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[aroseformyself]

. aubade

kazuha x gn!reader

aubade… a song or poem of lovers parting at dawn

sypnosis: after his friends death, kazuha is fleeing inazuma as a fugitive. oh how humans can be when blinded by emotions.

tw. angst

ethereal.

the word written by kazuha to describe you. it varies day to day, but today was special for one sole reason. his words in the form of a letter sitting on your nightstand.

the sun has not risen yet, but he still sends his regards.

originally you had planned to sleep in, like you always do. however, the letter made your heart stop and pick up your pace in a heartbeat.

not from excitement, but from fear.

with tomo’s passing, and kazuha now a fugitive, anyone with relations to them are in grave danger.

he had warned you to be careful and keep a low profile.

but you cannot, not when his final goodbye to you is through writing. you race down the empty streets while in a half put on kimono, the ties loose and fabrics wrinkled.

you make it, the white haired man is sitting atop the crux. the straw hat he wears sits on his head, it seems he wears it all the time now.

beidou stands on the deck commanding the men and women around.

you stop at the deck and pant from the run. beidou seems to sense you, because she turns around and grins, “ah, you made it just in time! kazuha! c’mon, [name’s] here t’say bye!” she yells up at kazuha.

beidou looks back at you sympathetically, she places her hand on your shoulder and whispers, “i promise to bring him back safely.”

and with that she walks away, packing up boxes onto the crux.

kazuha’s whistling finally reaches your ears, and you look back up at him. but he is not there.

the whistling slowly gets louder until a gust of wind hits you from behind. a small green leaf floats above your head and towards the ship.

you turn around, kazuha’s amused face greets you. he opens his arms for you, “i didn’t expect you to wake up so early, you rarely do.”

you hug him back, “do you really have to go?” the tears welling up in your eyes served as the answer, the answer you knew, but did not have the heart to say.

“[name], i’ll be back.” kazuha let’s go of the hug and rests his hands on your shoulders.

the back of your throat itches for you to yell at him, to cry, to do something to let your emotions out. but you do not, you simply look down and swallow back your tears.

“[name] it’s okay to let emotions breathe, if they don’t they’ll drown.” his voice, too calm for someone parting with a lover, does not soothe you.

“i hate when you do that, i hate when you act so calm when the situation couldn’t be any less stressful. i hate it, i hate it.”

kazuha seems to encourage your outburst of feelings, “i know. but i promise, when i come back, we’ll be together forever.”

the white haired man cups your face, wiping your tears form your cheeks, and brings his lips to yours. they barely graze before a breeze replaces him.

“kazuha?” you look around, but the anchor being lifted from the water is all the confirmation you need.

you turn and see kazuha already staring at you, but beneath his somber appearance is light. perhaps even hope.

you barely make it out, but he mouths the words, ‘i promise’. the burst of emotions is brought down by confusion for a moment, until he points the his left ring finger. a silver ring sits on it, you glance down at your own.

the sky is painted orange, and birds sing their songs for all to hear. but it is not just the birds, it is the wind as well, the winds song speaks to you. and at that moment you realize his true promise.

a silver ring sits on your finger.

#angst? #aroseformyself #genshin #kazuha x reader #kazuha

[aroseformyself]

. falling asleep in the back seat

their coat brings warmth to you, as a make-shift blanket. they keeps their eyes on the road but constantly look back to see your sleeping face. when they get back home, they turn around and just admire you. and when it is time for you to wake up their give you kisses on your forehead. they apologize for having to wake you.

mammon, leviathan, kaeya, cyno, jean, wriothesley, chiori, ganyu, shenhe, ace, deuce, ruggie, riddle, azul, […]

ever since the first time you fell asleep in the passenger seat, they have had everything planned. two blankets, one for you to sleep on and one to wrap around you, and a bunch of pillows. they love you dearly and it shows. they carry you, blankets still around you, back inside and lay you on the bed. love and admiration present in their eyes.

lucifer, satan, diluc, childe, zhongli, lisa, xianyun, ningguang, alhaitham, neuvillette, ayato, malleus, sebek, jamil, trey, jade, vil, […]

they prefer you sleep in the passenger seat, maybe it is not as comfy but they want to have physical contact with you. their hand on your thigh, rubbing their thumb over it. you leaning on that same arm for support as your eyes get heavier. and when you fall asleep, a sweet kiss is placed on your cheek.

beelzebub, kaveh, tighnari, xiao, itto, yae, beidou, furina, jack, epel, floyd, rook, lilia, […]

. bonus

falls asleep with you while someone else is driving, they cuddle up to you as close as they can get. their arms positioned tightly around you.

belphie, asmodeus, cater, kalim, leona, silver, […]

#obey me #obey me x reader #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #genshin #genshin x reader #aroseformyself #imagines

[aroseformyself]

. let me see ya move !¡

sypnosis: after your friends had hyped you up you finally decide to go to a club with them. however, a man followed you and he doesn’t seem all that nice. (freader)

w. suggestive

“she said ima criminal…!”

“c’mon [name]! you’re always at home, it’s so boring without you!” your friends whining never seems to cease.

“i personally don’t think it makes a difference, you’ll still come home drunk. wether i’m there or not it doesn’t seem to matter to you at the end of the day.”

“you’re such a buzzkill…” your friend sighs, her gaze drifting off to the bags she picked up while shopping the other day.

you follow her eyes and find the bag, pure white with a small logo in black printed on it. but the otherwise plain bag sat on the bench next to your door.

glancing back at your friends, you perceive at the last moment how they subtly smirk at eachother.

“what’s that look for?” you sigh.

“well we got you a dress that matches our outfits.”

that was low, playing on your feelings. now you feel kind of bad that they planned so far ahead. but, you know that is exactly what they want you to think.

you give in anyway.

booming music falls upon you from all sides, a busty crowd surrounds you and the blinding lights do not help you navigate your surroundings at all. it has only been a few minutes since you entered with your friends, yet you have already lost them. pain shoots through your head. a headache.

standing near the bar, you awkwardly drink a fruity drink. you have never been one to drink much. but perhaps it will make this night less painful for you.

after a while of doing nothing and being to scared to approach anyone, you decide to navigate the best you can through the club.

you are not used to the loud music, the headache you gained has not gone away. it felt as if your brain was pounding against your skull.

you squeeze past the final people blocking your exit. you trip as a girl elbows you, “watch where you’re going!” it is obvious she has had a few too many drinks.

you apologize, walking slowly to the exit, it is less crowded in this area, but there are still some people lingering. loners.

out of all of them, one of them catches your eyes. a tanned man with white hair. an odd combination of looks that you thought were only in the anime’s.

the man wearing a white button up, half unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. and his jacket over his shoulder. which reminds you, it is hot in here. and simple black pants.

the pounding headache comes back and you stumble over your feet.

before you hit the ground you feel hands on your shoulders. with your head down you can only see their black shoes and pants, paired with a deep voice,“hey, ya alright?”

you lift your head and dazedly look at the man who caught you. “ah i’m fine… thank you…” it’s the man you were eyeing earlier. his blue-yellow gradient eyes stare down at you.

your hazy mind blocks out the loud music, the bodies on the dance floor, the bright lights, even his voice.

he helps you get your footing back. which snaps you out of your daze and you shake your head, trying to fight off the drink in your system.

