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blues824 · 10 months

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What A Time

Gender-neutral reader who wears makeup.

TW: alcohol, fighting, swearing, Reader is rightfully petty

Sebek Zigvolt

It has been about seven years since you graduated from NRC. You were the school therapist, actually, for the college you had graduated from, and you got properly compensated for it. You had decided that going back to your world would not be the best option for you, so you stuck around and made a life for yourself.

When school was not in session, you resided in the Queendom of Roses. There were many magicless people there, and you lived somewhat close to your former senpai Trey Clover. There were a few times where you would see him in his family’s bakery on your way home, and you both would have a quick cup of coffee as you caught up with each other’s lives. Riddle was actually your doctor, and Ace and Deuce weren’t too far either.

You were there when Deuce graduated from the police academy, and you all celebrated at Trey’s bakery. On the bus home that day, you looked at the photo taken, with Ace smashing Deuce’s face into the cake that said ‘Congratulations, Officer Spade!’ All of the Heartslabyul crew was present there, including you and Grim.

Unfortunately, Grim was no longer with you. It was understandable, as cats don’t live as long as humans, but it still hurts. In the graduation photo, he was in your arms with such a wide grin as everyone else posed around you. Ace and Deuce were beside you, Epel was in front along with Ortho, Jack was behind you… and so was Sebek.

Oh, you hadn’t seen Sebek Zigvolt in so many years. At first, you both had an open correspondence until he stopped writing back. You figured that maybe he was busy as one of Malleus’s knights… or a general at this point because you were invited to his promotion. Seeing the castle was definitely an experience, and not a lot of people liked that a magicless human was there. However, you laughed it off with the half-fae as you congratulated him.

That was four years ago, though. The only reason you knew he was still alive was because you still talked with Silver. It wasn’t frequently, maybe once every few months, but you knew that everyone was doing well. Lilia had retired and taken up residence in a small cottage, and you talked to him as well and more frequently.

During your years at NRC, you and Sebek became a tad romantically involved. He had asked you, in a rather harsh and loud manner, to accompany him to the village at the bottom of the mountain because there was a park in the center and he thought it would be a nice date location. You both ended up having a picnic there, and you laid back in the grass just talking about the book you had both read recently.

It was one of the few times where he wasn’t going on a rant about Malleus, and instead he was talking about one of his own passions. You laid your head on his chest, using it as a pillow, as he had an arm wrapped around your torso. It was only when you saw that a few fireflies made their appearance that you realized it was already very late at night. You were worried about getting back to campus, but Sebek was still clinging onto you. He whispered something about not wanting to go yet. It actually shocked you, so you allowed you two to stay there for ten more minutes.

He wasn’t telling you something, and he didn’t tell you until graduation day. Being a knight of Malleus meant that he might not make it out alive from battle one day, so he never desired a romantic partner who would be heartbroken not only of him being gone constantly, but also having the possibility of receiving the news from his comrades-in-arms of his passing just looming over them on a day-to-day basis.

The half-fae was just looking out for you.

You asked if you could still send letters, and he told you… no, he promised you that he would respond to each one. A tear was brought to your eye as you remembered his promise from that day. You poured yourself a small glass of wine after wiping said tear away, and you focused on the student files on your desk.

After about an hour and a half later, you come across a small flier in one of the cases. It was for a reunion of sorts, and there were fliers sent to each person who was invited. You remember seeing Crowley place the spell upon the pieces of paper so they would go to the students who graduated with you in the same year. Spouses and significant others were invited as well, but children were not. Would Sebek be there?

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The next day, there was a staff meeting. The Headmage we all know and hate was being as eccentric as usual, and he started going over details about the reunion that was going to take place. The teachers who were teaching at the time and the ones who were teaching presently would be invited along with the students from your year, and you had to admit that you were very excited about seeing everyone once again.

It would be a rather casual occasion. The courtyard would be decorated, and it would be an outdoors event. You were actually the one along with Professor Crewel who decided on the theme of it, and he even drew out a diagram of sorts. There would be a few fairy lights situated in the trees, casting a small but elegant glow. It would have a picnic-at-the-park vibe to it, for obvious reasons.

Because everyone attending was of-age, there would be a bar area as well as catering, so tables needed to be brought out. A bunch of students actually volunteered to help you in setting up after school, and you were so grateful for them. Their reasoning was because you had helped them, so they felt as though they needed to help you. They helped bring out the picnic benches as well as a few blankets, and they helped wrap the fairy lights.

You hugged each and every one of them as you thanked them for helping out, and you put each of their names on a list so they would be able to get an extension on any assignments they were supposed to have completed that night. You also communicated to their Housewardens about their whereabouts and how any punishment against them would be lifted. They thanked you and wished you a happy night before going to their dorms.

It was truly a wonder how an act of kindness could get students to respect you so much.

Then, you checked the time on your phone and you realized that you only had thirty minutes to get back to your teacher’s quarters to get ready for the reunion. You ran down the hallways to the Mirror Chamber, entering the mirror that would get you to your own dorm. Since you were a teacher, you no longer resided in Ramshackle. However, because you were now in a position of a bit more power, you did threaten Crowley to renovate the rickety dorm or tear it down completely so that no one would have to live like you did if they were unfortunately summoned by the Mirror like you did.

Once you opened the door to your room, you checked and saw that you had arrived within 7 minutes, leaving 23 minutes. Luckily, because it was a casual thing, you didn’t need to change your makeup from the day, so you just opened your wardrobe to find a pair of jeans as well as a white button-up shirt. Again, classy but casual.

That only took about 5 minutes, so you had 18 minutes to get back. You weren’t in too much of a rush, so you had a few moments to catch your breath on the way back. You went through the mirror again and through the hallways to the courtyard. You saw the bartender and the caterers setting up their things, and you asked them if they needed any help at all.

“Hey, you look familiar!”

You turned around to see Ace, and a large smile made its way on both of your faces. You laughed as you gave him a hug, telling him how good it was to see him after a while. He led you to one of the picnic benches as you both started catching up with each other since the beginning of the school year. He apparently started talking to someone, one of the parents from the elementary school he was the basketball coach of.

After a few moments, Deuce showed up with his fiance, Grace, and they joined you at the table you both were sitting at. The former Professor Trein walked into the courtyard with a cane and greeted you all, asking how your time as a staff member at NRC was going and how Ace’s coaching was going as well as Deuce’s job within the Police Department and engagement. It was definitely a different side of your old professor that you had not seen in a while, but the conversation was nice.

More students from your year started arriving, and you greeted each and every single one of them. A few of them asked where Grim was, and they immediately noticed the sadness in your eyes. They put two and two together, and gave you their condolences before moving on to greet everyone else.

By far, you have seen Ace, Deuce, Epel, Ortho, Idia’s tablet that is accompanying Ortho, Jack, Mr. Sam, Professor Trein, Coach Vargas, and obviously Professor Crewel… but no Sebek thus far. It made you a bit sad, thinking that he was probably too busy to come to the reunion, and Jack was able to pick up on it. Everyone knew about your old complicated relationship with the knight, but the wolf here had always known about it due to him being a good person to talk to since he would listen.

“You should enjoy your time. How about I get you a drink?” He offered while putting his hand on your shoulder. It was lucky that the drinks were free, otherwise you might have to start a tab. You didn’t plan on drinking excessively, but you did wish to toast everyone at one point in the night… night… knight…

At that moment, Jack came back with two small glasses of whiskey; one for you, one for himself. The way you just quickly knocked it back surprised your old friend, and he grew quite worried. However, you did not go for another one, so he guessed it was alright. You saw his look of surprise and let out a bit of a sad laugh.

“I treat students who have the same problems you all did. Only difference is that I can drink now to soften the blows.”

You thanked him for bringing you a drink and just sat with him, talking about your lives. He told you about his wife, Thalia, and his daughter, and he even showed you pictures and you just cooed and awed over how much she looked like him. You had a smirk on your face as you said that you would bet five thaumarks that he cried when he first held his baby, and he looked away in shame.

“Oh, yes he did! He cried more than on our wedding day!”

A gasp made its way out of your mouth as you quickly jumped out of your seat and hugged the woman who called your name. It had been a while since you saw any of the Howls, and she hugged you back just as tightly. She sat down next to her husband and across from you at the table as the three of you launched into a rather lively conversation.

It was nice to hear how well they were doing, but it was your turn to spill about your life. It had been stressful, as exams were coming up soon, but no overblots have occurred since you started your job as the NRC school therapist and guidance counselor. All of the students knew and respected you, and you told Jack and his wife that they helped set up the whole event because of you.

“The students must mean a lot to you, just as you mean to them if they helped you without expecting anything in return. They kind of remind me of how you were back when we were still students.”

You all laughed at Jack’s statement, reminiscing how many people you helped without being paid back. You made a joke about how you were going to go around collecting payments, and that almost made Jack spit out the whiskey he sipped while Thalia was laughing until she was on the verge of crying.

However, as she was about to respond, Headmage Crowley clinked a fork against his wine glass to gather everyone’s attention. He stood at a podium in front of the fountain, and everyone gathered around. You noticed that a certain green-haired general was still not present, but you snapped back to where your attention should be.

“Hello and welcome, former students of Night Raven College! In a few moments, the sandwich bar will be open and ready to serve, but I would like to say a few words. First, I am glad to see you all as well as your spouses and significant others. I hope the refreshments are to your liking, but I do encourage you not to go overboard, as we will take pictures.”

Everyone laughed for a few seconds, before settling down.

“Second, we are still expecting more people to come in. If you do not see some friends, they may still be coming. Unfortunately, Grim is no longer with us. We will toast to his memory later on in the night, and Dr. L/N will lead us in that.

“Third, the grounds are not yours to destroy. We trust that you will be respectful with the campus as you were when you were enrolled here. After all, students still go here, and they worked hard on setting this up for you all. I know that I am talking to you as though you were children, but I thought it would do good to mention that. Thank you.”

Applause sounded all around before the crowd dispersed to go make a line at the sandwich table. Everyone thought that you should go first, since you set everything up. The sentiment was so moving, but you felt bad as they pushed you to the front of the queue. You grabbed what you wanted as quickly as you could. You saw some tuna that was set out, and a hint of sadness hit you before you moved on.

You went back to your seat from before and started to dig in. You were joined by Ace, Deuce, and Grace. Coach Trappola here made a comment about how this reminded him of those days in the cafeteria where you all would be planning to take down the next overblot. You all laughed before you started talking to Deuce’s fiance, asking her about the ring and where they met and stuff like that.

She asked where your date was, and you told her that you didn’t have one. Grace was a bit embarrassed for asking such a personal question, but you decided to tell her that you never really sought out anyone. It made her feel a bit better knowing that, and you just started asking about the future wedding that would take place. Poor Deucey was so flustered as the love of his life was answering about the plans thus far.

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You had been here for about two hours at this point, and you really stuck to yourself. You had a few moments before you had to make the toast, and you had made sure to announce to everyone that it would be recommended for them to grab a beverage of any variety. You had your speech planned out before, and you had it on your phone. However, the nervousness was crawling into your skin.

“You’ll do great, Y/N!” Ace said.

“Yeah, I bet it’ll be beautiful!” Grace assured. Deuce just nodded in agreement.

Taking a few deep breaths, you make your way to the podium and shout for everyone’s attention. It was a larger crowd than you anticipated, and for a few seconds you were just scanning through it. Snapping back to your notes, you cleared your throat and began.

“As Headmage Crowley stated before, Grim passed away a few years ago. You all might remember him as the cat that ate everything, or you might have thought he was annoying, or less than smart, or even selfish. But, in his last moments, he told me something that I will now tell you.

He told me to not be sad about his passing, and that I should continue helping the students that go to NRC just as I always have. Being enrolled here meant everything to him, and so I serve the students and staff in his honor. He became a powerful mage, learning how to control his magic. He may have not made the best decisions all of the time, but he tried, and that’s what matters.

Out of anyone, he was my closest friend; not only because we shared a dorm or even a scholarship, but because he was there to push me when times got tough. He challenged me, and now my capacity has expanded greatly because of it. If he were here today, he would be overwhelmed by the amount of support you all have shown.

Thank you.”

You had to really reel it in, trying to keep the tears from rolling down your face. The crowd erupted in applause before you raised your glass of water, and shouted into the microphone, “to Grim!”

“TO GRIM!” Everyone shouted, and took a sip of their drinks.

Ace came up to the side and helped you from the step of the podium, but before you took his hand you searched the crowd one last time. That was when you caught a hint of mint-colored hair, and it got your attention within a few moments. Your hands started shaking a bit, and you suddenly felt nauseous. Your throat went dry and your heart was racing as you looked back at your friend who was starting to get concerned.

“He’s here…” you whispered to him, and his eyes went wide in realization. During your conversation with him at the beginning of the reunion, you explained the situation with Sebek. He went as far as to call him a stuck-up prick who either prioritized his job or just couldn’t accept that someone cared about him.

“Do you want to leave? Do you need another drink? Talk to me, Y/N.” Ace was asking questions that you weren’t really paying attention to, mainly because right behind him was the man that had you feeling so nervous. However, the general looked nervous as well… but your nervousness was slowly giving way to anger.

“I do need another drink, Ace. Could you get me a glass of wine?” He was a bit hesitant about leaving you alone, but you told him that you would go with him. That’s when both men realized what you were trying to do.

You were trying to ignore Sebek… just as he ignored you.

“Y/N, please, I need to talk to you.” The half-fae said earnestly. He was taking a huge leap of faith with this, but he fell.

“No. You know why? I have been sending you letter after letter and you ignored me. It’s your turn to be ignored.”

With that, you took hold of your friend’s arm and headed towards the bar, where you ordered yourself a glass of wine. You sure were glad that you drank some water and ate so that you wouldn’t be drinking on an empty stomach. However, unfortunately for you, your glass was snatched out of your hand and a gloved hand grasped your arm.

Maybe it was better that you didn’t drink that glass of wine, as the nausea you were feeling earlier resurfaced.

To say that you were nervous would be the understatement of the century. Seeing those green eyes that you used to love and get flustered at when you caught them staring at you in class were now causing feelings of disgust and betrayal. Your face portrayed your feelings quite well; looking revolted at Sebek’s hand.

You let out a sarcastic gasp, as you turned your head to look him in his eyes and said, “Well, well, well. If it isn’t the great General Sebek Zigvolt, grasping the arm of a lowly, magicless human! I never could have dreamed that I would have such an honor within my miniscule, insignificant life!”

“Y/N, please! I can explain-”

“EXPLAIN WHAT?! Explain how the only way I knew you were even alive was Silver being the one to write me back?! What can you explain, Sebek?! Explain how I was constantly trying to be understanding and making excuses for you?! ‘Maybe he’s busy’, ‘maybe he didn’t get my letters’. You know who proved me wrong?! LILIA!!! HE TOLD ME THAT YOU GOT MY LETTERS AND NEVER ANSWERED!!!”

At this point, everyone was staring at you two. Ace was trying to get you to calm down, and so was Thalia and Grace because they went over as well. Deuce, Jack, and Epel were pushing Sebek away, saying he had no right to just resurface after years of radio silence. Tears were falling down your face, and the general now had an inkling of an idea of just how badly he worried and hurt you.

