on cue right when he properly held you close the chime of a large clock rang against your ears as a way to announce that it has now struck twelve. you felt your now tattered, drenched, and dirty attire now fade off of your body and back into your previous outfit. same happened with Alex with his attire shining and poofing off of him to show his school uniform yet despite these sudden outfit changes Alex immediately started walking to get you help from anyone nearby. all the students that jumped and ran out to see the commotion all gasped. some stood in shock, some were asking for both of you and Alex's physical health, and some were even offering help. Alex would accept the help but would immediately ask for anyone to get Raps over here so that he can heal you with his unique magic. The rest of whatever was happening around you slowly got a bit blurry since as you laid in the arms of the young man you slowly felt your eyes slowly close, not because of bloodloss or any of the sort, but because everything you felt in those fast and short moments just emotionally and mentally tired you out, you were feeling incredibly exhausted after the shock and adrenaline finally now had it's run on your system and you couldn't help but feel safe enough to fall asleep in the warm arms of your friend.

when you let yourself fall asleep, all you dreamt about was sleeping back in your home world while laying in the softest covers you owned. the covers in your dream were so warm and cozy as if they just came out of the dryer. you heard distant yet familiar voices of family members in the background outside of the room you were sleeping in and the soft orange light from the outside peaked into your room while gently kissing your sleeping face. the air was filled in that specific smell your home always had. your bed and covers smell just the way you remember them, your room looks exactly the way you left it and the pillow under your head seemed to hug and warm you back to sleep.

for a moment you felt that you really were back home.

Back in Night Raven College......

Malleus teleported back to the school, Lilia awaiting him inside the Diasomnia dorm after accompanying him to RSA awhile ago. Sebek and Silver beside their father while watching the prince brush past them and ignored them while opening and slamming his room doors shut. There was an eerie silence before the slams and shatters of glass and wood were heard, roaring and shouts of frustration were booming from the creaks of the doors yet boomed throughout the halls as well. The three couldn't do anything but watch, they did everything they could to get Malleus back to himself to even getting him to see the former Ramshackle prefect again. but it seems as if it only made him even more bitter and frustrated. In this moment as a group Lillia, Sebek, and Silver accepted this temporary defeat. they won't give up on the young master, but they have given up in trying to get him back to his former self. now they will attempt to still bring in his favorite things, items, and hobbies-- but they know it wouldn't be the same anymore.

meanwhile the entire rest of the school was in disarray. everyday the students had to use umbrellas or raincoats with the never-ending storm hovering above them constantly, P.E was cancelled for a whole week with how bad it's gotten and the people you left behind mostly all have a sour attitude towards the mention of you. Heartslayul, Pomefiore, and Octavinelle students were pushed on harder than they were before, the dorm leaders of those particular students basically almost, just almost going back to their former ways. they still try to keep the lessons they learned from you and their overblots but their pettiness and the grudge they now hold against you holds them back from their true good potential. Savannaclaw, Scarabia, and Ignihyde were unique cases in it of themselves. Savannaclaw's dorm leader continued to try to stay on top of his responsibilities somewhat but due to your absence it's like he's neglecting the dorm even more than he ever used to. Scarabia's dorm leader was still generous and kind as usual, maybe even more! he held you close to his heart and continued to do good and more in your memory. Ignihyde's dorm leader.. basically neglected his position fully, he's almost on the verge of falling out of the title of house leader of Ignihyde yet his younger brother continued to be his shining and motivational light to even keep this stupid title. then of course, the dorm leader of Diasomnia, not fully neglecting his responsibilities but it's clear how much he's missed out due to his constant naps to fade away into a world with you in it.

people tried to fix all the issues that have smacked the school into rock bottom but no matter what their efforts are always fruitless. some students think they can keep on going without you, that you aren't needed to keep the school running again.. while others think that the only way to revive this place is if you're back in it.

(hopefully everything here made sense! I'm not the best at describing dramatic ongoing environments so I hope it all was understandable somewhat. thank you all for the excitement towards this part! I hope to excite you all with this series even more with the stuff I have in mind for future chapters.

also this is kinda random but I also draw too! and just for the funzies I may or may not draw my version of mc’s RSA friends that don’t have an official design. maybe tho.. depends on motivation..)