“thanks,” you say, unaware that you have said it before.

“want me to help ya get back to yer ride?” the mans words roll of his tongue as if he has done this a million times before.

“no. no i-i dont need help.” in truth you did, but your friends were the only ones you trusted. sure he was hot but he could be a psychopath for all you know.

after your declining, you waddle your way out the door, the music becoming muffled as you get farther and farther away.

you hug your jacket around you as the breeze hits you.

the street is crowded but nothing like the club, which you are greatful for. even half drunk you somehow find your way back to your apartment building.

the headache that had faded comes back, pounding at your head, “damnit dad.” you curse your father for having frequent migraines.

you lean against the wall of a building, your apartment is not far away, a few meters and you would be infront of it.

however the painful spring in your head forced you to pause.

your ragged breathing becomes worse, you lean your head back on the solid surface behind you.

abruptly your shoulder is grabbed, maybe it was not so smart to stand near the alleyway. the mysterious figure tries to pull you.

but you’re quick to turn around and grip his wrist tight, prepared to fight. when you see it is the man from the club.

except the glint of the knife in his right hand tells you he is not friendly.

“heya, doll.” a smirk forms on his lips. he has done this a million times. hasnt he?

the adrenaline pulsing through your veins makes you kick his groin, the only relatively harmful thing you could do.

you run into the alleyway, you know about the door on the side of the building that leads to the reception desk, they could help you.

you rush towards the door, ignoring the groans of pain form the man. you shaky hands grab the doorknob and twist as hard as you can.

it does not open.

you bang on the door, noticing the cries of pain form the tanned man have stopped.

you mind raced with the thoughts of pain he could inflict. and you do not know if it was the alcohol in your system, or maybe your friends hyping you up earlier.

but you turned around, facing the man who was wobbling his way over. gripping his wrists as he tries to stab you, you kiss him.

your eyes closed tight. you were clumsy, it’s not like this was your first kiss but you were not one to make out.

only when you hear the clink of the knife dropping from his hand is when you stop, pulling away.

you note your lipgloss on his lips and your face heats up more than it was already.

suddenly he grabs your cheeks and pulls you into another kiss.

“whata.. dirty.. tactic..” he mumbled in between kisses. you tried pulling away, only to be met with more force.biting your bottom lip. he slipped his tongue into your mouth, and began exploring your cavern, soon your wet muscles tangled together.

your entire body was uncomfortably sandwiched against the door and his. your fingers grip his wrists still, not that you notice, but he sure does.

finally he pulls away, string of spit connecting your lips.

“yaknow what doll, i’ll give ya grace this once.” his expression changes quickly when he realizes you do not know what he’s taking about, a smirk settling on his lips at your confused expression.

“names mammon, remember it dollface, ‘cause yer gonna be screamin’ it later.”

this took me way too long 💀 anyway reblogs and likes are appreciated! next up is the baal x freader fic so look out for it!!

#obey me #obey me mammon #mammon #x reader #mammon x reader #obey me shall we date #aroseformyself

[aroseformyself]

[aroseformyself]

atheist mc: thank god-

simeon: it is time to go to heaven my child

brothers: 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

atheist mc: hey whatre you doing-

simeon: dont fight

atheist mc: stop it stop-

simeon: *draggin them to heaven*

atheist mc: AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

[aroseformyself]

yandere twst au !¡

heartslabyul | savanaclaw | octavinelle | scarabia | pomfiore | ignihyde | diasomnia | genshin version

⚠️tw: bullying, violence, nsfw, blackmail, yandere, noncon/dubcon, mc is depicted to be small and fragile (im not even like that but it fits with the theme), reader is gn for half then afab for nsfw

. K A L I M A L - A S I M !¡

. the oblivious stalker

. stats

easily angered: 1/10 physical capability: 4/10 gullibility: 8/10 sexual sadism: 1/10

kalim is not used to being told no, so when mc tells him no to hanging out AND leaves him alone after you reject his request, mc can only imagine how confused he is. kalim is one of the most delusional yanderes which can be very dangerous given his position with being rich and all. but lucky for kalim, you can’t avoid him (not that he knew you were avoiding him) when he and jamil go to the library for a tutor session. jamil leaves for a second and comes back after a while, which obviously sparks curiosity in kalim. when he asks however, he doesn’t get a good answer, “nothing important, get back to reading.” kalim doesn’t like not getting his way, so he decides to check it out later, pretending to have to go to the bathroom. this better work because he used all his brainpower on this idea. when he finds mc in the rows of books he smiles and greets mc as if they hadn’t met before. but they walk away again, annoyed.

kalim doesn’t understand what being ignored is because of everyone always giving him attention. so he continues to pursue mc in the halls even though you try to avoid him. until one day he overhears jamil talking to himself about meeting with mc, and he feels anger? he does not like how you talk to jamil and not him, what does jamil have that he doesn’t? kalim suddenly starts trying to watch over how jamil does everything, attempting to mimic his actions when he gets to see mc. like cooking, kalim tries cooking mc a cake of peace to make you like him. but ends up in a disaster because the kitchen would have burned down if not for jamil jumping in and saving him. kalim asks jamil to help him cook something for mc.

when mc comes to scarabia because jamil invited them, kalim is ecstatic. he isn’t happier when he finally gets to hug mc, and talk to them. even if he keeps spacing out. fastforward, jamil overblotted, and kalim felt horrible he couldn’t be there to protect mc. even when he did get back, mc had been violated by jamil. mc now gets overflowing gifts from kalim as payment, jewelry, clothes, help with re-building ramshackle. anything they want they just have to ask. but when mc denies this, saying they can’t do that, it’d be unfair, kalim AND jamil are shocked. kalim now admires mc even more now because of their selflessness. but still, he insists saying there must be one thing they desperately want or need.

mc finally gives in and says re-building ramshackle would be nice. and immediately kalim gets to work calling people who can help mc out with theur problem. and the next week is followed by ramshackle getting remodled into a better and non-creaky house. (much to someone elses dismay). mc continually thanks kalim for helping them out, and kalim tries to tell them it’s fine. mc tries to repay him and kalim chooses to make mc his friend, meaning they won’t run away from him.