“YOU PROMISED, YOU SON OF A BITCH!” You screamed, vision blurred with just more and more tears. The general was genuinely trying to fight against his former classmates, trying to get to you, but to no avail. The women were escorting you away, getting you another glass of water so that you wouldn’t get overheated. Ace stayed behind to smack sense into the former knight, and that he did.

By the time you had finished the glass of water that Thalia had gotten for you, Sebek had a handprint engraved onto his cheek. He didn’t try fighting back; he knew he deserved it. He promised you something, and he broke that promise and that broke your heart. Eventually, because Deuce texted Grace and asked if you were okay with speaking to the general, you both met up in your office.

You sat in your chair, and you motioned towards one of the seats on the other side of the desk. Your eyes were puffy, and he noticed it as he sat down. His chest hurt upon seeing you dab at the last of your tears with a tissue before you tossed it in the trash. You took a deep breath before looking into his eyes straight-on.

“Y-You have a nice office, Dr. L/N.” He said, breaking the… rather awkward… silence.

“Thank you. While you were climbing the ranks within the army, I was here… helping the students just like I always have.” You responded, very formally and professionally. For once, he hated it. He hated how estranged it made him feel from you.

“I shall get straight to the point, hu- I mean, Y/N.” You rolled your eyes at this; he really couldn’t go one sentence without pointing out that you were a magicless human. However, this magicless human managed to get a job at NRC, one of the most prestigious schools ever in Twisted Wonderland.

“I’m listening.” Your glare was ice cold. You leaned back in your chair, and crossed your legs, starting to get comfortable for the inevitable.

“I have no excuse for not answering your letters. I promised you I would, and I broke that promise, and I admit it and I give you my deepest apologies.” The proudest man you know… admitting that he was at fault? Well, this was new.

“Mhm. Go on. What exactly kept you from writing back?”

“I…” He looked hesitant. You leaned forward, an annoyed look plastered on your face.

“‘I…’ what? I waited four years for this. This better be good, or else I will demand that you either leave now or leave me be.”

“...I still love you, and I found it absolutely revolting. I thought that by not responding, my feelings for you would be forgotten. You remember that day where I told you that we couldn’t be together because I didn’t want the burden of me not coming home to lay on yours or anyone else’s shoulders. I dove right into work so that I could possibly forget about you and the love I had for you, but all that surfaced was regret.” At this he stood up, and started pacing back and forth, needing to move around so that he wouldn’t start yelling.

This surprised you more than you thought it would, and you actually heard his deep voice tremble with tears of his own. However, his voice was increasing in volume because of it anyways. You felt compelled to stand up as well, so that you could somewhat meet him at his level, and you leaned on one hip while putting your hand on it and waited for him to finish.

“But every single day, I was tormented by the thought of you being with someone else. You deserved better than a life where your husband’s return was unpromised. You deserved better than a life where your husband can’t dedicate any time to you because he is too preoccupied with his job. You still deserve better.

“However, my heart still beats for you. I wished that I didn’t break your heart that day because it goes against my virtues as a knight and what my heart is telling me. I declined every invite given to me if there was even a small chance of you being there because I didn’t want to bring you any more pain than you were already going through.

“After all this time, though, it seems as though I put you through too much worry and stress anyway.” Tears were making their way down his face as he had a shard of a smile. His voice was definitely shaky, and you found yourself being drawn closer and closer to him.

“Would you, and I am not one to repeatedly ask for the same thing, forgive me and allow me to make it up to you?” He was standing right in front of you, vision blurred slightly as he looked into your eyes.

You were a bit taken aback, but you took a big breath. You prayed to the Sevens that you would not regret this, but you reached your hands up to cup his face and wipe his tears away with your thumbs. He couldn’t read your face, but you suddenly pulled him in so that your lips were on his. His eyes went wide open, barely able to comprehend what was happening.

Just after a few seconds, though, he melted into it, and even started kissing you back. He was so happy to finally have you back in his arms after so many years.

All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door, and it was Deuce and Grace, checking up on you two. You quickly broke the kiss, looking at Sebek once again. His gaze was filled with such an overwhelming amount of love that it made your chest feel a bit warm. Unfortunately, you had to confirm to your friends that you both were still alive and unscathed

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 year

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Do you think if idia tries to meet the RSA ortho, it will result in the dreamworld's destruction?

I havent watched the newest update and just read descriptive posts so sorry if i'm misinterpreting stuff, but the dreams that malleus has created seem to operate based upon the dreamers memories, its just an altered version of events..so while he can create this information that Ortho is well and alive, Can he actually show Idia a believable teenager Ortho?because Idia doesn't have such memories, so making up RSA ortho's personality and mannerism might be were he messes up.like sure it might not be hard to create a teenager's voice and face , based on informations that we have of them fom when they were 5..but an actual personality??could this be the actual reason behind Ortho attending RSA instead of NRC in dreamworld?Like wouldnt the most ideal and dreamlike situation for Idia be going to the same school with his brother?but maybe malleus knows of the dreamworlds limitations so he had to come up with something..idk...maybe i'm just reading too much into it😭😭

[I gave my own initial reactions, thoughts, and a plot overview on book 7, part 3 in this post!]

Mmm, I do think that the dreams are made from the dreamer’s memories, but that’s only natural given that memories make up who the characters are and form the basis for their understanding of reality. I don’t think that’s the full extent of their dream worlds. There’s also a clear wish fulfillment aspect of it, and that, tied with the memories, forms kind of an “ideal” situation where the world literally exists and alters the circumstances to suit an individual’s wishes and whims. So… rather than “it’s just an altered version of events”, it’s more like the dream actively knows what the dreamer wants to see and then provides it for them.

For example, Idia’s dream is technically based on a memory of attending the NRC entrance ceremony. However, he also has a deep-seated desire to see Ortho survive and grow up, instead of perishing as a young child for a mistake he feels a lot of guilt and personal responsibility for. That would be Idia’s happiness, so the dream world centers around catering to it.

I actually don’t know at this point whether or not Malleus is actively controlling the details of every dream world. To me, it feels like he couldn’t possibly be doing that since he’s always described as lonely, hard to approach, and standoffish; when would he have had the time to get to know all of these intimate details about all of the people on Sage’s Island that he has in a magical slumber? (Like… would Idia share something so deeply traumatizing with Malleus??? The post-OB flashbacks don’t count, as we’re never fully sure who in the main cast views this information or if it’s just an internal dialogue the OB boy has with himself. Even if the other students knew, Malleus was not present when Idia woke up from his OB to be told his backstory.) And how is Malleus simultaneously monitoring and controlling all aspects of everyone’s dreams? Monitoring alone, maybe. But being the metaphorical “God” behind an entire island population’s worth of dreamers??? I don’t know if I entirely buy that, even if it’s Malleus Draconia we’re talking about.

I think that, even if there is no actual reference for what a grown up RSA-attending Ortho is like, the dream world and its residents would just shift and fill in the gaps according to the dreamer’s expectations. After all, the dream itself is constructed from Idia’s wants, his very point of view. We are not only seeing things from how Idia wants them to be, but we are also seeing this version of Ortho through Idia’s eyes. This Ortho is a creation manifested from how Idia wishes Ortho had the chance to be, based on Idia’s perception of the kind of person Ortho was and what he hoped Ortho would become.

The dream could easily extract information from Idia’s head and work with that to make a passable Ortho. In fact, it could also work from memories of robo!Ortho, since originally robo!Ortho had all the memories and experiences OG!Ortho had. Robo!Ortho started as very robotic and learned to be more human-like thanks to his advanced artificial intelligence program. He was even acknowledged as Idia’s brother and as a freshman student of Night Raven College. Robo!Ortho has been through so much growth beginning with the same memories of the original that passed—almost as though he were a real boy growing up. So knowing that, what’s to say the dream doesn’t use robo!Ortho as a basis for dream!Ortho’s character? It already seems to me that the dream is doing that, since dream!Ortho and robo!Ortho’s personalities are very similar. They’re chipper and supportive of Idia—just like Idia has always perceived Ortho to be in reality.

I was surprised to hear that dream!Ortho attends RSA instead of NRC, but thinking about it more, I’m not sure if I would attribute this to dream world limitations if we’re going with the idea that Malleus is controlling every dream. (It overcomplicates things if he has to come up with individualized reasonings to conveniently write out characters which may have no real life basis to work with, but I digress.) My thought is that Idia, the dreamer, is the one who thinks Ortho is best fit for RSA, or, alternatively, he wants Ortho to attend RSA and not NRC.

This circles back to the residual guilt that he feels about causing Ortho’s death. Maybe Idia (on a subconscious level) feels as though it’s better for Ortho to spend time away from him, who put him in danger in the first place. Maybe he thinks of his personality as a wet towel over Ortho’s sunshiney one and doesn’t want to be the so-called “bad influence”. Maybe Idia genuinely feels that Ortho would fit in with the nice, almost sparkling Royal Sword Academy kids. Maybe Idia knows the students of NRC are trouble and that he’d rather have Ortho fostered and growing up among more amicable peers. (Think about it, how many times have we seen Idia freak out over Ortho’s safety during his time at NRC?) All of these ideas basically amount to the possibility that Idia wishes Ortho to be his best self and to live his best life, even if that comes with the stipulation of not being able to be with him all the time.

Additionally, recall that Idia in the real world is socially anxious to the point where he usually refuses to go anywhere without his emotional support robot brother. In the dream world, it’s an alternate universe in which Ortho never died, and thus Idia isn’t consumed by remorse, and is less socially anxious (Idia physically attends the opening ceremony in the dream, but in reality he was only present via his tablet). This implies that, in the dream world, Idia does not have that attachment issue with Ortho and feels comfortable with knowing that Ortho can be on the other side of Sage’s Island and still be totally fine without him. This also opens up Idia to actually interact with his own peers on his own terms, without needing Ortho to encourage him—and companionship, as much as Idia shits on normies, is definitely something he craves (as we see at the end of book 6 when he’s gaming with everyone). I think that this makes sense for him!

Being that this is book 7, we should expect Idia to “wake” at some point and join the others that have “woken up” to help save the day. We already notice that Idia is pointing out little discrepancies in his dream! But what I’m really wondering is what will be the impetus that “shocks” him awake???? Because truth be told, it’s extremely difficult to walk away from something you’ve wished so much for: the return of your deceased sibling—however, it’s also fitting and a good way to round out Idia’s character growth from the last book. In consciously choosing to reject the dream, Idia will have finally accepted Ortho’s death and be able to truly “move on” 😭 I don’t know that it would be meeting dream!Ortho that does the trick though, that would be feeding into his wishes and encouraging him to indulge more. That’s hard to break away from—and even Silver, who was already awake in Sebek’s dream, sounded conflicted when he rejected dream!Lilia’s offer to stay with him forever.

This is a shot in the dark, but we don’t yet know the mechanics of how dream!characters work when the real!character shows up in the same space. Like, in Sebek’s dream, he seemed to be looking for Silver. Was there no dream!Silver his mind made for him to interact with? Or did dream!Silver vanish as soon as real!Silver dreamhopped into Sebek’s dream world… Or will two the Silvers meet randomly and recreate that Spidermen pointing at each other meme???? My point is (and this is a big stretch so bear with me here), what if robo!Ortho finds some way to enter Idia’s dream at the same time that dream!Ortho is also present??? So suddenly there’s two Orthos and Idia has to make the ultimate decision between living a pretty lie with dream!Ortho or accepting the ugly truth by going with robo!Ortho to fight Malleus or something 💀 Probably not going to happen, but it’s an interesting scenario to think about!

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

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alpacahat67 · 1 year

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Why Idia Shroud’s Overblot Was the Most Justified (and Effective) ((in My Personal Opinion)) - An Infodump

<i emerge from my hole in the ground, holding anime boy versions of disney villains hades> i come bearing a little guy. anyways yeah you read the title im switching on Serious Mode, enjoy proper grammar **TRIGGER WARNING FOR DISCUSSION OF DEATH AND SEWER SLIDE** BEYOND THIS POINT IS MAJOR SPOILERS FOR DISNEY TWISTED WONDERLAND! LIKE ALL BOOKS! btw i am NOT explaining blot or overblot nor how it works because i am lazy. [begin infodump] As we know, within TWST one character in each book does an oops and overblots, and we get to see this buildup occur and exactly HOW they overblot. Riddle’s overblot is caused by frustration regarding his students refusing to listen to him and follow the rules, furthered by his strict upbringing and mindset that rules are always correct. Leona’s overblot is caused by always being second place, and nothing he does ever mattering because he would never succeed, furthered by the fact that his brother was always favored just because he was born first, and Leona would never be king. Azul’s overblot is caused by his facade breaking, and him feeling as if he had returned to the powerlessness he felt as a child. Jamil’s overblot was caused by resentment, hating the person he was forced to serve, and wanting nothing more than to be his own person, seperate from Kalim. Vil overblotted because he was so jealous of Neige LeBlanche’s beauty and how he always received more heroic roles, and eventually his envy consumed him after a failed attempt to poison Neige. Of course, all of the OB victims had their own stories, their own reasons for overblotting. But at the end of the day, most of their issues could be fixed with a conversation. If they had opened up and not bottled their emotions, if they had rested a little bit, all would be alright. And I say most because Jamil’s doesn’t follow these, and I feel his is the second most justified. But there’s one person I’ve failed to mention, aside from Malleus whose book isn’t out yet. Idia Shroud. How did he overblot? Idia’s overblot should not have even been possible. His family is cursed to burn blot as fast as they can generate it, resulting in them never being able to overblot. This kept them to the underground, forced to watch over the phantoms who have consumed overblotted mages. Where they were surrounded by blot, to prevent the curse from eating away at their magic. It leaves you perplexed, to say the least. How did he even end up in such a situation? Well, we see it after his overblot has subsided, in the flashback sequence. When he was young, Ortho was alive. Real, his actual little brother and not a robot. Ortho innocently suggested going on an adventure like heroes do before Idia grew up and inherited his parents’ lab. They wandered through S.T.Y.X., and Idia hacked into its security system in order to gain access to a vehicle. It was just an innocent adventure. If only Idia knew which security system was which, then Tartarus wouldn’t have opened. If only Idia was a little stronger, he could’ve protected his brother, he could’ve prevented his death. If only he didn’t admire heroes so much, then Ortho would still be here. If only it were Idia and not Ortho. Then, Idia got an idea. If he couldn’t have Ortho back, he’d just remake him. And so he did, creating the Ortho we know today. It was a way to fill the hole his brother, his only friend, had left. A way to cope. People shunned him for recreating his brother as a robot, calling it taboo. But now, Ortho was stronger than those phantoms, with or without a soul. He wouldn’t be destroyed so easily. Idia has dealt with a huge loss in his life, one that he witnessed, his brother being killed and dragged to the underworld with the other phantoms. It wasn’t something that he could deal with at such a young age, and I can assume his parents didn’t take it well either. So, he jumped into escapism to help cope. He recreated his brother, he locked himself in his room and ignored the world, he turned to video games and the internet and technology. So, he never fully grieved. And when the overblot victims (or problematic children) were taken to S.T.Y.X. to study as they eventually would be, considering the concerning amount of overblots in one place, something-- or someone-- hacked into the lab’s technology. Only the Shrouds could get into them, and Idia and his parents couldn’t have been doing it. The only answer was Ortho. Idia rushed down to the bottom of Tartarus, where the gate to the underworld was, and opened the gate. He jumped in, risking his life for the opportunity to see his brother just one more time. He knew what would happen. Eight years in the underworld turned his brother into a phantom, much bigger than any other. As soon as he came in contact with Ortho, he would overblot. He knew this, and he didn’t care. He let it happen. And that is how he overblotted. Idia’s overblot was a s-icide mission. He knew jumping into the underworld was an act that would likely kill him, but he was blinded by a grief that had lasted eight long years, and he didn’t quite care. Through his entire overblot, he seems weirdly excited. Happy. As if the overblot was exhilarating, as if it brought him a thrill he had longed for. But above all, he wanted to be with his brother, and he wanted to leave this rotten world that had brought him nothing but pain. And the only thing that could change his mind, that could make him believe he had a reason to stay, a purpose in this world, was Ortho himself. After the overblot victims, Rook, Epel, and Yuu killed Phantom Ortho, ending Idia’s overblot and sending him and Grim falling into the underworld, we see a conversation between Idia and Ortho. This conversation is really where we get the concept of the entire book set in stone, where it’s finalized that Idia overblotted on purpose out of grief, and Ortho tells him that he need not wish for death or continue grieving. That he can continue his life, that he needs to keep fighting even if it may be tiring. And then he’s gone. His overblot was a horrible, terrifying mix of grief and love for his little brother. It wasn’t something he could shake off or just talk about. Book 6 is one of the most emotional books out of the entire game due to its nature. Grief is something everyone experiences at some point in their lives, and so it is easily to relate to Idia’s thought process and understand why he is the way he is and why he does the things he did in book 6. Not to mention, Yana Toboso’s writing of his and Ortho’s characters are wonderfully done and the amount of emotion captured in Idia and Ortho’s voices through all stages of this book add to it so, so much. [end infodump]