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uniquethingtastemaker · 11 months

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Neige x Reader: White Beaches and a Spring Morning

Summary: The Ramshackle prefect is finally able to get a full week off from school after four overblots. Determined to enjoy their time to the fullest off campus, they set out to explore Sage’s Island, starting with the island’s southern beaches. However, it seems that our prefect can never catch a break, as they find an RSA student crying and upset. Unable to just look away, they set their sights on comforting him and helping him have a good time outside of school.

Word count: just under 3k

Tags: fluff, getting together (not officially though), dates, romance

Warnings: none… unless suave reader is a warning… reader being too hot lol

Author’s notes: this was inspired by a tumblr post by @sorbertisfruity and I loved it so much that I decided to start writing it. Also this is my first time I’m actually writing and posting my creative work, so I just ask that people are kind. Thanks and enjoy!

Leaning forward with the wind whipping through your hair, you fly down the mountain path away from Night Raven College. The engine of the magic wheel roars behind you, as music blasts from the speakers. Finally, you were free! After months of work, you finally got a week off. Of course, you had to blackmail Crowley by threatening to expose the multiple overblots. Nonetheless, he conceded to your requests in the end. Now, you’ve left your worries and Grim temporarily behind in favor of a relaxing day at the beach.

Pulling up to the sandy shore, you park the magic wheel you’d borrowed from Ignihyde and look out at the sight before you. It was a nice change of scenery compared to the dreary mountain Night Raven College sat atop of. The morning was crisp and clear with the sea breeze wafting from the ocean. The beach was empty. You were here on a weekday after all. You grab your bag from one of the compartments and head off toward the tide.

The sandals on your feet sink slightly into the sand as you search for a more secluded area to place your bag. After walking along the coast, you catch a glimpse of NRC’s rival school, the Royal Sword Academy. It was almost blinding with its tall white spires that were tipped with blue. Overall, the vibe is much brighter than NRC’s gothic horror aesthetic.

“Wonder what their facilities are like,” you murmur to yourself, “Maybe I can secretly get a tour of the school and request a transfer while I’m at it.”

You chuckle at the thought of your friends’ outrageous reactions to your fictional transfer. Just as you finish the thought, you hear a loud sob. Furrowing your brow, you pick up your pace. Even on your day off, you never catch a break, you internally sigh. You blame your upright and well-meaning nature, but you shrug off the thought as you come across an alcove in the rocks.

You find a boy huddled up against the stone, sobbing to himself. He’s wearing a familiar white uniform jacket, signifying that he’s from the Royal Swords Academy. You’re unable to see his face as he’s tucked it into his knees. Only his ruffled black hair shows. Next to him lies a black beret and the dirt and skid marks on his uniform make it obvious he ran out of the academy.

Coming closer to the cave-like area, your footsteps are masked by the sound of soft waves lapping against the coast.

“Hey,” you call out, “Are you alright?”

The boy’s head snaps up. He stumbles to his feet and begins making rapid apologies. His voice has a light, airy quality to it that cracks as he trips over his words.

“I—I’m fine. Thank you for asking. I—I should probably go. I don’t want to bother you—“

He isn’t able to say anything more, as his foot catches on a nearby rock and he begins tumbling forward with a squeak. Moving on instinct, you catch him by the waist, pulling him in to support his weight. Pressed up against him, you note that he has a slim but fairly toned waist. He’s also a bit taller than expected.

“Are you ok?” You ask, “That was pretty close. It might be a good idea to sit down for a while before moving again. Sorry, I startled you. I was just concerned whenever I heard someone in distress.”

Pulling away slightly, you’re able to get a glimpse of his face. His eyes are the first feature that stands out to you. They’re soft, doe-like, and innocent. His brown eyes are a little puffy and red around the edges from crying, but it doesn’t detract from their soft allure. Your eyes flicker down toward his lips. They’re tinted a natural red, as he chews on them. Suddenly, you become acutely aware of how close the two of you are. You can feel his ragged breath on your cheek, as you take the time to observe him.