. J A M I L V I P E Я !¡

. the believes hes doing it for a good cause

. stats

easily angered: 3/10 physical capability: 6/10 gullibility: 1/10 sexual sadism: 6/10

jamil met mc in the library, he often comes here with kalim to study. or at least try to help kalim study. he noted your presence when mc, embarrassingly, tripped and knocked over some books off a shelf, jamil, who had been on the other side of the shelf searching for a new book. was forced into helping mc put them back. even though he tried his best to walk away quickly. he ended up helping them up, scolding mc on being careful afterwards then retreating back to kalim and letting out a long sigh. he honestly didn’t like mc, they were just as oblivious as kalim was, yet mcs face is always stoic… he found it odd, and decided to keep tabs on mc for kalims sake.

mc and jamil both always happen to run into each other at the library, and sit at the same table. not next to each other or anything, he’s over thinking about you wanting to get close to kalim, while poor mc is just trying to find a lead on their homeland. insert montage of multipule days going by and jamil and mc slowly inching towards each other. until one day, they sit mext to each other, no words exchanged, just listening contently to the instrumental music playing in the background. mc and jamil both glance st each other from time to time. neither ever making eye contact but content with the silence, and eventually jamil has to speak up because mc feels way to vulnerable in fromt of him. jamil asks if they cam taste test this new recipe for him, during winter break and possibly stay at scarabia since ramshackle is very old. mc agrees, jamil would dare care them naive for taking such an offer with someone they barely know. so easy to trap…

mc notifies grim about scarabia and they say their byes to everyone. as they finish they head to the kitchen because of grims starving stomach. and help the scarabia students cook. jamil continues to control kalim because he believes that he’s doing this for his sake, mc could still very much want to kill him. althought he has no proof… jamil sends the residents of scarabia to lock mc in the guest room. mc now fully doubts kalim and jamil since they can’t leave scarabia. they have a weird dream of jamil caressing their hair and whispering to them which freaks them out. the walks tire out mc more than the other students and kalim stops “spacing out” for one second, just enough for him to allow mc to climb onto the elephant with him. mc is scared of kalim because of all the yelling he’s already done, but they can’t refuse. jamil silently smirks to himself.

when the octotrio come into play and save mc (albeit they scared), jamil overblots. sending the others to the edge of scarabia, keeping mc and grim, grim was tied up and sitting in a small cage and mc was wearing a deep red, silky, pants and crop top. mc was uncomfy but acted along for the sake of not getting hypnotized. mc was forced to feed jamil grapes and sit on his lap, while the resident took orders from jamil. soon power gets way into jamils head and he asks mc to give him compliments. mc, seeing their “friends” back, plays along and ends up kissing him when kalim accidentally knocks over grims cage. a successful distraction and jamil gets knocked out by floyd who swung a platter way to hard. when jamil wakes up he can only apologize for his actions and repay mc…

(slight nsfw!¡)

you look out into the desert, your friends getting sent so far back they are out of sight. you force yourself not to sink onto your knees and stand up, facing jamil yourself. jamil smirks, waving his hand in grims direction and bringing him into the air, “hey! hey!” grim shouts, flailing around.

”wait! don’t hurt him!” you put your hands up in front of you, waving them back and forth to get the point across. jamil stops smirking, and glances st grim, “and what will you do to repay me for it?”

off the top of your head you can’t think of anything, so you went with, “anything—anything you want…” the last part is a mere whisper. jamil takes it though, locking grim up in a cage and putting a tie around him. you sigh, relieved for a second, until jamil wraps a hand around you and brings you closer. you feel the clothes around you slowly change into silk, a deep red, “i always knew red fit you better.” jamil stated, referring to when kalim gave you a blue outfit.

jamil slowly pulls you into his lap, and you followed thinking it was better to go along then be controlled. jamil buried his face in the crook of your neck, and softly cupped your heat, making a little gasp come out of you. you reflexively gripped his arm and attenpted to pull it away. jamil started rubbing his finger against you through the silk. you glance at grim to see him still struggling with his eyes closed, you really don’t want him to see you like this. “j-jamil…!” you cried, trying to stop him.

jamil didn’t stop, “can i rub one out of you? are you truly that sensitive?” he asked condescendingly, and he could, within seconds you were coming around nothing. your face heated up, and jamil cooed at you, “aw, don’t feel bad, i find it extremely cute.” as if it were making you feel better.

jamil turns you around, holding your heat against him, “jamil…” you choke back a sob, you glance over at grim and see him faced the other way, staring at your friends! they came back! …you can only hope they didn’t witness that mess…

kalim swiftly grabs grims cage but drops it to the floor with a loud bang, jamil is about to turn around when you kiss him. floyd comes from behind, knocking him out.

after jamil apologizes and explains his sad backstory, the octotrio decide to take you and grim back to ramshackle. azul holds grim while the furball sleeps, walking beside you while the tweels follow close behind. however, you realize you never should have trusted them,

when floyd slides a hand down your pants and presses his fingers against you, “poor shrimpys got their boxers/panties fuullllll of cum~”…

#smut #twisted wonderland smut #twisted wonderland #aroseformyself #yandere twisted wonderland #jamil x reader #kalim x reader

[aroseformyself]

renegade

sypnosis: should’ve listened to them, don’t you know what he is…? (gn!reader)

“keep your eyes on mine…”

for days, at midnight every night, you went to the library.

the peaceful aura of you being the only one out, reading your favorite genre. just you and the high shelves that house books upon them.

you felt as if you were in beauty and the beast. as cliche as it is.

the shelves crowd you as you walk past them, though no ones is here with you, you stay silent.

you hug your old cardigan around you, the school gets quite cold at night, not that it’s not cold during daylight.

your hand reaches out to grab a book from the shelf.

however, like the flicker of a flame, you retract your arm when a subtle shifting sound becomes audible to you.

on the count of three; you turn around. and see nothing. a breath you didn’t realize you were holding in fell from your mouth.

barely audible, but something must’ve heard it as the sound of light footsteps stepping on the ground redirected themselves away from you.

slowly but surely, you approach the edge of the bookshelf, following the noise. half of your face peeks out from the corner. you see nothing, just books and there holders. 

no one was there.

your fear has been reduced, and now you wander the halls in the library.

whatever is there, if it’s running away from you of all people, a magicless “exchange” student. you are assuming they don’t plan on hurting you.

hastily picking up your speed around the blocks in your way, faint footsteps running away from you keeps your curiosity up high.

abruptly the booming sound of a large door slamming and quick footsteps following it down the hall outside interrupted your thoughts.

you stare at the doors, motionless as the mysterious person leaves.

it was a friday night, cold and stormy night as always.

you kiss grim on the forehead, “goodnight.”

you know he’s always asleep by this time, however it feels right to see it.

steadily racing downstairs, you attempt to not wake grim. the ghosts sit on the couch, their transparent figured slowly turning over to look at you.

“library?” they take a “wild” guess.

“library.” you reply, half excited that you

might find the mysterious person who’s been lurking.

“you seem more excited than the other times…” the ghosts smile turns into a smirk, “find a date?”

“no.” a tick mark sneaks itself under your eye.

“yeah well settle down, “tsunotaro” is here. he’s been waiting for you.”

you blink, processing the information, an inaudible curse falls from your lips. 

“you eavesdropper!” the tick mark grows on your cheek.

“relax, we only heard some stuff.”

ignoring them, you hastily tie up your shoes and open the door. you scan for him, and see him sitting on the steps as you always had.

“tsunotaro!” shutting the door behind you, you sit next to him.

“your aura seems to be rushed.” his face looks calm, staring down at you.

“actually i was kinda thinking of going to the library…!”