#twst #massive spoilers #idia shroud #twst book 6 #idia shroud makes me cry so hard #i can fix him

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bigratsdeservebigpats · 1 year

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Can I request part two for the post "How would they react finding out their S/O cheating on them" for Floyd, Lilia, Idia and Silver

lol I had fun with Lilia’s and Silver’s part. I don’t have a lot of info on them and I think that should change, so it gave me a chance to do a little research on them The previous Cheat scenarios cw: mild angst, mentions of violence in Floyd’s part

Floyd

Do you literally have a deathwish? Floyd isn’t someone to be trifled with (like a lot of other characters), and it’s pretty obvious what the outcome will be. Don’t think for a second that you deserve or will even receive an ounce of compassion.

Floyd isn’t stupid. If anything, the stupid one is the one who misjudged him and what he is capable of. I’m not talking about temper tantrums, or a mood swing, or yelling. I’m talking about a stare more icy that the waters of his homeland, I’m talking about fists tight enough to shake and blood splatters on clothing and a voice so calm that you’ll know that death must speak in that same dull tone.

You’ll make it out alive in that moment, but that’s as far as your luck will take you. Hell hath no wrath like the Leech twins, and time itself isn’t long enough to wait out their fury. There is no escape. No one would dare to extend a hand, lest they also wish to be a target.

Floyd is emotional, to an extent. The only reason you aren’t dead in that moment is because he has so much worse planned, and the second he doesn’t find your torment fun anymore? Well, surely you can guess what comes next. Consider yourself lucky if it’s quick. It’s his final mercy.

Lilia

Hate to say it but Lilia is old. Like, very old. It’s not to say he takes it well, but he takes it better than most (Lucky you.) He’s probably experienced lovers when he was younger, and undoubtedly he’s experienced betrayals. Doesn’t mean it will hurt any less.

You’re young, he won’t blame you for living fast and dumb. He won’t torment you or have someone else bother you, in fact, he acts as if your relationship was just... nothing. Because that’s how you treated it, didn’t you?

The type of guy to still play Connect Four with your dad on game pigeon two years later and it really pisses you off and if you ask him to stop he sends you ‘Let’s play 8 Ball’ and then never responds after. And don’t try going through anyone else in Diasomnia to talk to him, they care for their father figure too much to let a lowlife like you talk to him.

Lilia will still date, of course. When the time is right, he’ll open his heart again. He’s never expected any relationship to last anyway. With his lifespan, he’s drifted apart, watched those he loved die, and more. If he let everything affect him, he wouldn’t have had any fleeting, delightful moments in the first place. Cherish what was.

Idia

There isn’t much that Idia can say except that he expected it. It’s obvious enough with his demeanor that no one would want him, or want to stay with him. He’s a nerdy shut-in, a loser in every sense of the word, and your actions only reaffirm everything he knows about himself.

He’s a genius, didn’t you know? He may be a shut-in, but he can see the way you look at people who aren’t him, even through a screen. What can he do about it? Nothing. He didn’t deserve you. From the beginning, he knew he wasn’t enough. He knew he would never be enough.

He cannot grieve your loss. He won’t allow himself to wish for your return and your love. He’ll throw himself into his hobbies. He’ll tinker with his computer until his fingers won’t function anymore, and he’ll blame every failure on you, on your cruelty and your fickle, dark heart.

Anger is a great mask, but you don’t have to be a sentient AI to see how much it’s hurt him. Ortho almost obliterated you if not for Idia’s intervention, and as much as you can say Idia programmed Ortho to almost kill you, everyone knows that isn’t the truth. He’s blunt, but he cares. Too much, some may say.

Silver

Why would you- like what compelled you- Silver is a very pretty and smart boy who’s just a bit out of touch with the world, but I’d argue that he has superb emotional intelligence. He would notice if you were getting distant or unhappy with the relationship and try to fix things. If you choose to take advantage of his kindness, then he’ll have no choice but to end things.

Sebek is the angriest at the decision. As abrasive as he is and acts to Silver, he does care to some degree about someone he’s grown up with, human or not. Lilia however, is someone with a lot of wisdom. It is he who assures Silver to not turn back, and it is he who’ll make sure you do get your rightful punishment. Don’t ask why your reflection scowls at you, it’s your imagination.

As one of - if not the most - mentally stable students, he isn’t going to need something to help him cope. He isn’t here to seek revenge or key your car. He’ll just return to the days before you. It may take a little, but he managed once, and he will manage again.

Silver will find himself too busy with his duties to find love again. He’ll fill the time that was once for you with other things. And soon, you’ll leave his dreams too. It may not be for a while, but there will be peace. He just needs time.

#ratwrites #twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #reader #Floyd Leech #floyd #Lilia #Lilia Vanrouge #idia #idia shroud #silver

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comingyourlugubriousness · 2 years

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My hot take for Idia's pokemon team for my AU!

Info and reason why under the cut!

Rotom (Ortho): A ghost pokemon that inhabits Idia's custom made pokedex. It's very lively, upbeat, caring and protective of Idia. Unlike some other pokemon, its speech pattern is more akin to a human and talks about past experiences as if it was alive only a few years ago... Even more strange it refers to its trainer as "Big bro"...

Chandelure (DPS): A pokemon given to Idia at a young age by his parents, raised since it was a litwick. He has some misgivings about receiving it...but tries to not to blame the pokemon. It is very attached to him.

"The flame on its head keeps its body slightly warm. This Pokémon takes lost children by the hand to guide them to the spirit world."

Klink (Defense): What Idia considers his true, first pokemon. As it's the first one he caught on his own! It's a pokemon that doesn't much prefer battle. As such it has no plans on evolving any time soon. (This is a pokemon I felt fit Idia's vibe while also giving a nod to the idea of fate and a predetermined life. It also reminds me of how close Idia and Ortho are. Inseparable!)

"Interlocking two bodies and spinning around generates the energy they need to live."

"The two mini gears that mesh together are predetermined. Each will rebound from other minigears without meshing.

"The two minigears that compose this Pokémon are closer than twins. They mesh well only with each other."

Haunter (Support): Despite its look it is one of Idia most caring pokemon. It often tries to take care of other pokemon and people in a big brother fashion, but due to its "scary" appearance others don't often respond well to it. As such he gets discouraged easily and sulks to itself. (This is kind of a nod to Idia's labwear personal story!)

Golurk (Tank): An automaton pokemon that Idia discovered in old ruins on his travels. He spent a lot of time researching it and along the way got attached to the little Golett. It's now kind of a Pseudo research partner that does heavy lifting on his travels. After all that heavy lifting and protecting Idia it eventually evolved! It's his tank! Though it still mostly just wants to be useful and help Idia with his research. (Idia is especially interested in its source of energy as he is looking into making a body for Ortho to inhabit.)

"It is said that Golurk were ordered to protect people and Pokémon by the ancient people who made them."

Shiny Bisharp(All-arounder): Along his travels Idia ran into a shiny blue Pawniard in trouble. After helping it out, Idia tried to leave it only for it to continuously follow him for days, never straying too close to his camp. The whole ordeal made him really anxious because he knew that pokemon species can hold grudges and get territorial. It was only when a group Mightyean's tried to attack him, that the Pawniard jumped into action trying to protect him. Then he realized: Was it trying to return the favor? After handling the situation the Pawniard realized that Idia already had a pretty capable team and that he didn't need much help, but still tried to secretly continue to follow him. It took a few days but Idia finally got the nerve to ask if the pokemon just wanted to join him. To which it jumped for joy and ran to hug him (almost stabbing him in the process.) Throughout the AUs story I imagine it evolves. Becoming a reliable pokemon partner...but also still keeping its goofy fanboyish admiration for Idia.

(This is kind of a nod to the Samurai theme Idia's online persona is associated with, I also think it would be cute to give Ortho a Pawniard and Idia a Bisharp! And I love a serious looking pokemon having a fanboyish nature like Idia.)

Hydreigon(BANNED): A pokemon Idia caught through a series of unfortunate and unlikely events. It is extremely powerful and rash, as such he cannont control it in or out of battle. He is training to be more assertive so he can control it. It is used as a last resort.

"It responds to movement by attacking. This scary, three-headed Pokémon devours everything in its path!"

(This pokemon is kind of a nod to Cerberus, with its three heads, and also the Hydra from Hercules)

Here's other pokemon that I feel also fit for him, I'm a firm believe that ppl have more than just their main team:

#twst pokemon au #pokemon life and death #twisted wonderland #idia shroud #pokemon au #did yall know shiny pumpkaboos are purple!!#idia seeing one and it reminds him of yume and hes like i must have it #love posting my pokemon stuff super late so no one can see me geek out about it

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thesunshinebunny · 4 years

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Can you please do headcanons for what the twisted wonderland boys would do if their girlfriends ex showed up wanting her back?

Uh… .ALL OF THEM ???? Are you serious ?? Oh My God !!!! Ummmmmmmm, OK, I’LL DO MY BEST, but I think it’s about time I started putting character limits because this is going to be difficult.

IT WAS INSANEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE For obvious reasons I didn’t include Ortho, so I hope this is still to your liking

Riddle

He tried to make the meeting as smooth and consistent as possible.

He is the dorm leader, he has to be the example of maturity and consistency in dealing with women.

He tried for more than half an hour to dispel the insults towards him and politely asked them to get out of Hearstlabyul, but when your ex started talking about you… oh boiiii

Our Queen is pisseeeeeeeeed.

Indispensably if your ex had magic or not, it’ll be OF WITH THEIR HEAD.

Had to ask not only to Trey and Cater but also the dynamic duo to escort them out.

Treat him with little sweetness and a cup of coffee, our redhead will thank you.

"I love you, and I will always be by your side as long as you want to have me with you"

Trey

The personified knight. Outside of joking, at no point did he get upset or ask them to leave in a rude manner.

He handled the situation calmly and when your ex finished speaking, that was when his face changed radically.

Yes, the knight in shining armor was quite a facade.

He gave your ex a gloomy look and in a low tone commented that they were not welcome at Heartslabyul, much less NRC and that they had to leave if they didn’t want to end up with a broken leg.

SHOOK.

Both of you spent the night baking cakes and watching bad movies, even though what Trey really cared the most was spending the night with you, snuggled between his sheets.

"I may have reacted in a somewhat terrifying way, but believe me when I tell you that that look will never be directed at you"

Cater

Our dear orange haired man here didn't take it very well. It was one of the few moments in which his face or voice had not the hint of happiness and amusement that characterized him so much.

He may have used his unique magic to intimidate your ex… I mean, if a mildly angry Cater doesn't do any good, I guess five will work.

Indispensably whether it worked or not, you could always call in the dynamic duo to get your ex out of the way.

Spoiler alert: it wasn’t necessary the one neuron duo, with the five Caters it was more than enough.

Before they left the dorm, he took a selfie as not in a mockery mode and uploaded it to his social medias.

“Do you want to appear in the photo? So I can show the world how beautiful you are, how lucky I am to have you and how stupid your ex was to show up at school "

Ace

Another one who lost his temper, but just when the person in front of him said it was your ex.

Don't overthink it, he just made an angry face because he already knew what your ex was up to, and he didn't like it one bit.

Believe it or not, Ace didn't hold on to the punches with them. No, he simply told them that he had no intention of letting you go and immediately sent them flying with his magic.

For the last thing, he told them not to bother trying, turned around and went to where you were to give you a long, possessive kiss in front of your ex.

"I maaaay have been a bit possessive, but I don't want you to leave my side"

Deuce

He threw a cauldron at their head ... jocking ... or not?

Nah, nah, I'm kidding, but he did come close to throwing his famous cauldron at them and leaving them squashed like a figurine.

Lowkey rogue mode activated.

It may have scared you a little, but it didn't have much of an effect.

Your ex didn't leave you alone until Deuce punched him across the face, screaming for them to leave you alone.

You have to get out of the crime scene before any teacher comes.

Ashamed of himself. Maybe the way of resolution he had was not the best, but it was effective and you were grateful for that.

You gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek and told him everything was fine, that he didn't have to worry about anything; he was your knight in shining armor.

“Sorry, anger washed over me again. I couldn't bear the idea of you being taken away from me "

Leona

Man, this one acted out of pure pride. A stranger grabbing his beloved herbivore? Ohhhh noooo, honey, you messed with the wrong lion and prince.

This is one of the few times he wouldn't send Ruggie in to fix it. No. He would stand tall and beat this motherfucker ass.

You'll have to stop him before he turns your ex to sand, and I'm not kidding this time.

The very thought of someone taking his girlfriend from him drove him wild.

With your ex out of reach, and scared for life, he will demand cuddles and a nap.

He won't admit it, but Leona was afraid for a moment of losing you. You are his, and no one else's.

“I will not let anyone take you from my arms. I will protect you no matter what”

Ruggie

Used Laught with me, no discussion.

And there was no discussion with your ex. He just saw them with you, heard snippets that they wanted you back, that they wanted a second chance, blah blah blah ... and that was it, unique magic in action.

You got disoriented for a moment when you saw your ex walking strangely towards the exit, but when you heard the famous giggle of your boyfriend you knew immediately what was happening.

Let's be honest, in all it was a pretty funny image.

Ruggie stayed by your side all afternoon in the Savanaclaw lounge room playing and splashing in the water.

"I may be a possessive and territorial hyena, but this hyena is at your complete mercy"

Jack

Nothing like a good roar to scare away any predator that intends to stick its nose into other's prey.

Just kidding, Jack would never consider you prey, you are his significant other and that means he must protect you from any danger.

Wolf mode activated to the surprise of your ex.

He growled until their figure could not be seen on the horizon… lowkey cute as fuck.

Give him cuddles in this form, he would really appreciate it… he really would love your hands caressing his soft fur.