He glances down and away from you, tears still in his eyes, as continues to gnaw on his lip. Whether from the anxiety of being caught crying or the flustered embarrassment of being so close, you’re not sure. You suspect it might be both. However, when he turns his cheek, the light catches a glimmer of wet tears that have already streaked down his face. Before you have time to think, you reach your hand up to cup his cheek and wipe it away.

Blinking, you realize that you just performed a somewhat intimate gesture and you move your hand away.

“Sorry, I just wanted to help. Did I make you uncomfortable?” You ask.

He stares at you with wide eyes and touches the place where you wiped his tears with his hand.

“…No, I didn’t mind it.”

His voice breaks, then in a smaller tone, he comments, “It was nice.”

“That’s good,” you chuckle, “My name’s (Y/N), and you?”

He hesitates for a second before replying, “Neige.”

He watches your reaction intently, looking for any signs of recognition, but when there is none, he relaxes slightly.

“I wouldn’t mind sitting down again,” he tells you.

He starts to pull away to sit back down when you tighten your grip on his waist, stopping him.

“Hold on, I have a towel. Let me lay it down first,” you state.

Rummaging through your bag, you pull out a towel that you stole from Heartslabyul. The print on the fabric is a dead giveaway. It’s littered with multicolored card suits. Spreading it out, you plop down on the fluffy towel and turn to Neige, who comes to sit next to you.

“Again, sorry for scaring you earlier. I just heard you were in distress and wanted to make sure you were ok,” you repeat, inspecting for any physical wounds. “Physically, you seem fine. Are you in emotional distress?”

Playing with the edge of the towel, he glances up at you before looking away. His grip tightens on it and he nods.

Neige hesitates before saying, “You know, if you have other places to be, you can go do those. You don’t have to stay with me. I’ll be fine–”

Before he can get any further, you cut him off, “Neige, I know we just met, but I’m not going to leave someone who’s upset behind. You seem sweet and I want to get to know you. It would be nice to get a new friend.”

You put a hand on his shoulder to reassure him. He looks up at you with wet eyes and hiccups slightly, trying to hold back newly formed tears. Your eyes go wide and your body moves on autopilot. You open your arms to offer a hug.

“Hey, do you want a hug? Will that make you feel better?”

Neige hesitates before nodding. Given your cue, you envelop him in a warm, tight hug. Cradling him, you rub small circles on his back and whisper words of comfort.

He breaks. Any semblance of wariness or guard that he had up before crumbles against your kindness and small persistence. He cries so hard that his whole body shakes against you. You squeeze tighter and you can tell that you are the only thing keeping him together at this moment. He ends up clinging and clawing at you as if you’re his only lifeline in the vast ocean. He sobs harder at your gentle approach to comforting him and a few broken words of gratitude spill from his mouth.

“—Thank you, thank you so much. I never— I never got this growing up. I always had to put on a cheerful face to not worry my— my family. This means so much to me. Thank you, thank you (Y/N).”

You clutch him tighter, running a hand through his hair, as he sobs into your shoulder. You feel for him. You understand the struggles of having to carry everyone else’s burden even though it shouldn’t be your responsibility in the first place. You ended up solving and resolving each overblot with only some of your classmates and practically no teachers. No responsible adults were around to help fight Riddle, restrain Leona, stop Azul, and punish Jamil. It had been getting exhausting. Thankfully, you got a week to yourself, but this wasn’t about you and you turned your attention back on your new friend, Neige.

You allow him to get all the tears, sorrow, and pain out of his system. When his sobbing slows down and his breathing starts to even out, you reach into your bag to pull out some tissues, nudging Neige’s face with them.

Upon feeling the tap, he looks up from where his face was buried in your shoulder. Tears and snot run down his face, and he takes the tissues with a small smile.

“Thanks,” he breathes, taking the tissue and blowing into it.

After giving him some water, snacks, a lot of tissues, and more cuddles, he’s much more relaxed than he was earlier. His tired eyes are unable to focus on anything specific, as they flutter to stay awake. He continues to lean on you for support.

Chuckling, you ask, “Wanna lay down?”

Letting out an almost incoherent murmur of approval, he clutches onto your clothes, before asking, “Promise you won’t leave?”