“we can go together if you would like.”

you do not have the heart to tell him no. and you don’t, malleus and you venture to the library as you show him some of your favorite books and have a genuine time with him.

however, the person does not come. no hint at someone creeping follows you.

perhaps the man who stands before is scaring them off…?

or perhaps not.

as you walk down the hall back to your dorm, you catch briefly, out of the side of your eye.

a figure rounds the opposite corner.

they were there…?

the next day you leave off for the library, in search of the person who has found you in your solitude.

you walk calmly over to your normal spot, climb the latter and grab a big book.

in hopes of attracting the person, you let it fall from your grasp this time and land on the floor. creating a bang sound. 

you hop down the latter and grab your book, you sit on the big book of nothing important and open yours.

you wait patiently.

and wait more.

and a little more.

soon enough, you’ve fallen into deep slumber on the book which you mistakenly thought was hard and sturdy. however, it appeared to be quite comfortable.

when you wake to the clock striking twelve, the loud clicking of the clock alarms your mind that an hour has passed.

you sit up, but the crinkling of paper stops you. not from the books, but rather under your shoe?

you look down and see a piece of paper. on it written,

“im not here for games.”

you study the note, specially looking for the hand writing to memorize it however you find something else.

it is erased but still half visible, 

‘;)’

they are.

you hold the note while waking down the halls, the penmenship is somewhat generic but with sharper edges.

so it brings up only one question.

“who writes like this?” you present the note to the duo on either side of you, but grim chimes in too.

“nyah, like i know.”

“i wasn’t asking you.”

“…”

the adeuce duo stare at it for a while, deuce breaks his gaze away first, “i dont know? why?”

“im trying to find this person. no reason important.”

before all hope is lost, ace wraps his arm around your shoulder, “eh i might know. what do i get for it though?”

“i can send tsunotaro after you or not, which do you prefer?” you flaunt the nickname, something you know ace can’t.

just as a reminder.

you know you’re not supposed to be using your friendship like this however, it’s ace.

“yeah okay, but i need to double check.” you grin at his response.

ace sits on the bench, sipping from his water bottle.

“you smell horrible.” jamil throws a towel at him while walking back to discuss with other teammates.

“wha- that’s floyd!” ace points to said man beside him.

said man also ignores him and runs off as a certain red-head passes by the gym, “gold fishy!”

“poor riddle… anyway can i see your notes?” ace says smoothly, but he panics when he sees that no one is beside him.

he jumps up from the bench, and searches through the crowd at players. “hey yknow where jamil went?” he asks a random person.

they direct him to the back of the bleachers. where he sees a peek at jamils tied up hair and his teammate.

he moves up, climbing the squeaky stairs to jamil, “yo jamil!”

“what now.” jamil did not sound pleased as he turned to face ace.

“can i see your notes?” carrot top asks innocently, grinning at him.

“why?” the brunette sounded genuinely confused.

“i didn’t take mine.” ace keeps smiling stupidly.

“we don’t share classes.”

“…right…”

“so did you find out?” you question, expecting something. anything at all.

“ah…” ace’s face fell, “no…”

“oh my god, i have to do everything around here.” you say, irritated, “well thanks for trying.” you pat ace on the head.

“i think it’s jamil.” ace says, “i saw his writing once, but i can’t be sure so if it’s not don’t blame me!” he quickly backs up his previous statement.

“really?” you know it’s not like you know each other or like the other. but it’d be nice to have another friend to read with.

the day is sunday, dreary at ramshackle, and only somewhat nicer at the college’s main building.

you make sure to grab your cardigan, really the only other thing that can keep you semi-warm.

heading out to the library, your mind full of hope that would find them. and you were prepared to tackle them if you had too.

you decide to sit at the center tables for once. watching the shelves carefully, watching for someone.

sighing silently and looking down at your book.

for a while, nothing happened, the only thing happening was in your book.

until a shadow moved at the back of the shelves. you only caught it in time to see the end of their hair, they have black hair.

maybe ace was right this time…?

you stand up and walk to the opposite side you’re usually on.

 creeping to the edge, turning sharply, only to see nothing but dust floating in the air.

but the dust went in a certain direction. faint footsteps are heard soon, because they started running.

i run past the walls, turning sharply around the corners.

the footsteps run up stairs, and you follow. you disregard the noise you create.

you hear a thud, as if someone dropped a book. it is hard to tell if it was on purpose or not.

loosing track of the footsteps from the echoing, you trip.

you look down at what tripped you, and a book sat on the ground right below your foot.

you move your gaze to the doors, or in there direction, as they slam shut. you glare at them.

“rude.” you roll your eyes and examine the book.

the book had a bookmark in it. or at least your thought it was a bookmark.

you open the book to the page, the book mark was a note.

“nice try ;)”

this time the winky face was not erased, “getting bolder are we?” you chuckle at your words.

you read the page, wondering if there’s anymore meaning.

the only thing that stands out to you is that the book is romance.

perhaps insinuating something?

“im thinking way to hard about this.” you sigh.

monday, most boring day of the week next to tuesday.

you wait patiently through the day, listening to everyone ramble around you until you reach night.

you drag your feet to the library. a pit in your stomach fills with discourage as no sound emanates in the room.

however, maybe they’ll show up.

you sit at the top floor the moonlight shines through the window, putting your head down, as if asleep.

your new plan.

after a long time, or at least what feels like a long time, you hear the door open, you squint open ur eye. just a peek.

no ones there, they must be on the other side of the library. you stay silent.

the chair beside you, the one you can not see, slides. it startles you a bit, but you stay still and silent.

you hear them open a book, gentle breaths leave your mouth. your small puffs of air turn into a small hitch for breath. as something has interrupted the peaceful silence.

“the moon is beautiful tonight, isn’t it?”

a smooth voice resonates beside you.

the question forced you to move your head in your arms, staring at the person.

his long dark hair and brown skin give him away immediately, “jamil…”

the moonlight shone on his face and gave him harsh highlights and shadows.

your face feels warm as he glances at you, “i would appreciate an answer.”

“ah, i guess it is pretty.” you say, thinking nothing of it.

jamil sighs, like he has many times before, “you don’t understand do you?”

“huh…?”

jamil leans in close, your face mere centimeters away, “i like you.”

your eyes widen as he continues, “i thought i was dropping hints…” he seems to be a little embarrassed.

you close the gap between you, your lips connecting.

you weren’t over thinking it.

#twst x mc #twst jamil #aroseformyself #twisted wonderland #twst

[aroseformyself]

little sneak peek to new fic im working on.

“for a while, nothing happened, the only thing happening was in your book.

until a shadow moved at the back of the shelves. you only caught it in time to see the end of their hair, they were a brunette.

maybe ace was right this time…?”

#twst x mc #lemon0bear11 #twisted wonderland #twst

[aroseformyself]

Lmao imagine yuu almost signing the contract and the sha has one moment of brightness and is like ‘no, I’m not signing that’

Octavinelle trio: what?

allow me

the ink of the quill is mesmerizing, how the black ink flashes golden for a single second.

you scan over the contract again, the words printed carefully onto the old looking paper. the kind pirates would use for maps, or perhaps official contracts is what it’s used for.

you think about it and glance at azul, the tweels standing behind him aon either side. their smiles creepy, making you have second thoughts.

but before you can even get through your entire thought, azul interrupts, “go on, sign.”

you look back down the paper, gripping the feather and quill tight, pressing it onto the paper and…

you let the ink pool into a small puddle of blackness on the paper.