Record a video of his tail wagging, just for science.

“I figured you were uncomfortable and couldn't think of anything else to get your ex off your back. Now come with me, I want to caress you correctly"

Azul

Believe me when I tell you that the appearance of your ex not only irritated Azul, but also brought him insecurities that he thought were already buried under the ground.

The fact that a stranger appeared at the doors of the Mostro Lounge with an air of melodrama was enough for our octopus to go out to meet them directly, thinking they was just another customer ... an annoying customer, to tell the truth.

But when they started yelling for your presence, demanding that you come back to them, oh ... Yeah, this so-called customer is now banned from entering.

He let Floyd and Jade take care of them.

Like Riddle, give him love and a few sweets, he needs it. He really needs affection.

He needs to hear your voice, to remind him that you are with him now. He wants to hear you say that he is the only person in your world right now and that you would not leave him for nothing.

“I'm a silly octopus who got tangled in your arms and not the other way around. Only you give me the comfort that I've been looking for so much "

Jade

Your ex must have some balls of steel to even be close to Jade and plan to face him to have you back ... this guy has a suicidal desire.

Jade's appearance was not only scary, but his way of talking and engaging in conversation with your ex was what made them run out of the Mostro Lounge.

But you were already more than used to his characterization as an intimidating person.

Bring him a basket full of multiple mushrooms from the botanical garden, he will appreciate it.

And maybe also a glass container to create a little mini environment for those mushrooms… both of you will have a nice time together, maybe the whole night putting it together.

"You are my favorite starfish and I cannot allow any sea thorn to monopolize your beauty"

Floyd

Even having the same calm expression as Jade when he saw your ex, it didn't last long. The moment your name came out of their mouth, Floyd's face broke.

You remember in episode 3 when he asks Adeuce braincell to shut up, well… that same expression.

By this time, Floyd was no longer as calm as his brother; in fact, he went directly to squeeze them.

If you paid close attention you could hear how the ribs were cracking little by little. Good thing you were there to stop Floyd.

Your ex stalked to the exit as they was nearly squeezed alive and Floyd gave you a grin from ear to ear as if he had done nothing wrong.

"I protect what is mine, no one has the right to take my shrimpy from my side"

Kalim

At first this ray of sunshine didn't even know what was happening, he thought they were just looking for you to chat, to keep up.

But when he heard this strange person exclaim that they wanted you back… he was still just as lost, but not in an innocent way.

He went to where you were to give you a big hug in front of your ex. He may have looked cute and adorable, but unconsciously Kalim was marking his territory.

Kindly asked your ex to leave the dorm and not make any more advances, they were making you uncomfortable, and if you were uncomfortable he was uncomfortable.

He gave you butterfly kisses when the situation calmed down. Give him kisses back, he needs them.

“You love me, right? Because I love you very much, and my love cannot be compared with anything in the world, and yours cannot be bought even with all the jewels I have in the treasure chamber "

Jamil

This is simple. Jamil only asked your ex once to leave the dorm.

Not understanding reasons the first time, he simply used his unique magic causing them to go "on their own".

Problem solved. NOW, that doesn't mean Jamil was in a good mood.

Not at all. Anger can be seen rising from his ears like smoke, but his face expresses calm.

Help him in the kitchen, he may not say anything, but internally he will thank you.

Cuddling in the middle of the night, curled up in his bed? HELL YEAH.

"You are the most precious diamond I have in my life, I am not going to let you go so easily"

Vil

How dare this pathetic person to proclaim you back in front of his own nose?

Putting aside how impressed he was by such a daring act, Vil was once again furious.

Vil isn’t a person who defends his opponent in a violent way like Leona or Floyd, but he could attack the self-esteem and brain.

Even though… if the obscene words towards you kept bubbling out of their disgusting mouth, he would have to give him a poison apple.

It almost happened, thank goodness you were there to lower the fumes.

Vil was irritable all day and not even a beauty treatment could calm him… shit this was bad.

Give him a couple of hours to calm down and try talking to him during the night and if he doesn't want to, you can always do the routine for his face before going to sleep.

“I'll be honest, I liked your ex's audacity, but it didn't displease to see how mistreated they was and if I can correctly assume, the mistreatment they caused you. You are here with me and I am here with you, neither is going to be detach from the other "

Rook

When Rook saw how your ex was trying to convince you to come back… let's just say he didn't take it very well.

But his face said otherwise. He had the same grinning and somewhat creppy expression as ever, so it was difficult to determine in that tense moment whether he was really angry or not.

I think the arrow that passed between the two of you, best expressed between your two faces, made it pretty clear that Rook wasn't going to sit idly by.

A bit violent and shocking, but effective. Your ex shitted their pants and stormed out of the place, without even looking back.

Coward.

"I'm sorry for the bad moment I put you on, but nobody touches my prey"

It may be that his action was with tenderness of support, but that doesn’t remove the shock from your face.

You slept with one eye open that night.

Epel

Let's say the conversation got off to a good start, until your ex had the brilliant idea of mistaking Epel for a girl.

Oh yeah, the truck driver's voice came out to our farmer.

Be prepared to hold him and prevent him from giving your ex a tremendous punch in the face. Even in that situation your damn ex had the decency to keep asking you to go back to them.

It even occurred to them to denigrate Epel for how short and his supposedly sweet voice was... now you can let him go.

With your ex out of your sight and a reprimanding of Vil towards Epel's ugly acting, you guys spent the night in your bedroom.

Simple caresses and a few small butterfly kisses to calm the atmosphere.

“Sorry, I lost control and gave you a hard time. Don't be mad at me, I don't even want to think about the possibility of losing you "

Idia

Oh… .emmm, embarrassed baby became even more embarrassed at having to come face to face with a complete stranger.

Talking to you is one thing, but talking about yourself with your supposed ex is another thing entirely; he even finds it difficult to talk about you with his own brother, so imagine the traumatic moment Idia had to go through.

In a stuttering manner, he asked them to please get away of hs face… and from school. If the shame towards his person was not enough to get your ex out of there, no problem ...

From somewhere he'd get a little machine that would run your ex's fucking ass outside the doors of NRC.

The machine would have a small camera embedded so you could see from its monitors how your ex ran like a baby with their butt burned thanks to Idia's invention.

He may have uploaded the file to the internet… who knows.

After this terrible and agonizing day, Idia doesn’t plan to leave his room until the end of the year.

Stay with him as long as necessary, hours, days, afternoons, nights, early mornings, whatever it is, just ... stay hugged him at all times.

“For a moment I thought you were going to leave with your ex. You know, Ortho loves you very much, and you leaving would make him very sad ... and me too"

Malleus

They have to have balls to go straight to Malleus and tell at his face that they wants you back.

10 for the audacity, -1000 for their physical health.

Malleus, like Vil, doesn’t need to destroy or attack your ex, just standing there and acting intimidating is enough.

If your ex still wants to hang around you after seeing that scene, then Malleus is going to have to put his horns on it.

Nothing like a spark of fingers to make him disappear from your side and send him flying out of school.

They are fine, at least that’s what Malleus said.

“Even being amazed at the audacity of that little creature, they should learn that the word no means no. You, little human, you are mine"

Lilia

Big bear mama Lilia took the situation with great grace. If only your ex knew that the were talking to a fairy over five hundred years old I throw a number they would freeze.

He endured the boring and monotonous talk with your ex with a sarcastic smile and when they finished speaking he wished them a good way back. He then sent them flying towards the exit of Diasomnia.

With their butt out, Lilia slammed the door in their face. You watched the scene from the top of the dorm lounge stairs.

At no time did our little fairy have a hair out of place. And with that same tranquility he disappeared from the door and magically appeared next to you with his characteristic smile and face down.

He gave you sweet kisses before he went out to babysit some freshmen who were about to set the kitchen on fire… as if Lilia hadn't done it before.

“Don't listen to them, they are part of your past. The best thing is to leave it behind, because now you have a present with me "

Silver

It happened in one of the few times when Silver was wide awake and with no intention of going to sleep in whatever corner he came across first.

Still, he literally didn't understand anything, he just wanted to spend time with you and that time was ruined.

Silver did nothing, just grabbed your hand and led you into the hall of mirrors, disappearing into Diasomnia's one.

Before going through the mirror, you turned your gaze over your shoulder, seeing how your ex was following both of you and with a handshake which happened to be raised the middle finger you disappeared into the mirror.

In the warm cold of the bedroom, you spent a long time in the arms of your loved one.

"There is no need to look into the past, I like living the present with you"

Sebek

Don't hate me for what I'm going to say… but your ex didn't even have a chance to say hello, Sebek was already on his shoulders asking them to leave if he didn't want them to face a duel.

Just kidding, not a duel… but it would give him their lesson if they didn't immediately leave the dorm.

No one without the consent of his young master Malleus could enter the residence. And speaking of Malleus… he spent about half an hour talking about his master and how he would be able to turn them to ash if they approached Diasomnia again.

And by the way to you too.

"Incredible how a person thinks they had the right to appear like this out of nowhere, how could you be with a person like that?"

Oddly enough, the day passed like nothing, even at bedtime Sebek acted as if your ex had never shown up.

But… during the early morning, a heaviness on your stomach woke you up from your dreams. Sebek was huddled behind you, his head buried in your hair, his arms across your belly.

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astringofmadhousefloozies · 3 years

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Catch a Falling Star

The Star Sending Festival goes a little differently when Yuu has a raging crush on one of the performers.

Warnings for coarse language, deceptive actions, and being an excuse for OC x Canon, baby!

Please check my Twisted Wonderland Fanfiction tag for more, and let me know if you enjoyed it! I have an open askbox and do like to chat.

~*~*~*~

"You boys look great."

Trey and Deuce flushed a bit, and you laughed and snapped a quick picture. How pretty they looked in starlight silks and airy linens, all embroidered in gold! Pretty as a picture.

"If you like the clothes so much, you can take my spot and play the drum?" Idia, poor thing, he sounded so hopeful from the other side of his screen. And the clothes were nice, nicer than even the robes you had woken up in. They'd look nice on you. But if they'd look nice on you, how much nicer would they look on him?

You tried to keep your voice casual, but you couldn't keep out the teasing tone. "Noooo, they’d suit you better. And I can't keep a beat! You've done perfect on some of the rhythm games you play. It'll be a cakewalk."

He just groaned, and kept at it. As though pity for him could outweigh your own desires.

~*~*~*~

"Selfish little bastard of a man."

"Please stop calling my brother names."

"I'll call him what I like. Deuce has been working very hard. At least he can't resist gamifying anything."

Ortho hovered behind your shoulder. "Is it wrong that I hope Deuce succeeds? I should want Idia to always win."

"I hope not. I like Idia a lot-"

"You do."

"Shh. But that doesn't mean I want him to always have his way. He does need to do things sometimes. If he doesn't occasionally come out of his comfort zone, how's he going to extend said zone? He's got... there's zones he needs to be in before..."

Ortho tilted his head, and you ruffled his hair like the puppy he seemed. "Anyways. I got an idea. Say nothing to you brother about it, I don't want him crying betrayal in my messages."

~*~*~*~

"Easy sleep."

The gem glowed to life, and you set it aside to grab the next unactivated one. With so many students not wanting to make a wish? All you had to say was that you'd take unwanted stones, no questions asked. By sunset there were piles of them by the Ramshackle gate. all to add to Deuce's . And wishing stars didn't seem to care if the same person used multiple, just if you spoke it out loud. Which, with your loudmouth shnook of a roommate, meant you were just cycling through a list of trivial things.

"Ugh, are you done? I'm going to bed." He only made a few more wishes himself, for endless food and as many naps as he'd like, before growing bored.

"I'll be up soon, make yourself comfortable. Um. Fly the heavens. Swim like fishes. A clean conscience..." You kept going through ones in the lyrics from a remembered song, until you were sure Grim was in bed and wouldn't be awake to make fun of you.

"One true lover with a thousand kisses."

The stone clicked on like a sigh, warming under your touch. The light seemed a bit different, though it was likely your imagination. You grabbed the next one. "Idia to perform in his pretty little outfit." Click. "That if I go home, I rememeber everything, everyone here." Click. Click. Click. You kept going until there was only one left.

You whispered a truly selfish one to it, and it lit up so bright you had to blink the spots from your eyes.

~*~*~*~

"Aaaaaaaaa you look so cuuute~" As beautiful as Idia looked? You couldn't stop gushing over Ortho. "You're such a pretty little thing aaaaaaaaah!~" You swung Ortho around in a hug. "You look great! And the ceremony is saved!"

God, he had such a sweet laugh. "I'll be perfect! I have to go! I'll see you after!" Was he trailing sparkles as he went? Probably not. And with him gone, you could go back to your original target.

Idia fidgeted in his spoot and looked away as you looked him up and down. You'd never seen him look so fine. Of course, even in his usual clothes, he was beautiful, but in these, this finery? He looked otherworldly, more a fanciful painting than a person. Maybe everyone else could see even a fraction of what you did.

"You look nice."

"It's awful."

"It's lovely. A splendid get up for a splendid person." He turned red. "A kind, sweet boy who steps up to the plate when it really matters." Redder. "A wonderful person who went out and personally granted all the wishes he could - Mal told me about what you did, and look what you've done for Ortho! And you saved the ceremony!"

He covered his face with his hands. "Stop, stop, I'm too low-leveled to take these complements. I don't deserve them."

"You deserve plenty. May I...?" You held up your phone.

He frowned at you. "Why would you want a picture of me looking like an idiot?"

"You look..." So beautiful you feel lightheaded just from standing this close. "Far from an idiot."

He argued, but you did get your picture.

~*~*~*~

The ceremony was over, but you're just pissy. If it was just your phone on the friz? Yeah, whatever. But everyone's went screwy, so you knew damn well Idia did something so there wouldn't be pictures or video.

And he'd done so well! He was a born drummer, he hadn’t missed a beat. He'd been so alive, and passionate, and he needed to see it for himself. That was the whole reason, not that you’d wanted a recording of him to watch in the wee hours of the morning.

Good thing that even as he fled from the wishing tree, he was easy to pick out, and it was easy to guess the direction he was going. So, instead of chasing directly after him and losing out to his long stride, you just took a different path and waylaid him in a small clearing.

He didn't even realize you were there until you steped into his path ten feet in from of him, landing on his ass.

"So. How'd you screw the phones?"

He blinked up at you, chest heaving. His clothes were damp from the ceremony, and he smelled of sweat, though not unpleasantly. "Made a signal jammer. They'll be fine when I turn it off."

You smiled, and sat down across from him. You'd picked a good spot to find him, the moss was thick underneath you. both. "That's a great trick. Why?"

He rolled his eyes, already knowing what track you were on. "No one wants pictures of me except you."

"If that was true, you wouldn't have made it so no one got any pictures of the ceremony. The one where you were only a small part of." You decided to add a bit of guilt. "Deuce's poor mother, she'll not get any pictures of her boy!"

He flopped back onto the ground and covered his face. "Stop lying."

"I'm not lying."

"You don't actually care about that." Still lying back, he pointed a finger at you. "You're just mad because you didn't get your pictures of me! Why me?"

"Why not you? I was so busy looking at you I barely had time to notice anything else! Why would I want to look at anything else!" You couldn't stop yourself. "I don;t understand why anyone would ever stop looking at you. I've never seen anyone so beautiful in my life. And after I got to know you? I like all of you, even the parts that drive me mad. Especially those." You drew your knees to your chest, painful with the thudding of your heart. "You're wonderful. The only thing about you I truly don't like is how much you dislike yourself."

