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spicyclover · 9 months

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Fireflies

Summary: After having a horrible beginning of the year, you slowly recover from your trauma and his. You soon realize that Lance will always be by your side.

Hope you’ll enjoy this part. Let me know in the comments section!

I’m open to requests.

Thank you, and Enjoy! :)

Lots of love, xxx Spicy Clover

WARNING: Mention of miscarriage, blood and injury. BE AWARE

Some characters are invented. I don’t know exactly the name of every team member of each driver. Please be respectful, and you can correct me in the comments. I’ll make the adjustment if I get something wrong.

Dialogues from: Cha Cha Real Smooth

When Lance had his bike accident. She miscarried and didn’t tell him because She didn’t want him to worry about her. Weeks passed, and he slowly recovered from his injuries. Now that this dark time has passed, she feels it’s time to tell him.

She is working in the hotel room when she gets the call from Lance’s coach. He quickly informed her of the situation, and she jumped into the first taxi to the hospital where he had just been admitted. He didn’t directly describe the damage the accident caused, but she felt in his voice that it was severe. The stress has escalated, and she imagines the worst possible scenarios.

She rushed to the emergency room, quickly spotting Lance’s team in the corner of the waiting room.

“What happened?” She asks quickly. His coach once she gets close to them.

“I... I don't. I don't know. Everything happened so fast.”

“How bad is it?” She questions nervously.

“Very...”

They’ve been waiting for hours, and no one wants to give them any information until his father arrives. She tried to get information, but apparently, being his girlfriend is not close enough to him to be able to receive any information. The nurses are reluctant to tell her anything; she only knows he’s with the doctors to save his hands and feet.

She returns and sits with Lance’s coach, Rob, for the fifth time. She let a giant sigh escape and crossed her arms with discontent. She has had a stomach ache since early morning, and she’s getting increasingly irritable with the hours that pass.

She’s trying to camouflage her discomfort, but she’s starting to feel cramps twisting her in half. She apologizes to the team and heads to the nearest washroom. She feels blood running down her thighs. "Oh no." She hurries and opens the first cabin available.

She lifts her dress, which is now stained with blood and looks. Tears invade her when she sits on the toilet bowl, waiting for her to finish bleeding out. "Why it’s happening to us."

A few weeks ago, she noticed that she hadn’t had her period for several weeks, but she didn’t tell Lance because she didn’t want to worry him about anything. So she said nothing and lived in denial over the holidays and Lance’s vacation. They went to the mountains, and that’s when she realized the changes that began to happen. They went back to Canada and finally decided to consult.

So the doctor told her a week before Lance’s accident that she was 13 weeks pregnant.

“Congratulation Miss Strulovitch. Thirteen weeks pregnant. We can schedule your first ultrasound for the end of the weekend.”

“I...”

“I know this is quite a shock, especially since you didn’t know about it. You can take your time to think about it and talk to your partner.

“Umm...”

“You can call our office anytime.”

She left the office not knowing what to do or think. She didn’t want to talk to Lance immediately until she thought about it and knew what to think. They went to Spain on the weekend and had her ultrasound picture in her bag, waiting for the right moment to tell Lance.

“When... Is there a date of conception? She asked them on the phone some hours later to the doctor.

“Well, if my calculation is correct, it will probably be around the end of November.”

“End of November, she whispers back.

She remembered right away the night it happened. She had been sick for a few days and forgot to take her pill, but she didn't think much about it when she was in Abu Dhabi with Lance. Lance and she have been together for quite a long time and have done it multiple times without protection. So she didn’t think much about it, and it was Lance.

She cries, trying to find a solution. A way for her to go back to the hotel and change. But she’s bleeding out, and bleeding out her baby. She can’t believe it. She didn’t even have time to tell him. She didn’t have time. Why didn’t she have time?

She finally calmed down a bit to be able to text Rob, Lance’s coach.

“Hi, women’s bathroom. Hum, I’m looking for someone. Is anybody in here? Is anybody’s name Y/n in here? Start with a Y?” Asks Bob entering the bathroom.

“Bob,” She whimpers in pain.

“Yeah. Y/n.”

“Is Lance okay? Have you seen him?”

“Yes. Yeah, he’s, and he’s keeping it up. Are you okay?”

“Um, I’m kind of stuck in here.”

“What do you mean?” Do you need toilet paper?”

“I’m. I just. I got some blood on my dress, and it’s not. I’m fine. It’s not a cut. Um...”

“Oh, word, okay.”

“Um, but I need. Can you get me some paper towels?”

“Yes”

“Like ten?”

“Yeah”

“And can you wet some?”

“Uh?”

“Will you wet some of them?”

“Yes!” He approaches the door. “Okay. Can you reach that?”

“Fuck”

“What?”

“I can’t reach that. I just got more blood on my drip on my dress.”

“I can go a little further.”

“I can’t. I. Just throw them.”

“I can, but I feel like it’s gonna fall on the floor, and it’s gonna be, like, not sanitary for you.”

“Go under, then, go.”

The door opens. He gives you the toilet paper.

“Close the door.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah...”

“Do you want me to see if someone has a tampon or something?”

“No, I’m good.”

“Lance, I need you to help me get to my car. Because I don’t want people to think I’ve killed somebody in the bathroom.”

“Yeah, it does look like that. Do you, um, that’s a period. Do you want my... Do you want to wear my coat? I have a coat.”

“I don’t think your coat will cover my ass.”

“I feel like it is. I’m pretty tall.”

“I don’t want people to see me wearing some guy’s jacket.”

“Okay, I think I have an idea.”

She spends several minutes in there while Rob goes looking for his coat. She whimpers in pain, trying to breathe through the contraction. Tears flow down her cheeks, and she feels something leave her body.

She went back to the hotel room. Looking like a maniac trying to keep her mind busy. She’s shaking but tries to cover it. She mumbles to herself. She nervously eats her nails, and she passes multiple times at the same place. Her mind wanders away. She needs a shower. She needs a shower right now.

It is only when the shower starts running that her minds finally silence itself. Taking a part of hers in the drains. She watches the blood flowing away. The warm water makes her feel a bit better, but she can’t help to cry again. She stays under the water for ages. Letting the water flow her emotions away. She needs to be strong. She needs to let go of the pain. She needs to be strong for him. “He didn’t have to know. He didn’t have to know.” She mumbles again to herself.

She wears sweatpants with an oversized hoodie and returns to the hospital. Her hair is still wet, and she didn’t even bother to put makeup on. The surgery is over, and she can finally see Lance again. Seeing him, in his hospital bed, with his casts on moves her. She keeps your tear to herself and goes to kiss him. Acting as normal as possible. Even though inside of her, she just went to let her pain out. Let it out to the world and be normal again.

The week passed, and his recovery went rapidly, and the possibility of him getting back in the car was more and more present now. She gets nightmares every night, and each worsens, keeping her awake. Sometimes, she sees Lance getting hurt in the car, in the street. Sometimes it’s her being persecuted by Lance, her family, and his family for how an awful mother she is, for losing this child. So, she lays awake in bed every night, waiting till the morning comes.

It’s the first of the year. Overwhelmed and tired. She enters the paddock with him. Her glasses are up to her nose, and her head is down.

It’s FP1, and she’s decided to stay in Lance’s driver's room to try and get some rest. She rested her head on her fist as her tired eye slowly started to close. Her lips slightly parted, and she drifted away. Forgetting all the sound and the agitation around her.

A dream begins to appear in her mind. Images and sounds start to occur more for her as she finds herself on track, in the middle of it. Her eyes wander around her. All the lights on the track are on, but no spectators, no sounds, and no vibration.

Then the sound of a Formula One car begins to reach her far away, like a storm. The atmosphere becomes heavy and humid. She is unable to move or step forward. Just her eyes move from left to right. She feels her heart palpitating, her breathing pressing, and her body hair bristling.

She feels that her body is reacting violently to what is happening. As if a great danger is going to happen and she can do nothing to stop it. She’s watching her own misery.

Then, in the distance, she sees the car heading straight toward her. The ground begins to vibrate under the pressure of the coming storm. The wind blows violently, and her breath is cut off.

She blinks, ready to scream with all her lungs, when suddenly she feels a hand on her shoulder, gently shaking her.

Her eyelids suddenly open, and she desperately seeks her breath. She crosses the worried look of Lance, who still holds her shoulder.

He’s still in his suit. Light sweat on his forehead. His fireproof clothes are soaked with sweat, and his suit is tied around his waist.

“Are you okay?” He questions, visibly concerned.

“What time is it?” She asks, still confused by her dream.

“Haft past seven, I think.” She looks at him confused but sits up. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, just tired...” She mumbles, rubbing her eyes.

Lance didn’t believe a word she said. He knows this lack of sleep has been going on for a while now, even though he didn’t say anything initially, thinking that all this stress comes from his accident. He wanted to prove to her that everything was going well for him by going up to the Grand Prix and into that car, but he sees that it is no longer that that bothers her, but something else.

“Your eyes are red. Did you get enough sleep last night?” She sighs. She doesn’t want him to be distracted. Not right now, not now. She wants to tell him so badly. All this sadness and pain she feels, but she has to wait.

“I had a bad dream.” She says, looking up at him. “I’ve been having the same dream over and over for the last few weeks, and it’s keeping me awake, and I can’t sleep.”

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner? You should have woken me.” His voice calmed the storm inside her mind, making her focus on what was really important.

“I wanted to, but every time I turned around in the bed, you’re here with your cast and blaster, and you finally look peaceful, relaxed, and rested. I just couldn’t do it.”

Lance let it go, but that night. He lay awake next to her. He waited until she closed her eyes to finally closes his. The next day flies by, and the excellent result comes in. She didn’t sleep much, but at least Lance took her in his arms all night, making her feel safe again.

It’s already Sunday, and the race went amazingly. Lance got P6 despite the pain and everything. She’s full of joy and sadness at the same time. Watching him being happy again makes her heart full, but at the same time, she can’t stop thinking. Thinking about what could have been. What will it be? She can’t hold it back and start crying when they return to his driver’s room.

“Hey. Hey, baby. What’s going on?” He asks, taking her into his arm. “It’s all right, I’m all right.”

“No...”

“What is it?

“I’m sorry.”

“Why are you crying? Has something happened?”

“I lost it.”

“What?”

“I lost our baby.”

“What are you talking about.” Lance wanders, worried. “Breathe, baby.”

“I’ve lost our baby.” She whispers, finally calming down. She breathes before continuing. “I found out I was pregnant a week before your accident, and I wanted to be sure before telling you anything, but...”

“But I crash my bike.”

“I don’t know why, but I did a miscarriage when you were admitted to the hospital.”

“You went through this alone?” He asks, surprised it’s been this long.

“I didn’t want to put more on your plate, I...” She started to cry again, not wanting him to be mad at her. Lance feels bad and pulls her close to him.

“It’s okay. I’m not mad; I just wish you had told me sooner. I want to be there for you as you are for me.” he says, kissing your temple. “That’s why you are not okay for the past weeks?” She nods, her head resting on his chest. “We should see the doctor to see if everything is okay.”

She nods again to his suggestion and stays like this for several minutes. Listening to his heartbeat. They never discuss the possibility of having a baby, but Lance never shows he is against the idea of having children. He wants kids, but he never thoughts it would be this young, this soon.

He does not know how to feel after this revelation and must admit that he is disturbed by what could have been. A small them. A mix between her and him. He sighs and squeezes her harder.

“Will try again,” he spoke softy. “And this time, we will be ready.”

“Thank you,” she whispers, looking him in the eyes.

They went out for dinner that night. Just the two of them, alone. In their little comfort bubble, away from socials, friends or family. It’s only a few days after the Grand Prix that Lance took the time to make a post on his social. Looking back on his journey through recovery. On international women’s Day, he dedicated a beautiful message to her. Posting their first couple picture together on his Instagram.

In the garden, she looks peacefully away. The doctor says they will have no problem being pregnant again. He even proposed to put her to be on the pill. She thoughts about it and turned to Lance before saying she won't need it. Lets the faith decide what comes.

Later in the evening, she’s looking at the field of the lantern lighting up the sky. There is a special event in north London, and she begs Lance to go. Their wish lantern goes away with the ultrasound of their unborn baby on it. Saying a last proper goodbye. They watch it together, flying out. Flying away to heaven. Her head was on his shoulder.

“I'm glad you're feeling better.” He whispered in her ear. She smiles, delighted to have found peace and acceptance. To accept the loss. To accept the misfortune. To accept destiny.

When they went back to Monaco weeks later. She had never been more in love with him.

She's in his arms. On a boat. Looking at the sunset while listening to his multiple stories. She loves hearing him talking. She kisses his cheeks while he looks around the mountains and the ocean around them. His arms are around her body, keeping her close to his chest. Feeling her light skin warm by the sun. He finally settles in, contemplating her. She smiles. A real smile. Fill with love and admiration. He pulls her hair out, telling her how much he loves her. Scooping her face in his hand and giving her a kiss. Pulling her into a warm hug.

“My little fireflies.”