You give him a soft smile that he’s unable to see with his eyes closed, and you lay the two of you down on the towel. You rest beside Neige, as he makes himself comfortable, nestling into your arms.

“Of course, Snow,” you answer, “I’ll make sure to protect you if anything is out to get you.”

He nuzzles into you with a smile filled with sweet dreams, as he drifts off to sleep. After a while of listening to the ocean waves lap against the shore and feeling the slow steady breathing of the person next to you, you also find yourself lulled into the land of dreams.

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“You’re already skipping school. You might as well take the day off to relax and enjoy yourself,” you persuade, “Besides, would you leave your new friend behind to hang out at the beach by themselves?”

You look at Neige with playful and expectant eyes. He lets out a sigh and a small smile slips through, as he concedes.

“I suppose taking one day off wouldn’t hurt.”

You give a cheer.

“Race you to the ocean!” you shout, scrambling to your feet.

Neige squeaks in surprise, before he latches onto your ankle, tripping you. Landing on your hands with a small oof, Neige rushes past.

“Ok, pretty boy! I see how it is,” you cackle.

Launching yourself from the ground into a runner’s sprint, you catch up to him. Wrapping your arms around Neige’s waist, you use your momentum to spin him around a couple of times before flinging him in the opposite direction of the coast. He screeches at the unexpected attack and begins laughing as he stumbles back, trying to regain his balance. Without hesitation, you turn back to the destination and bolt toward the finish line.

The tempered ocean water hits your feet, slowing you down, as you raise your fists and cheer.

Neige jogs over with a stuttering laugh.

“Alright, alright, you win. Are you happy?” He asks with a grin.

“Immensely,” you beam.

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“We’ll have a [favorite ice cream/gelato flavor] and biscoff gelato, please,” you order from the ice cream parlor you found.

The man behind the counter nods with a smile and begins scooping out your request. Neige’s eyes are wide as they turn to you.

“You don’t have to pay for mine,” he insists, pulling out his wallet.

You stop his movements by putting a hand over his.

You hold eye contact with him, as you say, “I like and want to spoil you. You’re sweet, so getting you something sweet only makes sense. Please let me do this.”

Neige’s face heats up and you watch his brain malfunction for a few seconds, before turning away. You take the opportunity to pull out your card and give it to the owner of the shop, paying for your snacks.

“That’s so sweet of you to pay for your boyfriend like that,” the owner comments, swiping your card.

Grinning, you wrap an arm around Neige’s waist, tugging him closer to you.

“Yeah, he doesn’t treat himself that often, so I have to make sure he gets what he deserves,” you answer, winking at Neige.

Neige’s hand rushes to cover his blush as it spreads to the tips of his ears. The owner coos at you two, handing you your ice creams and card. You thank him on your way out, still attached at the hip with a flustered Neige.

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The magic wheel zooms through the streets of Sage’s Island, and the sun casts a golden glow on you and Neige. He’s pressed right up against your back, clinging onto your waist. It’s warm and comforting. You’ve been riding aimlessly together for about half an hour, but seeing the sun setting, you figure you should take him home.

Sneaking a glance at your companion, you watch his wide-eyed gaze explore the mountainous scenery. You smile before speeding up. You feel Neige’s chest move with twinkling laughter. He squeezes you tighter and leans in. Today has been a far better day than expected.

The sun has partially set in the sky as you pull up to the gates of the Royal Swords Academy. Putting the vehicle in park, you dismount the wheel, before offering your hand to help Neige off.

“Here you go, sweetheart,” you say with a wink.

Neige’s breath catches, as a hand comes to block his mouth in embarrassment. He places his other hand in yours, using it to get off. With both feet on the ground, he looks at you like you’ve hung the stars in the sky. You might as well have, you note, as the stars begin to peek out.

“When will I see you again? I want to see you again,” he pleads.

You blink in surprise at such a bold statement, before chuckling.

“Well, I can come back tomorrow if you want me to. You know I have the week off,” you offer with a fond smile.

“Really?! You would do that? That wouldn’t ruin your vacation, would it?” he clarifies at a rapid pace.

You laugh, leaning against the magic wheel.