He'd drawn back during your... good lord, that was a confession, wasn't it? Against a tree, staring at you wide eyed with fear. He was going to run as soon as he caught his breath, you knew it. You'd fucked it up and he probably wouldn't even want to keep being your friend.

"Do you really mean that?"

You nodded, waiting for the shoe to drop. But instead of running, he joined you, a hair's breadth from your side, silent for what felt like eons.

"I'm an SR at most. On my good days."

"Nonsense." You laughed. "You're a treasure. a truly rare specimen. Museum quality."

He managed to laugh back. "Only normies still go to museums."

You nudged his shoulder. "I said don't ever call me that."

"Normie."

"Stop."

"Nor-"

You pushed him lightly, and he still flopped over, laughing. You joined him, head on his chest. (So damned bony! even with his faint muscle, you could feel the curves of rib beneath his skin.)

"Idia?"

"?"

"You're terrified. I can hear your heart going."

"Ah... Excited too. People don’t confess to you every day. Especially not me."

"Oh, they should though. Letters pouring out of your locker every time you open it. Chocolates from secret admirers. The whole list."

"Not everyone's you. No one else is."

"You can just borrow mine. I get tons of them."

He frowned at you. "And you pick me?"

"Yes? Why wouldn't I?"

"There's the whole school to pick from. A whole school who aren't shut in otakus with curses."

"Oh, I got a curse too." He narrowed his eyes at you. "I'm the hottest bitch in a school full of hot bitches. It's truly dreadful. No one meets my exacting standards except you."

"I am cursed. And you have no standards, because..."

You held a finger to his lips, and he went cross-eyed trying to look at it. "No. Don't start. Can I prove I like you?"

He gave a small nod, and you took a deep breath before you began. The first kiss, you placed to his fore head after pushing his bangs away. The next two, to each scrunched eyelid, purplish and finely veined. Four, five, six, to the nose and each cheek. On the last, you hesitated. Was this too much? Was this too quick? He answered you himself, reaching up and dragging you down to crush his lips against yours with a gasp. He only let you up when he gasped for breath, eyes unfocused and his lips bruised and swollen. It was such a glorious sight, you couldn't help but record it.

He didn't even get a chance to shield his eyes, and you'd stowed your phone away as he blinked in shock as he realized what the click was. "Why'd you do that?"

"Because you looked beautiful, and I wanted to remember it."

"Nnnn... please don't show anyone."

"Not even you?"

"No."

"Too bad, I'll show you after. People are probably looking for us."

~*~*~*~

You couldn't complain. You're pretty sure that you weren't supposed to plant grass seed by hand? But there was something soothing about your hands in the dirt, so you were doing it that way.

"I can't believe Shroud's not here, he made this mess."

"Ortho is here." He was in charge of spreading the grass seed after he helped get rid of the burnt grass.

"Ortho doesn’t count."

You threw a clod of dirt at Grimm's head. "Then you might as well say you don't, either."

Idia actually showed up in the flesh before that fight could continue, gushing that he actually got the game sequel he wanted. Good for him! Now you needed to find a playthrough of the original to watch, to properly understand the excitement.

"It's a pity you didn't get a wish yourself, Yuu." Deuce didn’t know that you'd wished up at least three dozen stars yourself, he thought you’d just gotten them from people. He didn’t need to know, either.

You looked up at Idia, catching his eye. He started, and flushed not just his face, but halfway down his hair, before it faded out, a pulse of pink sparks. The smile you made at the sight hurt your cheeks from the strength of it.

"I'd say I got my wish just fine."

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland fanfiction #idia shroud

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faofinn · 4 years

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A Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day - Whumptober Day 16

References to Day 13/18/29. Set some time after Day 11 and Day 7.

@whumptober2020

Hi, Harrison, right? How are you doing?"

His jaw clenched. "Fine."

They smiled. “I imagine you've had better days. We won't be too long, and then hopefully you'll be feeling a bit more comfortable.”

"I'm already fine. Ready to go home now, if I'm honest."

“That sounds like the morphine talking. Unfortunately we can't get you home just yet.”

His breathing quickened, as did his heart rate. "I'm just fine."

“It's alright to be anxious.”

"Yeah, but I'm not."

“So do you know why I'm here?”

"Because there's been a misunderstanding." He glanced at Fao. "He's just here to take me home now."

Fao frowned. “No, not quite. We talked about this, yeah?”

He glared at Fao. "I'm fine."

Anaesthesia smiled. “I've no doubt that you are. But this wrist of yours needs sorting otherwise you're going to have issues down the line. And that collarbone must be agony, hmm?”

"Not even broken."

“I can assure you, they are.”

“They are, Tomcat. It’ll be alright.”

"No."

“Look at me. You trust me?”

He shook his head. "I don't want it, Wolfie. Please, please don't let them."

“Hey, hey. It’s okay, I know it’s not pleasant. Do you remember what you said to me, in that chopper when I was panicking?”

Harrison wanted to block his ears, to run away and just get out. He knew he couldn't, and that it was actually for his benefit, but that didn't stop the fear.

His voice cracked. "No."

“No? It’s the last thing I remember. You said you’d got me, you were gonna stay right with me, and that you wouldn’t let anything bad happen. Just some meds, yeah? The real good stuff. It’s my turn now, I’m gonna be right here with you.”

His face screwed up and he scrubbed at it with his good hand, letting go of Fao's. "I promised you an-and I kept it. Had to get you back to Finn."

“And you did. Now I’m here to annoy the hell out of you. So I promise I’m gonna be here with you and make sure you’re alright, and I’ll keep it.”

"I'm sorry." He managed, chest heaving. "I really tried my best. Was my fault you got your scar."

“Sorry? Tomcat that scar’s the reason I’m still here.” Fao said. “You’re alright.”

"But you got the scar."

“And it kept me alive. A scar is a scar, I’ve got plenty of them. You saved my life and now I’m here to look out for you.”

He searched Fao's face. "Promise?"

“Promise. I’ll be right here, looking out for you. These guys are good, I trust them.”

"Do you think we could crack on? We don't want to be leaving you in pain."

Harrison nodded, trying to put on a brave face as he gripped Fao again. "He stays."

“That’s alright. I don’t think we could get rid of him even if we tried.”

"O-okay."

“You alright for us to adjust the bed a bit? I know you’re nice and sat up but it’ll be easier for us if you’re more laid down.”

He nodded, checking with Fao before giving his approval.

Fao did his best to reassure Harrison as they adjusted the bed. It made his stomach churn, he'd been here before and it was rubbish. But he'd be there for Hars, he had to be.

They fussed a little, ortho keen to decide what they wanted to do before the drugs meant they had to work fast.

“We're going to use the smallest dose we can get, Harrison, hopefully you won't need much - you've had a decent amount of painkillers and we don't want to completely overwhelm you.”

"I don't want it at all."

“I know. We'll be as quick as we can.” They reassured.

He nodded. "Just get it done. 'm not meaning to be rude."

“You're far from rude, don't worry. Just going to give you some oxygen, alright?”

"Just a little."

“Just a little. Just to make sure you get enough.”

"Always good to do that."

“Well, we want to look after you.” They said, getting it all set up. “Here we are, that alright?”

He adjusted it slightly. "Fine."

“Comfortable enough? I know it's not great.”

"It's fine. Jus' get it done, please?"

“Yeah, okay. We're going to start the meds now, just keep breathing for me. Fao's next to you, focus on him.” They said, slowly giving the first dose. “Might made you feel a bit strange, but just keep breathing.”

As the dizziness started to hit, so did the panic, his breath catching in his throat. They came in short gasps, each one sending his collarbone stabbing into his chest and shooting pain across his body.

He wasn't in England any more, the hum of the chopper under his back. The explosion had come from nowhere, just a normal day-to-day patrol and then he'd been coming to in the sand, bleeding out.

He couldn't breathe, why couldn't they understand that? And it hurt. God, did it hurt. Why weren't they helping him?

Fao rubbed his good shoulder. “You're okay Harrison, I'm here. You're safe, nobody's going to hurt you. Try and slow your breathing for me?” He tried to reassure.

Harrison groaned, trying his best to arch away from the pain. With his jaw clenched and head pressed into the bed, Wolfie swam in his vision. It wasn't fair. Why wouldn't they just knock him out?

He begged them, just knock him out. Knock him out and let him go. He didn't want to be alive if it was going to be in this much pain.

“You're alright, I've got you. You're okay, you're safe.”

He gave an unintelligible shout, tears starting to fall. "Get off!"

“Look at me, eh? You're okay, I'm right here.”

"Jus' knock me out." There was wild desperation in his eyes as he fought against it all. "Let me die."

“Tomcat, look at me. I'm right here, you're safe, nobody's going to hurt you. I've got you.” Fao reassured, standing up to get properly into his field of view. “I'm right here, you're safe.”

Anaesthesia carefully gave a little more medication - they couldn't do anything whilst he was struggling.

They apologised at least, when they tightened a tourniquet above the one he'd clumsily put on. It didn't stop the pain, didn't stop him begging again. The pain stopped that though, worse than the actual injury, and his world swam.

Harrison screamed, trying to rip his hand away from them. His chest heaved as the world swam, his hand reaching to grab at his thigh. Despite the drugs he fought so hard against, his fingers left marks against his leg, his nails digging into the skin.

“Hey, hey, come on.” Fao said, taking his hand. “None of that, let's not hurt ourselves.” The scream hurt, like a knife in his chest. It wasn't fair, Harrison couldn't have things easy, could he? At least he was unlikely to remember it, but that didn't help Fao.

"Off." Harrison wasn't sure if it was a question or a request, but he briefly caught Fao's eye. Wolfie was there. He'd be okay.

Wolfie shouldn't be there. He was back in England. He'd been on his flight, literally had his heart in his hand as he tried to save his life. Harrison had always thought he had, but if he was there with him now, he must have died. An apology formed on his tongue, but it was so hard. Too hard.

Finn would forgive him, and so would Sheila, he hoped. They'd go to his funeral, surely?

“You're alright, we're gonna help you. Just try and keep breathing. I've got you, you're safe.”

He tried to fight it, he really did, but it was no use. His mind finally gave in, letting him sink back down and completely detached from the world.

Fao sighed, relieved as Harrison finally gave in. Anaesthesia topped him up again, pushing the limits of where they felt comfortable. But they needed to make sure he was out enough to get the manipulations done.

Fao sunk down gratefully into a chair and held Harrison's hand as they did it, murmuring to him the whole time. Thankfully it didn't take them too long to be satisfied, and got his wrist casted and x-rayed, as well as the collarbone. They were happy with the positioning (a huge relief) and left him to sleep off the medication - awaiting the transfer to the ward.

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chibiredfox · 4 years

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Ok what if the dorm leaders had a robin hood s/o who gave money away to children and often gave the rich looking dorm leaders dirty looks as she had to work hard most the time only stealing if necessary but as they got to know her they understood she wasnt like this for no reason she had like twelve kids to feed after finding them abandoned would anyone do anything to help?

Quite an interesting one, thank you Anonymous for asking :3

Imma try to portray these guys as best as possible, since the game is now out.

Riddle Roseheart

At first he would be prideful by the dirty looks his s/o gave to other dorm leaders, he thought it was his/her/their way of saying 'back off I'm his not yours'. Although after a while, he figured this wasn't the case. After toning down the rules he had made, he had gotten curious as to why his s/o was always going out during the night and coming back in the relatively early morning exhausted.

He had scolded her/him/them to come back earlier and get good rest for the next day to come. After disobeying his scoldings numerous times, he secretly followed his s/o to see what they could possibly be doing that is more important than getting a good night's rest.

Witnessing the stealing from the rich and giving to the poor his s/o had committed, he felt sorrowful, dumbfounded even. He scolded his beloved for doing a good deed and he felt bad for doing such. When he confronted his s/o the next morning he apologized, although his s/o was confused at first, he explained what he was doing the night prior. His s/o felt grateful when Riddle had given her/him/them time to do said good deeds before night time had begun.

Leona Kingscholar

Leona pays no mind to what his s/o does at night, he could care less. Although he eventually started to worry about his s/o's health due to them coming back in the dawn of morning with sweat falling off their body and tired eyes, as if they had gone to do a night long jog. He then asked Ruggie to follow them to see what they were up to, to which Ruggie reluctantly accepted.

The next morning, Ruggie reported back to Leona with little to no clue of what his s/o's whereabouts could've been that night. After a few more nights with little results, Leona had decided to see for himself what the difficulty may have been, and what the hell you could possibly be doing at night.

Madols being collected from high place's and given to the run down place's residents. He found it peculiar that you would do this every night continuously, unless other circumstances came in the way. He confronted you right then and there, startling you a bit, he questioned why you bother to even do this for other people. You responded with your reasons with courage and bravery that could rival a knight's chivalry. Leona, satisfied with your answer thrown you over his shoulder and took you back to Night Raven.

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul is amused by the dirty looks you gave to the luxurious dorm leaders, hell he might even give a chuckle if your face was giving the right look. Although he can't notice much due to you assisting the Leech twins in collecting contracts from fellow students during school, except during down time you're still out and about. His mind was struck with curiosity when you would attempt to be quiet when returning to the dorm at midnight.

One night while you were out, Azul asked the twins to research on his s/o's whereabouts and maybe bargain for the info if it came down to it. The twins complied and began the next morning. What came as a surprise to Azul is that the twins found nothing. Azul, now concerned, decides he will take a 'night walk' tonight, he entrusts the dorm to the twins and demands them not to make a mess of it while he is gone.

The night had come and Azul is ready for his curiosity to be breached. As slick and quiet he can be, he followed your every movement with hawk eyes. After witnessing what he wanted to see, he immediately headed back to the dorm. The next day, he beckoned you to come to his office to discuss important details.

With the Leech twins standing behind his office chair, Azul's gloved hands knitted together, and a mischevious glint to his eye, he lays out what happened last night. You, utterly terrified, knew you were being followed but you didn't think it'd be Azul doing the following. Azul laid you off and allowed you to leave wishing you a good rest of your nights.

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim is completely oblivious to his s/o's doings at midnight, he would be fast asleep by the time you head out to commit the same nightly routine all over again. He would worry as to why you look so tired during class but you reassured him saying you barely got any sleep the night before. This excuse didn't work for so long though, Jamil notified Kalim that his s/o has been going out every night, which Kalim broke out into a worry frenzy immediately learning this.

Kalim begged for Jamil to find out why his s/o goes out into the dangerous night, but then had a different idea and wanted to go find out for himself. Jamil then let Kalim know that he had already figured out why you would do such things. Kalim, both overjoyed and sad, thanked Jamil for his efforts and wanted to throw a party for it, but Jamil declined.

The next day during class, Kalim asked you why you do such antics, you replied as lowly as possible to try not to catch unwanted attention. After explanations happened, Kalim was crying and hugged you, saying how you are the best person in the world and how did he get so lucky.

Vil Schoenheit

Your nightly antics immediately caught his attention, you would rush your night care routine and this is a no-no in his book. Although before he can even confront to you about such carelessness for your beauty, you'd already be out and gone. This did not bode well for him as the same actions occured each night, he tries to confront yet he fails to do so. This gets on his nerves and he asked Rook, as politely as he could be in his angered state, to follow up on where his s/o could be in a rush to.