#lance stroll #lance stroll x reader #lance stroll fluff #lance stroll x you #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 #f1 fluff

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simplyreveries · 4 months

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hi!!! may i request trey and vil with a plus-sized reader?? strictly platonic for vil tho if you dont mind ^^

trey in a request makes me happy hhehe

trey clover

when trey is affectionate with you it's usually always some discreet way, he's by no means... suave and natural because he really is an awkward guy sometimes, when it comes to showing love. when he isn't thinking about it, he subconsciously puts his hand somewhere on you, a lot. when he's talking to you, he'll sweetly rub your arm and hand on your back, when he’s more comfortable with you he likes to place his hand on your knee when you’re sitting next to each other.

trey loves you okay; you make him so genuinely happy. he writes a lot to his parents and calls them, just you know to catch up since he's been away and all but when you bring you up telling them he's found someone, that whole phone call turned literally into you and all about you. needless to say, his parents are excited for you to be introduced once there's the next break at nrc

he's naturally a comforting person to be around and confide with, with whatever it maybe you're dealing with... friendships, schoolwork, insecurities, or maybe it's not really anything it's just a bad day.

he also loves it when youre affectionate with him. he gets drained at times you know, as vice dorm leader and all plus keeping things under control with riddles temper. he gets stiff and tense easily and adores your touch, he eases into your hands and simply melts letting out a deep breath. he even leans his head tiredly to your chest.. but also laying his head in your lap while you pull his glasses off and play with his hair. super comforting plus he loves your thighs.

vil schoenheit

the benefits of being close to vil is that you're getting access to like, top notch best brands of anything. he easily can tell you what he believes would suit you and compliment your body type the best while fitting your own personal taste as well. you'll find your closet space in ramshackle slowly becoming more and more filled by the week with what he gives or space on your nightstand with all the skincare and makeup products.

but not only that but he is a good person to help people grow more confidence and self-assurance. he believes that is key after all. he'll come over and fix something on your uniform like the ribbon for a second or smooth it out and gently looking at you telling to stand up and hold your head a little higher, as you can carry yourself gracefully.

with being so close to vil you've also most likely got rook that has taken a major liking and interest of you. vils friends are his too, expect to see him often. praising and complimenting you as he would anyone else..!!

before ramshackle got fixed. ever since he heard of the awful conditions of living there at times but also not being to take part in much needed self-care?? like wym you don't have hot water?? literally come by pomefiore and you'll be treated nicely and catch a break.

#these turned into some random fluff hcs ithink #i just get happy writing trey<3 #disney twst #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst headcanons #twst wonderland #twst imagines #twisted wonderland #trey x reader #trey clover x reader #vil #vil schoenheit

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avatarmerida · 7 months

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This is inspired by a tweet I say awhile ago that I can’t find anymore (but when I do I will link it here) with the idea of Darius brining in Willow as Hunter’s personal trainer. It’s just goofy and cute I think.

“Based on the less than satisfactory results of your last mission, I’ve made the executive decision to get you a personal trainer,” said Darius with a smirk as he walked the young boy out to the training area. Hunter was less than thrilled about the idea and made no effort to hide it.

“Seriously?” He scoffed, crossing his arms. “I’m hardly the coven head who needs a personal trainer! When’s the last time Terra did laps? I’m positive that any trainer you could find would just slow me down.”

“I think I’d meet the trainer before speaking so harshly, little prince,” said Darius. “You may find that they do in fact have a few things to teach you.”

“I highly doubt that,” he continued, rolling his eyes. “Honestly, this whole idea is a waste of time and a load of-.”

“Hi Hunter!” Came a bubbly, bright, and familiar voice. Hunter’s blood froze as his cheeks reddened, thinking her an illusion at first.

“C-Captain!” He croaked, both delighted and mortified. Had he known it was her he would’ve been on time and he would’ve made more of an effort with his appearance. “H-hey! Hi! How are you?”

She giggled. “I’m great,” she said with a smile, using a vine to slide closer to him. “You ready for some training?”

“Yeah! Totally! Haha.” He responded nervously. “I’d do anything with you! For you! Uh, I mean, yes I am ready for training.”

“Smooth,” said Darius and Hunter shot him a glare over his shoulder. Willow didn’t seem to notice.

“So uh, I didn’t know that you were uh… coming today,” started Hunter, not knowing how to say what he meant. “I mean, I-I’m happy to see you! Again! I just uh…”

“Sorry I didn’t tell you,” said Willow with a smile. “It was kind of last minute and Darius wanted it to be a surprise.”

“Oh he did, did he?” Hunter said between clenched teeth. He wondered what kind of ‘surprise’ Darius intended it to be. It would explain why he kept asking about her with a knowing smirk lately.

“Have fun, you two,” Darius said with a wave as he disappeared around the corner. “You can thank me later, little prince.”

“Okay! Haha! Byeeee!” said Hunter forcefully before turning back to Willow, hoping she could tell he was genuinely delighted to see her, despite the ambush of it all. She was wearing a yellow tank top with striped green shorts, and Hunter wondered if she had come prepared or if she had been interrupted by Darius’ request. Surely she was being compensated for her time, there was no way she’d be willing to give up a whole afternoon to help him. He had told her about the castle’s training facility and the equipment, maybe she just wanted to see it for herself. For some reason he couldn’t allow himself to believe she’d come all this way because she liked the idea of spending time with him.

“Where’s Flapjack?” she asked, interrupting his mental spiral. He didn’t realize he had been staring.

“Oh, uh…” Hunter quickly looked around before stepping closer to her to whisper. “I’m uh technically not supposed to have a palisman so he’s taking a nap in my room.”

“Oh, gotcha,” she whispered back. Clover flew onto her shoulder and buzzed something into her ear. “Yeah, good idea,” she said to the little bee. “You go find him and you two can play, so long as you stay out of sight, got it?�� Clover gave a little nod before flying away.

“Looks like it’s just you and me,” said Willow softly and Hunter knew his face envied the grass beneath their feet. It was odd seeing Willow here, she seemed so out of place yet she brought a warmth the castle needed that made him wish she’d stay forever.

“Yeah,” he said, unable to stop his smile. “Looks like it is.”

“Okay, so how do you normally warm up?” she asked as she stretched her arms.

“Oh, I’m always warmed up,” he said quickly. “You never know when an attack might come so I make sure I’m always, ya know, ready to go.”

“I figured as much,” she giggled. “Well then, do you mind helping me catch up?”

He smiled. “Lead the way, captain.”

“All right then,” grinned Willow, grabbing her ankle to stretch out her legs. “Let’s see if you can keep up, golden boy.”

She took off and Hunter knew that realistically they should be doing more of a jog, something to keep a steady pace and regulate their heart rate but Willow ran free as though challenging him to catch her. He didn’t know why he thought of catching her not beating her but he started running nevertheless. Willow turned around, delighted to see him running after her as the two soon ran side by side. Usually Hunter didn’t find running enjoyable, but Willow had a habit of changing his perspective fairly easily.

He was so focused on the endorphins, he didn’t notice Willow slyly glance at him from the corner of her eye. She was grateful he didn’t see, so he wouldn’t suspect it was because she thought the way he scrunched his face as he ran was terribly cute.

After a few laps around the area, the two were ready for Willow’s lesson plan.

“Alright, so what did you wanna work on first?” Willow asked brightly, looking around the outdoor gym and the wide array of tools at their disposal. There were weights, weapons, obstacle courses; only the best for the Isles’ best. It was like being in a candy store.

“Oh, uh ya know whatever you wanna do,” Hunter responded, attempting to be nonchalant. “I-I’m totally chill, totally like not even like… ya know just whatever you think I’m sure uh…”

“Well, Darius mentioned you were having trouble with one on one stuff,” offered Willow, cutting off his rambing despite finding it endearing.

“Well I normally use my teleporting, so I-,” before Hunter could finish, Willow took the staff from him.

“But what if you couldn’t?” Willow said mischievously.

Hunter smirked and went to take his staff back but Willow whisked it out of reach at the last second. “Okay,” he said, her mischievousness spreading as she twirled his property behind her back. “Worried I’m too quick for you captain?”

“Mhmm, not exactly,” she chuckled. “But my dads were telling me about drills they used to do for flyer derby. See, using magic is great but sometimes when you’re in triple overtime you start feeling drained and your magic can get sloppy or weak.”

“Yeah, but mine is artificial so I don’t have to worry about that,” he countered.

“You do when you’re unarmed,” she said, swiftly bringing the staff out from behind her back and sweeping him off his feet with it. He didn’t land on the hard ground, as she had a large soft flower ready to catch him.

“Fair enough,” he said from the comfort of his personal flower. “But is playing keep away really part of your curriculum?”

“I know it seems a little silly,” she said as she walked around him. “But that’s what flyer derby is, the winner isn’t always the one who delivers the hardest blow, it’s usually the one with the most endurance.”

“Hmm, yeah I get it,” he said. Hunter had become accustomed to dodging blows and only striking when necessary, and a part of him lit up at the thought of getting to impress Willow by executing her vision perfectly. “Sounds like a good plan Captain, but then shouldn’t I have something to defend too? I mean, if my objective is to retrieve my staff and your only objective is to keep it from me, in a battle you’d simply need to find a way to escape to win. Doesn’t seem like a believable scenario for you to fight me without cause of your own.”

“Hmm, okay far enough,” she said, seeing his point. “I don’t know if I have anything with me to try and- oh! What about my glasses?”

“Your glasses?” said Hunter, as he finally stood up. “But you need them to see.”

“And they get knocked off all the time in practice,” she said. “I cast a protection spell on them before each practice so I'm not worried about them breaking but when they fall off they slow me down and other teams try to do it on purpose if the match is close enough. It would be a good challenge to try and heighten my other senses.”

“You want me to take your glasses?”

“They won’t break,” she assured him as she removed them, shaking her head as she did. The motion made Hunter’s heart flip a little bit, the way she subconsciously flipped her hair. He liked her glasses, he viewed them as frames like her eyes were watercolors on display. But without them he could see her eyes even clearer and even better she wasn’t able to see him stare.

“Here,” she said, squinting as she handed them to him. “You can put them on the front of your shirt, it’ll be just like in derby practice.”

He held up her glasses to see how they altered the scenery. “Oh wow, you really can’t see anything, huh?”

“Oh stop,” Willow teased back. “As if you can see any better in that mask of yours.”

“Excuse you, I can see just fine,”

“Suuure you can,” scoffed Willow, walking over to the bench to pick it up. She observed it for a moment, somewhat taken back by how it wasn’t as shiny up close. She didn’t think too much about the dents and scratches she could tell he had attempted to buff out as she placed it on her face, trying to line up her eyes. “Oh wow, you really can’t see anything in this.”

“What? Yes I can,” laughed Hunter at her dramatics. “You just can’t see anything because you took off your glasses.”

“Even so, the eye thing is so small,” she continued as she continued to turn to try and make out her surroundings. “Plus it’s so echoey, how can you hear anything in this? Is that why you do the voice?”

“‘The voice?’ What voice?”

“Ya know, your serious voice,” she said as though it was totally obvious. “When you’re all ‘here’s how things are gonna work, I’m the Golden Guard, bow down to me har har har.’”

“‘Har har har?’” Hunter repeated, unimpressed as he crossed his arms. “When have I ever said that?”

“Well, I dunno you don’t do the voice to me,” admitted Willow. “It’s mostly an impression of Luz’s impression of you.”

He couldn’t say he was totally clueless to what she meant, the mask gave him the opportunity to be taken seriously. But he liked that Willow knew a different side of him, that she could see through his act. Had anybody else done an impression of him, it would be to try and make him feel small or less than but when she did it, it was funny. Because he knew that she knew he was so much more, that the mask truly was just something on the surface.

He couldn’t help but smile as she went on to create her own character with his mask, inventing her own version of the voice and her own crime fighting backstory. She was silly, and he wasn’t used to having silliness in his life. She was genuine and kind and strong and pretty and… Titan, when he started thinking about all the things she was, it was like he couldn’t stop. He had never had someone in his life like her and he was convinced it was because there was no one out there quite like Willow Park. But he didn’t think too much into his overthinking, he assumed everyone felt this way about her.

Right now he was trying not to focus on the fact that her lips were touching where his normally did and how it didn’t seem to bother her. He knew he’d think about it every time he wore the mask from now on.

“Anyway,” Willow wrapped up her impromptu performance, realizing she had gotten carried away. “We should probably get started, huh?”

Hunter didn’t realize he had been staring and had to shake himself out of his daze to answer her. “Oh, yeah! Sure, o-of course.”

“Okay then,” Willow smiled, handing him his mask back. “Derby rules: first one to get their item back wins.”

“Alright,” agreed Hunter, making sure her glasses were secure hanging from his shirt. “So since you have my staff, I’m guessing no magic then?”

“Weeell, I mean I still have my magic,” Willow teased and even without her glasses she could tell Hunter was lovingly rolling his eyes. “Fine, no magic. Just good old fashioned hand to hand combat, for now at least.” She gave him a wink.

“Fine,” said Hunter as he watched Willow tighten her braids. The idea of competition brought out a certain light in her eyes and it made Hunter excited. He knew Willow liked his competitive side, but usually they were on a team together. Competing against her was different.

“I mean, if you need to use magic I-I don’t mind,” he said quickly.

“I’m okay,” she assured him. “Besides, I don’t wanna do too much damage to your field here.”