“i change my mind.”

“…”

the glare of light covers azuls eyes. you glance at the leech twins and see them still smiling, but now from amusment.

your sweat drops as you glance back at azul.

“ah,” azul pushes his glasses up, perhaps to cover his face, “i see. i do hope you reconsider-”

“nah, i’m good.” you smirk as you see azul’s left eye twitch.

“alright then.” azul is trying to act unbothered, yet you can tell he is.

the tweels leave the room, and their laughter is evident from the other side of the room.

you leave octavinelle.

“how did it go?!” adeuce ask hastily.

“bad he tried to force me into a contract that would enslave me and who would be stupid enough to ever sign that? am i right?” you smile at them.

adeuce are visibly saddened,

“oh right you.”

#twisted wonderland #twst

[aroseformyself]

NHAAA CAUSE THERE IS JUST NO WAY I WOULD SACRIFICE MYSELF FOR THOSE TWO IDIOTS THEY MADE THEIR GRAVE THEY LAY ON IT (I’m talking about octavinelle yandere post, wonderful wrinting❤️❤️)

tysm love 🤭❤️

but same i woulda left them in the lounge to rot 💀

#lemon0bear11

[aroseformyself]

yandere twst au !¡

heartslabyul | savanaclaw | octavinelle | scarabia | pomfiore | ignihyde | diasomnia | genshin version

⚠️tw: bullying, violence, nsfw, blackmail, yandere, noncon/dubcon, mc is depicted to be small and fragile (im not even like that but it fits with the theme), reader is gn for half then fem

. A Z U L A S H E N G R O T T O !¡

. the obsessed clingy stalker !¡

. stats

easily angered: 5/10 physical capability: 4/10 gullibility: 5/10 sexual sadism: 4/10

azul is an business man, he knows his way to get someone to fall apart and has dirt and almost everyone. and if he doesnt the moment he finds a weakness he will exploit it with all his power. considering this info, once azul finds out mc is living in ramshackle, the perfect little hang out for the monstro lounge AND is magicless. azul will definitely find a weakness, a insecurity, or even a fear and attempt to force mc into a contract.

however, when mc refuses, azul can’t believe it. he had just offered them the offer of a lifetime, money and a confortable place to stay, but they refused. they didn’t even read the fine print (which would make mc an employee of the lounge).

azul is fuming because of this and almost throws a tantrum before the twins calm him down, saying they’ll take care of it. azul had a realization, the twins will find a way to force you into the contract, either they annoy you so much you sign just to get floyd to stop seeking you out in the halls. or to get jade to stop trying to feed you random foods and drinks that he swears are not “poisonous and harmful”.

so when the twins come back empty handed after weeks, you can understand his confusion and frustration. even though he’s offered you a great deal (minus you being an employee) and the twins annoying you so much, you should be running back, wanting him to stop the torture. he expected you to give up the first time he offered, or even run to him earlier, especially since your magicless.

he doesn’t get it, anyone else except a select few would have given up by now, so why didn’t mc?! they just keep going on with that old house that is one sneeze away from falling apart. it makes his blood boil that he can’t figure them out, “perhaps they’ve already planned for all of this!” azul said to jade, but jade shook his head, saying its impossible for someone as weak as mc to think that far ahead. they were thrown into a world of magic, surely they couldn’t have seen anything coming. but they are stoic all the time around azul and the twins…

mc not talking to them and lowley avoiding azul has lead all these thoughts about them to bubble up in azuls mind. it had him second guessing his moves for the first time, re-thinking how things will play out. but azul has a revelation, mc would be a powerful ally to octavinelle and could be a powerful business partner. as long as he plays his cards right mc will be his.

and unknowingly of mc, they’ve stuck themselves in azuls brain, permanently. while they were just trying to save themselves, they ended up falling deeper in, in the process. azul had become obsessed with them, so much so that he wanted them by his side forever, to never leave and stay with him at all times.

”what a poor unfortunate soul, but fret not, l/n, let’s make a deal.”

. J A D E L E E C H !¡ . F L O Y D L E E C H !¡

. the sadist stalkers !¡

. stats

easily angered: 2/10 easily angered: 6/10 physical capability: 7/10 physical capability: 8/10 gullibilty: 1/10 gullibility: 5:10 sexual sadism: 4/10 sexual sadism: 7/10

jade is majors in strength, intelligence, and communication. he acts very gentlemanly, and masks almost everything up with a smile. considering this he. is midly shocked when azul comes into the lounge about to cry because of a little migicless mc from another world. he heard about the mc because gossip at NRC spreads quicker than wild fire. he knows about them being form another world, one without magic above everything else. so why would azul be so frustrated by a little thing like that?

it all starts to make sense when azul goes and comments on everything mc did to avoid him, saying things like “they’ve had to have known” which makes his interest in mc burn. jade like things he finds interesting and loves testing them. so you’ve been put on his radar to look out for (same with floyd). when he does get tired of azuls whining he decides it’s best to see for himself. little did he know, mc is a master of evading, whenever mc saw him they would immediately walk forward, a stoic expression on mcs face, acting as if they were so focused on something else, they weren’t thinking of the world around them. and of course he didn’t run after them, he would have looked like a fool, running after a random person in the middle of the campus. then there was mcs annoying so called “friends” who were invading personal space and always around them.

as if mc running away all the time wasn’t bad enough, they’re friends also didn’t seem to fond of jade. so they ran away to! jade was now trapped in a position either to suck it up and go to floyd, admitting he had trouble with mc, or find a time where mc would actually approach him. option one was the quickest, and time is somethign they don’t have with everyone starting to like mc. especially the animals from savanaclaw.

when jade asked floyd to help out, he didn’t expect floyd to literally tackle mc into the wall and squeeze really tight. and on top of that, mcs stoic facade breaking and their eyes watering was the most important thing to think about. if they do have the ability to have emotions, why cover it up? jade kept the thought in the back of his mind.

floyd is a moody teen who likes seeing peoples reactions specifically people he’s interested in, which now includes “shrimpy” or mc. he wants to see them all, all the expressions and emotions they are capable of. so while jade asked mc a few questions regarding their cooperation with azul and the price they want to become an emplyee of the lounge, he noted floyd’s hands wandering all over their body. when one of his twins hands went to their thigh and gave it a slight squeeze before almost sliding up into their shorts which caused mc to let out a breathy gasp, is when he decided it was enough. telling floyd to knock it off before someone comes over. (not bc he hard)

when jade and floyd come back to azul’s office to tell him they finally got what they needed, they can tell azul has been over thinking. and as amusing as it is, they can aslo tell he has a new place in his life for mc. but the thought of mc is enticing, who can blame him? even the twins have taken a new liking to mc, but the question is, how is mc going to deal with them.