After a couple days, Rook came back to Vil with your whereabouts. Vil is astonished as to why you'd do such things, you could have ruined your face! Or your delicate skin! During lunch hour Vil came over to where you ate then asked if you and him could talk in private. You complied in curiosity as to why Vil would need to talk to you about, maybe a hidden blemish?

Vil started to tear up when he inquired about your nightly routine of stealing and giving, he begged for your answer. You wiped away his tears and replied that you did this because of how you were raised and felt that you should keep this going. After a little bit a tears shed, Vil asked you to be careful on your nights out, and you promise to keep it.

Idia Shroud

Much like Vil, he would immediately notice your continuous night outs, although he would usually brush it off thinking you were getting some take out for food. Not that he exactly cared about that, he doesn't really have to eat to stay alive. He started to worry when he saw you have constant tired eyes, and sometimes see you fall asleep in class.

He wanted to confront you to get better sleep but he gets too scared at the thought of talking face to face with someone, even with his s/o except not so much. He needed to do something about it, so he assessed his options of going about it. He could send Ortho to go confront you for him, but then again, he doesn't want Ortho to get damaged. On the other hand, he could send one of his drones to spy on you.

After seeing you head out, he sent one of his drones to follow you around. Looking back over the footage after he woke up the next morning was astonishing to him. You steal, then you give? He had Ortho fetch you and bring you to his room. In Idia's room you questioned your partner, after a moment Idia asked why you steal, then give. You sat down on his bed and gave your reasons, knowing you can't play the unknowing person, you knew he has drones. Idia sat there in his chair for a few minutes in silence. He then ruffled your hair, giving a small smile calling you a dork.

Malleus Draconia

Malleus already knew about your weird night routine. He wanders the night what would you expect? He may not know why, although he thinks it's kind of weird, like any other human action he would be curious of your reasons of justice-like thievery. Much like Leona, he would confront you right then and there, except you knew he was there due to his aura and towering height.

Unlike most people though, you were used to Malleus' aura and reassured the frightened children that'd he do no such harm to them. Afterwards, Malleus motioned for you to follow him back to Night Raven. During the walk back he inquired as to why you would do such a weird thing. You nonchalantly gave your reason, and the walk back was silent there after as Malleus ponders about your reason.

Back at the dorm he bids you a good night and wishes that you'd be quicker about this so you can get better sleep.

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Phew this took me awhile but I'm happy with the results and I hope you are too Anonymous! It's been awhile since I watched Robin Hood so I tried to do my best with what I could remember. >_<

I hope you have a good day/afternoon/night! :3

#twisted wonderland #idia shroud #twst #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #azul ashengrotto #floyd leech #jade leech #kalim al asim #jamil viper #ortho shroud #malleus draconia #twisted wonderland headcannons

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sassaetcie · 3 years

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The Molten Charcoal - Chapter 4 - Silver x Idia Fanfiction

Yeah I may have... forgotten I was publishing this on tumblr... I apologize krkrkr.

I shouldn't have said "yes" that easily. I'm just so weak after a certain time outside... Like it must be a downgrade or something... Sure I don't want to hurt Ortho but... If I end doing shit in front of Silver, I will ashame everone (once again lol), right? I can't tell anymore if it was a safe bet or not... No, it never has been a "safe" bet because I'm playing with humans www. They aren't as easily predictable as AI if they aren't shaking in fear... if they "aren't shaking in fear". Shut the fuck. Shut the fuck up, Idia. No, I should talk like this, right? This is the way I get to the top in videogames, after all... No, shut the fuck. The only reason you get this high... Is it because of "this"? Or "that"? Or both? Or neither, in the end? Nothing "has" to make sense, after all... If everything had to make sense, they would be true. I DON'T WANT THEM TO BE TRUE. EVERYTHING IS THEIR FAULT. EVERYTHING IS THEIR FAULT. THEY'RE THE ONES BEING WRONG, OR BEING A DIFFERENT KIND OF WRONG. If I'm doing everything "wrong" because everyone keeps thinking like them, then there's a possibility that I'm actualy the only one being right, right? (That's a Higurashi curse-like thinking but that's not exactly what I mean...) Everyone is a fucking weirdo here, so why am I the one considered even stranger? That must mean "something else". Or does that doesn't mean anything? Why am I even thinking about all this crap? That's because of them. I shouldn't think about all this... But if I don't, I'm going to disappoint Ortho because I'm going to be stupid and not trying enough... That's because of them. Because they wanted me so bad to be their heir. "A meeting is funny as long as you can play with the people". Why did you want me to play like you? I shouldn't have been here watching every adult whispering. I shouldn't have been here, hearing all these bad things. I shouldn't have been here. But my hair cannot betray you, right? I cannot hide. I cannot run. I cannot speak. Even if this adult smiles, he will stabs the other. Even if this one threatens to stab, it will be "only" a joke. Will it be? Which of them was joking? Which of them IS joking? Why did you show me this? Why did you show me so many people, as if they were your playthings? You really enjoyed inviting every last of them knowing they would insult you, and making them fear for one day to be fighting each other under your blackmailing, right? You even expected me to be abducted, huh? You didn't give a shit when I was abducted by this smiling couple. They really looked nice. I can't tell if they looked nicer than you. How many days did I spend here? They were still nice when they were with me. They kept on smiling. They lied. They lied again. Do I have to become an adult like this? I hate this. I hate this, I hate this, I hate this. WHY DO YOU EXIST. WHY DO I HAVE TO BECOME LIKE THIS TO SURVIVE? I DON'T WANT TO. I'm tired... Why did they keep on smiling to me even when I told them I knew I had been abducted? Did they really not want to worry me because they didn't bear me a grudge for one of the things you had done to them? I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I can't understand, Ortho. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, you did so much for me and I'm just lost between all of these things... And I was released and I didn't die, right... Right... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ortho. I shouldn't... What should I think? I was almost murdered, right? But I didn't die. Even when another two brothers, two agressive brothers I definitely chose to escape from, caught me and threatened me to death with knives... I didn't die. I knew they were dangerous, right? Or did I want to believe they were not since the smiling couple was a bunch of bastard NPC? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I don't want to apologize outside of this... This will be useless, right? Ortho, you're always trying to help me but you were the one killed, right? I barely woke you up... did I? Or are you another type of fake as well? Who are you, "Ortho"? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't want to doubt you. I don't want to doubt Ortho. If he's the true Ortho, everything's alright. If he is my creation, everything's alright as well. Your skin is alive. Your voice is there. Haha... I should make a Frankenstein's ref here. I feel a bit better but I need to vent... I'll just play a bit.

Thanks [x], WyverneCastel was there and at least my day wasn't an absolute hell (lol). At first the game was total shit since there were a lot of servers crash on this new game, I honestly thought we would just leave and go back to TESO or something casual, since I've already rushed Dragon Nest's new events and the others, lol. We have been able to play but in the end the game was worthless, lmao. It wasn't original, had nothing to be "interesting". Maybe it was "fun" but I don't really care about it anymore... At least, WyverneCastel was funny. They even asked me if I was alright??? I thought they were joking or begging me to buy them something in another game, but it seemed not? I thought it would be good to test out if they were a true friend or not and huh... I was terrified at first. I thought the whole room was dragging itself into flames and that heat was going to consume me. Either I would burn out or burn the whole world down like I was probably expected to do. So... I've spoken to them, for once. They appeared to be really understanding, somehow. I thought I might get banned or blacklisted for saying out loud that I was gay but oh, I guess our gamers's mindset wasn't that shitty for once. He wasn't surprised that much, so I can't tell if he was really serious about anything but... He told me that of course if the one I loved rejected me because I love him instead of "her", then I should just forget about him because he would be just another bastard I shouldn't pine on... Sure enough, but if love was that easily curable, I wouldn't be on the verge of grieving, nah, crying with all my might just because I "have" a date with the one I love, even though it really doesn't make any sense. Of course I shouldn't be ashamed of being in love with him, and I'm not ashamed of being gay, fuck off. I barely told him that I was in love with a prince-type... Was it wrong? I mean, I have to stay honest or I'll just be the shy-neet everyone likes for no specific reason but pity... And if I can be different than them, it would be for the best as well... If they want to make fun of me for this, I will just hack them and teach them a little something, still lurking in my own den. Or in the worst case, I would have changed my pseudo... WyverneCastel did not mock me, and maybe never ... even fathomed mocking me. That's probably just a dumb thought but I feel like they are just curious and benevolent (I guess they're the depressed mysterious dude character)? Nonetheless, I don't want to be naive and crushed, but even more I don't want to get closer to the Flame Crown. I don't even want to write down their names. They don't deserve it, right? WyverneCastel, WyverneCastel, WyverneCastel. Let's scribble down more about them.

They... told me I would find my prince if I wanted that much to be with one, and yet feared that much being with them. I guess he would be the kind to speak of "trials", "fate" and "forgiveness". A hopeless optimist, an eternal philanthropist (and not the Izaya kind, huh). I should tell him someday that I'm happy to have him as a friend. He probably already knows about it... right? Maybe I'll just make myself a stupid lad by telling him this... But does he want me to tell him this, too? Perhaps he wishes for a single word as an "hope"? He knew of my school as a "miracle", too. He even asked me if my "beloved" was Epel Felmier... I mean, I could have, perhaps? He's way too cute for me, he almost looks like a child (not a girl since just thinking about it would bring a curse upon me lmao, no honestly, even if I don't like him, that would be disrespectful.), I can't. And we also talked about how frightening he was whenever he snapped... Definitely not for me, and he looks fake too... Like all of Pomefiore, except creepHunt, to be fair. They are just so superficial and shiny... It looks like they want to walk on water and leaped out of it to sit on sunny clouds. I would offer my flames to them if I could... I just told WyverneCastel my love was another student, and not a Pomefiore one. Of course, he could have heard of the school because of its reputation and Pomefiore because Vil is in it... But I'm pretty sure he is a student now, since he already told me he was a guy (wouldn't have assume his gender if he didn't tell me). Well! I assumed he was a student because of the ominous silence following my answer before he started rambling again. His Internet couldn't have crashed since I still could hear his mic buzzing, and so neither was the mic off. He simply, didn't make a sound. For a few seconds. And if he had been surprised about my choice not "being Epel", then he would have surprised before, and not lolling as he was, probably. I didn't tell him but he probably wants me to ask him about this someday too. I guess... I didn't have the time to question him since some scams invaded our serv and began behaving as if they were girls with their girly characters in-game... Of course they were asking for money for IRL meetings and all that stuff so I just hacked them... It took a few minutes, but I couldn't afford to lose hours with WyverneCastel trying to ignore them when they were making a ruckus and... using hyper sexualized women characters? Like wtf, are we still in the past, dudes? They're just hurting everyone by doing this, and the LGBTQIA+ community doesn't needs some dumbfucked lads who would just serve as scapegoats for people hating on trans people and women... So fucking tiresome. I just wanted to talk about my prince and bad-written NPCs barged in. In the end, he just told me everything would be alright as long as I was staying true to my self and that I wouldn't find any semi-perfect prince if I didn't... I guess he meant that it would be easier to find one if I was faking but that the prince would indeed be ideal if everything was a lie, but then the whole prince, castle and white horse would be stuck together around me, and there would be no way of separating them... And the other way around, probably. I should take a walk and sleep, now... Or try to sleep, at least.

[Started Recording at : 9:45 am : Fourth? Day]

The coliseum was blessed by hollowness. Void and vacuity, though fake vacuity in the end, facing the sweet void, twirled among the stairs yet engraved by humans centuries ago. The eerie, airy presents were not made to hold any perfume neither scent. Only one or two students jumped from seat to seat to leave but nothing behind them. All of the ancient chairs were on their own, now. And thus, the presence among them refrained from gamboling as well, and went back to another void. They were, after all, no exception.

-Hmm, it seems the coliseum is empty today. I guess sometimes pups do behave as good boys. Well, if they study in the meantime, that is.

The wind was cut at some point, even if it was authorized to come in this area. He should not be that greedy, probably. No storm, no tempest, no breeze was to interrupt an exam day in the coliseum. Sunshine could not disappear yet, but someday quiet shadows would run accross the dirt field. Stones bedecked by seals and symbols did not need all of this light.

-Pups! Come here. Let us make teams and start the exam right in time.

Each student throngs on the still ground.

-Hm, everyone is here. Good boys. Diamond Cater, Hunt Rook, please make a first team. Mhh... Well, Shroud Idia... What is it, Clover Trey?

-I don't mean to interrupt you at all, sir and I'm sorry if I do. I would like to know if it were possible to be with Shroud? His performances may end up bad if he was with someone he doesn't know, and he may also have panic attack and it would mess up everything.

-This is quite an harsh way of saying things, Clover Trey. I would like Shroud Idia to overcome his fears, but let us be benevolent for this test only. He barely shows up, after all. But next time will be a random pairing, remember this. And this will only works if Shroud Idia agrees with you, Clover Trey. What of it, Shroud Idia?

-I-i-i-i-I... huh... wh-why not... after all...

-Thanks, Crewel sir, thanks Shroud.

The seats were still empty, and were meant to stay away from a temporary crowd. The sun was already too much of a witness, in the end. How much would he suck away all of the water in the flames heir? Perhaps it would first attack his surroundings. He was not alone. There was even a possibility he would get away with a tiny drop in his hands. A drop shining by reflecting.

-Diamond Cater, Hunt Rook, get yourselves ready. Shroud Idia, Clover Trey, stand in front of them. We will start the exam. Let us see who can stand until the end.

The two semi-teams came forth. None of them were fully a team, indeed. Diamond and Hunt smiled to a certain percent, and Clover and Shroud stressing to another. Was it the higher the better, or the lower the better? Several words were muttered by Idia, and Trey barely reacted. Were Rook and Cater deserving of a victory, now?

-Lets us begin, puppies.

-Damoiseau orné de diamants, may you use your unique magic to ease our hunt?

-Suuure~ I planned on doing it from the moment we were facing Shroud anyway~ He fears crowd so let's have fun, Shrouuud~! I'll take a selfie with you if you lose eheh!

-Hey, Shroud you... Hey, why are you hiding behind my back?! Jeez... it was to be expected, I guess. Fine, let's go, Cater! I won't abandon Shroud the way you don't care about Hunt!

-"Split Card"! Let's go, myselves~ Let's pin cutie Trey to the ground and force him to give up!

-Oh, oh, so you think something as simple will work on me, Cater?! Your "selves" won't move anymore if I can strike them all in one single shot... "Doodle Suit"!

-HEHHHHHH?! DID YOU JUST REWRITE MYSELVES?!

-OH YES I DID!

-N-nevermind! It won't be enough to defeat me... as if my unique magic was the only thing that was... shining withing myself! Take thiiiiiiiiiiiis!

A fireball flew across the area, flickering of mad sparkles. Yet, it was alone, as blinding as it could be. No other fires hid themselves. The light went forward, running through the usual sea-like Cater toward the forever lake-like Trey. Cater's "selves" were still, and would not move as long as Trey was not overdoing himself. Basically, Cater "should" have aimed to reduce his focus and magic slots. If Trey could have defend himself twice, then he should have throw several fireballs, as long as they were more than two. Yet he did not. No matter how Trey was stretching his neck and all body as one, there was but one fireball coming his way.