“Yeah, yeah totally,” said Hunter, clearing his throat. “I just don’t want to uh…”

“Oh,” said Willow, seeing the hesitation in his eyes. “Hunter, it’s okay if you beat me ya know.”

“You… won’t be mad?”

She shook her head. “Of course not,” she smiled sincerely. “Knowing your strengths will help me help you. And you not holding back will help me get better too.”

“It’s just that… when I spar with the other scouts they always get upset when I win and then they don’t wanna… uh.”

“Ohhh,” she said, really understanding. “Hunter, if we spar and I win will you stop being my friend?”

“No!” He responded immediately. He remembered the utter euphoria he felt when Willow had referred to him as her friend when they were messaging one night. He had been asking about her day, simultaneously vicariously living through her and wishing he could be there in person when she mentioned her dads asked about him and wanted to have him over for dinner as they did with all her friends.

He waited for her to unsend or correct the message but she didn’t. She meant it. He was her friend and she wasn’t afraid to let everyone know. He was beyond honored to be considered her friend, and he would do absolutely anything to make sure he did not lose that title.

“Of course not,” he said with conviction and Willow nodded.

“Exactly, so if you win I’m not gonna stop liking you or anything I’m just gonna try harder next time,” she said as though it was truly so easy. “I mean, if you win. I don’t plan on going easy on you.” She spun his staff around herself as though to emphasize her point and the light in her eyes was contagious as Hunter felt motivated again. He donned his mask and took his usual fighting stance, waiting for her to deliver the first blow as he prepared his strategy in his head.

Hunter was quick but Willow was tricky. Both their strategies revolved around defending and similarity made it difficult to properly start as neither of them wanted to strike the other. But once they prioritized the task at hand (retrieving their items) they became more comfortable with the idea.

Willow made the first move, using Hunter’s staff to launch herself towards him to try and snatch her glasses from him. But Hunter quickly countered and leapt over her, getting his hands on his staff but not succeeding in removing it from Willow’s grasp. She used the momentum to send him flying toward the ground, but he was able to rise to his feet no problem. Hunter knew he had the upper hand, he knew the area better and he had a bigger target to claim. But Willow was true to her word about not making it easy for him. She didn’t play dirty as many of the scouts did and Hunter was giddy at the idea of truly getting to test his skills.

Willow couldn’t help but think of it like dancing. The way their steps complimented each other, the way they’d get just close enough to hear the other person breathing. Every so often she’d get bold enough to tease him.

“Tsk tsk tsk, you really thought I’d fall for that?” she asked when he tried to fake her out and his ears would get red and he’d come back at her with more determination. She had nearly forgotten she was trying to get close to him to retrieve her glasses, she was more focused on getting close to him so she could see his reaction. She reached for them once and he grabbed her wrist to stop her, but he quickly retracted it. Willow wanted to point out that he should;ve sed that opportunity to disarm her but she decided against and tried to think of something cheeky to say the next time it happened.

She was excited to be able to have someone who took this as seriously as she did but still managed to have fun. Amity was serious but was still so worried about hurting her and Luz and Gus were fun to train with but sometimes were too silly and couldn’t keep up with her when she got in the zone. Hunter was the perfect opponent.

Hunter observed the way Willow moved and while he found her to be a remarkable force, he felt he had discovered his way to victory. As agile as she was, she favored her right side. If he wanted to catch her off guard, he would need to approach her from the left and grab the staff while she turned to her less dominant side. He sprang into action but Willow anticipated this and as he went to turn, she stuck out her foot accidentally causing Hunter to lose his balance. He managed to grab his staff but Wilow did not let go and so they both ended up hurtling to the ground. Willow had shifted the staff behind her head and landed atop it with it resting behind her neck. Hunter in turn landed atop Willow, his hands catching him, placed on either side of her head as his nose was mere inches from hers.

Their breathing lined up as she stared up at him, close enough where he was in focus. His face red and his eyes wide as he waited for her to say something. She knew his mind was shouting a thousand apologies, that he was deciding what to be embarrassed about first, but he didn't need to be. She carefully removed her hands from the staff and reached up to grab her glasses as they dangled above her.

“Not bad,” she said smugly. “For a first session, that is.”

“Ha, uh thanks,” he said, praying that the sweat he knew was collecting on his brow wouldn't fall onto her. But he was paralyzed. He was hypnotized. He was utterly captivated by how picturesque she looked, her frizzy braids sprawled out on the ground like a halo. She made no attempt to move either, likewise captivated by the way the sunlight above him outlined his frame. He truly was golden and she thought about telling him so but she was hoping he would have something more to say first.

He wanted to but just as he went to open his mouth, his attention was diverted by a new voice.

“Yeah, Golden Guard!”

“Smooth move pipsqueak!”

“Looks like the private lessons are going well!”

Hunter’s eyes shot up in horror as he saw a collection of scouts had gathered on the balcony above and had been watching him and Willow spar. It was then that he realized how… compromising their current position looked.

“Uhhhh let me get you a water,” Hunter offered as he leapt away from her like she was on fire.

“Okay, thanks,” said Willow with a smile as she sat up. “But hurry back! We’ve got a lot to get through.”

“Haha, totally,’ he said, giving her finger guns in a panic response as he speed walked up to the balcony.

“Having fun, little prince?” asked Darius, sipping a cup of tea as the scouts offered a series of whistles and comments as he walked past them, his face hopelessly flushed.

“What are they doing?” Hunter whispered in a panic. “I thought this was supposed to be a private instruction.”

“Oh, is that so?” Darius said with a smirk.

“You were the one who arranged this,” Hunter hissed, his eyes darting down to Willow who thankfully seemed unaware of their audience.

“Fine, fine, “ he said. “Come now scouts, let’s give the Golden Guard some privacy.”

“Ohhh, you wanna be alone with your plant girlfriend?” teased a scout as the scouts tried to suppress their giggles.

“Yes, thank you,” said Hunter, not missing a beat.

“Okay, okay, just to be clear, you and your plant girlfriend want to be alone,” asked another.

“Yes, that’s an order!” said Hunter, feeling his authority was being honored. But just as he went to leave, the scouts burst into laughter. This was nothing terribly new, they often found ways to undermine him. But he failed to see what was so funny about-

Then he saw Darius was also suppressing his laughter and suddenly the words caught up to him. Hunter’s face turned a deep shade of crimson and he felt like steam was coming out of his ears. “Oh… shut up!” he demanded as the room erupted into another round of prepared remarks.

From the ground, Willow could just barely make out the faint sounds of laughter. As she strained to hear any specifics, Clover flew down to meet her buzzing with news from Flapjack having not gotten to see her best friend in awhile. She nuzzled her owner who was eager to hear about her day. Willow quickly looked for something to do, trying to look busy like she wasn’t overthinking what was taking him so long. Not because she was nervous, but because she didn’t get to spend much time with him as it was. She wanted to try and squeeze in some time to talk to him in person instead of texting.

As Hunter marched back with water for Willow, he could feel the scouts still watching him. He didn’t call up to them because knew making a scene would only embarrass him in front of Willow, or worse make her feel uneasy. He just hoped they’d keep quiet.

When he came back to Willow, she was balancing a free weight on the tip of her finger. “Hey Hunter,” she beamed, her eyes darting between him and the weight. “Check it out!” she carefully lifted her hand and threw the weight into the air, it flipped and then she caught once more with apparent ease.

“Impressive,” he said as he handed her the water bottle and offered her a smile, which quickly dissolved when he heard the collective sounds of over dramatic kissy noises coming at them from the balcony. He groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose, there was no way Willow didn’t hear them this time.

“Ugh, I’m sorry, please ignore them,” Hunter pleaded. Willow couldn’t care less about what the scouts thought, she only cared about what Hunter felt. The notion that they were bullying him sent a sharp chill up her chest, and she had to take a deep breath to steady herself before responding.

“Okay,” she said, her eyes momentarily darting to them anyway trying to get a quick read on their intentions. “But is everything alright? Did they say something to you?”

“No,no… well yes,” he admitted, unable to convincingly lie when her eyes caught his. “But it’s nothing bad, just teasing.”

“Hunter, it’s not nothing if it’s bothering you,” she assured him. “I can say something if-.”

“No, no it’s stupid,” he cut her off, starting to feel nervous and twisted. “I mean, it’s not stupid it’s about you.”

“Me?”

“Yeah,” he sighed. “But it’s nothing bad about you, because you’re amazing. It’s just… I’ve never had a friend over to the castle before.”

“Oh,” she said, hoping he’d elaborate.

“Yeah and so I guess they thought… and it’s my fault because I didn’t even think about it, that you were my… more than a friend.”

“Oooh,” Willow fully understood now. “I see.”

“And it’s totally my fault because of how I described you so I-.”

“How did you describe me?” she asked almost breathlessly.

“I uh, well after the whole… kidnapping thing, they would talk about you sometimes,” he began. “And they asked if you were my plant girlfriend and I said yes.”

“Okay,”

“And I know there’s so much more to you than just plants,” Hunter went on. “But you are on the plant track and so it seemed like a suitable identifier at the time but it wasn’t until just now that I realized that the words ‘girl’ and ‘friend’ were not separate so they weren’t saying that you were a plant girl who was my friend but rather you liked plants and you were my… uh…”

“Don’t even worry about it,” said Willow sweetly. “I get it; my dads like to tease me too.”

“They do?”

“Yeah,” she chuckled. “Whenever I bring someone cute over to the house they can’t help themselves. But it doesn’t last very long.”

Someone cute, someone cute, his mind rang out. His mind quickly bounced back when he realized she was the someone cute in this situation. Because she was very cute. Had he always thought that? Pssh, everyone thought that. Willow was objectively cute, it was a fact. It made sense the guards found the notion silly that someone so cute would associate with him.

“I mean, if you ever came to my house it’d be the same thing,” she continued and before Hunter could offer a response, his heart stopped. The way it did when she had pinned him down. Her fathers would consider him cute enough to tease? More importantly, she considered him cute at all? Even hypothetically?

“Yeah, Darius keeps telling them it’s not like that,” said Hunter. “He said I wouldn’t even know what to do with a girl like you and the scouts said I have no game anyway, but I didn’t bother debating with them since training is serious and not about games.”

“Oooh,” said Willow once more, as the narrative shifted again. They weren’t teasing him like assuming parents, they were teasing him like obnoxious siblings. Her mind pulled up all the times Ed and Em had evoked the same response in Amity. She knew the best way to combat this was confidence, and to make them eat their words. She was positive they couldn’t hear them, as they seemed to not be whispering and Willow could not hear them from where they stood, so she made sure to have her actions speak for her. She reached out and touched Hunter’s arm.

“I bet they tease you all the time, huh?” She smiled. “I mean, you’re the Golden Guard. I'm sure plenty of teenagers have crushes on you.”

“Uh, not really?” Said Hunter, unable to focus for a moment when he registered her touch. He was grateful to have learned the definition of a crush so he didn’t embarrass himself in front of Willow the way he had when he misunderstood the word when Darius used it. “I mean, I wear my mask most of the time. I don’t know how you can have a crush on someone you can’t see.”

“Hmm, yeah I guess seeing does help with that,” she said softly and Hunter knew he’d be thinking about the way she said that sentence all week. It was like she knew something and she let a clue dwell just under the surface of the words. He had never heard the assumption that his position would make him attractive to his peers (respected and feared, yes but not admired). He wondered why Willow would assume it. He dared to hope she’d relate.

“C’mere,” she said, moving closer to him.

“W-what are you doing?” He nervously chuckled as she pretended to dust something off his shoulder.

“Let’s give them something to talk about,” she said with an innocent shrug. “Something I’ve learned is that when you’re in on the joke, it’s not as funny anymore.”

“O-okay?”

“Trust me,” Willow said with a wink. “This is the kind of teasing I know how to stop. Now, I’m gonna laugh really loud like you just said something funny and then I’m gonna lightly shove your shoulder and when I do I want you to take my hand, alright?”

“Yeah, yeah I can do that,” he said, thankful his back was to the scouts and they couldn’t see him sweat. Even worse though, Willow could see. But she somehow didn’t seem to mind, keeping her cool as she kept smiling at him like it came naturally to her.

She threw her head back and let out a light, airy laugh. Hunter knew it wasn’t genuine, but it would fool most anyone else. She flipped her braid before shoving his shoulder as she said she would, lingering there a moment to remind him to take her hand. He somehow knew what to do with it, bringing it down to their sides as he had seen teen couples do when he went into town.

“Okay good,” she whispered. “Now lean against the wall and I’ll pretend you said something cool.”

“Like what?”

“I dunno, just say anything and I’ll pretend you told me something cool.”

“What about how the venomous fly trap can live in below freezing temperatures if it’s watered with as little as two ounces of boiling rain once a year?”

“Oh yeah, that is pretty cool,” she said. Hunter could tell she genuinely meant it and he smiled, having memorized that fact solely because he thought it would interest her. His smile inspired hers to linger and they stood in comfortable, smiling silence for a few moments.

Out of the corner of her eye, Willow saw one scout nudge another, as though impressed and Willow knew her plan was working. She was doing this to help improve Hunter’s cred and for no other reason, right?

Okay, maybe it was a little fun.

Maybe it was a little easy.

Too easy.