fem!reader

now azul, jade, and floyd are tasked with finding a plan that you won’t be able to tinker with. one that is simply ingenious. and your friends are the perfect targets. floyd first suggested just enslaving the school and you along with it, and azul and jade built from that, taking the exam to their advantage, azul made fake exam cards and fake answers for the dtudents to study with, the ones who didn’t make it to top 50 were toast and the ones that did weren’t free to leave leave. of course they suspected you wouldn’t fall for that, but you weren’t the target.

ace trappolla amd deuce spade, your closest friends fell for it in an instant, and didn’t tell you. just how they thought it would play out. azul felt great in his glory, no more times that you can make him second guess himself.

you couldn’t believe the smug looks on their faces when they saw you walking into azul’s office after you your friends failed. azul started by questioning how your day went, and you harshly replied with “horrible”. but it didn’t seem to make even a dent in his facade, he just chuckled and proposed an offer you couldn’t refuse. freeing your friends and you taking their place, and of course you said yes, you were just to innocent for this school if you thought they would just make you a forced emplyee.

and oh how they wished to ruin that innocence. the first day of your job was saturday, so you weren’t expecting anything out of the ordinary to happen, all you had to do is take people orders and give them said orders. pretty easy, and since it was a weekend you didn’t have any work for school to do. however what you did NOT expect floyd to be following you around, monitoring you and all your movements. so when you accidentally dropped a drink, floyd hugging you while saying, “oh~ look who messed up!” wasn’t a surprise, but floyd dragging you back to azul and setting you down on his table, while jade walked in.

. slight nsfw !¡

you frantically tried to defending yourself by explaining what had happened thinking they were mad with you, “i didn’t mean to-” but azul cut you off, holding a finger to your lips.

“as you know our supplies are limited until we can bring in more at the end of the week.” but it is the end of the week, your sweat drops as floyd stand behind you, his hands graze your thigh. “we require payments and sense you are in no position to pay in full. we must take it from you in other ways…” his evil smirk did nothing to calm you, are they gonna beat me up? you thought, as floyd’s hands gripped your thighs tightly. but your heart dropped when his hands moved toward your inner thigh, prying them open despite your protests. “hush now, it’ll feel good, i promise.”

you need a safe place to escape to. perhaps savanaclaw will work?

#twisted wonderland #twst x reader #smut #twst smut #lemon0bear11 #azul ashengrotto #floyd leech #jade leech

[aroseformyself]

taiju tried to drown yazuha and hakkai and then said he was baptising them

#tokyo revengers #ken wakui told me

[aroseformyself]

Request:

MC meets Rook for the first time and the two just click, Rook even calls them his soulmate. As charged and romantic as their first meeting was MC requests that they take things slow and get to know one another rather than jumping into a relationship. Rook agrees to their terms and the two part for their respective dorms.

Unfortunately the two are left with a little problem: unbridled horniness. The cold shower isn't doing Rook any favors and he ends up moaning MC's name in the pillow, humping the mattress desperate to get himself off. Poor MC is in a similar predicament and is thankful that they were the sole human resident of Ramshackle. (AFAB reader please)

im a slave 4 you

rook steps into his cold shower, his breath hitching as the cold water envelops his entire body.

his tense shoulders slowly relaxing unfer the pressure of the water hitting his back.

his closed eyes shutting tightly as he imagines. he only had the chance to meet you once. but something about you was addicting.

perhaps the way you would push your hair back to keep it from falling in front of your eyes as you look at something. or the way you feel compelled to nod along as someones talking, it’s so adorable. you really think you look interested?

rook can tell, it’s all one big phony attitude. he could watch you moaning into your pillow forever. but alas, you made a request.

you shift under his gaze, his almost-robotic smile throwing you off. your hands tighten around his mouth, keeping him from coming any closer. you can feel his grip falter for a second on your body. his tilted head signals he’s confused.

you clicked so perfectly at the start, he was way to confused as to why you would block his kiss. he promised it would be nothing else. 

even if it meant he would have to go home and jack off, just for you since it made you so uncomfortable.

you shake your head, your face heating up, “uhm i mean i want to take it slow.” ohhh~ how adorable of you. you want to take things slow with him? even though he wanted to go faster than you, relationships are all about compromises to fit both persons needs.

if you wish, things can be taken slow. rook is in no rush to get to fourth base in such a hurry. however…

it would help his new predicament.

rook hunt. the person not faltered by anything, has crumbled behind the walls of his room.

desperately rubbing himself upon his pillow while wearing an oversized shirt you barely wore.

he convinced himself you wouldnt miss it if he took it, you’ve never mentioned liking it or anything like that. and besides what kind of favorite shirt is thrown into a pile at the back of your closet?

he fastens his thrusts and chases his high, moving the shirt down and cumming all over it.

rook sighs as he pants, calming himself down, off to clean off his seed with a towel. the shower won’t do him any good anyways.

rook could have never imagined—

—that you were just as bad as him.

you lie on your bed, moving your fingers in and out as quick as you can while shoving your face into your pillow and imagining it’s rook.

you think of him, his arms that weren’t particulsrly muscular but strong nontheless. the same that hugged you  tightly, while his warm lips kissed your face all over and left kiss marks on your face. the same that you felt even after he stopped, a faint warmth in the areas he kissed. his lip gloss leaving sparkles on your face. you couldn’t help but smile dumbly as he did so.

you feel a band in your lower stomach form, and as the time passes it tighten, finally snapping as your eyes tears up.

“r-rook..” you mumble, your fluids coat your own fingers and you pant, face in your pillow as you attempt to sit up. 

your let out a breathy sigh, thinking about how rook would go about this.

you bring your covered fingers up to your face, “he’s a freak so he would probably lick it off?” you question to yourself.

you bring your finger to your mouth before coutning to three, taking your fingers into your mouth.

your face scrunches up, you’ve never thought to do this before, “sour.” you say, but drink all of it.

you lay your head back down.

you could have never imagined, you were just as bad as him.

#aroseformyself #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland smut #rook hunt x reader #twst rook #rook smut #smut

[aroseformyself]

aishite

it’s cold. you know it, the wind blaring as the rain clouds rolled in. water droplets slowly accumulating on the window as you look out, and see a figure approach the house of the kids parents your babysitting.

as the figure gets closer you recognize the tall man. its malleus.

he doesn’t note your presence and knocks on the door, you let go of the blind and walk over to the door. yet you don’t reach for the doorknob.

“open the door, y/n,” his tone is as cold at the weather, but abruptly his voice turned soft, “it’s terribly cold out here, you wouldn’t let your darling boyfriend freeze out in the cold, would you?”

you hesitate, your hand ghosts over the doorknob, until it finally reverts back to your side.

“go away malleus.” you say, as firmly as you can, “we broke up. don’t you have an expensive car to drive back home in?” you spit out from gritted teeth.

“don’t get mad now, honey.” he said soothingly, although it had no effect in you. a hidden undertone of anger laced his sentence.

“i can’t just let you in, its not my house… how did you even find me…?” you ask curiously. 

malleus stays silent for moment, “y/n. let me in, now.”

you can tell he’s trying to keep his cool, “it’s pouring out here.” a feeling gnaws at the back of your mind, yelling at you to not let him in.

you hesitantly hover your hand over the doorknob as you manage to push the feelings away for now.

you crack open the door, “promise me nothing will happen first.”