-That won't do it, Cater! I will bring you down... and I will take care of Hunt!

-Heeh~ Could that mean you can't take both of us down? You're really tired, huuh~! I will make you fall asleep and you'll have some sweets dreams, Treyyyyyy~!

They both brung their hands on their foreheads and wiped some sweat, almost in the same fashion as well. There was a possibility they were both lying. Yet, if Cater has used his unique magic and was still forced to maintain it because of Trey's unique magic coercing them into a motionless army... The fireball burst into numerous drops and shone into multiple drips full of infinite colors, filled with Trey's own magic and shades.

-Don't even think your fire magic will be enough to defeat me.

-Then I'll use some tree one... Just kidding! I knew I wouldn't defeat you, but we already won, right, Rook~?

-Damoiseauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Rook Hunt had disappeared from Trey sight for a long time for obvious reasons, but so had Idia.

-I... don't see Le Roi des Ombres behind Le Chevalier des Roses! Quelle est cette diablerie!

-EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!

-Hehehehehehehheheheheheheheheehehehehe... NEVER UNDERESTIMATE ME AGAIN, FUCKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERS!

A single ray came behind a still Cater's copy, bouncing between all of the numerous fake selves toward the usual fake one and its superficial yet earnest one, drenching the losing liars with a superficial water worthy of them.

-Huh... we...

-Clover Trey and Shroud Idias team won. A brilliant strategy, I reckon.

-Wait, what do you mean by strategy??? Shroud and Trey had...

-Yeah, I had planned this since the very beginning ufufufufufufuu... From the very moment you thought I was simply muttering to myself, Trey was listening to me and ready to follow my strategy!

-Uwaaa~ Idia Shroud is actually so cooool~ Can I have a selfie with you to apologize~?

-No w-w-w-w-w-way! You hypocrite...

-That aside, I must apologize for judging you, Roi des Ombres. You really do show a beautiful intellect and scheming.

-T-That's okay... Just let me go away, please...

The wind finally thronged in the no-more private area. The void would likely move as well. Among all the droplets, their status was but one, and only one. They were the one hindering the sun fostering reflection. They were the one hiding music. The child of the void's hair waltzed dazzlingly under the bright sun overflowing. His fingers tried to force the hair down in the hood, but only some of his skin obeyed in the end. He coerced his feet protected from the atmosphere by boots to move on, and more especially, back. But the crown of flames rushed forward, gleaming in front of him again.

-How beautiful, Roi des Ombres! Why would you want to hide such brightness...

-Oh, Cater, Hunt, look out, Vil came to cheer you up!

-EHHHHH?

-Oh~?

The flames followed the kid which they were yet meant to fuse with someday. They had no choice once no more could play with them... No sand was brought to their eyes, though. All elements were not helping him, after all. He had disappeared. Only clouds were playing with the sunshine.

-Eeeh, Treyyy~ Vil wasn't there, are you sure your eyesight is good even with your glasses on~...

-I'm sorry! I thought I saw him... Oh, Shroud has left.

-Chevalier des Roses, you are but quite the bad comedian. On a side note, what a great strategy, oh my!

-Rook, what the...

-Le Roi des Ombres sure has thought a lot upon this fight, hasn't he? The fact he asked you transform Damoiseau's copies into motionless mirrors to make his own shot bounce in it... Splendide! It was really splendide!

-Haha, thanks, Hunt. He really thinks a lot... He just needs some time to open up to people. Let's be nice to him.

-You three! Move away, pups! The next team has to fight!

-O-oh, yes, sorry, Crewel sir.

[Ended Recording at : 10:30 am : Fourth? Day]

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland fanfiction #twst #twst fanfic #idia x silver

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parkshan820 · 5 years

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32 for the prompts please!!!

Of course! Thanks for the ask, hopefully you don't mind but I did more of a doctor/doctor au... but anyway I had a lot of fun writing this for you! :)

32. Doctor/Companion AU

It’s amazing how a human brain works.

How mysterious it was and the many, many ways it can help you be so alive. Hank knew instantly when he was a resident what field he wants to work in. He had worked so hard just to become the neuro surgeon he is today, he be damned if he lets someone destroy it on him now. He loves being a surgeon, trust him he really, really does he just hates working with the one ortho surgeon that always annoys him.

Alex Summers.

He’s a great surgeon, does miracles on fixing bones but even from the very start they just hated each other. He never knew why, or how it even started in the first place but the whole hospital knows that Doctor McCoy and Doctor Summers hated each other. Which is kind of funny because for some reason Alex keeps the whole hate thing happening at work compared to home. That’s right, they have been together for three years and no one even knows it.

Why you ask?

Because Alex thought it was fun to keep it going and somehow roped Hank into agreeing with him. It was fun, no doubt. But how was Hank supposed to get Alex to take the next step into the relationship when no one knows about them in the first place.

“Wait, so for this patient has a aneurism, and a broken arm in three places?” Raven asks in surprise. “Plus a shattered hand on the same broken arm.” Hank says taking a bite of his salad. “How did they even?” She asks and then shakes her head. “You know what nevermind, I’m glad to pick cardio. I’m good with hearts.” She says and Hank chuckles. He does have to agree with Raven though, she was one of the best head of cardio surgeons in the country. Had a natural talent from the very beginning of her residency that they didn’t let her go try the other fields. The previous Head of Cardio saw talent and he helped her become even better, even though they had a secret relationship going on three weeks later and he ended up breaking her heart by running away to marry another woman.

Hank would know, he was her best friend and she told him everything while crying and eating lots and lots of ice cream. “Oh shit, you know what that means?” She asks, her eyes going wide. “Uh what?” He asks, not quite understanding what she was asking for. “It means you’re working with Alex Summers. Man this is a disaster.” She says and Hank chuckles. Most times it was hard not to think of them as a couple at work. That he constantly trash talk about Alex even though he doesn’t mean any of it and it makes him feel super guilty saying such horrible stuff about his boyfriend.

“Oh I know.” He groans and sighs. “Ruins my whole day, you know I had such a great morning too. I mean, I got great sleep, my first surgery went great, my patients are great and now this.” He says. He really did have a great morning, Alex was really in a cuddling mood which he isn’t often and Hank loves to hold him and well, let’s say it quickly got heated.

Alex was right, morning sleepy wake up sex was great.

“I feel bad for you, you must be dreading it.” She says and Hank nearly snorts. It was the opposite in fact, he was excited to work with him. “Yeah well, just ignore him and the surgery won’t take long on my part.” He says and stands up. “Wish you luck.” She says, flashing a smile and Hank nods back at her walking away. He quickly throws his lunch away and walks to the patient room, hoping to explain the surgery to her.

However, that quickly gets thrown out the window when he walks in and Alex was finishing explaining it to her. “So, Doctor McCoy and I will work together and you will be healthy and new in no time.” He says grinning and Hank barely stopped himself from rolling his eyes at the woman’s giggle. Alex has a way of charming all the girls without even trying, not to mention his blond hair and blue eyes instantly makes them fall in love with him. “I take it Doctor Summers already explained everything to you?” He asks, grabbing her chart and quickly scanning it to make sure she doesn’t have any allergies to the tools they were going to use.

It was difficult last time because the last patient was allergic to latex without telling him and that patient nearly died if it wasn’t for Hank’s quick thinking.

“Yeah, uh are you sure this is going to work?” She asks nervously and the blond grins. “Don’t worry, Hank here is the best neuro surgeon. I trust him and he hasn’t lost a patient yet and he won’t start now. You’re in good hands Mrs. Dane.” He says and she blushes. “Okay, I’m ready.” She says and Alex gives her a thumbs up. They didn’t really notice that Sean was there staring at them with wide eyes. He was probably shocked that Alex gave him a compliment and he kicks Alex lightly in the ankle without anyone noticing. As they walk out Alex gave him a glare. “Tell anyone I said that bozo and I will kill you.” He growls and Hank rolls his eyes.

“Whatever.” He says and the blond huffs as he storms off. “Are you sure you two won’t fight during this surgery?” Sean asks and he shrugs. “If Summers stays professional.” He says. “Now, prep her for surgery. I will meet you in OR six.” He says and walks off.

He takes a little detour and slips into the on call room and locks the door. “Thanks for the heads up, just don’t kick me in the ankle next time will you?” Alex asks exasperated and Hank gives him a look. “How else was I supposed to get your attention?” He asks and the blond rolls his eyes. Hank sighs and pulls Alex closer, wrapping his arms around the man as Alex reaches up to give him a quick kiss. “How much longer you want to hold this whole façade up?” He asks and Alex shrugs. “It is getting a little boring huh?” He asks and Hank kisses his neck briefly before nuzzling his nose into the soft blond hair that he loves.

“Yes it is, let’s surprise them.” He says and Alex gives him a confused look. “How?” He asks and Hank grins fondly at him. “By being all sweet and loving to each other during the surgery. Everyone is going to watch in the gallery to see us fight.” He says and Alex giggles. “Now that is genius. Have I ever told you how much I love your ideas?” Alex asks.

“Not often but I’ll take it. I can’t wait to see their reaction.” He says and the blond kisses him again. Hank draws it out, not letting him pull away. “Wish we had more time.” The brunet grumbles as he presses more kisses along his throat, making Alex shudder. “Later, right now we have a surgery to do.” He says and grabs Hank’s hand. “Right.” He says and with a sigh, he slowly pulls away and unlocks the door.

“Come on, let’s go see their reactions. It’s going to be priceless.” He says and Alex grins as he quickly follows Hank out of the on call room.

Anyone else wants to request a number, go right on ahead!!

#amcsummersgoddess #halex #mcsummers #hankalex #alexhank #alex summers #hank mccoy #parkshan820 writes #thanks for the ask!#had fun writing this

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sohotthateveryonedied · 6 years

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Voltron Hospital AU

Okay so like a month ago I came up with a Voltron Surgeon AU and rambled to @damthosefandoms about it all night, but guess what I still want to talk about it so I’m just posting my headcanons here because why not 🤷🏻‍♀️

Some background:

Heavily inspired by Grey’s Anatomy because I love it (at least until around season ten; I don’t watch anything after Derek dies and Christina leaves because I’m bitter)

The paladins work at Altea Memorial Hospital

Keith, Lance, Hunk, and Pidge are residents, Shiro and Matt are attendings, Allura is the chief of surgery, and Coran is the best nurse in the known universe

The color of their scrubs changes depending on their specialty

(Putting under a read more because this is pretty long)

Shiro:

- Dr. Takashi Shirogane

- Head of Neuro surgery

- Black scrubs

- Lost his arm in a car accident with Keith during his residency that nearly ruined his medical career. His arm was so damaged from the collision that it needed to be amputated, but Matt made him a prototype prosthetic that wound up working

- Was out for two years while he was learning how to use the prosthetic, but he eventually became able to do surgery again

- Is continuously trying to come up with a way to surgically cure ptsd and trauma flashbacks for obvious reasons

- Crushing hard on Allura, the chief of surgery and his work wife

- That one surgeon everyone is in love with

- MCDREAMY

- “It’s a beautiful day to save lives” 😭 (listen if you don’t watch greys anatomy you prob won’t get the reference but it’s just,,, it’s what Derek always said before surgery)

- I can’t believe Shiro is actually Derek Shepherd who knew

- Was the paladins’ attending back when they were interns and trained them all until their residencies, so they’re really close

- Shiro had always wanted Keith to go into the neuro field like him, whereas Keith wants to follow his own path. This sometimes causes conflict between them

- Looks after the residents and comforts them whenever they lose a patient or have a bad day

- DOCTOR DAD

Keith:

- Dr. Keith Kogane

- Trauma surgeon (so he mainly works in the ER and takes on all the emergency stuff and the more gory surgeries like when someone gets an arm chopped off or is hit by a truck)

- Red scrubs

- Shiro’s adoptive younger brother

- He feels like he has to prove himself constantly because people assume he only got the job because he’s the neuro attending’s brother

- Pidge’s bff

- Worked on cars to pay his way through med school

- Originally got into trauma surgery because he was there in the accident when Shiro lost his arm. Keith was fine besides some cuts and scrapes and a broken bone or two, but Shiro’s injuries were far worse. The worst was his arm, which was super messed up by the impact. It took a while for the paramedics to get there, so it was up to Keith to try and save the arm at least until they arrived because he couldn’t be the reason Shiro loses his medical career, but he cracked under the pressure and in the end, even with all his work to stabilize his arm, they still couldn’t save it and that’s why Shiro lost the arm and Keith will always blame himself for that

- Kolivan is the trauma surgery attending and a major hard ass, and Keith is his protege

- Was at the top of their class all throughout med school and he’s a natural with a scalpel

- ✨ Ponytail ✨ can I get a hell yeah for Keith in a ponytail

- “Patience yields focus” is his mantra for basically everything

- Dropped out for half a year during their internships because of a patient’s death that hit him hard. He was performing his first solo surgery and everyone came to watch from the gallery because this was his big moment, this was his time to prove himself. It was supposed to be a simple appendectomy, but something went wrong during the operation. He ended up losing the patient despite working in a blind panic for almost twenty minutes doing CPR until Shiro finally managed to get him to stop and understand that the patient was gone, he had to let it go

- The whole event really rattled him, and after scrubbing out of the OR he straight up left the hospital and no one saw him back there for months

- He returned eventually due to Shiro’s coaxing, and in three months managed to make his way to the top yet again

- Loves his trusty scalpel (you know I had to fit a thing about the knife in there) and he has it with him every time he performs a surgery. He says it’s lucky and has never performed a surgery without it since that first one

- Shares an apartment with his bro Shiro, but rarely ever goes home because the hospital is his life. He spends most nights in the on-call rooms and is always up and ready to go whenever an emergency trauma comes in

- Actually wanted to be a paramedic for a while, but in the end chose trauma surgery because it’s more competitive and intense

-He is so bad at bedside manner and interacting with patients in general; he’s totally the Christina Yang of this au (also Alex Karev too because let’s be real HE IS)

He’s really quiet and with patients he’s always distant—he tells them what they need to know about the surgery and that’s it. He just sticks to the facts and doesn’t make it any more personal than it has to be

-He’s the guy who intimidates everyone without meaning to, so everyone’s kinda scared of him tbh.