She rose onto her tiptoes, placing her hand delicately on Hunter’s chest to steady herself as she went to whisper in his ear.

“Okay, now walk me to the gate and when I leave don’t look up at them,” she instructed. “Take out your scroll or something, act totally casual.”

“Okay,” he said, a chill running down his spine as her breath hit the side of his face. “But why?”

“We want the scouts to think it’s no big deal,” she explained, as they began to walk hand in hand. “Because you totally have game.”

“I’m sorry, I still don’t understand,” he said as she lead him to the gate. “What kind of game is it exactly?”

Willow chuckled and tucked her hair behind her ear, having reached the exit. She didn’t have to try hard to make it look like she was dreading having to leave. “Hmmm I think we’ll make it part of next week’s lesson,” she said, biting her lip as he continued to offer her a look of confusion.

“Well, alright then,” said Hunter. “Looking forward to it, Captain.”

He waved to her until she was completely out of sight, watching as she soon flew away on Clover.

“Sir! Here’s that water you asked for!” came a voice from behind Hunter. He turned and saw Steve running out with a large, overflowing jug.

“Oh, uh thanks Steve but we’re okay,” said Hunter, feeling like he was leaving a fence taking his eyes off where Willow had last stood. “But I gave her one of Darius’ fancy waters.”

“Oh, okay,” said Steve, dropping the jug without a second thought. “Did you two have fun?”

“Yeah,” said Hunter, smiling in spite of himself. “I did. I hope she did too.”

“Oh totally sir, I watched the whole thing,” assured Steve with a thumbs up. “She was definitely feeling the vibe, she was seriously flirting with you.”

“Huh? Oh, that,” Hunter sighed. “No, between you and me she was just pretending so they’d stop teasing me up there.”

“Really? It was pretty convincing,” marveled Steve.

“Really?” Said Hunter, trying to hide his excitement. “You uh, really think she’d laugh like that at something I said for real?”

He had never dreamed he’d be considered amusing but he had to admit her adored the sound of Willow’s laughter.

“Uh, well I don’t remember her laughing at anything,” said Steve, thinking. “But I left to go get water when you said you needed a water. I was mostly talking about how she smiled when she saw you walk in, I didn’t know you guys planned all that in advance.”

“We, uh w-we didn’t,” said Hunter, clearing his throat.

“Oh,” said Steve, not totally understanding. “Well then, you guys are pretty in sync with your improv.”

#huntlow #huntlow fanfiction #toh #toh fanfic #the owl house #Willow park #Hunter toh #winter toh

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merakiui · 1 year

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Now I just want to about your thoughts of Trey cuckolding Riddle's s/o

Trey understands better than anyone that Riddle is not the easiest to deal with. He extends his sympathies to you once you're in a relationship with Riddle. It can be stressful with all of the rules and expectations Riddle holds over your head, obsessively sculpting you to fit his criteria for perfection. And while Trey does occasionally lessen the blow (soothing and reminding Riddle to keep a level head before he levels yours for very minor, insignificant infractions), he'd rather not parent him over every little thing. Riddle's responsible; he can take care of his own relationships. But when he can't...

That's why Trey is here to give you relief. It starts small; he asks if you'd like to help him in the kitchen preparing Unbirthday treats. Baking will surely help you relax after being tugged along on an invisible leash, suffering Riddle's tyranny all in the name of love. Trey bakes at the most convenient times. It's always when Riddle's occupied with his studies or out of the dorm on account of Housewarden duties, but isn't that just a clever confectionary calculation orchestrated by a certain Mr. Clover? :)

Trey can tell himself he isn't trying to be intentional when he intervenes like this (a sugared lie), but can you really blame him? This isn't a competition (Riddle is clearly the winner because he has you), and he knows better than to compare himself and Riddle. But what is it you see in his high-strung friend that keeps you coming back for more? Surely you're aware that Trey is bigger, has more stamina, is physically stronger... Well, those qualities may be superficial if you aren't someone searching for appearances. Beyond that, he's sweet, attentive, and patient. He is, in all aspects, husband material. If you were with Trey, he would work through disagreements in a civil manner with a sweet smile and plenty of pastries to praise you after he's finished gaslighting you into submission. Riddle will only collar you, yell at you, grow frustrated with you... And if you're really thinking long-term, Trey's family is so perfect. They're as sweet as the strawberry tarts they bake. And what will Riddle offer? A wickedly bitter prison warden for a mother.

Trey bakes in close proximity with you. He has an apron prepared for you, tailored to your exact measurements, and he always chooses to tie the bow in the back himself rather than simply using magic to do the work for him. He spends a long time behind you, his hands almost ghosting over your hips, while he stalls with easy conversation. He's drawing away before you can come to the realization that he's too close for comfort. When baking, he brushes past you, teases you, acts like the two of you are a couple bantering over recipes (which is just your usual friendship, but in the kitchen even friends can be thrown into the oven and emerge as lovers). He knows what he's doing when he rolls his sleeves up, when he kneads dough, when he licks his finger and swipes flour from your cheek with a playful smirk, when he holds the spoon for you to lick, his eyes drawn to the way your tongue darts out to gather thick frosting.

Trey builds sexual tension much like how he prepares layers in a cake. Each step is meticulous, every fondant flower and sparkling sprinkle adorning the smooth surface of the cake with immense precision. It takes time and effort; it's a waiting game that he'll gladly play. He knows how to be patient. Unlike Riddle, he can adore imperfections. After all, it's cute when you make a mistake in the kitchen and you turn hopefully to him for guidance. He loves baking with you. He'd love even more to fuck you for the amount of time it takes for the cake in the oven to bake. Alas, he can settle for cornering you in the kitchen, allowing your embarrassment to rise before he merely flashes you that bashful, boyish grin and reaches up to grab a bowl from the shelf.

In the kitchen, you and Trey appear to be more than just friends when he crafts tension so expertly. Beyond the kitchen, you return to being Riddle's lover and the delicious dream he confines himself in promptly shatters. But this is okay. There will always be an Unbirthday party, which calls for sweets, and Trey is the resident baker in need of his cute sous-chef.

He'll comfort you when he has you pinned to the counter after the two of you have exchanged more than a few heated kisses, assuring you that Riddle doesn't have to know about this. It will be a sugar secret between the both of you. You look so desperate, so torn between him and Riddle. Trey's fingers curl under your chin to guide your eyes to his. He smiles at you and tells you, rather simply, that he can kiss you much deeper than Riddle ever can, all while his hand rests upon your belly, estimating a measure of just how many inches of him you'll take.

Riddle is a good textbook boyfriend. Trey can be better, and unlike Riddle he always strays from the page.

#twisted chit chat #yandere twst #n/sfw #tw: cucking #i love trey because i can use baking metaphors when i write for him and he's also very attractive #his forearms... orz orz #i need him so carnally orz #heartslabyul soap opera but it's trey cucking riddle during every baking session he has with you #while cater records and photographs it all to use for very fun blackmail~~#you think trey and riddle hold all of the cards? think again because it's cay cay who's ready to slay slay everyone's relationships >:)

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xenya1111 · 2 years

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Dorm Leaders and the other students reactions to Yuu being a girl

So this idea has been going around a bit here on Tumblr, and needless to say I ended up liking this idea a lot lmao.

So the scenario is Yuu pulls a Mulan when she first got to NRC and she disguises herself to blend in with everyone since it’s an only boys school, but something eventually happens and Yuu’s disguise gets ripped off or it falls off by accident.

Warnings: None, female reader, some foul language used, a lot of the guys develop crushes on you, other than that there’s nothing to worry about :) Also this is my first ever post so I hope you enjoy!

Heartsylabyul:

Riddle Rosehearts:

He’s just in utter shock lmao

He just goes, “What? You’re a girl?? But how are you even allowed here??? Isn’t this an only boys school?”

Cue him trying to go find Crowley 💀

After he finds out that Crowley does not give a single fuck he’s like 🙂 okay 🤷🏼‍♀️

He doesn’t really see a problem if Crowley doesn’t see a problem

May or may not develop a small crush on you, its a very small one but he enjoys your presence.

He’s definitely more respectful towards you afterwards since he knows it must be hard being the only female student among a bunch of boys, not to mention he knows you’ve been through a lot.

He tries not to treat you downright special but he finds himself inviting you to the unbirthday parties and always makes sure you enjoy yourself

Always tells himself he definitely doesn’t have a crush on you, but he doesn’t get why he gets so fidgety around you 👀

Trey Clover:

Oh, so you’re a girl?

Interesting…

Trey probably gives you more sweets if it’s that JOYOUS time of the month 💀

Overall he just likes giving you a lot of sweets, like way more than before cause he knows most girls like sweet stuff

If you don’t like sweet stuff that much then he’ll always make you something else that you enjoy

He’s definitely a simp but he’s very subtle and respectful about it; he never likes to push it too far and he just really finds you interesting

He does however invite you over to bake with him since he likes being around you

He’s definitely like a big brother, ask him anything! If you need help with something, just ask!

Will help you out with a certain idiot duo if you need it

Cater Diamond:

Nothing really changes with him to be completely honest

You’re his friend whether your a boy or a girl, it doesn’t matter

Or that’s what he’d like to say but he eventually develops a crush on you, it’s small but it’s there

He finds himself taking you out to cafes once in a while

Cater often takes pictures with you and posts them on Magicam, girls in his comment section always ask if you’re his girlfriend or not

He never replies 💀

Overall, Cater stays the same with you, he’s more of a sweetheart now that he knows you’re a girl

Deuce Spade:

Cue his face turning bright red 💀

This poor boy lmfao

He’s never known any other girls/ women other than his own mother

May or may not develop a crush on you

Scratch that he definitely does 💀

He creates a #protectYuu squad

Deuce will definitely fight anyone who tries getting close to you in any way *cough* Ace *cough*.

Ace Trappola:

Good luck with this bitch 💀

He definitely becomes more clingy and annoying

He’s a huge ass simp after he finds out and he has no shame whatsoever

Will flirt with you any chance he gets and is pretty smooth until he keeps going and eventually embarrasses himself 😭

But he does respect you though, he knows you’ve been through hell and back just being here, and he joins the #protectYuu squad. You are his friend and he appreciates you, he does like you but he’s also really stubborn in a way, he’d rather die than admit it 💀

Tease 101, will not stop his teasing. You’re gonna need help cause this lil fucker will not let you live it down and he will continue to bug you. I pray for your sanity.

Savanaclaw:

Leona Kingscholar:

He had a feeling you were a girl from the moment y’all first met since your scent was different from the others in the student body.

Once he figures it out he definitely regrets the shit he did to you cause he was a dick to you many many times

He tries making up for it by being nicer in his own way- if you pay attention closely he’s really only nice to a select few, and one of those people is you.

He’s definitely way more respectful towards you from now on since it’s canon that this man drinks his respect women juice by the gallon

He does end up becoming a simp 😭, thing is, Leona doesn’t just outright admit it, he’s a huge tease & the man refuses to believe he has feelings for you at first so good luck with that ^^

He wants to make you fall for him slowly even though this man already has a school girl crush on you

One way this fucker does that is by making you blush in any way possible, y’all truly don’t know what you’re in for I am not kidding 😗

Casually brushes up against you or fixes your hair to make you turn red 💀, maybe whacks you with his tail to be an ass or to get your attention. Or he’ll wrap it around your wrist/waist to comfort you. Sometimes he’ll help you out with anything he sees you struggling with, luckily you have him cause this man is very intelligent to say the least.

Flirts with you all the time now since he knows it flusters you. No but seriously he’s really smooth with his flirting like it’ll leave you in shock from how smooth this mf is-

Thing is, Leona never takes it too far, he does keep it respectful since he doesn’t want to offend you or upset you, and if he does something wrong let him know, he’ll make sure to own up to it.

Once in a while he’ll probably drag you to the botanical garden and nap with you there if he feels like you’re overexerting yourself, heck if you don’t want to he’ll drag you kicking and screaming if he has to

Once you guys are there tho you’ll discover he literally only lets you and only you touch his ears and tail

Please touch his ears and tail this man absolutely loves it but would rather die than admit it

He does put in an effort for you and only you, it might not be noticeable to you but Ruggie & other guys from Savanaclaw have noticed Leona acting strange 😀.

If you two ever get really close he’ll more than likely develop feelings for you since you’re the only one who he’d actually put in an effort for. But this man is stubborn as hell so 🙂 he’ll go from liking you to wondering how the hell he fell for someone like you- seriously good luck. He is one, stubborn man, but underneath all that he’s hella worth it.

Leona does protect you in secret because he sees you like a sheep in a wolves den, he’ll have Ruggie & Jack check up on you once in awhile & sometimes he has them bring you over to watch some spelldrive practice.