“y/n, must you be like this?”

“promise me, malleus.” you could hear his sigh muffled from the door.

“i promise nothing will hapoen.” he declared, chuckling at you “childish nature”.

you look him in the eye, his eyes glower down at you, a bright green. he’s staring right at you.

“okay…” you open the door slowly, letting him in.

“relax, darling, i don’t bite.” malleus comments at your straight face, “but i do recall you being into that.” he said smugly.

you glare at him as he walks in, but you can sympathize with the fact he is soaking wet.

“i’ll… get you a towel.” you say, your sweat dropping.

“no need,” malleus informed, “luckily i got here quick enough that i didn’t get as soaked as i could have.”

“your dripping onto the floor, and your hair is never going to dry quick enough.” you keep walking to the laundry room, grabbing a towel from.

malleus hummed and looked around, the first floor didn’t look like it it held anyrooms that were for sleeping.

the kid must be upstairs. he thought to himself, perfect. a sickening smile appeared on his face.

you come out of the laundry room and throw the towel at him, to which he instinctively catches it.

“don’t go throwing things around that aren’t yours, y/n.” he chuckles at you.

“just dry off, and put the towel in the dryer, its already open.” you say, stepping passed him and sitting down.

malleus wiped his face off, adoring that ut still had your warmth on it, before aggressively drying his hair. he took his shoes off to not get water on the floor, and stepped off the mat.

malleus walked over to the laundry room and placed the towel into the dryer.

as he was walking back through the hall to get back he came across a bag. your bag. he knew he shouldn’t have. but he did

he looked through your bag, only to make sure you weren’t seeing anyone else. it would hurt to much if you were, you only broke up a month ago.

and he had yet to fix everything between you.

malleus walked back into the living room, scanning over to find you sitting on the couch with something on the tv.

“ah, you’re back, i got some water for you.” you say, refusing looking at him.

malleus just sighed at your stubborn nature, “and nothing for yourself? don’t forget it’s important to take care of yourself… and from what i remember—“

you cut him off, “shut up, now.”

during the movie, you put on purely to pass time and keep him distracted, you failed to notice him staring at you.

you sit silently, acting as if the movie did interest you. even though you didn’t like it, you couldn’t just leave him outside in the pouring rain.

you jolt as a hand grabs your neck. you turn to malleus, as much as you can with his hand wrapped around your throat.

“wh—“ you cough half way through trying to speak. you can feel the bile rising in your throat.

“y’know, i was going to use this in your drink, but you’ve made it a little harder on yourself.” malleus loves the feeling of you struggling against him, especially when he scoots closer to you.

malleus takes a small tablet and shoves it into your mouth. you can feel the lack of air catching up to you. little black dots appearing in your vision.

the tiny tablet disintegrates after a second on your tongue is when malleus hands finally lets go of your neck.

you immediately breath deeply, trying to regain oxygen. and after a while, you do, “what was that?!”

“don’t worry, it will take a while for the effects to kick in. we still have time.”

“time for—wha-ha…” a sudden warm feeling made itself present in your lower stomach. your face heated up.

malleus smirked at this, “oh my, it seems to be taking effect sooner than i thought.”

he leaned down next to your ear and whispered, his breath fanning over your neck. “maybe call a friend to come and finish your job?”

you knew he wouldn’t get off your back on this…

so now here you were, trying to get rid of the burning feeling in your nether region with malleus fingering you.

his slender fingers pumping into you at a quick pace. 

“uhm, hey [friends name]!” you say, attempting to keep your moans down.

“mhmm~… i kinda need a-ah favor!” you slowly move your hand down to malleus’s wrist in a last resort. but it did little to deter his movements.

small squelches could be heard and you prayed that your friend couldn’t hear them.

“r-really…? that’s great. bye-bye!” you hang up as soon as you feel the band in your lower stomach snap, a loud moan drops from your mouth.

malleus massages your thigh and it feels like you can’t speak properly. you pant as malleus abruptly turns you around.

you cum drips onto his pants and you can’t help but feel shy at the fact he’s not doing anything about it.

you feel sick, your stomach turns as you realize what you’ve done.

malleus lifts his hand up before your face and seperates his fingers, “so beautiful…” he says absentmindedly.

before you even know what hes doing he brings his hand up to his mouth and licks his fingers clean of your essence.

“mal—“ you start, disturbed by him licking up your fluids so contently. but before you can finish he graps the back of your head and kisses you.

you can taste your fluids on him, and it snaps you out of whatever you were in. you try to push him away, but his hand keeps you in place.

his hips move upward grinding against your own and you feel overwhelmed. you can still feel his free hand sliding down your leg and unhooking the panties from your ankle. you can only guess he slid them im his pocket.

malleus bringd his hand up your leg. the tips of his fingers just ghosting above your thigh, making you wait in anticipation as he drags them gently up.

suddenly, a noise came from the door and at furst it sounded like anither gust of wind. but it wasn’t, a another knock at the door, and another.

your friend was here, you look down at malleus and push his shoulders away. hoping he would get the message you moved you leg.

honestly, with how demanding he was before you excepted him to ignore the door. but he didn’t.

the pale male grabbed your hips, and softly sat you down on the couch. “get your pants back on. i’ll answer the door in the mean while.” he said quite nobly.

once malleus got up and left the room, you could hear the door open and your friends surprised gasp.

you could hear their muffled conversation and quickly shook your head, grabbing your pants.

you stand up and hop backwards for a second, trying to get them on as quickly as you could.

“shit…” you utter under your breath, as you walk out into the front room.

you take a deep breath, stepping foot into the room before you. “hey (f/n)! glad you could make it on such short notice!”

you see them smile, which means they haven’t seen anything wrong, “it okay, really, i’m almost always at home anyway!” they say, bubbly.

“ah where’s malleus?” you ask, tilting my head to the side in question.

“oh, he’s getting me a drink,” they say, smiling in a reassuring way, “speaking of which—you didn’t tell me you were back together?!”

you immediately know that malleus already had to stall them, but he could’ve done anything other than this. you irked as you think to yourself.

“ah-well-yeah, we haven’t told anyone yet!” you say, it would look suspicious if you were to mouth off on how you weren’t now.

malleus steps out from the kitchen and brings a glass to your friend, “ah, y/n, your back.” he says, as if he didn’t finger fuck while you on the phone.

“malleus!” you say, hugging him as if he is your boyfriend. yet, he can still tell your not having fun with this little charade.

“we must be going now, y/n has promised to drive me back to my house.” malleus says as he places a hand on your head.

“alright, well drive safely!” your friend waves you off as you walk hand in hand with malleus out to your car.

you walk around and get into the drivers seat, turning on the ignition as letting malleus in.

it’s already gone to far, but you can’t stop it now. 

you can’t stop him from directing you to drive to an empty parking lot. 

you can’t stop him getting what he wants.

you can’t stop him from getting his way.

“where do you think you’re going? i’m not done with you yet.”