“Honestly, Neige, if I didn’t leave NRC’s campus, I’d probably get dragged into some kind of shenanigans with Ace, Deuce, and Grim,” you explain, “I love them, but they’re a handful and I want a break. I would much rather hang out with you. It’s more peaceful and relaxing. Besides, I had a lot of fun today and I like getting to know you.”

Neige’s mouth opens in a small oh, as his gaze softens. He clasps his hands in front of his heart, simply gazing at you. For a few moments, you just hold each other’s gaze, content and comfortable in the silence. You reach out to tuck a loose strand of hair away from Neige’s face. You let your hand linger, cupping his cheek and rubbing your thumb against it. His eyes droop and he nuzzles into your hold. Unable to resist, you draw him closer and loop an arm around his waist, before remembering–

“Your beret,” you murmur, “Let me get it for you.”

Moving to open one of the compartments on the magic wheel, you grab Neige’s hat only to settle back into the space in front of him. Placing the beret on his head, you let him adjust it. As he finishes, you notice unfamiliar red lettering along the border. Leaning in, you take a closer look.

“Someday my princess will come,” you quote.

Smiling, you continue, “Mmm, that’s cute. That sounds like something you would say, Neige.”

Your thumb runs over the embroidery, following every swirl of cursive on the beret. Your eyes flicker down to his to realize that you’re rather close. You can’t help but take a peek at his lips. They’re red, just like when you first met him, but this time they're slightly parted. You find yourself locking eyes with Neige’s brown ones once again, drawn together like magnets. Neige presses his body more snugly against you, watching for any signs of discomfort, as he rests his hands on your hips. You play with his lapel, before moving up to his shoulders and finally wrapping your arms around his neck. You give a playful smile, as you draw closer, and you feel Neige’s quiet laughter against your lips. Eyes sliding shut, you lean in.

Before you can kiss, however–

“Neige, Neige! There you are!”

“Do you know how much you made us worry?”

“We couldn’t find you after you ran out of the dorm– *achoo*!”

“And you–you left your phone at the dorm, so we had no way to contact you!”

“We looked everywhere in the academy, *yawns* even my favorite napping place.”

“I can’t believe you skipped class. You should take us next time.”

“Toby, what are you talking about? We’re not supposed to skip class.”

“Oops, sorry, I forgot.”

Neige lets out a whine, as his head falls against your shoulder. With the moment ruined, he hugs your waist tighter in protest. Laughing, you pat the poor boy’s shoulder, rubbing it soothingly. You take a look past him to identify the source of the shouts.

You spot seven short figures toddling their way over to the two of you from RSA’s gates. You’re unable to make out the fine details in the diminishing light, and instead opt to look back at Neige, his pitiful form still draped over you. These must be the seven dwarves that he was talking about earlier; the ones he grew up with. Based on their behavior, they seem to care about him just as much as Neige expressed his love and concern for them. You squeeze Neige tighter, grateful that he has a secure support network. He’s already been through a lot just based on what he’s told you so far.

Neige lets out another groan of despair, as you turn your full attention back towards him. Feeling a bit playful, you bring your face right next to his ear.

“I won’t let you go without a little something,” you tease.

Neige perks up, looking at you with wide and attentive eyes.

You chuckle at his reaction, murmuring that he’s cute, before leaning in to place a kiss on his cheek. He melts into your touch, gripping your waist tighter. Pulling away, you tap your own cheek with a quick wink. In the dim light, you’re barely able to make out the flush spreading across his face. His Adam's apple bobs, before he leans in to place a gentle kiss on your cheek. You giggle, and after a few seconds pull away.

“Enough to tide you over?” you question.

“...Barely,” he whispers, still stuck in the same spot, star-struck.

“I trust your friends will make sure you get to your dorm safely?” you confirm, starting up the engine of the magic wheel.

He nods.

“Good,” you smile, “I’ll see you tomorrow, Snow.”

“See you tomorrow, (Y/N),” he replies, before shaking out of his stupor and calling out, “Make sure to get home safe!”

You laugh, as you leave the Royal Swords Academy… at least for today.

“Thanks! Will do!”

You’ll be back tomorrow.

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