He ends up hating Crowley even more when he found out Crowley basically threw you in an only boys school with no protection whatsoever: mans respect for him was already low as is but it went even lower 😗

Ruggie Bucchi:

He also more than likely suspected you were a girl cause your scent differed from the rest of the student body

He probably distances himself at first because he’s terrified of women cause of where he’s from, since male hyenas get treated like shit from the women over there

He also regrets his behavior towards you since he also holds women in high regard

Expect an apology from him sooner or later

Eventually when he sees that Leona literally only puts in an effort with you, Ruggie definitely plays wingman and has you come over to Savanaclaw to make him study 💀

Is definitely relieved he found a loophole, he’s glad that you can make that lazy ass lion actually put in the effort to do anything 😭

He tries to be nicer to you from now on since you’re a girl, if you also ever need help he’s more than willing to aid you, for a price of course

Jack Howl:

This boy is literally such a tsundere, he becomes an even bigger one once he finds out you’re a girl

Develops a crush on you but he respects you a lot since he also really respects women

He does also respect you because he knows it must be pretty hard being the only girl at an only boys school, top it off you’re magicless and you’ve had to deal with overblot incidents left and right

He definitely joins the #protectYuu squad

He definitely becomes more flustered around you lmaoo please don’t tease him cause it’s pretty obvious

Does become protective of you since not only are you his crush but you’re his friend & he cares about you a lot.

Octavinelle:

Azul Ashengrotto:

Literally wonders how tf you even managed to stay disguised for so long

Also wonders why the fuck Crowley even lets you stay at an only boys school but at this point he doesn’t even care lmao

Azul becomes one of the biggest simps you’ll have 💀

At first he was 100% sure you were a boy but now? The cats out of the bag now so

He blushes a lot more around you, he really can’t keep a straight face around you and the twins tease him all the time for it. He TRIES to play it cool but he just really finds you so pretty lmao he can never keep his cool.

Probably tries swindling you into a deal that requires you to be close to him

Or he offers a part time job at the Mostro lounge

He does really respect you though so it’s all good

He’ll give you discounts at the lounge and on special days like your birthday you’ll get to eat for free

He’ll send Jade and Floyd to check up on you here and there

Azul’s honestly just really impressed with you. You’ve managed to put up with overblot incidents left and right without help, top it all off you’re a magicless human. He knows it must be difficult, and he admires your hard work.

Jade Leech:

He probably suspected something from the moment he first laid eyes on you since you had really feminine features and you didn’t look like a boy that much

Once he figured out you’re a human woman he becomes curious about the differences in a human woman’s body since merwomen and human women are different, but doesn’t ask. Jade’s an observant soul so he’ll be able to notice the differences quickly

He honestly just becomes a gentleman, even more than before. He offers to help you with anything and doesn’t ask for anything in return

Doesn’t develop a crush but thinks you’re a very cute human woman

Jade’s probably a little protective now since he sees you like a guppy in a shark tank lmfao

He would probably try and make a deal with you but if you didn’t show interest or you weren’t comfortable he would immediately change the subject and wouldn’t press any further

Does try to bring you over to Mostro lounge more than before since he finds out Azul likes you lmao

Floyd Leech:

He also probably suspected something from the start but wasn’t sure if he was right or not since he’s never seen a human woman before

When Floyd went to hug you one day he felt that your chest was squishier than any other guys not to mention your bone structure was different

When Floyd found out he just went, “Huh..? Shrimpy’s a girl?? No wonder she’s so squishy!!!”

He definitely also develops a crush on you lmao

He still calls you shrimpy though but he honestly just finds you really cute

Doesn’t try to make a deal with you

He just really likes the idea of having his hands on you, not in a weird way of course, he just honestly finds you so squishy and warm

Also probably asks what the human woman anatomy is like since it’s different from merwomen, but he straight up asks about it unlike his brother. Floyd has no filter 💀

Expect him to become more clingy, also expect a lot of hugs anytime he sees you. Floyd also becomes more talkative around you and he does become protective of you too.

Scarabia:

Kalim Al-Asim:

He also doesn’t care lmfao

Boy, Girl, doesn’t matter, he likes you and you’re his friend so who cares

Definitely makes more sleepover parties and parades and invites you to all of them (poor Jamil)

He would probably develop a really small crush on you but with how dense Kalim is he probably wouldn’t even notice 💀

He’ll probably spoil you rotten from now on, be it jewelry or anything you take an interest in it’ll be yours

Like for instance if y’all were at the cafeteria and you somehow weren’t able to get lunch this boy goes and buys a whole ass meal for you

He’s honestly just such a sweetheart to you, he’s also so impressed with how you’ve managed to put up everything, he likes how strong you are.

Jamil Viper:

Jamil’s an intriguing simp to say the least

He does come to respect you, and he finds it impressive with how you’ve managed to put up with and deal with the overblot incidents, which were someone else’s responsibility (Crowleys 🙂)

He becomes a HUGE simp, but he’s surprisingly good at hiding it. You think he wouldn’t be good at hiding it but he is, y’all forget, he’s a master manipulator so he can hide his feelings well, but they’re there. You can tell in the actions he shows you.

He likes having you around since you’re such a dear to him and you always offer to help him out, be it with cleaning or cooking you’re always there for him and it makes his heart skip a beat lmao

He’s a bit more open with you however he does try and distance himself at first because he was ashamed at how he manipulated you with his UM.

Would never use his unique magic on you again, since the last time he did it he thought you were an ordinary boy but when he found out you were a girl he vowed to never use his magic on you again

Would definitely use his magic on anybody making you uncomfortable 😭 and would probably go make them make a fool out of themselves in front of a large crowd

He definitely becomes more charming around you, he tries to impress you with his hidden talents and he likes the sparkle in your eyes

He tries to get you to try on traditional clothing from his homeland the scalding sands

(The clothes he gets you to try on are traditional courting outfits but you don’t need to know that ^^!)

He definitely cooks for you more than before since he loves hearing you gush about how delicious his food is

He’s probably gonna end up being your new mom friend, he’ll hit you with the “Did you eat well?” “Did you sleep well?” Etc, he honestly wants to make sure your healthy 🫶🏼

Pomefiore:

Vil Schoenheit:

Instantaneously thinks: “FINALLY someone to practice make up on”

He’ll definitely drag you to pomefiore if you don’t take care of your appearance

He’ll give you his homemade products and he’ll spoil you with tickets to his latest movie/show or he’ll pamper you with spa days

Expect to be dolled up all the time from now on cause this man sees your hidden beauty and he wants everyone to see it lmaoo

Vil is a bit critical on things like your appearance but he helps you out with it and always gives you a little pampering before y’all go into classes: he doesn’t wanna see you all disheveled 💀

Of course he’s also willing to help you out with anything normal, be it schoolwork, your make up, picking out new outfits, anything

He knows boys can be perverted sometimes so he does also offer his protection in case you ever need it

Once you start hanging out with him more often and if you give him compliments on how amazing he is, or if you mention anything about you thinking he’s better than Neige he’ll definitely develop a crush on you lmao

Definitely creates a secret fanclub and will be the leader of said fan club lmao

He also really respects how strong you are despite not having magical abilities, you’ve got your own strengths, he finds your tenacity admirable.

Rook hunt:

Definitely one of the first ones who immediately knows you’re a girl, but he never said anything because he knew why you disguised yourself since it was kinda obvious

He’s also had time to watch you from afar and he’s come to know your body language

He truly finds it fascinating that you’re the only girl here at NRC and he really does find it impressive with how you’ve managed to put up with everything that’s happened so far, every time he sees you he’s just internally screaming “beaute!!”in French

He honestly finds everything you do to be beautiful lmao. Heck you could just be sitting there and he’d be behind a pillar gushing about how amazing your hair looked that day

He probably becomes a bit more clingy cause weirdly enough he likes your scent & also weirdly enough he likes observing you up close (as if he hasn’t been doing that enough already)

Epel Felmier:

This boy is so sad lmao

Don’t get him wrong though he still likes you cause you’re his friend and all but he was thinking you were just like him

He NEEDS to know what you think of him and NOW

Please tell this poor boy he’s manly he needs the reassurance 😭

He’s definitely more protective of you now as well

He does also join the #protectYuu squad lmao

Any compliment you give him will have him thinking about it all night 💀

Ignihyde:

Idia Shroud:

Literally just cue him getting a gushing nosebleed like in those anime scenes lmao

He is the BIGGEST fanboy you’ll have: no ands ifs or buts

He definitely joins the secret fanclub and would try fighting Vil to become the leader lmfaooo

He’s extremely shy around you and doesn’t like to get near you or talk to you because he knows he won’t be able to say anything with how nervous he’ll be

He honestly just develops a huge crush on you 💀 he’s like a schoolgirl 😭 he really comes to like you but he just can’t be near you at all or he’ll just stop functioning.

In a way Idia also respects you a lot. You’re pretty resilient for a human girl, having dealt with all of the crap Crowley dumps on you all the time, he admires you for it a lot.

After a while Idia probably starts to think you’re in your own reverse harem and he’s one of the main love interests; probably sees the other dorm heads as competition now 👀

He’s also secretly protective of you and has ortho check up on you from time to time

However if you were to just suddenly compliment his hair or tell him he’s got a nice face?

Idia.exe has stopped working

Ortho Shroud:

He probably also already knew you were a girl from the first time y’all met since you looked really feminine and he just scanned your features

He’s honestly the same way with you, pretty friendly to you

He most definitely invites you over to Ignihyde to play games with him from now on, that or he sends you over to Idia’s room and has you game with him instead cause he knows it’ll make his brother happy lmao

He does try and play wingman cause he does discover Idia’s heart rate accelerates whenever you’re near and he eventually discovered he has feelings for you 💀. Ortho invites you over way more than before because he really likes the idea of you two being together 😭

Diasomnia:

Malleus Draconia:

Malleus is the type to actually develop deep feelings for you the moment he finds out you’re a girl, though, he doesn’t know what love is so he doesn’t act on it right away

Since he doesn’t really know what this feeling is he goes and asks Lilia

Cue Lilia starting to cry cause Malleus has fallen in love <3

Lilia tells him what those feelings are and Malleus from there on out tries to court you

Malleus honestly sees you as his future queen

Don’t blame him this man has his priorities straight

Not to mention he’s got a whole ass kingdom to think about and you’re literally the perfect one to rule by his side, heck he’s even already picturing how you’d look when you’re beside him on the throne

Malleus truly believes with how you’ve managed to break down his walls, you’ll be able to break down the barriers between the Fae and humans bit by bit

He’s also just truly so proud of you for dealing with students overblotting left and right and putting up with it without any magic, for a human you’re very strong and he just absolutely loves that about you

He falls for you deeply because you were the first human woman to truly touch his heart, you weren’t scared of him, you hugged him freely without care, you invited him to many things, you made him feel appreciated, and there’s honestly so many other things he could go on and gush about why he loves you

As a Dragonic Fae, their tradition in courting is gift giving

He honestly can’t stand how dense you are when he gives you the gifts since you think he’s just being kind, but he supposes he’ll deal with it for now and he’ll let you be dense for a little while longer

He’s definitely a romantic once he does his research and he’ll probably pull moves on you that’ll even have you flustered

This one time he brought you a ring and he slipped it on your ring finger, then kissed your hand and then teleported away leaving you flustered asf 💀

He definitely tries to spend more time with you because he knows human lives are fleeting and he wants to spend as much time with you as he can before you go

Please just return his feeling this boy needs it in his life lmao

Lilia Vanrouge:

He’s probably the same exact way with you lmao

He definitely noticed Malleus’s feelings right away and he’s just so proud of how far Malleus has come lmaoo

He does find it truly fascinating with how you managed to capture Malleus’s eye when you’re simply a human woman but he couldn’t exactly blame him, you were truly kind to Malleus, something most other people weren’t, and Lilia secretly thanks you all the time for it

He definitely invites you over to Diasomnia more often after having that talk with Malleus cause he know it gets him antsy and Lilia just wants to see you two date already

Supportive dad 101 lmao

Honestly he just continue to support Malleus from the sidelines and is a gentleman to you.

Silver:

Probably also develops a really tiny crush on you, he just really likes your presence since you relax him for some reason

He definitely becomes more protective of you seeing as your the only girl in an only boys school

Plus he knows guys can be mean so he also joins the #protectYuu squad, he really just wants you to be safe

After he discovers Malleus has feelings for you he’s just so happy that Malleus has a new friend let alone someone he has feelings for

Both Lilia, him and Malleus simultaneously agree not to tell Sebek of Malleus’s new feelings 💀

Silver definitely also invites you over to Diasomnia a lot from now on cause he likes having you over plus he wants to also play wingman

Honestly he’s just so much more sweet to you, even more then before.

Sebek Zigvolt:

A human woman?! In an only boys school?! PREPOSTEROUS!!!

He immediately wants you to stay as far away from Malleus as possible because he thinks you’ll seduce him

(Doesn’t know you basically already did 💀)

He doesn’t know why he wants a simple human woman’s attention all to himself though and he finds himself yelling at everything you do, heck you could be sitting there and he’d yell at you about your posture 💀 heck he’d even yell at you for breathing

He tries keeping you as far away from Malleus as possible but it’s just a huge fail and he ends up getting curious about you instead

He just tries so hard to convince himself you’ll ruin Malleus’s purity somehow

Ends up developing a tiny crush on you lmaoo but he doesn’t even realize, heck if he did he’s so stubborn he’d constantly be in denial about it

He’s overall more loud and strict with you but he tries to mellow it down since Malleus eventually told him to stop 😭

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Realistic Trey Clover + Headcanons

Trey Clover + Realistic artwork done with Art Breeder and edited in Clip Art Studio:

This happens a lot with my headcanons but after analysing Trey he went from one of my least favourites to one of my favourites in no time – hope you like him as much as I do!