#malleus draconia #twisted wonderland smut #twst #malleus x reader #lemon0bear11

[aroseformyself]

hi ! i realllyyyy loved the twst slasher au you made ❤ would you do it for other dromes to ?

octavinelle slasher au !¡

heartslabyul | savanaclaw | octavinelle | scarabia | pomefiore | ignihyde | diasomnia

. A Z U L  A S H E N G Я O T T O !¡

theme: i / me / myself

azul is used to being outcasted as a kid, so his killing spree starts when he was younger. on the first day of school his parents walked swam with him. but everyone elses parents weren’t there, so when his parents left he was bullied. azul’s hatred started there, he soon found a way to gently injure the students who bullied him so their parents would swim them to school as well. so parents coming with you was normalized and he wouldn’t be bullied for it anymore. but he was also bullied for his appearance so he ended up inking people to leave him alone. 

when he grew up his appearance “got better” and he started contracts with people. due to his sadistic tendencies the consequence if they didn’t fufill said contract was usually severe injury’s or out astung them to make himself feel better.

. J A D E & F L O Y D  L E E C H !¡

theme: bust your kneecaps

jade and floyd belong to a family that is a mafia. anyone who disrupts them tend to disappear. since the twins grew up in this environment, they think it’s normal and believe they are in the right. their first kills were with their parents, they had hostages and didn’t get what they wanted. obviously they killed them. and jade and floyd were of “killing age” so they got the honor of killing the hostages. they have trackers on their targets. the twins both found that they are massive sadists on the inside and act how they think is socially acceptable when outside. floyd is a little off but jade has it down.

they definitely smoke when they get older, also carry guns just in case they have a run in with some people that aren’t on their side. they are both so possesive if they get a s/o(you) and floyd prolly sleeps around a lot.

#twisted wonderland #slasher au #twst #lemon0bear11 #i dont know why i wrote this so fast it prolly succs

[aroseformyself]

twst slasher au !¡

heartslabyul | savanaclaw | octavinelle | scarabia | pomefiore | ignihyde | diasomnia

. Я I D D L E  Я O S E H E A Я T S !¡

theme: queen

riddle was raised by his mother to obey all the rules and become a great success. because of all this force on him as a child he grew up with the same mind set. he ends up staying in the town and with his mother and he becomes a docter. his first kill was purely by accident, he failed a surgery for the first time. and in the split moment the heartbeat moniter stopped he realized, he was in complete control of these peoples lives. they put their trust into someone they didn’t even know. despite his mother yelling at him for failing, riddle finds joy in having peoples lives in the palm of his hand. so easy to just let go of it, isn’t it?

riddle starts to tinker with his victims, not killing them. that would raise suspicions and accusations from the families. but he would make one little slip up, and the moniter would beep a single time, stretching out. then he would snap out of it, fixing the problem so the moniter starts beeping again. the calming beeps to calm everyone in the room.

. A C E  T Я A P P O L A !¡

theme: narcissistic personality disorder

ace grew up normal, except for the fact that his parents would always be gone on a business trip. he would be left with his brother to take care of him, and they would look at things online. like weird things, as in people getting run over and bloody stuff. ace and his brother had a strange fascination with gore. he didn’t grow out of it and it followed him through out his life. when he moved out he had a revelation that he could do whatever he wanted. ace eventually started attracting attention from others, which lead him to having a unhealthily high amount of self worth. he believes he’s so hot that he can make anyone fall for him. and when he gets then in his apartment he murders them.

his first kill wasn’t an accident at all. he was exploring different kinks, and this happened to be a gun one. ace contemplated just pulling the trigger, he might have said it wasn’t loaded, but forgive him for lying. or don’t, it doesn’t matter since they can’t speak anymore.

. T Я E Y  C L O V E Я !¡

theme: cupcakes.mp3

trey has a kink for people eating his food, he loves to see people smile and praise him on his baking skills. he was forced to take care of his siblings and hated how he wasn’t allowed to be a normal kid and had to look after his siblings from a young age. one day, one of his siblings accidentally cut their finger trying to cut a tart. some of their blood got splashed on the tart and trey had to kiss it better. some of their blood got on his lips and for the sake of his sibling, he licked it off so they wouldn’t see it. after sending them off to bed with a bandaid, trey thought back. blood didn’t taste that bad, and on a tart it could be better.

trey ate the part of the tart that had blood on it. it didn’t taste bad. this is where he kills someone, to add their blood to his pasteries. trey found that the tarts flavor are inhanced, he especially loves mixing blood with a thin jelly. and when someone asks he lables it as ‘special sauce.’

. C A T E Я  D I A M O N D !¡

theme: good loyal thots

like ace, cater adores being loved. but he doesn’t love anyone else but himself, he likes the idea of being loved. his sisters practically used him for their happiness and forced him into doing things like eating sweets they made. because of his neglectedness, he seduces people he thinks look cool and makes them fall for him. but he has so many people crowding him, so no one really seems special to him anymore. one of his bitches might have mentioned something about loving sweets. which didn’t sit right with him. so he had to get rid of them. he probably staks his victims for some time to.

cater takes a final picture with each of his victims before he kills them. he says, “aw, look, it’s our final picture together.” and refuses to elborate, but they can hear him anymore so it doesn’t matter. cater prints out the picture and puts it into a scrap book. he writes their full name and writes what he “loved” about them.

. D E U C E  S P A D E !¡

theme: teeth

deuce never grew out of his delinquent faze. but when he heard his mother crying over the phone he held up a facade in order to please her. however, at night he becomes a completely different person. he beats people to death. something about being in control of the situation and knowing what’ll happen next makes him feel powerful. deuce first killed someone by accident, it wasn’t exactly him, it was his order. someone had bullied him about being a ‘mamas boy’ at school, when he couldn’t do anything. but at night he went out through the window and ordered his goons to beat the person up. he loved getting his revenge. and he marked it off as defending his mother.

deuce believes he’s not doing anything wrong if he’s only killing people who deserve it. but for some reason it feels wrong to tell his mother. but, if the world around you is tough, you have to toughen up as well.

#spotify #lemon0bear11 #twisted wonderland #twst slasher au #twst #riddle rosehearts #ace trappola #trey clover #cater diamond #deuce spade

[aroseformyself]

pushy !¡

⚠️warning: dub/noncon, reader is a babysitter for this blurb - gn! reader

you gave in, you let him come inside, the kid is asleep but you worry he might wake up. but you can’t just leave him in the pouring rain, you didn’t expect to…

he sits you, facing him, on his lap, hands right above your ass pressing you against his hard-on. your arms are wrapped around his neck. your lips pressed together as his tongue aggressively explores your mouth. you pull away when you feel his rough hands slide under your hoodie, “what now?” he asks irritated. “we can’t… the baby is upstairs—” your cut off as he slams his lips back on to you, when you try to pull away this time his hand slips out from your hoodie and presses against the back of your head. “[char-] mmm!” you try to sputter out his name but he’s to rough. tears prick into your eyes as you feel his hand weaves its way into your pants.

FLOYD, ace, LEONA, malleus, WANDERER, alhaitham, ayato, zhongli(drunk), venti(drunk)

ill make a fic on this soon <3

#twisted wonderland smut #twisted wonderland #smut #genshin impact #genshin impact smut