But overall he’s a great doctor and works well under pressure, which is why he’s so great for the trauma field

Lance:

- Dr. Lance McClain

- Lance works primarily in plastics (plastic surgery, skin stuff, transition surgeries, facial injuries, burns, etc)

- Blue scrubs

- He first got into the field because years ago he got into an accident and came out of it with burn scars all over his back and shoulders that he prefers to keep hidden. He specializes in burn injuries because of that connection

- Hunk’s bff/roommate

- Keith’s rival all during med school and their internship

- He competes with Keith a lot over surgeries since Keith is trauma and Lance is plastics, so whenever a burn victim or similar case comes in they fight over literally everything

- Flirts with all the nurses shamelessly

- Super good when it comes to bedside manner and even better with kids

- Acts suave and cocky, but he really has a great heart and most of his confidence is an act to hide how insecure he is about his skills that he worries aren’t good enough even though he’s the best plastic surgeon in the state

- During their internship, he and Keith competed for who would get the reward of performing his first solo surgery. Keith won in the end, and Lance resented him for it for a long time

- Went into plastics because he likes getting to improve lives, being able to fix what other people can’t themselves. He takes pride in the fact that by doing what he loves, he gets to help people at the same time

- This is a lot of why he clashes with Keith so much. Keith gets too invested in the surgery itself so much that he often forgets about the patient altogether, whereas Lance sees the patient before anything. He makes all his cases personal and tries to get to know his patients as well as possible so he knows what he’s working for. It makes him feel better about it all if he knows that when he’s finished, he’ll have changed someone’s life and that makes him feel really good

- I can’t believe Lance is actually Mark Sloan in disguise who would have thought

Pidge:

- Dr. Katie (Pidge) Gunderson, which is her mom’s maiden name that she uses as her last name, that way there’s not two Dr. Holts because that would be confusing

- Cardio surgeon because she’s a badass

- Green scrubs

- She loves doing the more experimentational procedures with new equipment. Her favorite thing is coming up with new ways to advance the cardio field and make her own mark in the world of medical science

- (Has to use a step stool during surgery because she’s too short to reach the table rip)

- Her brother Matt works at the hospital as well, and they’re the ultimate surgery duo

- Keith’s bff

- That one doctor who knows everyone’s business and loves gossiping about other doctors with the patients

- Steadiest surgical hands this side of the Mississippi

- Once performed an emergency valve repair in the dark and they talked about her around the hospital for weeks it was awesome

- “Why do you like cardio so much?” “Because I have no heart and operating on other people’s is satisfying”

- So competitive when it comes to surgeries it’s not even funny. She’ll steal a surgery from right under you and you won’t even realize she did it until you walk into the OR later and find her already halfway finished with the surgery

- Wears Heelies to work so she can skate into the OR like a cool person

- She works fifteen hour shifts at a time and no one ever sees her go home or use an on-call room?? Does she sleep?? Is she a vampire?? Was she ever alive in the first place?? No one knows

Matt:

- Dr. Matthew Holt

- Matt is the ortho attending, so he specializes in bones

- Gray scrubs (he doesn’t really have a color, but he wore a lot of gray-ish stuff in Voltron so I’m working with what I have here)

- Bffs with Shiro and is the dude who strolls into the OR with a bag of chips while Shiro is in the middle of brain surgery to talk about Game of Thrones

- Was the one who saved Shiro’s arm and got him the prosthetic after his accident. He was working in a medical trial for a new high-tech bionic arm, and he submitted Shiro’s name to be a candidate and he got picked

- The one who eats everyone else’s lunches in the break room

- (jackson avery jACKSON AVERY JACKSON AVERY)

- The one who fills plastic gloves with helium and gives them to kids as balloons

- Draws anime characters on people’s charts to make them laugh

- “Hey why’d you go into ortho, Matt?” “I like shattering people’s bones and this is the only legal way to do it”

- Plays the Actual Cannibal Shia LaBeuf song on a loop during his surgeries because he claims it helps him focus

- *sings* ”STAB IT IN HIS KIDNEYYYY” *accidentally does it* “sHIT”

- But really though, despite being a walking meme, Matt is the best orthopedic surgeon in the whole hospital he’s awesome

Hunk:

- Dr. Hunk Garrett

- Peds surgeon (So mainly he works on kids)(He started out med school wanting to go into anesthesiology, but he found he has a gift for pediatric surgery and switched and has been proud of that choice ever since)

- Yellow scrubs

- During medical school he was super squeamish and could barely start an IV without puking, but he eventually overcame that and became a fantastic doctor

- Actual ball of fluff and amazingness

- Most definitely has a teddy bear pin on the pocket of his lab coat why is this even a question

- The best pediatric surgeon in the whole hospital and is recommended all over for his fantastic bedside manner and ability to put any patient at ease

- He’s great with kids and super good at comforting the parents as well

- Spends a lot of time in the NICU looking at all the cute babies and drags everyone else in there when they’re sad

- Lance’s bff/roommate

- Dating Shay, who’s the super sweet neonatal surgeon

- Always carries around stickers in his pockets and gives them to sick kids to cheer them up. Also to adults who look like they could use a scratch and sniff dancing strawberry sticker because honestly who doesn’t

- He gave one to Keith once after the guy lost three patients in one day and it actually made him smile a little. It was Hunk’s proudest moment

Coran:

- Coran Coran the Gorgeous Man is the toughest damn nurse in this whole hospital

- Orange scrubs

- He’s also Allura’s dad for all intents and purposes after her own father died

- Also a war vet who worked as an army trauma surgeon years ago, but when he came back he became a nurse because it was a more rewarding field and he wanted to be closer to Allura. It was right after her father’s death, so Coran wanted to be able to help her more since now she has inherited an entire hospital to run all by herself

- Knows everyone’s business because he’s the nurse whom everyone confides in, so he knows all

- “That’s why his mustache is so fabulous. It’s full of secrets”

- Knows all the long-term patients by name and stops by their rooms every once in a while for exciting talks about his long treks across the desert with nothing on his back but a bottle of water and a cabbage

- The head nurse and basically a mom to everyone in the hospital

- Allura’s right hand man

- His mustache is fabled to cure cancer just by looking at it

- Doesn’t have time to remember all the resident’s names, so he has them ranked by height

- “You know, Keith, you’re lucky Pidge didn’t take that offer to transfer to Hopkins” “Uh, why?” “Because then you would have been the shortest” “hOW DARE—“

-The backbone of that whole hospital and he knows it

Allura:

- Dr. Allura Altea (listen she doesn’t have a last name so I’m working with what I have)

- Chief of surgery

- Pink scrubs that nobody else in the hospital has because she’s fabulous and she knows it

- Actual goddess

- Tough af and doesn’t take anybody’s crap. Don’t mess with Allura, she’ll make you do push ups in the middle of the ER if you even try it

- Has feelings for Shiro, but because she’s his boss, she tries to keep her feelings under control and stay professional so as not to cause any problems. For real though, they are absolutely work husband and wife

- Her father Alfor owned the hospital until his death during what was supposed to be a routine heart surgery. His death was really hard on Allura and Coran, the latter of whom is now like a dad to Allura

- Allura now owns the hospital as well as runs the surgical field, so she’s super busy. But it’s all good because she’s the best at running everything smoothly and she’s just so great okay

- (Is it just me or is Allura just Miranda Bailey but even more radiant)(the answer is yes, yes she is)

- Has four pet mice that used to be lab mice, but she got attached and now keeps them in a cage in her office

#voltron legendary defender #vld #voltron #Keith Kogane #takashi shirogane #Shiro #lance mcclain #pidge holt #matt holt #hunk garrett #coran coran the gorgeous man #princess allura

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Title: Through the fire Author: lilyme (aka. redslilstories aka me ;)) Summary: She had never thought she would ever have to live through that feeling of despair and helplessness again. Until last night had happened. Characters: Callie, Arizona Rating: PG Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story, nor do I own any rights to the television show "Grey's Anatomy". They were created by Shonda Rhimes and belong to her and the ABC network. No copyright infringement intended!

A/N: Not my best. And I know it's a vain hope that something like this will happen in tonight's episode, but, hey. Happy new season! Oh, and all mistakes are mine.

How fitting it was for this day to end in a rainstorm, she pondered as she drove home in the nasty weather.

What a crazy night.

And what a stupid morning.

Who would have thought that after all the catastrophes in this damn hospital, a rapist on the loose, an explosion and subsequent severe fire would put them through the wringer once more.

And who would have thought that after everything was over... her budding romance would be over too.

Her lover fired.

Fired.

How ironic a word at this point.

She had tried to talk to Eliza this morning. But the woman had barely responded to her questions about why she had lost her job.

The brunette was packed and gone from the hospital by noon, only mere hours after giving notice to Arizona that the relationship they might have been headed for would end here as well.

Cutting all ties to Grey Sloan Memorial.

Simple as that.

The weird thing about this was... Arizona wasn't even sad.

Yes, she would miss her. After all, they had shared some very intimate moments. And not just in her bedroom.

But if she was being honest with herself... whenever she awoke in the morning and felt someone lying next to her, she still subconsciously expected to... hoped to see... her.

After all this time.

Over all the distance.

She was the one she really missed.

Was it crazy to feel like this after everything they've been through?

After everything that had happened?

Maybe.

But maybe it just showed that this thing between them was nothing ordinary.

That it was a once in a lifetime love that would stick with you forever.

That would never leave you entirely.

Sometimes she wondered if they could still have a chance one day. Other times she felt pathetic for even thinking like this.

Callie had a new life in New York with Sofia. And seemed happy, despite not everything going as desired, as Arizona knew. But she was muddling through and looking ahead. With no apparent desire to return to her old home in Seattle in the future. Or to her, for all she was concerned.

And while the persistent longing for the brunette and, needless to say, for their daughter was there every day... today she could see the good in this situation. Knowing that Callie and Sofia were safe and nowhere even near the newest Seattle chaos gave her peace.

She pulled into the driveway and parked her car, not bothering to search for an umbrella as she excited the vehicle. She had no plans on going out tonight. Just take a bath and warm up with a book and a glass of wine.

Or beer.

Tonight might as well be a beer night.

But as she neared her porch, she felt that her plans might take a different turn.

Was her mind playing tricks on her or why was a soaking wet brunette sitting on the front steps of her house?

It was not the one that had walked out on her just a few hours before.

It was the one that should be safe and sound in New York.

She wondered why she hadn't seen her upon puling into her driveway. But of course she hadn't expected to find anyone there.

She neared the woman, who had her eyes covered with her hands, obviously in distress. She cautiously called out, as not to scare her. “Callie?”

The woman looked up. Her eyes bloodshed. Her face a mix of surprise and shock.

And Arizona's heart plummeted at the sight.

She had no idea why Callie was here, but from the look of it alone, it had to be bad.

Had something happened? With Carlos? Oh, God, with Sofia?! Her baby girl was not with Callie!

Before Arizona had the chance to voice her fears, she felt herself engulfed in a tight hug. Tight to the point of hurting.

“Oh,” she heard Callie weep against her neck as the moisture from the brunette's drenched clothes transferred onto her and mixed with the downpour of the merciless sky. For Arizona, it felt like ages caught between pure bliss at the so longed for contact and alarm because she didn't know what was going on.

The blonde disentangled herself from the upset woman with all gentleness despite her own panicked state. “Hey, hey, shh,” she soothed her hand over a quivering back. “Tell me what's wrong,” she inquired. “What's happened? Where is Sofia?!”

Her voice came off shrill and harsh, visibly startling Callie out of her own lingering stupor. Her question was not unwarranted, as the brown-haired woman knew as well.

Callie and Penny were broken up. Had been for a couple of months now, as Callie had reluctantly admitted to her a mere three weeks ago. And she knew the brunette wouldn't leave their daughter alone in New York.

The ortho surgeon was quick to quench those fears. “She's in New York with my dad. He happened to be there and...”

She looked into Arizona's questioning eyes, in the face of the woman that seemed so luckily unharmed.

And it came blurting out. “I saw it on the news. That there was an explosion and a fire at the hospital. And that there had been a casualty. Unidentified,” she explained as Arizona's eyes widened in realization. “I tried... I tried reaching your phone to check if you were okay. But it always went straight to voice mail,” she teared up.

Arizona held the shaking woman with one hand and reached into her pocket with the other to retrieve her phone. And saw immediately that the battery was dead. She hadn't noticed until now.

“I couldn't reach Bailey either. And so... I took the first plane I could. I needed to know if you're okay,” she nodded, only remembering in a haze how she had run from one airline counter to the next at JFK in order to get on a plane to Seattle as soon as possible. “And when I arrived at the hospital, the firefighters wouldn't let me in. I couldn't get in. And I didn't know where you were and if you were alive. I was so scared”.

Scared that she wouldn't ever get to see Arizona again.

That she would be gone forever.

She remembered this feeling too well. Had lived through this panic before. Two days of not knowing where the blonde was. If she was safe. If she was dead. She had never thought she would ever have to live through that feeling of despair and helplessness again.

Until last night had happened.

And that had been her wake-up call.

Arizona lifted her hand to brush the tears off Callie's face where they had long mingled with the falling raindrops. She was astounded that all this commotion had been about her.

But of course she could see the reason for the brunette's anxiety. They had a child together that they both loved dearly and were raising together, even with thousands of miles apart. And even thinking about a scenario in which their girl lost yet another parent at her young age... it made her stomach churn.

So Callie's concern for Sofia's other mother was more than understandable.

But that was all it was, Arizona wagered. There couldn't possible be more.

Her ex-wife was not as hopeless a fool as she was.

“I'm okay,” she smiled faintly, and the other woman visibly calmed at her reassurance. “It's all good”.

Callie heaved in relieve as she let the words sink in. Her eyes had already tried to convey the unharmed state of the blonde to her, but the verbal affirmation was what really counted for her in this moment.

“I'm so glad,” she returned. “And I'm... I'm so, so sorry. For what I've done to you in the last year. The custody battle and running off to New York,” her lip quivered, her mouth barely managing to bring forth what she wanted to say.

For almost a day Callie had feared she would not be able to say all this anymore. That it would be too late. Seeing now that there had been no reason to worry suddenly confronted her with a new type of fear.

A fear of rejection. Of incomprehension.

But she had been given this new chance. And no matter what would come after her confession, there was no stepping back now.

And so she took Arizona's hand in hers in support and went on. “I … I love you”. Watched Arizona's endless blue eyes widen. In realization? In horror? But she wouldn't be deterred. She needed to do this. “And I don't know if you feel the same or not. But I've realized that I can't live without you”.

God knows she had tried.

Penny winning the grand and getting an offer to work in New York had not been the only reason for her to leave as well. In retrospect, it had just been a welcome excuse. To get away from the woman she would never really be over.

In the end it hadn't worked. And she now knew that it hadn't been supposed to work. Her life... her love was not in New York.

“I'm planning on moving us back to Seattle,” she continued as Arizona's face still remained unreadable. “So, even if you don't feel the same about me, you will be able to spend all the time in the world with Sofia. She misses you so much,” she smiled sadly. “And maybe we could be friends. Or colleagues again, at least,” Callie concluded with the least desirable option.

She was not dumb. She knew that they had a lot of work to do before they could consider entering a relationship again. If Arizona even wanted to.

But if there was a tiny chance, she would patiently wait for the right time.

“Callie...,” was all Arizona could utter, most of the brunette's explanation not even registering with her. She was stuck on the fact that Callie... still loved her? That her feelings for the other woman were still returned?

She had hoped for it, but now seeing that there was a chance, it did scare her a little. No. Not a little. A lot.

She knew what was at stake, should they fail once more. Not just for the two of them, but also for Sofia. It could all end in a debacle yet again. More fighting. More pain. Even another divorce, if they would dare to take a step towards marriage again.

But she also knew how eternally happy they could be together. As the family they were meant to be. The years with Callie and later on with her and Sofia had undoubtedly been the best time of her life. Despite the ups and down.

And with that thought in mind, there was no way she could reject Callie.

She looked at the woman and saw she was shaking. From the coldness of her soggy clothes. And in unbearable fear of her reply.

She lifted her hand, combed the wet hair from Callie's face and finally returned, “Let's get inside and change into something warm and dry. And then... we can talk, alright?” she smiled encouragingly and was happy to see it returned with hopeful eyes.

END

#callie torres #arizona robbins #fanfiction #fanfic #Calzona #calzona always #calzona forever #calzonastories #calzona all ways

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