Sidenote: When headcanoning Trey and all my other characters I take both factual and some of my personal thoughts/beliefs of the character to construct my headcanons.

For my rendition of Trey Clover, I kept him relatively close to his in-game design and didn't give him any visible flaws (ance, moles, etc.) since Trey’s diet seems pretty balanced, he knows eating too many sweets can give you cavities. It would also help with his skin’s condition, it wouldn't be smooth or perfect but wouldn't have many visible red breakouts, but isn't immune to a few pimples here and there.

You may also notice I gave him stubble on his chin because Trey in game looks very mature, plus it is extremely common for his age period to start developing body hair (face, body, etc.) and Trey probably got this.

For his realistic rendition, I went with a rectangular face shape that is fairly chiselled (Trey is on that mewing streak 🤫🧏‍♀️), almond eyes with THICK eyebrows and the cherry on top being his very broad and straight nose. In conclusion, I made him a chad. (tee hee yummy)

For his body MY MAN IS BUILT, so a rectangular fairly muscular build (thick fucking arms bro is kneeding that bread)

And yet another pom 😞 but it's all done for a reason! The rose kingdom is based on the UK so I just gave everyone from there an accent and depending on personal thoughts depends on how strong I make it and yes, Trey has a strong accent – he doesn't really use slang though, idk he's a bit too mature for that.

Without & With Makeup:

Personality and backstory headcanons + a bit of character analysis:

Ah yes, the “dad” of Heartslabyul and I don't disagree with this basic statement but sometimes he is dumbed down to just that, a “dad”. Yes, young adults such as himself can have a stronger connection to his morals, but he’s still only 18, and most importantly human. Not everything he will do will be correct, and even if they are good in theory, they may still have negative consequences.

For example, just before Riddles overblot, Ace even blatantly asked him why he hasn't corrected Riddle behaviour because he thought that just staying by his side, comforting him and being his friend was enough but quickly learnt it wasn't. Trey has always been the oldest, with his friends, with his siblings and he had always had that sense of responsibility over the younger generations (also seen with first and second years in-game), however, other than that, his character isn’t heavily touched on besides just being the “dad” or “big brother”.

Trey probably has moments where he questions himself, if he's the best person for others to rely on. What I'm trying to say is that neither his mind nor body is fully developed and even people like him who seem so strong have their weak moments.

Trey genuinely cares a lot for his loved ones, both friends and family, and usually takes on a mediator role to solve issues and help others. Though, he’s a little bit of a people pleaser and when something is out of his depth and he doesn’t immediately see the ‘right’ way to do something, he tends to try and avoid the root cause of the issue and instead finds an easier solution, which may not have the best turnout in the end.

For example, Trey’s feelings around Riddle’s overblot and childhood trauma affecting his present-day behaviour. I believe that Trey felt horrible after Riddles overblot, seen when he said he's sorry to Riddle despite being Riddles own fault. When Trey can’t fulfil that “dad” role or sees he's been doing something wrong for a long time he doesn't know what to do.

He doesn’t do this out of a lack of care, but because of how much he cares instead. He is also often seen pandering to other’s wants just to please them and make sure they are happy. Also as mentioned before, he is still young, he still may not know the best thing to do, but these actions he takes he sees as a sort of in-the-moment solution.

Trey appreciates deep conversation and knows what to say in them, he's good at comforting and will observe all the people he cares about so he knows exactly how to comfort that specific person.

Trey is always looking out for his friends, whether that be making sure they are keeping up with the school's work and getting decent grades, or making sure they aren't getting into too much rough housing with others. If this does happen however, Trey would definitely go out of his way to tutor lower classmen to the best of his ability or have a ‘talk’ if he has to with people picking on his friends.

My editor/assistant cause I can’t grammar or spell to save my life: @cyb3rpnnk

SIDENOTE: DO NOT REPOST MY REALISTIC RENDITION OF DEUCE OR ANY OTHER CHARACTER I DO AS YOUR OWN. EVEN THOUGH THE BASE WAS MADE WITH AI IT IS STILL MY CREATION!

However you are permitted to use my headcanoing as your own for art or stories or whatever, just not my realistic rendition.

I dont have much to say this time, but the next one with either be Riddle or Cater idk.

#twisted wonderland #trey clover #trey clover headcanons #twst headcanons #twst imagines #disney twst #twst wonderland #twst fanart #twst #disney twisted wonderland #twst art #twst trey clover #twisted wonderland imagines #twst trey #twisted wonderland trey clover

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writingseaslugs · 1 year

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Heartslabyul: Manicures with Them

Got a request to do from @yuyucchi-exe with the characters getting manicures with reader (aka doing their nails and vice-versa). This was so much fun to write because for some reason I never thought about what their nails were all like until now. So here we go!

Disclaimer: All characters in this series are aged up. For more information about my version of this world and the type of reader you can expect, please do a quick read of THIS post.

Manicures with Them

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle is very meticulous when it comes to keeping up appearances, and nails are included in this. He’ll normally be filing them to be more rounded and then put on a simple nail polish. More often than not, it’ll be a bright red nail polish that goes well with his dorm uniform as well as his hair.

He doesn’t mind you doing his nails as long as you follow his instructions. He doesn’t allow you to use nail clippers on him at all, it has to be a glass nail file. You also have to do exactly one coat of base and top, two coats of red nail polish, and only three strokes per finger except for the pinkie which can deal with one stroke from the brush. He is very OCD when it comes to how his nails are done, and as long as you’re fine with this, he enjoys having you do them.

If you ask him to do your nails, he will remind you that you can’t make a habit of others doing things for you, but he’ll oblige. He finds it to be rather relaxing in all honesty to be holding your hand and playing with your nails. Most likely will be painting them the same red he uses for his nails since it’s all he has on hand. If you bring your own, he’ll use that but he’d much prefer red on you.

Trey Clover

Trey normally just clips his nails and then files them down until they’re nice and smooth. He doesn’t see a point in going wild with his nails since he does a lot of baking all the time. They’d just get messed up almost immediately, so why bother? He still doesn’t like them being long since bacteria can gather under them and that’s the last thing he needs to worry about when making pastries for the tea parties.

If you want to do his nails, he won’t argue the point. The good news is that you’ll probably be doing a better job than what he normally does with them. He doesn’t even know that cuticle oil is really a thing until you pull it out and use it on his nails. He might even start asking you since you do it so much better than him. Not to mention he enjoys that extra time spent with you. His only rule is no nail polish since it can chip and fall into his food.

If you ask him to, he’ll do so but ask why you’re asking him of all people to do your nails. He’s by no means a professional in this area of expertise, but since you asked he might as well. He’s painted his younger sister’s nails before so he’s not clueless about it. Don’t expect anything extravagant, it’ll be clipping your nails and then putting polish over them once.

Cater Diamond

Cater files his nails down most of the time, and will occasionally go out and get a proper manicure. He enjoys matching his nails to what he’s wearing, so normally it’s either red or black to match the uniform. He’ll also sometimes get French tips done on his nails with little diamonds on them.

He adores you doing his nails since it’s a cute way to bond. He’ll give you tips on how to do things if you’re not the best and if you already know what you’re doing then go hog wild. No matter what you do, he’s going to love it and snap some photos for his Magicam. He’ll also make sure to tag you. If you’re really good, your best bet he’ll encourage you to post them yourself to promote your skills, since you never know when something like that will come in handy.

He knows how to do nails, thanks to his older sister, and will happily do your nails. He enjoys playing around with the polish colors and will always try and add designs. He does a good job with the designs as well, so that’s a bonus. It won’t look like a professional manicure, but it’s good enough to pass as a new nail tech doing the job. He enjoys taking your hand afterward and snapping a photo of holding it in his own to post his work.

Ace Trappola

Ace just straight-up clips his nails with clippers and calls it a day. They’re normally flush against the skin so he doesn’t have to worry about them for a while. Nail polish? He might’ve had it done once or twice, but it’s not something he ever cares about. He normally ruins nail polish within the first day with it chipping due to his harsh treatment. His cuticles are also out of whack and he almost always has a hang nail he’s biting off.

You’re gonna have to grab him before he cuts them himself if you have any hope of doing anything decent with his nails. If you get him after, you’d have to push the skin from his nail back so you have room to file since they’re so short. Clean up those horrible cuticles and get rid of the hangnails. This little turd probably won’t be seeking you out to do his nails all the time either since it’s a pain, so if you want an Ace with decent nails then you have to keep it on a schedule so he doesn’t get a hold of the nail clippers again.

Good luck if you ask him to do your nails, especially if you provide all the tools he’ll be needing. He files your nails in a back-and-forth motion and will try to clip your cuticles without any prep like a softener, and ends up in you wincing as you bleed. Nail polish though? He’s not terrible since he had to paint all those roses and got decent with it. You’ll probably have some polish around your nails, but at least it’s easy to clean with a q-tip.

Deuce Spade

Deuce is a convenience nail-biter. He doesn’t do it as an anxiety response; he’ll just one day notice his nails are long and will bite them to quickly fix the problem. This leads to a lot of hangnails which he also just chews off. If he happens to notice his nails are long and he has clippers around, he’ll use those instead, but most of the time he doesn’t so chew it is. Those nails are always uneven and sometimes even jagged.

Please start doing his nails and keeping him on a biweekly schedule. If you’re insistent that you’ll be doing his nails from now on, he’ll stop biting them…as long as you’re consistent. The moment they’re too long and causing him problems, he’s getting rid of them. File them and clean his cuticles, and if he’s feeling it he doesn’t mind you polishing them. He might be confused as to what a base and top coat are but it’s fine, just do it.

He sucks at doing nails but if you ask him to, he will reluctantly do so after warning you. He doesn’t know how to use a nail file and will probably just go straight for the nail clippers. He doesn’t know how to do anything special like cleaning around the nail and putting all the layers of polish on, but he’ll at least try. He might even attempt to draw a spade on one of your nails to be fancy, but it’ll look more like a blob on your hand.

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soft-for-them · 2 years

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As - Spock x plus size reader

Summary: Spock is stranded on a small plant almost like earth but not quite like it. This is were he first meets you, a god like person among the grass and rose buds. This is gender neutral because I always picture Spock as queer.

A part of my 800 follower celebration, based off As by Stevie Wonder.

Comments and reblogs are much appreciated and help more people read my works.

A/N: It's short but I like it.

The bright orange sun, so close to the plant despite the dwindling temperatures, slowly moves across the sky the flickers of yellowy sunny fire clear from where Spock sits on a hill covered in lush green grass and small clumps of clovers.

The plant he is stranded on isn’t so bad.

A little while back he was able to get his communicator back working and he knows his Captain and crew are coming for him, so for now all he can do is wait.

The planet he’s on is small, according to statistic five times smaller than earth but with the expansive stretches of meadows, long tufts of yellow fauna poking out of small ponds that are scattered around and the blush pink rosebuds slowly blooming, he gets the sense that he will be ok for a while.

His mind is rest assure, his body relaxed and calm.

He may not have been raised on earth but the small planet reminds him off the small beauties the earth holds.

He likes it a lot.

It’s like the plants are growing faster on the small planet. Just this morning when his ship crashed and his communications went down the roses where mere weeds poking out the ground but now as the sun moves indicating a new day they are ready to bloom.

The sunrise, even though the mini earth is small and the sun is large enough to not fully set like you’d imagine it should, makes the the sky glow with pinks and oranges so warm that it makes Spock happy enough that being stranded here isn't so bad, at least it isn't a danger zone of a planet like he'd originally thought.

Then, with tired eyes and the sparks of new light making his eyes water, he sees it.

He sees you.

For years and years you’ve been living a peaceful and content life on this little plant you created.

Time is yet a construct for it feels like yesterday you found a galaxy with just a sun and moulded stone and space debris into the small orb you live on.

You bring life to the cold rock.

Everything from the bright rainbows that peak at midnight that burn brighter than the specks of starlight in the purple night sky.

From the oceans and rivers that mould into the mountains, waterfalls flowing down from snowy peaks into pocket of sea filled with fish and sea life.

Even to the flying dolphins and whales that say hello to you every day, that inhabit small homes of the west side of the small earth to the aquatic parrots and swallows that lay there eggs in the deepest part of the ocean.

Life thrives.

The plant was moulded from your dreams, from the stories of earth your siblings told you, from the want to live in such beautiful terrain, to live a life with the humans.

But you fellow Q siblings, all brunette with pale white skin so thin and lean with cocky grins stretching out over their faces like the tricksters they are, always judged you for your so called silliness for wanting to live such life as serine as you do now.

For you never had the pale white skin that laid flat rather your skin shines a smooth (colour) over curves of plush flesh, nor do you have the same luscious brunette hair so straight and easy, neither are your smiles cocky but they are small and warm.

If Q were to see you he’s laugh at you his little sibling, for you might be centuries old you still have a lot to learn and live for.

But as you stand on the horizon just awake from your slumber, flowing white garments hanging off your hips and shoulders, hugging every lump and bump your body has, your eyes don’t gaze to your anthropomorphic friends but rather a human like figure just like you.

Many people say that Vulcans are devoid of emotions so strong.

Spock would say they’re wrong for as he sees you walking closers with a small but kind smile on your round face he realises that the breath has been knocked out of him.

“Hello there.” Your voice brings breath back into his lungs.

His emotions run high and his face flushes green, goose bumps scatter his skin as his eye lock onto you.

Spock cannot talk, he can only look on at you.

“I see you have crashed onto my Eden.” you point out, the ship in the distance all grey and burnt compared to the colourful dreamland you stand on, “You can stay for as long as you want, dear traveller.”

Never in his life has he been so struck by a person.

Sure Spock is a stoic man, often quiet and calculated but he just cannot fathom how such beauty can be tucked away from the universe.

You’re mother nature and father time all in one, you’re the god of the small planet but you look and feel so human, you make everyone you meet hearts flutter in emotion.

Spock with all his might wonders and ponder and thinks too hard as he looks up at you.

It’s almost like fate, though he does not believe in it, placed him here to see your beauty, that somehow the universe knew exactly where he wanted you to be placed so that he could finally meet the person who stole his heart.

#spock #spock x plus size reader #spock x reader #tos spock x reader #star trek the original series #star trek #star trek x reader #plus size reader #x plus size reader #x chubby reader #chubby reader

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kittttycakes · 2 years

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[blurb] where love resides

summary: In a quiet moment, she wants to confirm that Morpheus knows just how much he means to her in his own right.

contents: established Morpheus x reader x Hob Gadling, Morpheus x reader-centric, she/her reader, third person POV, no use of Y/N, soft romantic fluff, 1k

notes: written for “my life is nothing but room for you” from my promptober 2022 self challenge

Love, to her, is making room in the home of her heart for the men she loves. There is a portion of her heart that will always belong to Hob now, and there is an equal portion that will always belong to Morpheus as well. Her heart is not finite; there will always be room, ever expanding. Hob knows this, because his heart and hers are mirror images. She worries, sometimes, that she doesn’t always make this as clear to Morpheus.

It is a rare moment: the two of them alone in the Dreaming, in the glen that she tries and fails not to think of as the three of theirs alone. There is a cottage there, but today, she wanted to sit under the shade of the trees, the sunlight falling gently through the branches. She lays on the ground, surrounded by clover, her head in his lap, content to let him stroke her hair occasionally. She reads a book of poetry that never existed in the waking world, stopping to read lines aloud that strike particularly close to her heart. The poet is full of love and full of longing, for the beloved who never knew the depth of the love that could have been theirs.

It takes him a moment to realize that she has stopped reading, aloud or otherwise, and is instead looking up at him, studying his face with a look of concentration.

He brushes a loose strand of her hair back. “Yes?”

“You know, don’t you, how I feel about you?” She sits up, turning to face him more fully as she sets the book aside and cups his face in her hands. Her palms are warm against his cheeks, the cool smoothness of his skin like silk overlaying marble.

He raises an eyebrow. “I do,” he says in a tone that she feels implies that asking this of the being who contains the entire collective unconscious of every living being is a rather foolish thing to ask, but that he will indulge her nonetheless. “Why do you ask, my heart?”

“I would hate to think that you didn’t know. That you didn’t understand.” She moves her hands, taking both of his in hers. “I know I tell you I love you. But it’s more than that. I saw you for the first time and I knew that you could ruin me but I didn’t know why, not then. I know now. You have a place in my heart and if you ever left it, I would still keep it there, waiting, for you. You are a part of me as much as Hob is, and if his soul and mine are made the same, then they were both made for you.”

“You are every dream I’ve ever had. I would find you in every lifetime, waking or sleeping, because you are a part of me. I know how much I ask of you, how much I want, and I’m scared, sometimes, of frightening you away with the enormity of it. I need you and I want you, because I am not one of your creations, but I am yours all the same.”

“My light.” She brings his hands to her lips, kisses his knuckles. “My life.” A kiss, pressed to one cheek. “My love.” Then the other. “My lord.” Finally, his lips.

She is on her back beneath him before she realizes they’ve moved, and she knows that he understands by how he touches her. Reverence is the only word that could come close to describing the weight of it. The only thing she can see are the stars in his eyes above her, an entire cosmos forming and shifting as he looks down at her. The only thing she can hear is his voice in her ear, each word engraving itself upon her heart, and although he may not say the exact words, it means the same: I love you, with each beat of his heart under the palm of her hand.

“Do you imagine for even a single moment that I do not intimately know the workings of your own heart, beloved? That I cannot feel what you feel for me, every moment you are here?” He closes the small distance between them, and his lips on hers are a revelation. When he pulls away again, she is momentarily dazed, blinking up at him, her hair a halo around her head, spreading over the clover.

“I cannot deny that it is a pleasure to hear you say it. It is one you must allow me to return.” She cannot look away from him, lips slightly parted as she nods softly.

“I thought I had made my peace with longing, before knowing you. I could live quite comfortably with it, like a very old friend, alone with it in the dark. But then you came. You and Hob shine, like twin suns, and are impossible to ignore together and apart. I could no longer live comfortably with longing, nor did I want to. You occupy my mind and my heart and my soul, and it is the greatest gift that I hold the same place in your own.”

“You are not of my own creation, but you are mine, as I am yours, now and always.”

She can take no more - she is, even now, only human, and when she pulls him down to kiss her, she can feel him smile against her lips.

She wakes the next morning with clover still in her hair and spread over her pillows. She presses a handful between the pages of an old, favorite book. She keeps them, and even years later, the scent of the glen clings to them, a bright, green scent that will always make her think of love.

#morpheus x reader #hob gadling x reader #morpheus x hob gadling x reader #morpheus x oc #hob gadling x oc #morpheus x hob gadling x oc #dream of the endless x reader #dream of the endless x oc #the reader who must not be named #finally some morpheus x reader content!#i had this sitting and ready to go and then said no no I really do have to let morpheus speak in this one so here we are now #just fully mainlining poetry and jane austen monologues and bits from romance novels to get the vibes #promptober 2022 #kittycakes writes

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yuyumnami · 9 months

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The Oddest Amongst All (Black clover x genshin impact)

"Charmy, could I request for another ten sticks of-" flapping sound of pages was heard as Charmy keep on munching her giant strawberry cake tower. Several cute sheeps appeared beside her, which one immediately got to the counter and boil a pot of water while some combined equal parts non-glutinous rice flour with glutinous sweet rice flour and separated flavors of either matcha or sakura flowers.

Smooth doughs of those mixture with warm water was kneaded by their trotters, was portioned out into bite-sized pieces and was rolled into small balls.

A pair of lilac shade shone in amazement and excitement, though was confisticated with stoic and aloof expression. She put down a skewer on her plate as she munching her last dango while her eyes followed the step by step process of making tricolor dango.

"Ho ho~ Ei, while you wait, do you want some strawberry cake?" Charmy asked in a sing sang tone.

"That would be wonderful, Your kind offer has my gratitude, Charmy." Her slender fingers picked up a fork, before enjoying herself the undeniable sweet cake. If it's not for her stoic expressions, her face would have be seen shining with content.

Bite after bite, minutes passed when the boiled dangos finally float on the water surface, and the woman, called Ei, felt her utmost joy.

The now treaded dangos on a skewer was presented on a plate in front of her, and her hand always so fast to get a hold of one. Unfortunately, though, the laden joy was replaced by utter disappointment and annoyance, when a gruff tone was heard behind her.

"Ei, wear your robe. You, Finral, Gordon and I are going to see Magic knight entrance exam." It was Yami Sukehiro, the Black Bull squad's captain.

"My deepest apologies, for I must decline your proposal, for I have prior engagements that cannot be abandoned." Attempting to ignore the man, She eats the pink-colored dango.

"I know that 'prior engagement' is nothing to do with anything important Ei, you just want to eat your sweets. Now come on." Yami drape a Black Bull robe on her shoulder, which was the one she took off before eating her sweets.

"Your request has been met with the utmost sincerity. But, You mortal are not entitled to give me orders. No one has authority over me."

"TOo bad, I do have the authority as YOUR captain, Raiden Ei."

Ei sighed, her long braided hair swayed as she lift her butt from the chair and walked to Finral's spatial magic. Though her face was stoic, Yami knew well she was grumbling in her mind. "Just bring your sweets along, you can eat them there, you know?"

How long has it been? Five years? Probably, four? Ever since she first arrived here, in the Clover Kingdom.

Not that she cares, but everyone never acknowledges her much except for her mysterious identity and the common folks about her having no mana at all.

The most things that stand out about her the most are that she's a foreigner, with a very weird fashion of clothing that was assumed to be unladylike and cheap, as well as her too stand-out dark purple hair color.

Her unknown and weirded-out behavior and low knowledge of the world somehow attract Yami Sukehiro's attention. He knows very well how it feels. Being a loner in a foreign place. Which leads him to invite her to join his squad.

After bribing her with sweets, that is.

"Let's go," Yami said, as the four walked into the spiral.

Part 2? is probably tomorrow. If I feel like to do, that is. And no, No ship in this story. Hope you guys like it!

#genshin impact #raiden ei #black clover crossover #black clover #genshin impact crossover #ei #raiden shogun #clover kingdom

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vault-heck · 10 months

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WIP Wednesday What-day-is-it

Thank you for the tag @twosides--samecoin! You mentioned not participating in as many tag games and such lately because of busy life stuff and I'm very much in the same boat. I always appreciate the tags and being included, thank you allllll and I'm sorry I haven't been getting to many of them :')

No-pressure tags to @x-sapphicpirate-x , @persephoning , @totally-not-deacon , @sleeplessincarcosa !

Have some ~themes~ and ~imagery~ from the first chapter of What God Doesn't Give (part 2 of the Wildfire re-write):

He fixed her with a quiet smile, halfway to another question when movement caught his eye in the tarot spread. A spider crawled across the bottom of the six of swords, a variety that appeared to have not been affected by radiation.

“May I?” He reached for the card, and she nodded. The spider slid from its faded, smooth surface and quickly took to climbing over Noah’s knuckles. “Hey, little guy. You’ve got to go.”

There were spiders everywhere in Texas. They never really bothered him the way they did most, and that was before a great deal of insects grew by orders of magnitude. He set the spider on a mutfruit tree between a desire path and her concrete ramp, taking care to nudge it from his palm gently.

Returning from the porch, he noted the details of her apartment. It was in overall good repair. He’d scavenged foam and corduroy from the city and Sturges repurposed it for the chair Mama Murphy used inside, something with plenty of cushion and lumbar support. The fresh teal paint on her walls only chipped in a few places, and there were no cobwebs in corners or other spiders that he could see.

Still, he would need to ask Sturges to take a closer look. Maybe there was a nest or something just out of sight; that’s how the infestation started in the outhouses back at Camp Calvary.

He returned to his seat to take in the pictures on the table, and her advice, one more time. “I’d better run along, ma’am. Thank you for the reading.”

“Always so polite,” Mama Murphy smiled. She ran her hands over clover corduroy armrests. “It’s the least I could do, after you fixed me up with my at-home chair.”

“That was all Sturges, I just brought him some of parts.” Noah retrieved his holster from a coat rack, then a slouch hat with a lightning bolt embroidered onto the leather, before stepping out. “Let us know if you need anything, Mama Murphy.”

#thank you for the tag!!#wips #wildfire #my fics #my writing #noah o'neill

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lyranova · 1 year

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Ship your moots and assign them a trope

Hiya anon, and Of course, and Merry Christmas and/or Happy Holidays~! It was a bit difficult and I took the cowards way out and chose everyones blorbo’s 😔 but I had fun choosing which tropes I think they would all fit 😁! I apologize if I forgot any of my mutuals, I tried to remember and list you all but I know sometimes things fall through the cracks, but I still love you all 🥺💕!

@thoughtfullyrainynightmare : Fuegoleon, I know it’s the obvious choice but really I can’t see you with anyone else 😆 (maybe Nozel 🤔?). As for which trope you two would fit, I think it would be forbidden/star crossed lovers or “the last to know” (I almost went with “Oblivious to love” but I think last to know is fun too!) 😁!

@eme-eleff : I was torn on who to choose for you, because I can just imagine all the people it could be but I finally settled on Gray from Fairy Tail hehe 😁! As far as tropes for you I can easily imagine it being “Oblivious to Love” and “Emotional scars”!

@loosesodamarble : Like marilú I had a tough time choosing, but I finally settled on Morgen 🥰! Maybe because the ending could either be sad and tragic, or we could use fanfic to “fix it” and keep him alive 😆. As far as tropes, it’s for sure “friends to lovers” and possibly “secret admirer” where Morgen’s had a crush on you for a while but was too nervous to say anything 🤔?

@delirious-donna : I ship you with Nanami! It could be because I see him a lot when I go to your blog, or if it’s because I can just imagine you softening up those rough edges he has tbh it’s probably both hehe 😆! As far as tropes I can totally see “Office Romance” and “Lovers in Denial” 😁!

@simpingforthisonedeer : I ship you with Julius! I can just see you two being the smartest, sassiest, and amazing power couple in Clover 😁! As far as tropes I can see it being a mixture of “Star Crossed Lovers” and “Dark Secret” (*cough* Lucius 👀 *cough*)

@hybridanafrost : I ship you with Magna! I can just see you being his biggest cheerleader and helping him gain confidence in himself, and I can see him doing the same for you 😁! As far as tropes it’d be “Good Girl, Bad Boy.” and “Everyone Can See It” 🤔?

@darkcloakedinfinitevoid : I ship you with Zora! Like I said with Donna and Camy I can see you smoothing out his rough edges and I can also see you encouraging him when he needs it most (and vice versa)! As far as tropes I can see it being “Opposites Attract” and “Lovers in Denial” 😆!

@talpup : I ship you with Yami! I was debating on whether to pick him or Aizawa but decided on the former since I felt that his personality suited you better since he isn’t always serious and has a fun side 😁! As far as tropes I see it being “Beauty and the Beast” and “Oblivious to Love” 🥰!

@bowandcurtsey : I ship you with Sukuna! It’s probably because I’ve seen him on your blog a lot and know that he’s one of your blorbo’s, but I also think you could show him that humans aren’t as “weak” as he thinks and warm his cold heart a bit 🥰! As for tropes it’s for sure “Beauty and the Beast” and “Opposites Attract”!

@acacia-may : I ship you with Finral! Like I mentioned above I can see you encouraging him when he needs it, also helping him out when he’s stressed, and trying to help him break his “curse” 😆! As far as tropes I can see it being “Friends to Lovers” and “Second Chance Romance”.

@firefutte : I ship you with Langris! Like I mentioned before you’d probably smooth out his rough edges, and I can totally see you scolding him when he does something wrong, and I can see you trying to help him mend his relationship with Finral 🥰! As far as tropes I can see it being “Loveable Rogue” and “Royal/Noble” 😁!

@clovertitan : I ship you with Levi! Like before you’d soften him, but I also can see you teasing him since it’s so easy to do, and I think you’d be a good support for him when he needs it and he would do the same 🥰! As far as tropes it’d be “Men in Uniform” and “Belated love epiphany”!

#asks #anon 🌟#shipping my moots

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merakiui · 1 year

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MORE EPEL CRUMBS OMFG THANK YOU

Heh having “experimental sex with childhood friend” best trope every fr >\\\\\\<

It really is such a good trope, especially when you have a bond that runs as deep and sweet and goes all the way back to childhood. It's easier to convince you because the both of you are very close friends and he'll be so responsible, and aren't you just soooo curious to experiment a little? :) wouldn't it be better if your first time was with someone you know and trust (like a friend)? Wouldn't it be safer and more comfortable that way? :)

OMG APPLYING IT TO AZUL (AND THE TWINS)....... being childhood friends with them and having experimental sex in your new human forms (and not realizing the risks of pregnancy if you're female hehe >:D because they know they can't give you eggs in these forms, so it should be safe...or so they all think until weeks later when you're becoming nauseous and fatigued).

Or with Riddle!!!! He dreads dating because he knows that his mother will want to know every little thing about his partner so that she can determine whether or not they're good enough for her son (and even if they do pass her unspoken tests Riddle's not sure how long they'd be willing to stay). So it's much easier to meet up with you in secret when he returns home for breaks. The two of you have always been close. Even after you were forbidden from stepping foot on the Rosehearts's property because his mother disapproved of you, that hasn't stopped you from being his friend (and Riddle is eternally grateful for that). He loves you so, so much, but he's too nervous to confess!!! So when he tells his mother he's going to the library to pick up some books or that he'll be spending his time outside doing something academic, he's actually just going to spend his time with you to catch up, get milkshakes, walk around town, visit your favorite haunts. Time that may or may not involve making out with you and potentially going all the way because if Riddle's going to do something so intimate with anyone it's going to be with his beloved childhood friend! <3

Or with Rollo... orz you most definitely live rent-free in his mind, especially when he's away at Noble Bell, and you're one of the few people he actually smiles for and is considerably happier around. Rollo is very much a virgin, so experimental sex with him is lots of fun. He's so easily flustered as he tries to get his bearings and not cum the minute the tip's in hehe.

Or with Neige!!!! The childhood friend trope works so well for the fairytale romance he wants to have with you. There's no one else he'd rather lose his virginity with than you, so don't worry about the consequences! If you're nervous about going all the way, that's okay! He'll just rub himself against you from behind and if it happens to slip in that's also okay! It's just a happy accident. <3

Omg or Trey!!!!!! OTL he promises to take such good care of you. It's such a slow day at Pâtisserie Clover, so he has lots of time to kill. :) the two of you can experiment in the backroom during the quiet lull. Trey is good with his hands, his mouth, his everything aaaa!!! orz and so smooth about it, too. You can't help but trust everything he says and feel comforted because he's your dear childhood friend. It's completely safe to do this sort of thing with him!

#twisted chit chat #n/sfw

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dreamwritesimagines · 7 months

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I just read the little hc about Anthony’s speech to Benedict and I loved it! I especially loved the line where Anthony says that Lottie is really nervous and how he’s doing everything he can to make the wedding as smooth as possible for her so she doesn’t have to worry about anything.

I love the fact that Lottie — who is usually so put together and assured and an emotional rock for everyone else — is actually nervous and needs to lean a bit on others for once, and how Anthony has just assumed that role with ease (obviously because he loves her). But I just love it cause we all know Anthony isn’t the most emotionally stable person in the room🤪 (cue his love confession to Lottie, he was literally no thoughts head empty only Charlotte), but we can see how much Lothany loves each other that they can be what the other needs so seamlessly❤️

Also love that Anthony is being delusional and manifesting Charlotte as his wife already like they’re already married in his head! Which brings me to my next point. So we all know Benedict is a big “my wife” guy, but I think Anthony will be even more obnoxious about it. Like in the hc I can totally see him referring to Lottie as his wife to his family while they’re all like “yes we’re all familiar with Lottie we know she’s your wife you can just say her name” (but I love that he’s so proud to call her his). But also this is because I can totally see Benedict now transition to “my goddess divine” for Clover now that him and Clover are firmly in love and he’s not needing to remind himself that she’s actually his wife anymore.

Omg darling this is incredibly sweet of you, thank you so much! 🥰❤️

Absolutely! ❤️ I think Charlotte always has that like, calming vibe around her, like she makes everyone around her feel at ease and more relaxed and peaceful in a way❤️ It's not very often that she gets nervous or tense especially when it comes to the ton but she wants everything to be perfect and everyone to like her engagement ball/wedding breakfast ❤️

Anthony is so happy to be there for her 🥰

cue his love confession to Lottie, he was literally no thoughts head empty only Charlotte YOU ARE RIGHT AND YOU SHOULD SAY IT😂❤️ Charlotte is definitely the logical one in that relationship 😁

Like in the hc I can totally see him referring to Lottie as his wife to his family while they’re all like “yes we’re all familiar with Lottie we know she’s your wife you can just say her name” Oh I totally agree with this hc! ❤️I feel like Benedict will even tell Anthony how Charlotte isn't changing her first name, just her last name so Anthony can in fact still call her "Charlotte" instead of "his wife" all the time 😂 But Anthony will still get heart eyes whenever he calls her that 🥰

But also this is because I can totally see Benedict now transition to “my goddess divine” for Clover WAIT WAIT WAIT-

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS?! ❤️

Ooooh my God, this is such a wonderful idea my love! ❤️😍

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twstinginthewind · 1 year

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Trey & Joker: ❝ every morning i want to wake up hearing your voice, seeing your smile. ❞

Just off of the main street of a lovely Queendom of Roses town, nestled in between a dressmaker and a bookshop, sits the Clover Patisserie. Its large, brightly-lit front windows and cheerful green awnings are a familiar sight to the many fans of their popular baked goods, and the air around the shop always smells sweet and inviting. Tucked above the bakery proper, accessible via a narrow staircase from the back, is a small, tidy apartment, warm and fragrant from the ovens downstairs. This is where the Clover family’s eldest son, Trey, has made himself a home.

Since his graduation, Trey had lived in the little apartment. It was a quiet little haven for him away from the prying questions and eyes of his younger siblings; a place where he could work on perfecting his cooking, where he could read and relax, and where he could entertain guests. Specifically, a place where he could spend time with his girlfriend, Joker.

One of these times was on a grey, rain-streaked late autumn afternoon. Trey had worked an early shift at the bakery, and he and Joker were curled up together on the shabby second-hand couch. They nestled under a quilt he’d owned since he was six, and listened to the rain falling against the windows as they flipped through the Silliams-Wonoma holiday catalog together.

“Look at this,” Joker giggled, running her finger down the glossy page. “A hot and cold multi-speed blender, in ‘red velvet’ finish, four-thousand thaumarks. A full-service, stainless steel coffee maker with built-in milk steamer and bean grinder… five thousand. Full set of enameled cast iron dutch ovens, with an exclusive rose motif.” Her fingertip caressed the photo, longingly. “Oh, those are lovely, honestly. But everything’s so expensive!”

“That’s just how the good stuff is,” Trey sighed. “It’ll last you forever, if you treat it right. But it’ll cost you an arm, both legs, and a kidney.” He turned the page, gazing wistfully at the tabletop pizza oven and limited edition engraved cookie jars. “Doesn’t stop me from wanting half the catalog.”

“Yeah.” Joker snuggled closer to him. “Same here. I mean, I know our families could probably swing some of these, but it feels like so much of it is out of reach.” She shifted her gaze to meet his eyes and pouted. “I hate being on a budget. I got spoiled, working with pro-grade stuff, you know? Now that I know what these things cost, I’m feeling shell shocked.”

Trey looked around the apartment. It was clean and cozy, but it was very obviously the home of a young single person, just starting out. He tightened his arm around Joker’s shoulders, and chuckled. “We should just get married. Set it for the end of the year, put everything we want from this on the registry. Let everyone else pay for it for us.”

Joker laughed. “Yeah, maybe we….” Her voice faded out, and her ears went red. “Wait. Trey?”

“Hm?”

She pulled the quilt closer to her chest as the blush spread across her face. “Are you being serious?”

Trey smirked. “Come on, Joker. What do you think?”

“I don’t know what I think. That’s why I’m asking.”

He ruffled her hair, laughing. “I’m mostly kidding. It’s not a viable plan to get our kitchen stocked up with top-of-the-line things.”

Joker sighed. “Ah.” She tried not to look disappointed.

Trey tilted his head, his expression softening. “Jo?”

“I’m okay, Trey. It just was a bit….” She shrugged, and tried to smile. “A bit too serious a topic for a joke.”

“I didn’t say it to upset you. I’m sorry.” He slid over on the couch, and stood up. “But you’re a little frazzled. Let me make you some tea, to help calm your nerves.”

Joker nodded, smoothing out the quilt over her lap. “That’d be great. Do you have any of the rose-mint blend left?”

“I think so. I’ll go look.” He walked into the kitchen, humming under his breath. Joker heard him switch the kettle on and open a cabinet as she reached for the catalog again. She opened back to the page they left off, and chuckled quietly at the twenty-thaumark pack of decorated marshmallows. Mugs quietly clinked together in the background as she turned the page, and she saw a hand-written note beneath a photo of hideously expensive crystal-accented napkin rings.

“That’s Trey’s handwriting,” she muttered. “But ‘wrong sort’? What does he mean by that?” She pursed her lips. “Is he really considering buying napkin rings?”

“They could class up the place,” Trey joked, walking back from the kitchen with a small tray in his hands. He placed it on the table carefully. Joker breathed in; the smell of the tea was lovely. She looked at the tray. Two mugs, a tiny plate of shortbread cookies, and a small box.

“Heard me, huh?” Joker reached for one of the mugs; the red one with the little chip in the rim that she always used here. “Did you put sugar in?”

“Two cubes, as usual, and yes. Obviously.” He sat down on the couch next to her, perched at the edge of the cushion, and gave her a wry smile. “I have to make sure to get the perfect napkin rings, don’t I?”

Joker blinked at him, blankly, and sipped her tea. “I guess?”

Trey sighed. “I’m kidding, of course.” He picked up the little box, tossing it between his hands. “But, it does help to have some things be perfect. And there are some things I was considering, you know? Life here is pretty good, but it could be better. It could be almost perfect. And I know I joke around a lot about what I want, but I want you to know that right now, I’m not kidding.”

Joker lowered the mug back to the tray. “What do you mean?”

“It’s not napkin rings that I want.” Trey adjusted his glasses. “The things I want, they’re not in some fancy catalog. I want something more important. Like, every morning, I want to wake up hearing your voice, seeing your smile. Every night, I want to kiss you after brushing our teeth, and then turn out the lights. I want to spend the rest of our days together, Joker.”

She caught her breath as he lowered himself from the cushion, onto one knee on the floor. “You’re really not kidding?”

“I’m one hundred percent not kidding.” Trey’s eyes shone warmly up at her, and he opened the box. Inside was a simple, modest ring; three bright round emeralds shone above a silver band. “What do you say? Jo, will you be my wife?”

She couldn’t even form the words; she just nodded and threw herself into his arms, trying to bite back happy tears. She knocked him back onto the floor, and the two of them laughed and laughed, lying on the threadbare rug.

Once they regained their composure, Trey gently took Joker’s hand, and slipped the ring onto her finger. “I guess I did pretty good, huh?”

“You really did, Trey.” Joker looked at him, eyes shining. “No kidding.”

#trey clover #twisted wonderland oc #joker carder #twst oc x canon #joker 🧡 trey #story #fluff #trey clover x oc #further down the timeline

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